I could not sleep longer than 3am. The best I could think to do was to grab hold of Facebook and scroll away. I did so. I am weak. This is not good. The man, Mr. Zuckerberg and his company, his cheating and lying and good ‘ol college boy antics / attitude have taken usContinue reading “By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise”
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(JohnPaulGeorgeandRingo)
I am enjoying refuge at Starbucks, in their clean well-lighted place, but I am not Hemingway, he was more closeted than I ever have been. I sorta feel bad for him. An honest adventurer who couldn’t consider the whole picture, a real man who didn’t understand.. but I digress. There stood a time, once, forContinue reading “(JohnPaulGeorgeandRingo)”
One Great Blue Heron
A new poem.
living The Dream
Back at what used to be my haunt. When Starbucks’ prices rose right after Covid, I stopped using their facilities as my office away from home. Too expensive. My recent birthday brought in a couple of gift cards and I am back for a time. Yum, an $8 latte! Thing is, I really enjoy sittingContinue reading “living The Dream”
I did not mean it
this time or that other time. I stand humbled by algorithm and the need to express myself. I am as weak as any other one of us. The designers of social media programs have done their homework and we are vulnerable. Being the human being that we are often challenged to be is not anContinue reading “I did not mean it”
I Mean It This Time
I just deactivated Facebook. I mean it this time, I mean it this time…I mean it. The powers that are, keep pushing AI upon us. Now, that unworkable technology is going to upend our world in rapid ways that we will not be able to defend against. Quit these people, everyone. Take the money awayContinue reading “I Mean It This Time”
A Bad Dog, Barking
We are, I am so full of electronic living. A Violet glow of flimsy shadow slides me down deeper into button-tufted marshmallow – the faux-leather quicksand where thousands have already died. Oh! the high fidelity screams! Oh! the colour-balanced terrors, all fifty-five inches of them interlaced! The worst of everything smears our face. Like LittleContinue reading “A Bad Dog, Barking”
On ‘Daylight’ Time
April 17, 2024 On ‘Daylight’ Time I type and one word catches another’s tail as the other passes quickly,underway to Wordsend.Wordsend stands as a high cliff above,watching the place that is no place,found in every place…staring blunt into that place where all is bound.That end place is one which words may not describe.It is aContinue reading “On ‘Daylight’ Time”
Elizabeth and the Witness
Elizabeth and The Witness A tentative, “Hello?”she heard.Elizabeth looked up slowat first repeat of the same word. Knitting to pattern andeager for five minutes break,she rose with the help of one hand,while another massaged a back-ache. Above her head, she could discernthat through the transom came a glowof something interesting to learn,about which, she justContinue reading “Elizabeth and the Witness”
Enough to Deal With
We have enough to deal withdon’t we?cruel rain and cloud and knife andbullet,priest and politician.Somewhat the same istrue for wolf and bear,alwayshungry and thirsty andwalking somewhere. Fine castles built,long summer’s gathering,a saviour ark,these may give the driest tinder heartjust a moment’sflint-struckspark.We have enough to deal with,don’t we?
Robert On The Air 