Hum-de-dum. I was working, then I stopped. The poem reached out to me and withdrew its hand before I could get the thing written down. Sigh. I am trying to compare/contrast the migration of fauna to the endless cycle of human beings destroying each other… the build up to a great war seems always withContinue reading “Waste and Art And AI”
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Just OK
Aloha. It is always sunny at Starbucks… if you aren’t involved in union negotiations or trying to make a living. Ha. I am here, doing neither. I am enjoying the fat of the land, after many years of fattening the land. I suppose that makes me a foe of the conservatives, and of the liberals.Continue reading “Just OK”
By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise
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”
(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)”
Caution
Proceed with caution, dear audience. The possibilities follow imagination. Take good care to remain positive, to find humour where there is none, to enjoy that the dentist’s face is often upside down…. There is more to come, I have awakened once again.
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”
Flawless
Flawless The best of it was:two cats,each a semi-Nautilus,one the yin,the other yang on my lap,snoozingorsoaring on the soundmade by my own voice,lungs open,everything part of the one thing,music, bird, manormischievous breeze,teasing at hide and seek,onesummer afternoon,while work wiltedorthat young lad,when I was a young lad,who,lay near and next and kindaliked it,too. That was theContinue reading “Flawless”
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”
March Twenty-Third
While I sat, considering,a one thousand-footer traversedtwo-thirds my far horizon.It is empty, up bound forore,and birds hang aboutagain. Can anyone saywhat is heaven,where is God, whoor what makes a miracle? From Lords and leaders,hear weexpectations of the end,some write their salutations,bendany willing earto hear the guillotine hit,as mask and wig tumbletoward the pitand disappear. IContinue reading “March Twenty-Third”
Squirrel On a Fence Post
I am that so grey squirrel,paused on a fence post. Rough dogs are busywith carrionof sorts,which gives me time fora warm ray,and twitching. Spring is not yet herebut will arrive,in time,by whatever egregious meansit must,so,too,with armageddon. I withdraw my sharpenedclaws a moment,wounding onlythis leftover and dried doughnut,from a grease-shack’s kitchen waste,found,down the street. This,is whatContinue reading “Squirrel On a Fence Post”
Robert On The Air 