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A cold and bony gaze
Pierces my confidence,
My peace. Shattering this
Belief that I “have time”, that
I might ignore the dictates
Of time. Slowly I gain the
Strength to return that stare.

Eventually the fear shall fade
And I’ll gaze into this despair
Inspired terror feeling 
Tranquility, knowing we all
Share that journey.

Late Night Inspiration

I do love to write
In the middle of the night
Words of poetry and rhyme.
When those words run dry
So nervous I almost cry
Fearing this is for all time.

Thoughts on James Foley

Hearing the horrific news about ISIS’ murder of journalist James Foley gives me pause. What do these folks hope to accomplish? Do they really believe they instill terror in us? Perhaps they’re deluded such. If so, they really are pitiful. No, our collective response is one of horror and repulsion. I don’t know. Madness. 
Ultimately, it’ll solely serve to deepen our focus, our resolve. Sadly, it will also serve as fuel for those who vilify all Muslims, painting the entire faith with the broadest of brushes. I guess, ultimately, it will serve to delude these thugs, this taste of power. They’ll feel their power flutter behind the cowardly masks. And they will vanish, empty save for the horrors within their souls. 

Future think

It’s quite easy, in this age, to pooh-pooh the wisdom of time’s past. To laugh at the myths, history’s weak attempts at knowledge. Yet, we must be humble. We must wonder what elements of our “now” that the future will consider childishly superstitious. For there will be something, if not many things, perhaps nearly everything, will certainly seem foolish and naive.

My hope is that the future will see us as sincere, just naive, lacking understanding that they will take for granted. That our knowledge will grow exponentially, that we will put aside petty power and grasp the hope science offers. That humans will dance amongst the stars. As I stare up to the stars, I’m inspired. The potential is immense. May we expand beyond narrow self interest, embrace our potential, and soar

Don’t use the Internet to deal with wakefulness

I woke about an hour ago; mostly feeling a warm, semi-wakefulness. Then I ruined it. Checked email, found something to post to my Not Just Seattle blog (just re-purposing a press-release, easy!). Noticed that this site got nearly 2000 views yesterday, and tried to figure out why. Then started reading old posts. And, here I am. Reminded, yet again, that the Internet is NOT the way to deal with early morning wakefulness.