Language & Bricks

Our language
Our highest achievement, perhaps
Is made of building bricks, which we call words;
Some of us stack their bricks into unintelligible piles
Some build castles with high, unscalable walls
Some design homes with beautiful gardens
And a few build magnificent cathedrals.
01.09.12

Anger & Power

The magnificent high of anger
Intoxicates us with the illusion
Of empowerment and resolve
Which causes us to cling to it
Oblivious of its dangers and harms.
01.08.12

Stimulation & Passion

Stimulation and Passion
Are the parents of creativity and productivity;
Without them, joyless platitudes and slothful inertia.
01.07.12

Dictatorship & Details

Freedom is an illusion
For even a free society
Is composed of dictatorships
Such as the insurance companies
The giant corporations, the lobbies
The IRS, the Military, and life’s details.
The only dictatorship within our control
Is that of details, which robs us of simplicity;
The more details we will allow into our lives
The more details we will have to attend to
And the less time we will have to be free.
01.06.12

Youth & Death

Not even disease or death
Can rob an old man
Of his youth.
01.05.11

Feelings & Circumstance

Everything human
Thoughts, actions, behaviors
Appearances, beliefs, expressions
Can be inflicted, influenced, or modified
By the relentlessly fierce forces of circumstance;
Our personal feelings, however, represent who we truly are
And though we are unable to willfully change our feelings
Our feelings—reasonable or not—do, indeed, change us.
01.14.11

Deat & Bribery

One cannot bribe a dying man with treasure
But one can, with hope.
01.03.11