Tales from my head
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Legal notice: this has nothing to do with anyone I know! It’s a fucking poem! The definition of disappointment is simple. It is a feeling we have when someone or something behaves in a way we did not expect, or do not like. Seems to me that disappointment arises when we start to believe that…
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The spaceship flickered in and out of visibility as it emerged from the ocean. The package has been delivered and primed. The craft disappeared again, momentarily outlined by moonlit seawater flowing over its vast body as it slowly rolled before rising into the night sky. It left the planet unnoticed, just as it had come,…
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The first book of Timothy, chapter 6, verse 10 states that the love of money is the root of all evil. Wise words. But I disagree. In part because I am an atheist, more so because there is something else that is at play before money enters the picture. Money itself is just a tool.…
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My heart is not broken. It still beats normally. It is my mind that is a mess. A nest of “if, then, why, what” thoughts. Questions that never stop. Why did you leave? If only I did this, rather than that! How can I restore that which was lost? Can what is lost be salvaged?…
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Life would be so much easier if it were not for people. They all try to conform to what is normal, but nobody knows what that is. I believe normal is this: people are strange. Many are often overly critical of others while giving themselves lots of leeway. Each one believes themselves to be the…
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Jesus hates this part of the job. He and the Buddha take turns, each performing this task every other day, but it is still too much to bear. The Buddha seems unbothered by the letters. It seems to have deepened his love for the human condition, if such a thing were even possible. Jesus, on…
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John and Paul were right. All you need is love. The Beatles, not the apostles. To know unbounded love must be heavenly. Love that does not limit, inhibit, or prescribe. Why do we struggle so with it? When we love someone, we want to change them, make them something else! This is not love, but…
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I have never fully known how to just ‘be’. There was always someone to tell me I was doing it ‘wrong’. Later in life, I realized they were also in the same boat, and part of their journey was to find fault in others, allowing them to procrastinate on their own development. Most outgrow this.…
Tales from my head 