Wednesday, March 23, 2011


I call upon an entity without knowledge of need,
My path is shown leading through the swaying reed.
Water consumes all fear as trembling steps advance,
All thoughts erase from mind in ripple induced trance.
How can I learn from a natural wonder,
The winds grow stronger, whispers of dragging asunder.
I see no choices as I travel this blank slate, an unconscious state,
Life takes me where it must, with guidance of angelic fate.

"Zenaida macroura"

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

I See

The light in every dark vision,
The adoration in every coupled unison,
The pain with every separation,
The glory in every generation,
The joy of every new nation,
The love within every creation,
The envy in every jubilation,
The intense fight wrought forth from every life in degradation.

"Vulpes vulpes"


Every thought makes an action. Be it internal or external. Somewhere an action is planted. As simple as "the remote is to my left" could lead to an action days from now when the time to retrieve it arises. Bigger thoughts obviously therefore lead to bigger actions. Such as, "all my money is gone and I need to get food". This leads to the chain of actions that start with the gathering of what one is good at, what one might do to get money, where one should go to get money, how one should pursue the money. And the final, most important action, what food one should buy with the money.

All this means little else besides, think before you act. That's the only way to live.

"Phrynosoma platyrhinos calidiarum"

Saturday, March 19, 2011


I need to find the motivation to make all the different meals that I have stored in my mind and on the computer. Thank you DwB for giving me some motivation. Just need to get her to chip in on the costs. At this rate I'll become a chef within a year or so. Alas, it is getting costly. That is the price of happiness and health I guess. I'm glad she is in my life. I've needed someone like her in my life. The end.

"Rosa xanthina"

Friday, March 18, 2011

I think I saw you in my sleep. Darling.

Time drifts without sides clear mark,
Bringing new challenges, goals, and victories.
Each day begins differently than it ends,
Night merely resetting the mind for better and worse.
Will time ever stop this cycle,
Or will eternity be spent creating and destroying?
There must be a point to everything that happens,
Without a point chaos would be the ruler of mankind.
Then again chaos is shown every day,
Focused upon as though there is no other way.
That seems a pessimistic thing to say,
Though it could be optimism hidden in shades of grey.
Perhaps mankind emphasizes the bad in order to fix it,
Regardless of meaning it shows man to have a goal.
Destruction or Reclamation.
I hope it is the latter.
I feel it is the former.

'Cryptobranchus alleganiensis'

Saturday, March 12, 2011


Who are we to speak of an equality of people in respect to knowledge? Being told by someone that you won't be equal to them until you have a Master's Degree is like saying, "You have to get a piece of paper to be equal with me intellectually."

What about wisdom in relation to life experience and specific interest knowledge? That person is by far more excelled in their interests than I and most likely will continue to be forever, unless I try to learn more about their related work. The same applies to me, I may be years younger than they - but I am sure to know more than them about my field of work. I will say in relation to life experience I always do give the benefit to age, unless they have learned nothing from their years of living. I feel sorry for that type of person. If you don't learn from life, why live at all? (This post is most likely out of the ordinary for what will come, I generally speak a bit more randomly with deeper meanings to just about everything. I just had to get this out of my system.)

In conclusion, I don't think they should make me work to get to their level, they should teach me what they know if they truly want me to be their equal.

"Corvus corax"


The journey begins. My mind wanders for a topic I should start with. As of this moment nothing comes to mind, well - the world comes to mind but I refuse to write of the world. It would never end. Here is my eloquent beginning.

Where there is a beginning. There will be an end. Death or decay of remembrance will end this blog.