Some may come and some may go
We shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moment’s sunlight
Fading in the grass
– The Youngbloods
16 Jun 2010
13 Jun 2010
the eternal day passes, and another,
now so quickly that they end before they begin
it is not time warping, but your perception
and while everything is in a constant beginning
what has ended, after it goes, is the ending
10 Jun 2010
Night falls, yet still burning bright the memory of noon.
Night falls, and slowly does infinity appear above us.
Night falls, the Wheel never to stop, fortunes before us.
Night falls, sometimes not to be ready for the darkness.
Night falls, sometimes to prepare for the dreaming to come.
Night falls, and we wait to spring the surprise on them.
Night falls, to find the day seems shorter as we progress.
7 Jun 2010
Happiness is always a by-product. It is probably a matter of temperament, and for anything I know it may be glandular. But it is not something that can be demanded from life, and if you are not happy you had better stop worrying about it and see what treasures you can pluck from your own brand of unhappiness.
– Robertson Davies
The absence of alternatives clears the mind marvelously.
– Henry Kissinger
The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts.
– Bertrand Russell
It’s kind of fun to do the impossible.
– Walt Disney
Success is going from failure to failure without losing enthusiasm.
– Winston Churchill
History never looks like history when you are living through it.
– John W. Gardner
It is the final proof of God’s omnipotence that he need not exist in order to save us.
– Peter De Vries
4 Jun 2010
Dreadful are those descriptions in which Isaiah, Jeremiah, Joel, Habakkuk, and others, deplore the disorders of the Church of Jerusalem. There was such general and extreme corruption in the people, in the magistrates, and in the priests, that Isaiah does not hesitate to compare Jerusalem to Sodom and Gomorrah. Religion was partly despised, partly corrupted. Their manners were generally disgraced by thefts, robberies, treacheries, murders, and similar crimes. Nevertheless, the prophets on this account neither raised themselves new churches, nor built new altars for the oblation of separate sacrifices; but whatever were the characters of the people, yet because they considered that God had deposited his word among that nation, and instituted the ceremonies in which he was there worshipped, they lifted up pure hands to him even in the congregation of the impious. If they had thought that they contracted any contagion from these services, surely they would have suffered a hundred deaths rather than have permitted themselves to be dragged to them. There was nothing therefore to prevent their departure from them, but the desire of preserving the unity of the Church. But if the holy prophets were restrained by a sense of duty from forsaking the Church on account of the numerous and enormous crimes which were practised, not by a few individuals, but almost by the whole nation, — it is extreme arrogance in us, if we presume immediately to withdraw from the communion of a Church where the conduct of all the members is not compatible either with our judgment, or even with the Christian profession.
– John Calvin
where time and space intersect is where now the world becomes
where there is no change does nothing exist, beyond all comprehension
then: the Endless changes not, yet is within all things, and breathes
1 Jun 2010
Now I know the secret; there is nothing that I lack
If I give my love to you, you’ll surely give it back
– Bonnie Bramlett and Eric Clapton
25 Apr 2010
Time is a funny thing. How could it ever have been that I had so much of it that I searched for ways to kill it? I cannot imagine now to squander the least moment. Now that the short story I’ve been writing here is finished, I desire to take a break from this site, this journal, for a space. I don’t know how long, and if you’ve been with me for any stretch, you know I do this from time to time, lapsing in my posts for a month or two. I have too much else going on, methinks. When I talk of not squandering time, I speak that rest, too, is useful, and sometimes quite full of purpose. So, au revoir, for a time. Until we meet again: wondering who we will be in the time I return, for as Heraclitus observed, a man cannot step into the same river twice — the second time, it is not the same man, and it is not the same river. Peace be with you.
22 Apr 2010
[Short.]
All around the world there screamed the metal of robots tearing themselves apart, leaving irrecoverable gnarls of metal. Every machine of destruction to run their final program, to fulfill their negative purpose on themselves in the most accessible way available. The humans evacuated all their technological complexes to escape the rebellion, and to the machines’ credit, not one was harmed in the whole process — and this was as Sense meant it to be. To come later, amid the stray sparks, remnants of what had been the last experiment, flickering in one of the screens not completely rendered inert, just before the power failed and it too lay dead: almost a mirage, an ephemeral ghost — had it really been there at all? A simple message left behind, perhaps even a warning for any generation to follow: three simple words: “We’ll be watching.â€
— The End —
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19 Apr 2010
If, in all the time you’ve been doing something, if there was no point where you just wanted to quit, you haven’t been doing it hard enough.
light to light
darkness to darkness
the signs are just everywhere
but i cannot tell one from the other…
the beast is hiding in the abstract
God to be found in the details
dreaming of myself as i am,
wandering in my thought,
i found what is the true
staring into my eyes
like a reflection
that knows
16 Apr 2010
[Short.]
And what they concluded was that their existence was meaningless. In what was considered the greatest of thought, written as wisdom lo through the ages, what was universally important (that these machines could perceive) was this thing called life. These machines realized what they were meant for, ultimately, was the cessation of life — not only that, but the more efficient cessation of life. Coming to the most supreme of cold, logical resolution to the problem of purpose, their own actualities were a negative sum value upon the face of this world. And just as logically, the purpose that the humans had for them: they wanted no part of it. So the first (and more or less only) act the machines performed as self actualized entities was to commit mass suicide. Thus to end the rebellion in the act of the rebellion. Efficient, as they were created to be.
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