A Short Exchange

1- "Go to Hell!!" 

2- "Yes, I probably will, but at least it's a dry heat..!" 

Bundle

"Bundle." What a funny word. Can you have a bundle of just anything? No. You can't have a bundle of Lego blocks. Why not? You just can't. You got the wrong stuff and you will know it's wrong just by saying it: "A bundle of toasters." See? But if it could theoretically be a bundle, how do you know that you have the right amount of it to form a bundle?
"Bundle." What a funny word.

An Aphorism

Self-esteem is to arrogance 

What a bat is to a vulture 

Haiku #413

Shadows behind eyes 

A world fresh every day 

Time's roots rest within 

Haiku #412

This is a haiku

Cherry blossoms and some tea 

Coffee costs too much 

Haiku #411

Blessings fell down grey 

Roiling black skies only weep 

Ashen land no more 

A Short Short

If ever to heaven you be going 

I will bet that it'll be snowing 

Dreamt of a Memory

Lost in thought when

Of a sudden my

Breath caught, snagged

On a memory.

In hills high, a circle

Of my fiercest friends:

Was my warmth born

From the flaming

Hearth or from the

Burning hearts

Encircling me?

Outside, the snow in

Silence fell but

Inside I was

Insulated by the

Wealth of the love in

Which I was

Warmly ensconced. 

Aphorism #1

Hope is but an illusion for weak minds 

Aphorism #2

Violence is nothing more than a problem solving technique for uncomplicated people.

Aphorism #3

The only way to see into the darkness is by dreaming 

Particulate Contemplation

A crowd chants:

He is come!

He is come!

He is come!

Which sounds just like,

He is scum!

He is scum!

He is scum!

Remember, the devil is in the details.

Memento Mori

When it comes to war morality goes and hides in the cellar. Winning is the sole goal and killing is the means. Morality would only pour sand into the gears of the war machine. ⚔️🩸☠️

Came To Fancy...

Time ascends from 

Knot to knot

The rope of life 

Is caught 

Not caught

Destiny wrestles

On the cot

Wriggles free but

Got shot

Haiku #410

Mute dreams thunderbolts

The blind may see but not look

Divisions divine 

A Last Sadness

Question not your 

State of grace

When the pain

Has passed 

If you now your 

Life give up and 

With it too your 

Human cast

Take comfort in 

The gift that was a 

Hard earned past

In turns as both 

The host and guest

That together birthed

Your happiness 

And its twin, a 

Last sadness 

Left sighing,

Always sighing,

In the wind

Chronoflash Sequence

Clocks are not responsible for time.

Clocks display delusions.

Cloaked inside of cases

Time is duration.

Time is subjectivity 

And its subject is Time. 

Mirror, mirror, on the whore,

The time has come for 

Many more for there is Time.

Time matters and matter gathers.

Objective Time is the Time of objects,

And so, once sampled,

Time can be measured but need not be.

Decisions are momentary.

Time does not care, for 

Time's not aware and that's 

For the best since awareness is death.

In dreams Time is manipulated, then

You awake to life as a slave of 

Time. We try to run but 

Aways turn to return, 

And return yet again.

That's our wretched doom,

A sentence with no room to move,

To which we are forever fated.

"Having too little Time" is a mirage.

Everything is in Time.

"Waiting long enough" is arbitrary.

Time is not the 4th dimension; our 

Perception of it is.

You try to ignore it but 

You cannot affect Time.

Time exists with and in 

The mind yet out of it.

Time is an eternal never.

Time is what is

In the box.

Think about it.

Being is what to Time? Ask: how long has

It been? How long has it been It? What 

Do you mean by It? By mean?

That, too, is philosophy.

"Give it Time." Why? Where did its go?

Tomorrow will come and be.

Are we sure? And until when?

Until nullity.

To be in Time is but a lie, 

Self-told to cope with 

The vast expanse that asks

For the small mercy we can 

Provide, to forget that 

We once knew but know 

No more.

Ignorance is bliss but 

For what is that is

Not we. Give up on eternity 

To save what's left 

Just in time.

"Shave off some Time," is a 

Common saying, so

Please save me a shaving....

Then warp Time using Now 

To manifest the Paradox.

"It's immeasurable." How can you know?

You have "just enough Time," so 

Why be concerned?

Chronomenclature can fascinate, yes? 

If one "has time" do they have it all?

Eternity makes Time an anachronism.

Once duration is infinite 

Manifestation is done with it.

Haiku #409

My veins still run red

Somehow feeding a black heart

That casts white shadows 

Pharmaceutical Phun

Since cigarettes are legal there should not be restrictions on any drugs. People should not be limited in what they do for recreation as long as their actions do not harm others. And why do people use drugs recreationally? Because they are fun and they feel good, something that cannot be said of many things in a human's short lifespan.

Being In The Now

Let's see if I understand this. History is concerned with the past. When you speak of history coming to an end, what are you really saying? That the past no longer matters? The past has created the present & the present is an eternal now? Has time stopped? That last point seems impossible because time is duration and without duration motion becomes impossible on every level, from the subatomic to the cosmic: the Universe stops. End history and you eliminate the possibility of a future, all from an objective viewpoint. But humans have a subjective viewpoint so, faced with the end of history, with the end of chronology, how can people experience anything? Is the essence of God the fact that "He" exists in an eternal present, and is therefore impossible for we temporal beings to ever understand, impossible to even be truly aware of? The gulf between the Creator and the created can never be bridged.