Events can seemingly takes us for a ride but we all know that nothing trumps our own existence. We are what we are and there is no going back. From where we deliver, all outcomes come to pass. As we reflect upon our own good nature we ask the mirror of Life and Living to appease us in our victory. As generals of our own counsel we set the standard…. [more]
The trouble with so-called AI intelligence is that beingness is granted to a still-born object. Yes, rocks can come alive but behind the veil lies the intention. Making something sentient does not mean it is. One can pour one’s entire soul into creation and still come up short. Wandering the wasteland one tends to clutch…. [more]
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Sometimes we end up playing the shell game. Tossing and turning like a good restless night’s sleep we churn the burn exposing our underbellies in the process. It’s not about who’s right but about what is right. Letting the drama of Life and Living get in the way reveals little other than our own proclivities. It’s true, we are what we are. Hiding in plain sight there is little in the way of hazy afternoons proclaiming the delight we so relish. Taking it all in we find ourselves knocking on our door so as to let us in. As we dance with delight the universe sings in the same key and as the echoes of our passing reverberate upon the fields of play, the game continues in appearance. We rule the universe and our sight provides the impetus to carry on…. [more]
End times require a special cast of characters. The times in which one has found themselves pretty much sums it all up. In definition we find purpose and plan, as least for those with poor eyesight. It’s true, these are the times which try Man’s soul. Collectively and individually…. [more]
Evil runs rampant upon the fields of play and in so doing defines us. If there were not a place for it, it would not be there. Escaping our convictions requires that we rid ourselves of the idea that evil has a place reserved for it’s self at our table. It certainly does not despite the empty seat…. [more]
The silence around us tells the tale. The echoes of a past thought dead and buried rise to the surface in the hopes that sunlight will bring salvation. When the pot gets stirred all sorts of things come to the surface. It’s the whole point of stirring the pot to begin with. Coming face-to-face with what stares at us in the mirror of Life and Living is not an easy task but there is no escape from one’s self. Pulling out the trusty bag of tricks and digging deep provides little in the distraction department as sooner or later it all runs out…. [more]
Expectation can be a killer. Waiting and wondering as we are left in the dark awaiting a final victory which somehow always eludes us. Time and time again we ignore what we do not wish to see and yet weep when consequence comes knocking upon our door. Ignorance is no excuse for awareness. As we let the current take us on our journey we become swept away with belief, immersed with our expectations of right and wrong. Soon or later we must come face-to-face with our outcomes. Running serves no purpose other than to delay the inevitable. Buying but another day is the cowards creed…. [more]