Category: Debugging

Something I might not even show if I had more pride. But I’m determined to put ALL my ideas out there.

Saul, who was also known as Paul

But Saul, who was also known as Paul, filled with the Holy Spirit, fixed his gaze on him, and said, “You who are full of all deceit and fraud, you son of the devil, you enemy of all righteousness, will you not cease to make crooked the straight ways of the Lord? Now, behold, the hand of the Lord is upon you, and you will be blind and not see the sun for a time.” – Acts 13:9-11

This was at least his second transformation
and I admire the way Luke buried it in the moment
the sun might have been bright in Paphos

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Only Connect

“Only connect.” – E.M. Forster, Howard’s End

So I spent a long time asking
what was important and necessary
about buying machines to have friendships with
until I realized they were all for making connections.
Cars, baritone saxophones, this iPad that keeps
making an ostentatious entrance, none of it
matters without someone to complete the chord,
to meet you in the middle.

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What I Learn When I Do Loving-Kindness Meditation

That my mind races when I even think the words.
The lines of the old hymn
in loving-kindness Jesus came
My soul in mercy to reclaim
Is it
loving kindness
loving-kindness
lovingkindness?
The idea for this poem.
I should be writing this poem.
The idea will get away from me.

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Outflanking the Medium

is rarely well done
as they say
There’s a tendency for everything
to sound like a sermon in a church.

Let’s wake the social media experts
who are selling water at the bottom of the river
so they drown.

this probably sounds harsher than it’s meant to. Some of my best friends, and all that sort of thing…

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What I Learned Not Thinking About It

It wasn’t that important to solve anyway,
which is good, because it doesn’t yield
to analysis or much of anything.

Even in physics we learned one can observe
vector or velocity, not both,
which leaves room for something. Call it God,
but not the god of flannel cutouts in cigar boxes,
musty Sundays, which leads us to ever more thinking.

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