10 posts tagged “visitors”
January 4th, 2010 feels like life as usual
Rising from bed and turning off an alarm-clock
Morning with a cold, black sky and a tired search for new material
Taking a shower, grooming, taking a short walk
Long underwear, thick socks, my layers of clothing envelop
Bundled in a Winnipegger’s anti-frostbite-suit
Come home with a cleared mind for typing some text on a laptop
Blaudience, I’m here, and I am more or less alright
Time to consume some coffee and a bowl of Corn Flakes
Then I’ve got a pile of dishes to wash
Time for a morning-snuggle with my spouse, a nice kiss
Chat about some chicken-soup for our lunch
Somehow, we’re still surviving the stressed, crowded post-industrial world
It’s a miracle we’re still here, facing the dawn
Facing the punctuality-rush, Monday morning’s panic and speed
Monday, January 4th, 2010
Dangerously slippery ice on Winnipeg sidewalks
Moment when it rained and it froze, a treacherous nuisance
Ambulances rush to the scenes where bones have been broken
Winnipeggers awkwardly walk in terror, with caution
Each foot shall slide in due time
Safe just to stay inside home
Frictionless terrain is a bane that drives us to madness
Dangerously slippery ice on Winnipeg sidewalks
Full moon, gazing down on Winnipeg tonight
Pure sphere, high, aloof, objective, and remote
Proud brat loves her privileged spotlight from the sun
Still mute, never known to lecture, or complain
Better off out in orbit than mired in the Earth’s urban sprawl
Better off out in order than mired in the stressed human hell
Stay put, far from growth, technology, and shxt
Full moon, gazing down on Winnipeg tonight
There is no way to know how long you will wait; thanks for your patience
We are just human; we are pawns of a boss, part of a process
We have kids; we have spouses; there shall be food, clothing, and shelter
We are all sleep-deprived and racing the clock, dealing with pressure
After we have served you, have a nice life
Nobody is here to cause the world grief
Read the large text that’s posted up on the wall; didn’t you notice?
There is no way to know how long you will wait; thanks for your patience
Colors and shapes of oranges and grapes
Dream of a rainbow, dream of an eclipse
Bitters and sweets are melting in your mouth
Gaze at a bold aurora in the north
Junction of the Red and Assiniboine Rivers
Canopy of stars over snuggles and kisses
Open your voice in melody and praise
Open your eyes; delight in the displays
Colors and shapes of oranges and grapes
Please feel free to hack and cyberstalk me all that you want
My faith kept the “only human” sane and now I am spent
Just blame all who fail to fit your definition of “health”
Real truth fails to teach the world the wisdom needed for growth
Enter the introspective realm of soul’s-autumn, here, now
Listen to all you want to hear or kiss youth you once knew
Winnipeg bites my skin with hungry wind-chill at this time
Typing at this computer now, I feel autumn’s dream-calm
Healed minds learn to just kiss the entire universe
Trudge through trials and sing sighs of inhaled ambience
I have an Asperger Brain in my cranium
Born in the death of the second millennium
Wetware is the truth within human skulls, wetware is what we are
Asperger within my skull doesn’t bite, nor does it need a cure
Readers are confused, I’ve made peace with how often I’m misconstrued
Making you aware that we do exist heals me, and makes me proud
Life is never a short-cut through the scenic-route of perspective
Yes I breathe with a pulse here, yes I’m still awake and proactive
I’m affirming denied real truth and raising public awareness
I am married and gay, not here to “cam” or court any “honeys”
Choose thoughts, think the thoughts you choose to think, and believe the beliefs you need to believe
Let’s make peace with all we see and hear in eachother’s ways to survive
That won’t happen now within my lifetime, and making a difference is my only intent
Please feel free to hack and cyberstalk me all that you want
Monday, the 14th of January, the year is 2008
Living in a meritocracy where the truth is not safe or polite
Entering the third-millenium with a harmless, weird Asperger Brain
Winnipeg is still surrounding me in a world where quaint questions remain
Everything is authentically synthetic just for your pleasure
Consciousness is identity, the you within your own wetware
Ridicule the coherence of the academic, dull schollars
Advocate the adventure of encounters, chase the world's wonders
Leave me alone, sorry to have wasted your time with how I feel
What do you want? Research is the fetching of info, a trick I've mastered well
On with your life, kingdoms are within you, recall the words of Christ
Everyone conks out, and then a legacy won't be worth a shxt
Go with the most recommended option while considering the alternative
Sociotypes bud and blossom forth as multi-faceted as definitive
Fingers can sketch every microcosmic nano-universe in a particle
Everyone wants more than just a life defined by lowering your cholesterol
This is the beginning everyone can rely on, this moment is now
This is the inauguration, and it's a grandiose venue we view
This is the defining moment of the eclipse that now challenges light
Monday, the 14th of January, the year is 2008
Yes, it’s true, I am a Secular Humanist ; yes I am
Yes, I question all perceptions that writings and mouths proclaim
Yes, I know one day I’ll flatline and then I’m supposed to “burn”
I have known injustice anyhow ; thank you for your concern
Yes, it’s likely Jesus biodegraded as wetware lost
Why does that mean pearls like “do unto others” are cherished less?
We are joined by axiologies ever so much the same
Yes, it’s true, I am a Secular Humanist ; yes I am
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