CXXVII

CXXVI

Fear took down the winged life
The winged life we've led
So kiss the joy as it goes by
The poet William said
Blake the poet said

'Cause the old future's gone
The old future's gone
We can't get to there from here
The old future's gone

The old future's dead and gone
Never to return
There's a new way through the hills ahead
This one we'll have to earn
This one we'll have to earn

Hunters in October
Raise their guns in sport
Is war another animal
Or the beast of last resort?
The beast of last resort?

'Cause the old future's gone
The old future's gone
All passengers must disembark
'Cause the old future's gone

John Gorka, Old Future 

CXXV: more work in progress

A bowl and spoon in progress from wood taken from the Cedar lane tree.

CXXIV

I'm not sure if the empty space in the sky should count, but you get a better view of the sunset, and anyone looking at this already knows what the tree stump looks like...

...

Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twilight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done

I don't want to feel this way forever

The lights are on and the cameras click
We open up the lens to broken glass

...

Thursday, Understanding in a Car Crash

CXXIII

 
Tradition means giving votes to the most obscure of all classes, our ancestors. It is the democracy of the dead. G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy: The Ethics of Elfland

CXXII

CXXI

Until a man in twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest motherf-ker in the world. If I moved to a martial arts monastery in china and studied real hard for ten years. If my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge.  If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live, devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad.
 Hiro used to feel that way too, but then he ran into Raven. In a way, this is liberating. He no longer has to worry about trying to be the baddest motherf-ker in the world. The position is taken. ...
Which is ok. Sometimes it's all right just to be a little bad. To know your limitations. Make do with what you've got.
 Neal Stephenson, Snow Crash