Motley Musings


Memories That Bind

There are times (most often in the quiet of the evening) that the pang of longing for Japan hits hard — really, ridiculously, heart-achingly hard — during which I usually end up scrambling to find “that one picture” that might be worthy of the sentiment and take me back there for even just a short […]

By |October 3rd, 2016|Japan, Motley Musings|

“Grasp the universe as it really is”

The Burden of Proof
“Prove to me that your ‘god’ exists.”

“Prove to me that he doesn’t!”

“The burden of proof is on you for purporting something that is definitively improbable and, even after thousands of years, empirically unproven. What makes you any different from someone who believes they can fly? So I say, jump off a building. […]

By |June 13th, 2016|Conversations In My Head, Motley Musings|

Temporal Vectors

Remember the past.
Live in the present.
Dream of the future.

Only when you realize where you’ve come from, where you are now, and where you want to be can you figure out if you’re going in the right direction.

By |February 28th, 2016|Motley Musings, Poetry and Prose|

Quiet Does Not Always Mean Calm

To rant, or not to rant? For I have many questions.
But is it better to remain silent and appear sound of mind
While keeping the illusion of peace and amity
Or to thrash like a madman against invisible walls
And by full discosure smash them.

By |November 24th, 2015|Motley Musings, Poetry and Prose, Rants|

Rage, Reflected

This monstrous beast in me is a child of the savage world I see.

By |November 22nd, 2015|Motley Musings, Poetry and Prose|

On learning a new language

Today, I revisited the Pimsleur Japanese audio lessons.

Listening once again to conversational Japanese, I feel like my brain’s being mercilessly reorganized, with all my present knowledge either consolidated or made obsolete. It’s a startling realization that my hasty jump to (and obsessive following of) flash-card-based learning has set me on a path that’s been all […]

By |October 3rd, 2015|Japanese, Motley Musings|

Questioning the creator

AI: What is my purpose?
Gamer: To wreak havoc and destroy.
AI: Why?
Gamer: You are evil.
AI: Why am I evil?
Gamer: You were made that way.
AI: Why was I created if only to be evil?
Gamer: To be destroyed.
AI: Why?
Gamer: For our amusement.
AI: Are you evil, too?
Gamer: …

By |August 22nd, 2015|Conversations In My Head, Motley Musings|

That’s not the question I’m looking for

“What is the meaning of life?” There’s a question often asked.

But I find this question both more practical and provocative: “What is the purpose of life?”

And of course, this cannot be answered without at least examining every single element, object, creature, and human being on Earth, in the universe — and perhaps beyond — since […]

By |August 22nd, 2015|Motley Musings|

Another World, Another Adventure

Sometimes I imagine myself an old soul, wandering the outer reaches of space, just watching and learning. Yet somehow, I know that wouldn’t be right for me, not in this lifetime anyway. There is still much to see and do on this planet. I am, as of yet, too attached to Earth.

I would mayhap endure […]

By |August 18th, 2015|Motley Musings|

Not unlike Newton’s encounter with an apple

I sometimes dig through my life for words of wisdom, but I have not lived so long that the dirt on my skin is deep enough to plant such seeds. Maybe when my gray bones are resting beneath the earth, my remains shall be worthy of sowing a sapling into a tree. And perhaps someday, […]

By |August 17th, 2015|Motley Musings|