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Why won’t you talk to me?!

So, what are we posting this evening?

I’m thinking something insightful, some words of wisdom might be nice.

No? Maybe talk about the events of the day?

You’re awfully quiet. You mad about something? How about a rant?

Great. Just great. I’m talking to myself, and I won’t even answer.

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

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|

Please stop singing

Some Japanese bands should stop using English in their songs. It sounds terrible.

You should stop singing songs in Japanese. It sounds terrible.

>_>’

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

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|

Didn’t we already have this conversation?

We’ve already had this argument. You lost, obviously. Also, you promised to keep your mouth shut for the rest of the day.

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

You might not drown in the shallows, but you can still slip and hit your head on the rocks

standing in the shallows of the mainstream
the litter
the debris
the garbage

shortsighted perceptions
cross-eyed observations
haphazard conclusions

of the delusional and deranged
of the ignorant and arrogant
of creeps and trolls

of morons whose accummulated knowledge
have as much breadth as a bug’s breath

dizzy from the stench
deaf from the wailing

the annoying whinings and pinings
the aggrandized essays on the trivial
the self-righteous proclamations

of spoiled brats and […]

By |August 22nd, 2015|Poetry and Prose, Rants|

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|

Practical and Effective

We build our reality somewhere between memories of the past and dreams of the future, but only when we find that middle ground do we actually make progress.

By |August 17th, 2015|Motley Musings|

Between Two Worlds

There are worlds inside my head obscured by haze. I see only the edges, blurry landscapes yet unformed. I fumble at my own thoughts but find nothing more tangible than clouds and fog. The only part that’s clear is the shoreline where I stand, waves lapping at my feet and wind brushing at my face. […]

By |August 17th, 2015|Motley Musings, Poetry and Prose|