In a post-truth world
the art of lying is lost;
no one’s good at it.
It takes imagination
and some creativity.
In a post truth world,
there’s no need for flattery;
why bother with it?
You can simply fake the facts
and seem like a real genius.
In a post truth world
no news isn’t just good news,
but it’s not real news.
What difference can it make
when no one is listening?
19 FEB 2025
Our entire lifetime:
a short line drawn in water;
soon nothing remains.
It doesn’t matter what ink
or how much pressure you use.
What seems important
doesn’t leave an impression
in time’s vast ocean.
Each of us is a mirage;
Not even wetness is real.
17 FEB 2025
Whatever you’re doing right now, wherever you are, no matter what time it is or who’s watching; stop whatever it is that is, stop that and go outside. Not just out the door, or down the hall or ‘round the corner, Outside. Beyond that definition of who and where you are clouds your vision and you can’t tell your arse from your elbow. I mean, Go Outside. For a little while. Everything will get better. Not because you do or don’t want it to. In a while. For a while. Just like everybody else’s.
07 FEB 2025
Grasping our nothing
we try sharing everything;
we are all alone.
Wholeness disguises itself
in the mirror’s reflection.
We hold our nothing
like a vast, sacred treasure;
our fingers give out.
Beyond the edge of owning,
true experience begins.
22 JAN 2025
Is the solution
so simple and black and white
that you can tweet it?
Weighing in with your two cents
isn’t risking your money.
Is the right answer
pitting our us against them
in a blind fool’s game?
No one wins a war of words
without caring how you score.
Is this the moment
when we prove how right we are,
simply counting coup
to display our bravery
in a virtual showdown?
Is the solution
shouting at our enemies
until they go deaf?
Just being the loudest noise
is a hollow victory.
19 DEC 2024
Social media is an infectious disease, spread by word of mouth. We pretend we have something worth saying out loud each day.
Who cares how diligently we reshare or like? We like to think we improve silence, but no one listens.
What real change are we making, parroting this stuff? No one sounds original speaking others’ words.
Why are we so important? Our lives go so fast. Before the ink dries, our contract expires.
10 DEC 2024
Imagine what the world looks like right now: a mass illusion wrapped up in a dream. There are no other lands or hidden gods, nor unconnected causes or effects.
What would you change or wish you could improve, in just this moment while you have the chance? Before you take a breath, your time is done. Before a single step, there’s no more dance.
Imagine this: reality goes on, beyond the small abstractions of your mind. The moving finger finds the waning moon, but cannot simply grasp it in the sky.
What will you do to change the world you see, brave champion of just the truth you know?
07 DEC 2024
