The talented Kindra M. Austin very charitably nominated me for a Versatile Blogger Award. To be honest, I can’t remember the rules: my mind, like my life, is filled with too much else, and I am a shallow pool. To honor the nomination, here’s a poem related to a topic we recently had an exchange over. (As always, my positions are optimistic, but my poem’s tone is pessimistic. Catharsis?) You should check out her site (unless you’re a poor soul who suffers being triggered by intermittent vulgarity, even when it comes with a big heart): her work can really hook you in.
We do not want the burden of freedom;
taking the stones and choosing a mosaic
divining it, sussing-out form from the void
is maddening: let us relax; we enjoyed
a canalized, well-planned life, prosaic,
when we weren’t responsible in childhood: t’was Eden.
–except for our selves, which were sleeping.
Now, fluff the pillow and let us rest:
the tension shall vanish on waking,
the options that cry out and test
us shall vanish, and we, partaking
of vacuous chemical selection
shall fail in our power of detection
that these trials, ordeals
are exactly what seals
our choices; the peals
of freedom fade
as we them trade
for the pricey deals
of cheap food-colored meals
and brand-name knockoff steals.
Into the Clarities 
Well I stop going to the dollar store a long time ago
Campbell’s made in Mexico
Just wasn’t cutting it
Great read
As always Sheldon
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You know how difficult it is to reply to some of your comments? Sometimes they beg –or demand– to be left alone as the final word. Bravo.
–though I’d go to bat for the Mexicans. It’s really not their fault if the quality of the canned stuff has taken a nosedive. Blame stingy WASPy investors, who abuse them, and only care for the bottom line, even at the expense of the brand name’s legacy.
Such is administration, and such is life: and it keeps getting sucher and sucher.
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You are my modern day intellectual hero. And I’m not only saying so because of the many plugs you’ve given me in this post. I honestly love your blog. You make my heart smile, and my brain cells rub together. :)
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I guess it’s all downhill from here…
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Nuh-uhh!!!
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P.S. Another stellar poem full of insight into the human mind.
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Look my friend I read this again
sometimes you take the elevator and sometimes you get the shaft
I just wanted to see how the other half lives
It’s a turtle Saturday
And I’m in my shell
Just starting making pot roast
Yummmmmmmm
So how goes it my friend
As always Sheldon
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Mango shrimp with basil and white rice. Add some curry, if you’d like. Good stuff. About to read a few Irish legends to my daughter, and maybe one of my original stories about the Princess Fiona. Who knows? Then on to reading more of this book: https://www.amazon.com/Politics-Middle-Ages-Sources-History/dp/0521291577/
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