A Song for Alyssa too

Time with you is always gone too soon
Like the sun in the south when it’s June
But I hope even when the seasons change
In your heart there’ll still be room

Hold me tight and wear my embrace
Until my scent becomes your perfume
Blame my imagination on this full moon
But I see visions of our child from the womb to your bosom

So beautiful
Like a flower in full bloom

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Living Forever in a Moment

The avoidance of regret

Might inspire one to take actionable steps

But often with unintended consequences due to triggering the onset

Of a perpetual pursuit to have desires instantly met

Or in fact the complete opposite

Foregoing immediate gratification to appreciate self-conquest in retrospect

All which can shift one’s experiences outside a moment’s presence

And as a result, impairing reason, judgement and common sense


Mind Matters

Impressions influence the formulation of opinion
And experience either confirms or contradicts bias

Perspective however, is predicated on priorities set
Based on one’s propensity to make predictions about how the future might take shape


More than a million (the nice and the not-so-nice)

For most of us, life’s happenings are beyond reason
And as such we discover the well-watered and drought ridden all in the same season
Making the self a victim of internal criticism and external realism
Full of contradictions

Connate values and inherent beliefs to justify societal standing
Tenets adopted with no intrinsic understanding of Agrippa’s trilemma
Resulting in millennium prize problems worth more than a million

So why wonder why when it’s been clear from the beginning
Take action, experience fresh feelings and end the turmoil within
Shape your own definition of freedom of thought and expression
The most potent impetus for new creations
And the tool for interpreting life’s constitution
In order to make sense of virtue and vice
The nice and the not-so-nice


Making the Most

In the omnibus will be your magnus opus
So why not carry out your life’s work and grand vision with devotion and focus
While still having reasonable expectations
Since the path to creating impact
Is often unmarked with no clear directions
And simply can’t be navigated using a compass
As many factors will ultimately determine the end result
Whether oblivion or Mount Olympus


Art Affair

Success doesn’t come quick but play fair
And always create from the heart
Because art, like satisfaction, is a personal affair

You’ll find no reason to quit if you don’t compare
Because contentment is a place all can arrive at
The only difference is how we get there


Sir Squillionaire’s Spondulix Sermons

Be the vendor of record
By all means and right methods

Work hard
Go all in and use your best efforts

Time is a premium no one can afford
So get off your phone and create a real lifelog and thought register of ideas and goals

Try to remember everywhere like the Swarm app millennials
Without life caching on social media and allowing big data to swallow your soul

Worry not who said what, when and why they hold this or that thought
Do that and the battle for originality you’ve already half won

Never pity the dead or envy the living – it’s unnatural
And don’t fill your mind with fear lest despair becomes your setting by default

Seek genuine laughter and let your motives be clear, at least to self, if not to all
For company bound by guilty pleasures and schadenfreude you must try to avoid

Until the next sermon
Peace to all