Armed with anger, we come to believe that our wounded dignity is protected; lock ourselves in to keep the monsters out, all we see are targets to be rejected;
The demon whispers on our shoulders, “Where is justice?” “Where is your peace?” But anger never delivers on its promise, a fast cash deal, a momentary release;
When wounded, why hold onto the pain, unable to accept the simplest solution? Your life is too valuable to sacrifice at the altar of retribution;
True power lies in the ability to let go, to walk away from a pointless fight; outside is a world of possibilities before the coffin lid slams shut tight.
Written for the GloPoWriMo Day 2 prompt: Write a poem that directly addresses someone, and that includes a made-up word, an odd/unusual simile, a statement of “fact,” and something that seems out of place in time. Inspired by a piece of writing by David Elikwu.
Head to the wild realms of the unknown Let the ‘idea sex’ magic freely roam So from the chaos output is inevitable Fermenting percolation becomes treasurable
You are your own curator What does your archive say? Your most valued selections Will predict the game you play
May I copy to my scroll That to which you adhere? My library is starting bare And I need a new idea
Cross-reference the index Let’s build up our research Combine all our best thoughts And share for all to search
You are your own curator Garbage in makes garbage out Information overload Fills everything with doubt
Inspired by a David Elikwu newsletter 18th Apr 2025 – Shared with Poets and Storytellers United – this poem is tangentially connected with the theme of ‘youth has no age’.
The wise sage, somewhat cynical Knows what to say and when The optimist, still straight and clinical Is in trouble with words again
Yet when the time came to inspire The sage’s words fell short Because one’s dreams also require Revision to what has been taught
Maybe the fire inside was unseen So the sage had to be let go Not understanding what it would mean To be held back by what one would know
Inspired by a newsletter from Daivd Elikwu about the dangers of role models and my own experience I am currently revisiting from 2020 with my then role model, George.
2024-12-08
Today I’m feeling:
Positive and happy, though a little tired.
Health:
Physical: 7 Mental: 7
Today I’m grateful for:
Hangie successfully getting Amy home at 2.30 am this morning after a night out in the city.
The best thing about today was:
I got out to my room to play guitar at three different times today and I can see a little improvement. I also fiddled a little with Ableton, trying and failing to get it to do what I wanted. Need to find some tutorials.
What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?
As I’m helping Baipad save up some money to go for a health check, I wanted her to come with me to the hospital to get the information on exactly what she needs, and at the same time, the information I need, as I want to do the same thing too.
This afternoon, I dropped by and though she was reluctant to come because she hates interaction with strangers, I convinced her after she asked if Namhom could come too.
We went around the back way to avoid the highway and they both seemed fairly chirpy.
When we got there, I asked Baipad to ask the security guard for information, but unfortunately, he told us that they are only open Monday to Friday (which surprised me a little).
Oh well, never mind. When we got back, I asked Baipad to find the information online and she duly did.
Even though this was just a little thing today, it is the kind of thing that will boost her confidence in the future.
We were both happy to discover that the price is not as high as we were expecting.
Something I learned today?
I started reading Persepolis this morning and immediately wanted to learn more about the history of Iran.
Review your acts, Good and bad.
I rescued Piti when he dashed out of Utopua this morning.
Noey took this picture because this is her last day working at Utopia. She has exams next weekend before heading off to her internship but I will likely see her on those mornings as she’ll pick up coffee first.
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