Merry Lamb Shift

Entwined, en-twinned, dichotomy; We pull restlessly at the constraint The transitory being is emergent The transitory ripple, ever moving Particle and Antiparticle Star-crossed The Lamb shift A pulse An exchange Closed system Quantum computer Calculating in space-time Stack dump and reboot We’ve been here before you know

Childish Wisdom

If you have raised a child, eventually you reach that moment in which some wisdom that you know but, for whatever reason, have not truly permitted access, reaches you in their words. I had such a moment with my daughter last night and it turns out to have been quite timely. She said to me, “You need to stop giving your energy and bounty to those who will not restore it in you. You can’t keep it up; no one can, and no one should ever have to try.” This morning, sitting here in the aftermath of yet another proof, […]

Getting grumpy

I am beginning to get just a wee bit grumpy with the manner in which every good or enjoyable thing I attempt to accomplish winds up skittering off the damn road and landing in the weeds. Worst of all, there’s no “fault” or “blame” in it, so the frustration has nowhere to go and just sits here and stews and thickens until I feel like I am going to choke on it. I finally got tires and the damn shift lock module fixed on the car. Naturally, this means something has to immediately go wrong with it. I’ve got to […]

Inverse

There is no feeling quite as sad as the feeling that you know something that you wish you did not. No, actually, there is one that is sadder; having that feeling first.

Trajectory

Ever have something truly unexpected fly into the frame? It’s a rare thing here, but it happened today. Everything is a bit on the floundering side at the moment, as I weigh options and consider new trajectory; initial plays on both sides are complete, but the entire matter is little more than a question mark for the moment. Yes, I know, cryptic. Alas, by necessity. I promise, when details may be made public, I’ll do so. For now, it’s all wishful thinking and crossed fingers and a bit of wonder for curveballs thrown by life. Wowsah.

Triumphant

The moment of a life’s triumph is an interesting and somewhat nebulous thing. The word, “triumph”, is usually reserved for feats of obvious heroism; usually, it is a term placed upon a single act that, in the doing, neutralizes all that preceded it. It is not a term that one finds applied to every-day successes, or defeating phobias, or even winning large-scale sporting events (well, not often). This morning, I had a rare and precious gift, one that may not sound like such a thing upon the mere letters used to name it here. I had a two hour conversation […]

Friday Eve and Randomness

What a glorious looking day. A wee bit on the chill side, but sunny skies with big, puffy clouds that one could look at and imagine into many things. I am idling; mostly pondering where the boundaries are and if I perceive any gap between where I find them and where I think they should be. It proves an interesting thing to consider, as the immediate question that rises is of that “Why is this so critical?” sort. You ever have this happen? Half of your brain is asking and the other half is looking puzzled and trying to figure […]

puteulanus angelus

I am wrestling with an angel who only comes to earth every aeon. We speak in puzzles and try to understand one another. It is hard, but we are willing, so perhaps it works out in the end. Who is to say? Life is a mystery. I wait for his next sending, transformed into an ear and pointing at the sky, waiting for an angel with blue eyes to look my way and deign to speak. His bashful nature surprises me, but then, I suppose my bluntness surprises him. Obduco duos, concero, tripudio astrum quod luna voluntarius ut tripudio eternus […]