#142: The Gymnast
Friday • May 29th 2020 • 11:49:48 pm • 751B
Kerri Strug's Unforgettable Determination to Win Gymnastics Olympic Gold Magnificent Seven Gymnastics Team Recalls Olympic Glory 20 Years Later Gold Medalist Kerri Strug Embraces Life Defining Moment Kyla Ross 2012 Olympics Kyla Ross: Four Years Later All...
#141: All Of Us Or None
Friday • May 29th 2020 • 5:51:08 pm • 3KB
Our minds constantly construct boundaries, and constantly try to make us comfortable. But in an evolved world this works against us, it creates boundaries across which we hope to discharge pain. The source of the pain is poverty, poverty of mind and wallet...
#140: My Little Day
Thursday • May 28th 2020 • 9:19:47 pm • 518B
Today was my day of rest, and then I went jogging to run another test. I got really tired after my run, but I said "Not until I write my poem, will I be done." Earlier I wrote a little programs to make art overall it was a really good start. I woke up at...
#139: Loomings, from The Whale by Herman Melville
Wednesday • May 27th 2020 • 10:23:32 pm • 1KB
Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving...
#138: Uh Oh
Wednesday • May 27th 2020 • 8:59:04 pm • 739B3
I've been sitting here for half an hour, trying to conjure up my poetic power. But nothing seems to be coming out, I think I am going through a poetic drought. I guess this happens every once in a while, so it is not a reason not to smile. But I thought I...
#137: Tolerance of Negativity
Tuesday • May 26th 2020 • 6:10:52 pm • 3KB
Not Until This, Not Until That Don't let anybody push you around, If you allow negativity towards you for long enough, it will make you very ill. Tolerance of negativity will push you to cross lines, it will derail you the same way that lies derail liars....
#136: We Grow To No End
Monday • May 25th 2020 • 8:17:07 pm • 2KB
Philosophy, and her Daughters the Sciences, are a way to put ourselves to words, they are a means of storage, transfer, and communication. Philosophy is a thin outer layer of the Human Mind, of the Human Condition, of the Raw, Unleashed, Human...
#135: Holy Guacamole
Sunday • May 24th 2020 • 10:05:06 pm • 696B1
Watch The Jogging Video on YouTube Visit The Research Post that explains the program behind this little poem. I wrote a new workout program, Holy Molly, surely this will turn out to be another folly. It will make me jog fast like lightening, I think a lot...
#134: Consilio et Prudentia
Saturday • May 23rd 2020 • 5:08:49 pm • 6KB4
Universe created Evolution, Evolution created Consciousness, Consciousness created Humans, and Humans created Philosophy. The word Philosophy, comes from the greek Philosophia, it means Love of Wisdom. It comes from the time when Great Beings first begun...
#133: The Restorer
Friday • May 22nd 2020 • 11:01:34 pm • 840B
155-Year-Old CIVIL WAR ERA Rusty Axe Restoring the Weirdest Axe Ever Made Butchers HUGE AXE Restoration Rusted Axe Restoration Axe restoration and modification Chain Throwing Axe Old Rusty Hammer - Restoration and Customization INCREDIBLY killed heavy...
#132: Thin Invisible Walls
Friday • May 22nd 2020 • 5:36:47 pm • 9KB
Why does Philosophy seem so foggy, so unclear, and uncertain. Living above yourself, transcending your limits, puts you in a wiser state, more complex state, harder to understand state. I can't describe that directly, but I can describe it by subtle...
#131: Universe and You
Thursday • May 21st 2020 • 7:34:04 pm • 6KB
Nothing is what it looks like, because Human Beings, are not of the world of sequentially predictable machines. Human Beings emerged, out of infinitely increasing complexity, by rules of infinite accidents along lines of fuzzy principles. In a word, we are...
#130: Little Treasures in Our Hearts
Wednesday • May 20th 2020 • 11:22:12 pm • 1KB
With each little triumph, we add to our treasures, and it grows over time, it grows beyond measures. Sometimes, it all starts in loneliness, but it quickly fills up as it reaches silliness. And so, we carry our fancy treasure chest, we take it with us on...
#129: The Harmony of Growing Up
Monday • May 18th 2020 • 10:39:25 pm • 9KB
Well, from the first moment on, we are asked if we should live in harmony. We are still very young, barely know of the world. And already the question of harmony comes, and in harmony we learn, and thrive. Away from it, we'll be interrupted, and feel lost...
#128: Let Mother Nature Schedule Your Rest
Monday • May 18th 2020 • 9:40:09 pm • 690B1
It was a very rainy day, the sky was completely gray. I took a nap come afternoon, fell into my bed with a big swoon. I woke up rested, and ran to the door, but it only seemed to rain more. I resumed my endurance training a week back, It was a warm-up...
#127: None Who Wandered Were Lost
Sunday • May 17th 2020 • 9:32:16 pm • 4KB
We often think of consequences to mistakes, but consequence does not pick. So as long as we keep to our paths, all our actions cast changes ahead. In mistakes, lessons await, in good deeds, we find family. In great adventure, we'll find mountains, in great...
#126: Enlarging Your World
Saturday • May 16th 2020 • 7:23:17 pm • 1KB
We must make time, to enlarge our view, and in everything we do, we must first think things through. Above all, to thine own self be true, but also your own world, should fit like a good shoe. With each step you took your mind grew, with all new things,...
#125: The Backpacker
Saturday • May 16th 2020 • 12:01:27 am • 837B
Into the Wild: My Journey on the Appalachian Trail First Time Backpacker, Appalachian Trail My First Time Solo Backpacking, Eastern Sierra, Ansel Adams Wilderness I Tried To Backpack Alone And Make Zero Trash Women Backpack Overnight For The First Time...
#124: Epoch by Epoch
Friday • May 15th 2020 • 9:30:32 pm • 3KB
Like steps on a mountain, each epoch stands in support of the next, like the pages of a journal, together, they hold the sacred text. We learn, we may fail, or triumph, and the next epoch follows, but every new epoch grows from the one previous. We can't...
#123: Friday and I
Thursday • May 14th 2020 • 11:46:46 pm • 2KB1
Wherever I went, Friday magically followed, there always seem to have been a tree that was hollowed, And the moment I looked at food, he knew, dinner was going to be good. Wherever the Raccoons came out at night, Friday, was always there, my Fat Spirit...
#122: Whoop De Doo at Nordhouse Dunes
Wednesday • May 13th 2020 • 9:16:43 pm • 2KB
Some adventurers, wrestle bears. Others, runaway from their fathers. I, bemoan the lack of Wi-Fi. That is, until the night comes about, at which point all the wild creatures come out. I've heard stories of owls swooping down from the air, just to rip out...
#121: Riding The Trail
Tuesday • May 12th 2020 • 9:28:17 pm • 1KB2
I like riding around on my bicycle, but today I felt like an icicle. Just got back from this years first long ride, I feel cheerful and mighty satisfied. All the cute creatures are still there, and thankfully, still no signs of angry bear. Riding alone, I...
#120: Helping The World Really Learn
Monday • May 11th 2020 • 4:21:18 pm • 3KB
You can leave, you don't have to ask the Teacher, if they are not teaching you, they can only delay your education. If school is wasting your time, teaching you nothing, That is a crime, and if you stay; your foreshadowing. We have something now, my Dear...
#119: We Are Not Robots
Sunday • May 10th 2020 • 9:57:32 pm • 1KB
We are not robots, to be taught, we are humans powered by inventive and original thought. This is why life has no instruction book, if it did, it could only ever tell us where to look. For the sake of this poem, let us image that this book does, exist....