Trav's Thoughts

I came home sick from work at noon today. I was fine early, but I went to stand up and grab something from the printer and the room spun - I almost went face first into a file cabinet. That can't be right!!

I'm feeling better now - I thought I was going to be fighting a major migraine. I don't usually get dizzy and I have no idea what happened. No inner ear pain or shortness of breath. I'm still coherent - well at least as much as I normally am. Heehee.

So I napped all afternoon and I'm feeling better physically. Mentally, however, I've been thinking a lot about change. I'm adjusting to some big time changes these days - maybe I'll go into them at another time.

For now, I'd like to share another poem I wrote in 1992. Get this - it started with an obscenity I yelled at some idiot. It was a colorful turn of phrase and I wrote it down as soon as I could. Then I started playing with other descriptive language around the original phrase, and suddenly I tapped into something completely unexpected.


Despair to Evolve

Disparaging
Where hides sense and logic on a crystal blue morn
Fluttered away in the autumn mist forever and utterly shorn

Ranting
How measure courtesy blocked and passed from sight
Harried soul bereft of kindness bound forever to a sea of midnight

Raging
Who calls another simple does himself most harm and hurt
Ego lies while friendships die and blow away like fallow dirt

Screaming
What does a road save guide and direct a pointless trail
Marred and broken signs steal progress; we march on to no avail

Despairing
When can a thing end that is not yet begun
Dreams measured against reality barter life from songs unsung

Evolving
Why ponder useless questions if true knowledge is sparingly doled
To feed the lust of ages before all breath grows forever cold


I guess change is something that goes on around us all the time. We can't stop it and we can't control it. We can only determine our place within the change, and either minimize or maximize the effects. Will we make something better with the opportunities presented by entropy? Or will we let change overwhelm us and freeze us into inaction?

Hey - here's a funny. I just ran spell check and the program stopped on the word migraine. I guess the program wanted to make sure I hadn't meant to type Nigeria or macaroni. Such a thoughtful little spell check program!!