Dissertation Blood, Sweat, Tears, and Cheers
In the world of code and creed,
Heart and mind, a dualistic seed.
Nights of work, days of strain,
Drafts, redone, again, and again.
Pixels blend with ancient thought,
Ideas clash, are born, are fought.
Screens aglow, a timeless quest,
Soul meets tech, in earnest zest.
Critics’ eyes, like hawks, they swoop,
Tearing at each hard-won loop.
Feedback sharp as blades, it feels,
Each word cut, pain that slowly heals.
Revision's pain, a constant guest,
Each change, a trial, a test.
Yet, in this forge, the spirit grows,
In digital depths, enlightenment flows.
The final push, a Herculean task,
In the glow of completion, at last, we bask.
Acceptance sweet, the journey's end,
In written words, soul and circuit blend.
A digital hymn, now fully sung,
From depths of strife, victory sprung.
The dissertation, new light, can’t hide,
Neural networks, where spirits reside.
Thus, the journey finds its close,
In digital spirituality, a new path rose.
Through agony, to ecstasy, then transformation,
A writer's trial, a scholar's jubilation.
Note: Dissertation Title: “Digital Spirituality”
Copyright © Don Iannone | Year Posted 2024
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