“The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.” ~ Blaise Pascal
How does your decision process work,
extracting clarity and a course of action from the murk?
I'm sure that, for you, it works out fine,
insofar as your methodology is different from mine.
I begin by pondering my choices,
but find inside my head there are two voices.
I scratch my head, and begin to reflect,
asking myself which is most morally correct.
When all is said and done,
which hurts others least, and which is best for number one?
What is the reward? What risk would be incurred?
What is the probability of the result that is preferred?
I make a list of cons and pros,
and assign weights to each of those,
and after hours, days, and weeks of pondering,
I'm still at a loss to solve my "quandering".
Then, I instantly do what I knew I'd do all along,
and find that my decision was all wrong.
Neverending steps standing firm;
I am found statured under the yellow sun;
Pleasantly violent blinded by the sight;
Of the solar event brilliant light;
Blaise brilliant burning planet;
Fire needed Light matters;
~
I shy away though I stand shining;
And if you were to ask why i'm beaming;
I stand ever tall not leaning;
Solid Ezra as a rock mountain gibraltar;
Blaze, brilliant soul fire;
Flame praising Light matters;
5/23/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
"Vegan"
The blaise of red
hits the butcher’s paper
like molten crayon
thick and clumpy
perhaps there's some
truth?
in that old
saying;
a watery grave
the write;
it’s child’s play.
all that said,
and done,
dead meat
inside a bellyfull
grows rancid
the mind turns
verdant woodland green
the write not cut
turns positively pure
let’s say
Vegan
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
"Are their heads off?"
shouted the Queen.
"Their heads are gone,
if it please you, your Majesty!"
Blaise Alexander Desgoffe&family
painting fame was theirs you see
Blaise becoming a 'Chevalier wwd'honneur'
with breakfast piece made quite a stir
. for public domain
( A salute to Greta Thunberg )
Children have but little wisdom
to guide us when to war.
Rarely show they seamen
their safest route to shore.
But like the heart has reason
of which great minds know naught, *
little hearts provide a compass
to guide the rule of thought.
". . . and a little child shall lead them," **
so sayeth Good Words of Gold.
Beware of what your child says,
but listen when the truth is told.
* "The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of... We know the truth not only by the reason, but by the heart." - Blaise Pascal
** Isaiah 11:6
NEW DAY
Its a new month, a June-day
Filled with tricks, full of games like May
Birds are chirping and it looks gay
The Sun so bright and it looks dream-full
Everyone looks beautiful,how wonderful
All thanks to God, am very Grateful
Plans set till its dark-out
G-eazy banging the speakers real hard
K.dot Pimping the butterflies real bad
Telling a story of Kanye
The life of Pablo
And am viewing it from the 6
Got my Drake-on
Oh Anti Rihana trynna make
A lemonade with Beyonce
Unfortunately Tiwa break
the jar, she deserves a standing Ovation
From Olamide, maybe a shakiti bobo
The day is set
And am gonna make it count
Baba Nla Imma be a Wiz-kid
I didn'T mean a wizard-kid
Harry Porter
Hey dude, get up and work
Instead of paying dem girls to twerk
Blaise
Blaise Pascal awaits his last call
beneath Saint Etienne-du-Mont's tall
columns and old rood screen. God's nature,
pray, ups the odds on his last wager.
She came home from school looking blaise
Calmly I asked, "How was your day?"
Silence followed with trembles from fright
With outstretched arms, I'd make it alright.
"Talk to me please.... I'll help if I can"
"Well mom, she said, I'm pregnant, again"
I spoke in that moment , "When is it due?"
"Around the holidays," and instantly knew.
There'd be Toys for Christmas, Santa Clause
Our family together and then we'd pause
To thank the Lord for his blessings above
Our house now a home filled with genuine love
So mothers out there whatever you do
Be kind of heart and help her get through
Keep saying "I love you" with glee in your eye
It will all work out as long as you try!
(this story is 28 years old and we love our boy)
***
Billy, Bobby, Blaise and Chris
otherwise known as 3BC.
None of us were ever good influences on the other
and got into mischief constantly.
Our friendship was strong. Our clique no one would ever cross,
but there came a time in our friendship when I had to tell them,
"I never liked you guys, now kindly get lost."
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