I am taunted by my smug blue dictionary every day
she cajoles and teases me until I give in, allowing her way
her ready whispers and suggestions, give me rich new words
she happily spits out adjectives and curly enticing verbs
new information taps out a tune on my head
I read six more pages before I retire to bed.
I wake up in the morning and reach out for her
Like an eager kitty, she gives me a bit of a purr.
flexibility is my super power
I am a willing changeling
eager to hear other’s ideas
and often embrace them
I am perpetually learning new things
readily incorporating new knowledge into my schemata
of course, this new information must fit into my main norms
be helpful, kind, fair, and trustworthy
If the new ideas do not fit into these categories
you will not see my super power
I am only flexible to a certain degree
It’s time to put forth some new information
to shatter the myth of small primate intimidation
I’m done scurrying from one alley to another
just to scrounge some rancid cheese for my brothers
So, from now on it’s full bore galore
Me and my friends are hittin’ up every dairy store
I distract ‘em in front with my Mighty Mouse routine
While my comrades sneak out the back with limburger unseen
And next month, we invade Madison Cheese Garden
(I’ll be the one with a butcher knife and hard-hat-on)
I love Playing video games all day
But I have to go to school
I love drinking soda
But it ruins my teeth
I love spending time with my family
But they talk about things I don't know about
I love eating food
But i have to watch what I eat
I love sleeping in
But I have work
I love going to math class
But then I have other classes
I love learning new information
But I hate reading
I love talking to my friends
But my social battery drains
Unconscious bias, an interesting subject indeed.
While I would never be biased, allow me to proceed.
Bias is experienced by dummies, crazies, and kooks.
Not something that would apply to someone with my good looks.
When you give me new information, I just throw it out.
I know what I need to know. The rest I can do without.
But I'm open-minded, to your idea I'll attach
merit, if, to what I already believe, it's a match.
I do not like to bother myself with data and stuff.
I already know most everything. Isn't that enough?
Did I hear someone rudely interrupting? Was that you?
I'll kindly ignore it and continue to tell you what's true.
It's so wonderful that all of us in this great nation,
like me, have achieved such enlightened civilization.
No sir, not one of us suffers from delusions.
Unconscious bias never results in illusions.
Yet, why is it that I reach the dreadful conclusions
that political debates will lead to contusions,
and there will be a rise in demand for transfusions?
No wonder I live in seclusion.
However old we get…
wherever we may go
may we be blessed with the humility to admit…
There are things we do not know!
Because the only way new information
into our life will flow…
is when we are wise enough to admit
There are things we do not know.
we are fractured
in a way that seems
irredeemable.
there's no super glue
to mend
a broken relationship.
no splint, no cast, no medication
to fuse us back together
as we once were.
a fragile china cup
dropped from a great height
and shattering into
a million tiny pieces.
an old shelf,
so weighed down by years of
new information and
changing interests,
that the wood has splintered
and worn apart.
we are fractured
in a way that seems
irredeemable,
but even the most
shattered
damaged
broken
can be repaired
Twee is new to our school, unhappy with her mother for moving her.
She is in first grade; it is the middle of January.
Her teacher stated how angry she is.
I picked her up for a talk.
She saw my sand and asked if she could play.
While she created sand creatures, she told me about her life.
I teased her a bit, and she had a sweet smile.
Twee told me that she has a new hover board.
She got it for Christmas – a rainbow monster hover board.
I asked her how high it went off the ground.
She said it did not leave the ground; this was new information.
She told me that Slenderman used to scare her.
He lived in her closet.
He did not come to the new house.
Twee informed me that she can speak bird.
She made bird noises.
I told her that I speak dog. I barked.
She shook her head “no”.
Then she told me “I make U-tube videos”.
I asked, “For your grandma?”
She said “No, for everybody.”
I asked her how she did it and she took me through it step by step.
If she is a typical seven-year-old, we are really getting high tech now!
I am a self-confident sort of person
Very aware of what I know for sure,
A strong proponent of truth-telling
Separating out the obvious manure.
Considering various points of view
Trying to arrive at fair conclusions,
I am willing to debate with anyone
Oft coming away with contusions.
I really don’t care for know-it-alls
Who think they have all the answers,
Contradicting to foment an argument
To me, they’re like noisy cancers.
I’ve learned it is better to listen
And learn from those who know
Than to speak up and be wrong,
And let my gross ignorance show.
If I’m quiet, I’m listening to you
I’m interested in the facts you lay out,
And I’m soaking up new information
So, the next time I’ll have my spout.
Written October 7, 2022
Hard to tell with the movies these days
What's real and really what's not
It's totally amazing what they now can do
Yesteryear it was always the plot
For old guys like me it's hard keeping up
Changes are happening so rapidly
Thankfully though, my guru-like son
Helps me and quite happily
My brain's used to suck up new information
With the power of a Hoover vacuum
Now I need strength and intestinal fortitude
Just for my trips to the bathroom
Where is it leading, technology I mean
Electricity will be driving our cars
Gasoline will soon be a thing of the past
We'll make regular trips to Mars
Really kinda happy I won't be around
My old fashioned brain might explode
Pretty damn sure my out of date cranium
Eventually will read “overload”
What if
Matter whether or not
You think you choose to digest the
Red Pill
Or
Blue Pill
1 and only 1
Constant common thread
remains in tact
Somewhere hidden flowing
deep inside the main frame
An encrypted Code does exist
Beyond the many Firewalls
protecting it
Supplementing the Matrix
That could bring it to it's knee's
And so expose the endless litany
of lie's used to subjugate the masses
into willing servitude
And we're to awaken enlightened
to so much fresh new information
racing through your brain
You we're barely able to recollect
something as trivial as the simple
necessity of how important it is
to breathe
And that all this information your
brain is now trying to process
May possibly even kill you or turn
your brain to mush
And leave you in a vegetative
incapacitated state
Like you we're initially before
Only difference is that this may
be a far bitter pill to swallow
Being it's a toxic deadly mix of
1 part Red and other half Blue
And the side effects leave you in
a permanent comatose state
of mind
To suffer the consequences of
whilst in purgatory
having missed
the sunday sermon
barring nature
from self-organizing
believed to be a sin
against the law of entropy
unstable air mixes
bitter cold with warm
moist masses collide with dry
forming in the closet of night
and breach of day
an ephemeral sign
forming a why
where heaven never shows
and no Word appears
but a humble messenger
without trumpet or salutation
now descending
in silence drawn
by mass of earth
From chaos
order increases,
out of thin air
new information,
symmetry of design
by nature's hand,
bearing little weight
upon the sacred
edifice, but
challenging,
by yet one more
fell blow,
Darwinian
denial:
a crystal
of snow.
How little we know
How much we believe
truth ever changing in our mind
as new information arrives...and yet
minds can turn away from truths
emotion's hands are easy to follow
and sow doubt to cloud truths
we cling to our comfortable worlds of human folly
not understanding reality is always changing
life is always growing older
death is inevitable and brains are used more often to destroy
then create and build a flourishing environment
where does it leave us as we pass through life
oblivious to most things in creation
knowing only struggles in our own worldview
forgetting...we are only here once
as we waste precious time arguing over trivial matters
clinging on to strings wrapped around us
by our own small groups finding comfort from fear
in an unknown universe that gives life and takes life
without concern
where belief is more important than knowledge
easier to develop stories of eternal life
surrounded by winged creatures
than to stare into an abyss of reality
10/19/18
contest Brainstorm
One day a petulant pomegranate was racing around, hardly listening anymore tho the pips inside. But the pips inside were full and bursting with wisdom ready to impart upon other passing fruits and veg. But not meat. That was already dead really so no new information or education could be instructed. And it bounced and bounced and bounced like a little raging ball of energy. Impartiality impregnates improper introductory informative infer. And so the dust cart laughed. And laughed. Laughed so hard that the land was smothered in dust and flakes and water vapours poured from the eyes of a small white cherry bun.
And certainly the end format is the given fragrance.
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Z in quilts
I am in this emotional state of GLADNESS
Because i have grown.
I have grown so much and still have so
Much more to grow.
Who ever thinks that he has reached his growth limit really
Does not know the true situation of human existance and
UNDERSTANDING
We should all attempt to grow to our own individual
Capacities, and possibly beyond. Ok, there is a a CHRONIC INFLUX of knowledge
Which enthralls us all. Originating around the globe.
It is nearly insurmountable.
With gains and LOSES WE ARE PROS. We should know.
When we as humans, think that we have won.
I say "NO". We are in the MID DRIFT.
A different type of UNDERSTANDING.
We have ULTIMATELY discovered a new theme, a new
Encouragement and been seared by multiple ideologies.
There exist new information every time you BLINK,
You might have already missed a key component, but we have all
Been enhanced by the expanse .....of KNOWLEDGE.
We must put our ear to the DOOR.
NOW TELL ME WHAT IT TAKES TO BE A HUMAN BEING.
i'm GLAD BECAUSE I THINK I'M A HUMAN BEING.
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