Fresh start

Fresh start

If I may be as bold as
Assuming superposition
It’s another skin to shed
Another face to erase

What was once subterfuge
Is now a case of encounter
With means to bear this out
So, like stepping off the ice

Spin through two rotations
Change among worlds
Reattribute landmarks past
Designate latent change

Turn around again blank
Imprint every circuit fresh
If we may be so bold
As to redefine essence

Look on, reason back

Look on, reason back

Having undertaken an upward spiral
And escaped ontological gravity
I float freely from frame to frame
In the here-now, for example
Plotting my next displacement
Across many worlds branching
I implant my next step-sense
Unknowing inevitable events
Lying light-speeds away
Yet acting non-locally
Opposing equal forces exerting
Redeeming humanity causally

Stumbling onwards

Stumbling onwards

Nostalgia-pain is due, but
Having hosted revenge-hate
I feel surprise-relieved
At change’s buoyant state

Deep breathing and plyometrics
Aid this process from slipping
Into self-harming and despair
As enlightenment encroaches

As a final blow is due
The graceful coup de grâce
Is but a second milestone
Making today a fulcrum

A pivot to the future
Amid echoes from the past
Reminding me of failure
In its multitudinous forms.

Emerging fearless

Emerging fearless

Bridges have been burned
And precious does it feel
No going back here-now
Boding well for the future

Fears are quashed by waves
In the loud light of day
And gravity’s grip releases
Upon first due notice

The pre-emptive attempt
To unravel knots of confusion
Use words to explain why
A feeling rarely occurs

Just spot that chance
Spark a chain reaction
A complex of procedures
Inherently harmonising

Avoiding the worst
Establishing contingencies
Keeping life on pathways
Amid the shifting of sands

We stop digging down
Place a mask on reality
Begin proceeding to progress
Nodding reverently to error

Mistakes induce it
Practice annuls it
Determination impairs it
And the list goes on.

Whims too

Whims too

Two more threats to come
Broad lines of association
Contributing to understanding
Of the manipulation of facts

Explanations to mysteries
Revealed as coverings up
And then, worst of all,
Reaching into the past

Changing yet more facts
In an instant, why not, and
Foreseeably irreversible
I.e., lies in the past

No wonder we’re tense
Pointing to today
Illuminating possibilities
Ignorant of the future

And the changes it will bring
To our mental states
As the grip tightens
And entropy guts our lives

Reciprocally we tribalise
Incarcerate Prometheus
Hoard data defensively
Encrypt our intentions