Ode to Mine Blocker
oh blocker of me
what wrath hath mine words
encumbered upon thee
that mine presence should render
invalid thy glee
was it chiding thy stories
as cheap gilded pee
or razzing thy poems
with wow golly gee
oh blocker of me
regardless thy cause
henceforth thou art free
to post AI scat which
i shan't ever see
now harness thy tech
thou most wretched wannabe
12/9/2024
Session With God
Seriously? You want to know my user experience with life? My answers to sixty multiple choice questions? On a seven point scale, was life annoying versus enjoyable? Complicated versus easy?
And you say you're really a programmer? And we're living in a computer simulation? Why couldn't you have let us know that? Do you like driving folks insane? Shit!
Huh? Things you got right? Yeah, a few come to mind... Rambunctious puppies. Homegrown tomatoes. And Schubert's music, moonlight through branches, the transcendent feeling of being in love...
Did those things make life worthwhile?
Worthwhile?! Well... Yeah... I suppose they did.
Give and Take in Old Japan
After the rice harvest, Daikan the tax collector came, taking more than was due, leaving little for the peasants, while he himself spent the spoils on drink and game.
When Hiroaki, a lone samurai passing through the village, learned of the injustice, he drew his sword with his right hand, and, as it swung high, gripped the handle with his left hand too, tracing an arc as the blade swung low, cutting Daikan from his left shoulder, diagonally, to his right hip.
As Daikan's halves fell in opposite directions, the village erupted in applause. Hiroaki was celebrated as a hero.