Facebook/Life. Facebook Life.

Being your friend makes me special.

Hey everyone look how special I am.

Now I have a thousand friends so I must be even more special!

Hey everyone, look how extra special I am!

I got so many likes I must be right.

I only got three likes. My thought/idea/post/self must be rubbish.

Please do not disagree with my world view.

If you do you are some kind of idiot, megalomaniac and/or troll who should be ignored or banned from my page.

Oh. I do not agree with you therefore I am free to insult you. A lot.

Repeatedly.

Oh and now you are standing up for yourself so I must attack you in different ways, personally insult and remind you of past transgressions.

This is all online and in the name of free speech so I can say what the hell I like with no thought of the impact or consequences for they are all virtual.

I am just giving my opinion.

Oh. I may have said something wrong but of course I can justify it!

It's easy, I'll blame you and make out it's your fault.

Yes you. You're the one with the problem who can't take a joke.

And if I put a smiley face everyone will know I'm nice really.

Last Day

I love to watch the day
Evolve gently into night;
To see the final fires
As Earth slowly turns her face
From sun to moon.
Somewhere else it is dawn.
But here, orange brilliance flares,
Mingling effortlessly with inviting blues,
The paintbrush stroke of purple clouds,
The black of winter trees.
We can lament too soon too soon
This beauty passes,
Or rejoice as does the sky
On meeting stars:
Not shy of its promise to return with
Dawning gold,
It shines its full, glorious majesty,
Inspiring a world.

More Than Our Eyes

I need go nowhere to explore the universe.
It is right here in every cell,
Every atom,
Each one able to create new worlds
Or destroy a billion.
To turn inside
Is to discover and discover and discover.
This thought tightens my lips,
That thought twists my belly,
And this thought lets me breathe,
Opens my eyes,
Reminds me the sun still shines behind the clouds,
Let's me fall madly in love with rain -
The rain which keeps me under the duvet,
Looking out, looking in;
Bliss and sorrow rolling over and over,
Both as poignant and meaningless as each other.
Life unfolds and dies, unfolds and is born
In every moment, choice, reflection and understanding,
When we see with more than our eyes.

November Skies

Clouds shape a body of rain
Which mindless winds push on and on.
Swollen and growing, blown and falling,
Here and gone, they are here and gone,
Yet endless in their supply.
 
The man is afraid of a storm which ne'er comes,
Lives under cold grey cotton wool,
A head of hurts and hurricanes.
Can never quite manage his full potential
Yet endlessly he will try.
 
The woman she weaves a quilt of tears,
Lost in the losses now past.
No one can quite match her insights or love,
Her dreams and hopes ruined too fast,
So endlessly she will cry.
 
Nothing just sits with no judgement, observing,
While Something takes life for a ride.
We learn, we hope not to late, life is love,
And from it we choose whether to hide,
As endless, we're born and we die.