叶都枯了。

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random musings 20161207

i’m not even serious half the time;
and i seldom seriously fool around.
“just because i feel like it,”
grows more and more a hateful sound.

personality quizzes tend to ask if the quiz-taker favours justice or mercy, as if they belong on opposite sides.

why?

i think of mercy as a higher value,

but that does not mean i hold no regard for justice

(in fact, my aspiration for justice essentially decided my vocation).

justice and mercy are not mutually exclusive.

it is only when justice is meted out that mercy has any application at all.

when the greatest act of kindness you can offer is to tell someone to

“lose hope.”

do all who walk eventually run?

do all who walk eventually run?

how shall i know if i run, or if i merely walk?
what is running?
how does it look like, what would i look like?
and if i ask, does it mean that i do not run?
for those with eyes on the wreath,
this would seem like the silliest question
(but still, take heed lest you fall).
but for us who are less athletic and more ordinary,
how do we know, what shall we do?
and if the exhortation is simply, ‘run, you fools, run!’
does it mean that there is no room for simple folk,
or do all who walk eventually run?
in such a way that the struggles of our youth grow obsolete,
in such a way that we will never need to ask?

Coup d’état

the first time; a trigger – the flashpoint.
the second time; affirmation – the declaration of war.
arrogance slew innocence,
and every subsequent time a bloody battle.
the smell of iron fills the air; the rivers are dyed red.
a war i have no chance of losing,
yet everyday i am defeated.
how am i to go back to how things were?
how am i to move forward to how things should be?


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