arbitrary intelligence

tungsten filaments radiate an orange heat bouncing off selectively reflective surfaces
stimulating the nerve endings at the back of my eyes and i feel like i see
there is so much more that i am missing right now
so much stimuli gone undetected by my specialized sensual circuits

greedily, i want to absorb more, wisely, i understand that my mind can't handle, all at once,
the tiny stream of information my body is capable of collecting

sometimes i catch myself feeling smart, and then i remember
that my consciousness holds as much of the essence of the universe
as a teaspoon could draw from niagara
that's why when i went there
i threw my teaspoon into the falls
and wished i'd brought a camera

digging upwards

take a deep breath. hold onto it. beautiful isn't it? astronomy is an uncomfortable subject for the agoraphobic.
let it go because holding on for too long becomes counterproductive.
with solid rock beneath my feet and nothing but limitless space above my head there is nowhere to go but up.
i can't figure out where i am in the universe until i figure out where the universe ends.
the middle of nowhere is plenty more precise a position than i am privileged to understand.
no matter how deep a hole i dig for myself, i feel comfort knowing that if i just keep digging long enough,
eventually i'll be digging upwards and tomorrow will soon be yesterday.
time to stretch.

life is deadly

be here with me. i need you.
i just found out that life is deadly.
beauty is catching the eye of the right beholder so
let's be frank and let frank be someone else for a while...
wow, frank is incredibly far-sighted.
i can't see worth a damn two feet in front of my face but
the far side of the horizon is visible in sharp detail.
maybe sleep is a mechanism designed to protect us from
too much happiness or too much misery contiguously.