cummings and goings
my computer says
de-da -do-do-beep,beep.
beeep...........beeep.............beeep
Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwrndrobwll.....llantysiliogogogoch...
......LL...LL...LL...LL...LL...LL...LL...LL...LL...LL...LL
so,I’m through the invisible barrier,
i’m surfing the World-Wide-Web!
Well,not quite, as I’ve got to find
my navigator to explore,like Magellan,
the unknown shores in cyber-space
to find out who is @@@@@
another place,both real and unreal,
surreal,virtual,in their heads,
splashed out on a screen
without prejudice.
It looks,at times,
like a world-wide
conspiracy to promote
ee.cummings,with
its lower case chat in e-mail.
The Web is slick and sick,
quick and thick,
a computerised fit
for those who take a lift
on a world-wide shift.
In fact,its terrifying -
surfing the world’s brains,
digging and discovering
other people’s obsessions.
It drags you out and draws you in.
The spies must love it for what it tells them,
like examining your bookshelf,only better,
because it looks inside your brain
as you browse and surf the net,
like a runaway train.
But the powers-that-be really hate it -
this democratic environment,
this anarchic world brain
because they cannot control it,
so the question remains ...can we?
TIME
Today is the first day,
the last day of my life,
whatever my age.
But,if your destiny is Heaven,
just pray as if there is no today.
I always believe that
I'm in my prime.
I live in existentiality.
But,if you believe in God,
you can invest in sanctity,
without confronting reality.
If you want immortality,
give up reality for God
But,if you confront life,
its more difficult
and you forsake simplicity,
discover responsibility.
In fact,time is social,
a fudged,shared space.
We watch time pass,
as it measures our lives,
somewhere, in eternity.
as it synchronises society.
But,I believe that time is mine
and though I'm not divine,
I'll live this life
relishing it,
one day at a time,
dying all the time.
This moment I live.
Tomorrow I die.
Yesterday I was born
and today I know why -
I am a passing light,
flickering bright.
But,if I want to live
beyond all time,
I need to give,
and find true immortality,
if time will allow,
by writing this poem, now.