Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Right and Wrong

1984 was a commentary about us
The system is irrelevant; problems are created by people
Such a modern question to have no answer
How much should the state know?
There is very little that it can know

If we listened to the German Chancellor's cell phone so long what did we gain?
This slowed me down as no one seems to ask that question
Someone had a briefing well prepared and had to do no work
One of the ways we create value
What did all those spies in Germany do when they got it direct

Only a few fair questions I can find
Witness testimony has a bad track record in research last couple decades
Yet we are confident in our technology
There are still people in these equations
We have only added variables not removed any

 1984 terabytes fool many to believe that resolution is but round the corner
This is obsession and solution is here now
Did we not help the Greeks because we knew the Germans would?
Did we not sign Kyoto because we knew Germans would?
Well then good for us; I can see no other advantages taken

The west has always burned their bridges upon their return from Germany
Hope and resolution

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Big words

I never had use for big words before anymore
I shared there and their anguish
Literature developed my empathy

Well not much use for big words
I never hardly write them still do sometimes read then
But not with the same eyes or the same anything

Found a new use for them today
Teaching children with what some call behaviour problems in their history is no indication of future difficulties
There isn't much resources available

Not for anyone really
Just the way we are made
Scarcity is in our soul not in environment

When I teach difficult rooms
I throw around big words like they belong there
A child giving you trouble will not ask their meaning
But their mind will

We have the limited resources finite amazing
We don't multi task well
That second they wonder they forget for a second why they never ask for help

Friday, November 1, 2013

We are all ugly

The way we were made
Never asked

I don't write as much when I'm happy
It is good that life is full of trouble

Never asked for always given
We all have this beauty