The Great Mystery
Here is the great mystery:
My thirst is quenched
as much by my longing
to have it quenched
as it is by the waters that come.
Tell me, oh digger of the well,
which do I drink first?
February 20, 2010
There's A Lot Here For You
Dear Heart of the Matter Reader:
First of all, thank you so much for taking the time to read this blog. Without you, there would be no reason to do this -- so keep on logging on and spreading the word to your friends and family.
And second of all, there are a lot of postings that you probably haven't seen yet. If you have a few minutes (or a few hours or a few days) and want to dig deeper, click on any of the links below.February 18, 2010
Never Give Up
Fabulous new song by Geoff Bridgford.
"Never, never, never, never give up." -- Winston ChurchillFebruary 17, 2010
The Inner Technology February 16, 2010
He Tunes Me Like a Violin
He tunes me
like a violin,
in his movements,
silent as music
still to be played.
Alone in my room,
fingers twitching slightly,
for a bow
and a sign
from the maestro
when to begin.
February 12, 2010
Why am I
to greet me
as if I had
gotten off a plane
your beautiful soul
as if nothing else
in the world
SOS from Mexico!
If you are reading this, please help me. I need your help!
For the past eight days, I've been in Mexico, being deprogrammed. My captors are quite clever -- latino ninjas, I believe. They never show their faces. But they are definitely having an effect on me.
Two days ago, I completely lost my desire to log on to Facebook. I can't remember any of my passwords. Or the name of my insurance agent.
What in the world is happening to me?
And it's getting worse. Last night, after being fed some "fresh" guacomole, I found myself looking at the moon instead of my email.
Have you ever heard of such a thing? Is it reversible?
For a couple of days, I thought my shaky state of mind might be due to "something in the water," but then I remembered I've been drinking mostly margaritas and cervesa.
These deprogrammers are extremely accomplished. They stop at nothing. I don't know how they do it.
My ability to comprehend the basics of my life? Rapidly deteriorating. I have no idea how many hits my website got last week. I have no clue how the Knicks are doing. The sun is up. That I know. But the Dow? Beats me.
Please, help me!
Do you know anyone at the U.S. Consulate who can intercede? A website I might check out when no one is looking? Something! Anything! Please!
Wait... shhhh... can you hear it? There... off in the distance... church bells... many church bells ringing... Listen.February 03, 2010
There's too much