The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Arabian Proverb


"And lo, the beast looked upon the face of beauty. And beauty stayed his hand. And from that day forward, he was as one dead."


Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Speed Up

A dozen bright and golden sights.
A fearful walk through imagined frights.
A sound like that of a trumpet horn.
A burning thought nevermore unborn.

Why are books so dreadfully long?
Why are facts so frequently wrong?
A dozen answers spin around and around.
The truth of the matter is hard to be found.

Ears that listen and mouths that speak,
Windows that open and doors that creak.
Creepy creepers that slyly skulk,
And a whiny child in a wet, cold sulk.

Lost bits of remembered before,
Floating freely and lost evermore.
Slowly spin in deepest space.
Vanish away, leave no trace.

Finite is just another bad excuse,
Like having a war to break the truce.
Entropy swirls in an endless loop.
Like a giant, stupid, cosmic soup.

Duly noted, and neatly written down.
Now, please leave, smile or frown.
Delicate girl in a ruby spin
Lives lived on stuff in a tin.

Why not just spot a handsome deer,
And forget, for now, how to steer,
Take the knock with the bumper bar,
And say it was in the blind spot of the car?






Tuesday, May 24, 2011

I Gave My Love A Cherry, It Had No Point

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That's why I'm a Nihilist. Because even though I believe in the soul and God, I feel that no human brain or mind or aspect could ever enter the perfect kingdom of God, as we are inherently flawed and awful creatures. So your soul, once forgiven, might go to heaven, but you won't know or care about it. You'll be given a new body and a new mind.

It's all true. Why shouldn't I say it? Because its not "nice"? Because it's "depressing"?

I'll tell you why I shouldn't say it. Because it defies the exact purpose of our existence.

To Live. Without purpose we live anyway, without direction we live anyway. Without hope or happiness or sense or any reason beyond the stubborn, wonderful, idiotic and above all, utterly, utterly determined idea that we will one day come to the end of some kind of universal rope that will solve all our problems.

You've got to admire it. That kind of stupidity takes billions of years.




Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Meaning and Purpose.

To divorce an object of its meaning does not divorce it of it's purpose.

The purpose of an object is its only true meaning.

The purpose of my Swiss army knife is to be useful. It looks the way it should. It has a beauty to it, I suppose. But only really to me, because I find its beauty in it's function.
I find its meaning in its purpose.

To build a bomb of beautiful elegant shape, that is a very evil act.

The evil of the act is inherent. If there was true justice, then the meaning of all things would reflect their purpose.

Perhaps they do. Perhaps we are all to blind to see it.



Thursday, May 5, 2011

Expectations of Great Not Muchness.

By and large, people agree.
That we should live in harmony.
As long as, conditions apply, you live our way,
From the path of whatever, don't you stray.

I heard a new voice in my head today,
It said, "all you know is wrong".
I said, "We have room for you till Friday,
Just don't stay all that long."

I was bitten by a stinging bee,
Just below my favorite right knee
It stung a bit and then it stopped,
The sore grew, then it popped.

One day, my green eyes fell out of my head,
My brain pored out my pink nose,
They said, to my mum, 'Sorry lady, he's quite dead,
As things go it's just one of those.'

They buried me in a cardboard box,
In a shirt and a tie, and matching socks,
And for all of this, I didn't much notice, or care,
'Cause, being dead turns your troubles into thin air.

The worms ate up my pretty face,
And put my long hair all out if place,
My bones got cold and rotted away,
They wasn't much point for them to stay.

After a while the gravestone was hard to read,
But none of my friends were alive to feed the need,
So Joel was forgotten and turned into grass,
What did you expect, Joel, you silly arse?




Monday, May 2, 2011

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

I asked the devil why he was evil,
And I asked my hand what was two plus two.
And all I got for all my trouble
Was a headache and bowlful of stew.

So I Laughed laughed laughed,
And I did Craft craft craft,
The fine wooden shaft,
Of the arrow that pierced my heart.

Eyeball'd?
Piebald.
Called!
Mored.
Stalled,
Bored,
Fling,
Sting.

Fighting chances,
Sweet romances,
Games lost and then finally, desperately won,
And all the dumb things that happen under our sun,

Blee bloo blang blong.


Ha.


Hello, Goodbye

What is death like? Well, I imagine it's a lot like being born, but backwards.

Can you remember anything before you were born? A very rare few might conceivably remember being an embryo, but before that? Impossible.

Complicated things happen. Just because they are complicated, beautiful, and profoundly wonderfully ordered does not mean they have a point.





Nam Cigam

I had a dream that a man with black fingernails, a red scarf, and a silky top hat, shuffled my life into a deck of cards. Looming over me, fanned them out, asking me to pick a card. And on the card my life was reflected, shown in reverse, and shiny in its detail.

Well, it was my dream. It's supposed to be about me.