I must not online-shop.
Online shopping is the mind-killer.
Online shopping is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my compulsion to online-shop.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the compulsion to online-shop has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
Showing posts with label reinterpreted poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reinterpreted poems. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 11, 2025
The litany against fear from Dune, adapted to fit my situation
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Stopping by Blogs on a Lonely Evening
Whose blogs these are I think I know.
We've never met in real life, though;
No one will know I'm stopping here
To watch my dash fill up with posts.
You probably would think me weird
To stop doing my homework here
Between my midterms and finals
The darkest evening of the year.
My conscience gives my mind a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the hum
Of laptop fan and me, awake.
The Web is lovely, dark and deep.
But I have my grades to upkeep,
And months to go before I sleep,
And months to go before I sleep.
Apologies to Robert Frost.
We've never met in real life, though;
No one will know I'm stopping here
To watch my dash fill up with posts.
You probably would think me weird
To stop doing my homework here
Between my midterms and finals
The darkest evening of the year.
My conscience gives my mind a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the hum
Of laptop fan and me, awake.
The Web is lovely, dark and deep.
But I have my grades to upkeep,
And months to go before I sleep,
And months to go before I sleep.
Apologies to Robert Frost.
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