
I am born anew
In every tomorrow
Approaching promise
Blast from the Past:
If you press hard enough,
Things will shift,
Breaks will come
-Opportunity
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

I am born anew
In every tomorrow
Approaching promise
Blast from the Past:
If you press hard enough,
Things will shift,
Breaks will come
-Opportunity

Anyone who has
Never been perplexed will never
Become informed
Blast from the Past:
How I take simple
Questions and then making them
Now complicated

Flapping his mighty wings,
The caged eagle
Must be lonely
Blast from the Past:
Sitting on the train
Here among a crowd, we are
All in this alone

Instead of a daily haiku, today I decided to write two aphorisms:
Many things would be far more interesting to see consume the world than hate.
If the world must be consumed by hate, I’d like it to be a much more interesting hate than this.

Paint your daisies
Full of your philosophy.
Let its wisdom sprout.
Blast from the Past:
Move beyond these chains
Choose their illusion no more
Yearning is your key

This taste of fire is
Overwhelming, but there’s still
Saliva to scold
Blast from the past:
A line of barbed wire
Divides this world and the next:
A painful crossing
This image that you see above somehow encapsulates what I was trying to say with both haikus perfectly. To me, it shows the flourishes of tasting fire I write about in the first haiku and the barbed wire divide I discuss in the second one. You can find it here (https://unsplash.com/photos/an-abstract-painting-of-a-variety-of-colors-OJ2_Tl2TVG0)

Personal impacts
Are fleeting wrinkles like a
Ripple in water
Blast from the Past:
Removal from drive
Comes with the removal of
Want and connection

The wind winds the
Reed. Yet also the reed helps
Us to read the wind.
Blast from the Past:
Turning everything
Into itself to advance
‘Bout the world, the wind

An interesting point
To intrude yet
Intrigue your life with
Blast from the Past:
Why catch my brain to
Steady it? Let it roam free
To go where it goes.

I’d still haggle for
The price of an umbrella
After the rain stopped.
Blast from the Past:
Once you burn the wood,
The fire goes right out, so with
Cheating on others