
Musical complaints
Becoming realities
A divine regret
Blast from the Past:
Standing in line
At life’s theater waiting for
Waiting for Godot
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Poems about philosophy

Musical complaints
Becoming realities
A divine regret
Blast from the Past:
Standing in line
At life’s theater waiting for
Waiting for Godot

To build something that
Outlives you, you must learn how
To change the wind’s course.To change the wind
Is just to spin new wind
Upon the wind pastWind is just what was
Its remnant waves cascading
To form what now isEverything is wind
Endlessly forming
Today’s piece is a haiku sonnet.
Blast from the Past:
The day I realize
I’m just chasing after wind
Is the day I’m free.

To build something that
Outlives you, you must learn how
To change the wind’s course.
Blast (or maybe breeze) from the Past:
All that will remain
Of my former self will be
The heralding wind

It is only when
Light engulfs you that you see
Your shadows within
Blast from the Past:
Always bursting through
The cracks of your perspective,
The light will shine through

It is only when
The world turns dark that you see
Your creepy crawlies
Blast from the Past:
Darkness—when our fears
Become interlocutors
And we must listen.

Such intricacies
In every human soul.
Who would murder that?
Blast from the Past:
Indifference to the
Suffering of fellow humans
Corrodes our souls.

Our souls are only the
Side we can see; regime
Of lost consciousness
Blast from the Past:
In the waiting room
For dental surgery.
What even is an
Experience
If you can’t remember it
Afterwards?
What is consciousness
Without memory?
As anesthesia
Dissipates
My questions away

Ballast of falseness
All action is projection
Instinctive duty
Blast from the Past:
What’d feel like to be
In a world that’s a projection
Of another?

Our planet is vast
I only want you to dream
I will go with you
Blast from the Past:
In this world of dust,
Every single speck is
A vast universe

Depths of a small truth
Universal destiny
The midland order
Blast from the Past:
What form should I take?
None of these do me justice
Shadows of my truth