
Are we the flaw in
In the equation,
Or is the equation
The flaw in our minds?
Blast from the Past:
Life, the perennial
Aberration from the
Mathematical ideal
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

Are we the flaw in
In the equation,
Or is the equation
The flaw in our minds?
Blast from the Past:
Life, the perennial
Aberration from the
Mathematical ideal

An endless growth of
Pines, ferns, moss, and somehow
Many palm tree husks
A Posthumous Title: The temperate rain forest of New Zealand
Blast from the Past:
These forests of pillars
Now eroding stone in the
Summer wind and rain
(I wrote the first haiku above while on the road without enough internet access to post it day of, so I posted later when I internet.)

Cacophony of
Vocalizations. Hysteria
Is sky-high.
(I wrote this haiku while on the road without enough internet access to post it day of, so I posted later when I internet.)
Blast from the Past:
Oh crowd, pushing me
And pulling me to and fro,
To where do you lead?

Moments of potential
Become monuments to
Our dawning reality
(I wrote this haiku while on the road without enough internet access to post it day of, so I posted later when I internet.)
Blast from the past:
Nothing eases pain
But it’s moments that give hope
Be a good neighbor

The conscious mind wakes
To the potential dawning
Of reality
(I wrote this haiku while on the road without enough internet access to post it day of, so I posted later when I internet.)
Blast from the Past:
Hey, wakey wakey.
There’s eggs and bac-y. Well no,
But here’s a haiku.

Welcome and behold
The roots that weave us with those
Who built our present
Blast from the Past:
Processing choices
Made about me before I
Had even been born.
I am going to be traveling throughout the countryside until May 28th, 2025, so I will not have consistent internet access. Thus, I will be taking a break from posting my daily haikus. I plan to resume them once I get back. I will also not likely post my daily haikus. I will still write haikus everyday. I cannot but love writing these while traveling, but I will not usually have the internet to upload them here every day like I normally day. Once I get back, I hope to bulk upload all the haikus I wrote as I traveling. Thank you for your patience and support.

One, lone airplane
Flying over the ocean,
Taking me to new worlds
Blast from the Past:
This winding dirt road
What wonders I must go see
To explore the world

The ground caves beneath
Leaving us unable to tell
Where we had been
Might as well where to go now.
Our horizon has gone.
Blast from the Past:
Let your voice thunder
Out of the earth breaking up
The ground underneath

Hiking through the forest,
In search of a monkey.What’s that rustle in the bush?
Is that a monkey?
No, it’s a focused cat.What’s that swinging from the trees?
Is that a monkey?
No, it’s a scavenging crow.What’s that clamor?
Is it a monkey?
No, it’s gushing water.What’s that brown figure in the bush?
Is it a monkey?
No, it’s a rotting stump.Never did find any monkeys,
But in the search,
I discovered
A whole forest
Blast from the Past:
Great tree of the forest
Would stand unknown if it wasn’t
Named by cicadas

Liberate the earth.
Imprison the sky. I fall
To remain faithful
Blast from the Past:
To have faith is to
Live in the constant fear
That you will lose it.