
On a motorbike
Flying down the mountain as
The fog covers us
Blast from the Past:
I look out to see
Mountains no one’s ever seen.
Time to start climbing
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

On a motorbike
Flying down the mountain as
The fog covers us
Blast from the Past:
I look out to see
Mountains no one’s ever seen.
Time to start climbing

New culture, the same
Old struggle to remain sane
In this crazy world
Blast from the Past:
Behind the walls
Of his culture yet taking
The whole system down.

Disguised flattery
Delusionally earnest
Disgustingly done
Blast from the Past:
Sickening theory
But reality is more
Sophisticated

When you truly look
Into someone’s eyes, you see
The child they once were
Blast from the Past:
It may take some time
Till you glimpse the inner child
Behind the tantrum
(This article I wrote describes the idea of looking at other adult’s inner child in more detail.)

I’m the void you shout
To, and all I do is dare
To ask questions back
Blast from the Past:
Dig even deeper
It continues to lie there
Even deeper still

In the gulf between
What we are and ought to be,
The satirist digs
Blast from the Past:
Satire reminds you
That your system’s an idol,
And that provokes you.

Where is
The breath of life
For these dry bones?
Blast from the Past:
Their story of me
Ends as my tale continues
Defining itself

Eating food with friends
On the side of the mountain
As the fog comes in
Blast from the Past:
Tonight we ponder
How we are cramped together
On this big planet

Violence:
The continued quest
To win the competition to
Become carbon first
Blast from the Past:
You cannot have both
Dialoguing with evil
Violence would be fine

How come humans can’t
Enjoy what we have without
Suffering for it
Blast from the Past:
Very few people
If they knew the harm they’d cause
Would still go do it