Time Machine

We begin at twelve, in the the library,
Where I ask me to remember me
So that later, we can pick up my fifth grade dreams of solo sailing the sea

Then, at twenty-two, on the beach
I’d tell me not to forget my inner security
Which I am fated to externalize and lose twice more
For it was never instilled in me

Until now, returning to thirty three
Where I tell myself I am equally free,
To pursue beauty,
Knowing I am still me
And will always be

Do You Believe in Yourself

I feel there is a pervasive unconscious intelligence guiding everything

Making painful due sacrifices,
As in loves lost, and the pain that programs us

I have been given space,
I am alone as to why

Bruce Lee said it,
Actions, not words

Time tells
And the all in all serves something…

Why we are here
I have my techno-spiritual philosophies

And I can seek liberation –
But not from my will

“A man can do as he wills, but not will as he wills.”

We can follow our will,
Obeying our self-guidance-systems

But we cannot direct it:
It directs us

For, we are not merely computers;
We are specific programs…

Our hardware is our software
But there’s more than determinism –

Although Spinoza was correct,
Nature is god:

Genetics are just parameters, code:
We each have to fulfill our own

But the question is,
Will you believe in it?

So, do you believe in yourself?

So then: do You; believe in yourself.

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“Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson