Christmas DisquisitionChristmas DisquisitionAn evaluation of an especially eccentric time of year.Regardless of how or why you observe December 25th, this was written for you. While I do speak more pointedly to those that celebrate this day as a commemoration of the birth of Jesus Christ, I gladly extend my thoughts to those that do not. What follows are some of the feelings and convictions I've had throughout these last 11 months in regards to the Christmas/winter/holiday season.First, I feel we must address the entire "season" as a whole. Why do we spread the celebration out over an entire month, when Christ's birth took place over a much shorter period of time? While the commemoration of something so foundational to Christian belief systems could be expected to extend beyond one day, how did society arrive at a month-long celebration? Not only that, but why then is it limited to one month? Shouldn't the gratitude and jubilation shown during December echo into the rest of the year? Incidenta
PendulumsWhen pendulums stopThose who debated the swingDid not have the time
CreativityCreativity ≠ OriginalityThere is nothing new under the sun. How is it that we as humans constantly create new things, yet still refer back to old ideas, events, and situations that remind us of what we just came up with? When we see a new design, hear a new theory, or view a work of modern art, our brains naturally attempt to relate what it perceives to a previous experience. It does this in an attempt to grasp the unknown variables and define the entity based on a system of order that we subconsciously submit to and modify every day.To better understand and study creativity, one must first know the origin. Creativity, according to the Encyclopedia of Childrens Health, is: Creativity is the ability to think up and design new inventions, produce works of art, solve problems in new ways, or develop an idea based on an original, novel, or unconventional approach. (Encyclopedia of Childrens Health) If this is indeed the case, i
.Your absence stirs greypine needles; in the cityit begins to rain.
Digital SeaSignals tie us allYet some are solitaryFloating lost at sea
Fallterminalmy grandmother, crumblingleaves
Katuatagoing out with herwas like World War One, exceptit was over by Christmas
for Stephenblackened jack boots grinding to dust cherry blossoms The Holocaust still burying the innocent
At the Turn of the Year澄んだ空碧い湖深みけりsunda sora aoi mizuumi fukami kericlear skydeepensthe blue lake.日から日へ相対論の年終わるhi kara hi e soutairon no toshi owaruday after day about the theory of Relativity,a year approaches its end.バス停やどんどん廻る腕時計basu tei ya dondon mawaｒu udedokeithe bus stop-wrist watch whirls in a haste人形のつやをかぶせるほこりかなningyou no tsuya wo kabuseru hokori kanacovering the gloss on the doll-dust.obscuring the glory of a puppet-empty praises.掃除機で埃も猫も駆けにけりsoujiki de hokori mo neko mo kake ni kerithe vacuum cleaner-chased away the dust
The Meaning (Haiku)What is the meaningOf this sad life that I liveI hope to find out...Author: J.C. Solis
It's okay to be differentFitting in's a trap:they put you inside the box,and then close the lid.
Behind the EyepatchBehind the Eyepatch:A simple eyepatchWorn to hide deformityBecomes its symbol-Chen Yuan Wen, 30th May 2012
BallerinaThough her statue sat,Poised and pretty on the shelf,It broke in my hand.