"There's not much doubt in any of our minds that no complete idea springs fully formed from our brow,
needing only a handshake and a signature on the contract to send it off into the world to make twenty-five billion dollars.
The germ of the idea grows slowly..." - Walt Kelly

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Why I could never be a philosopher

I haven't yet
scripted my entire life
to an ethereal soundtrack
reminiscent of something
the nature channel trademarked
to soundtrack the ocean.

I find nothing
in the sound of airplanes
other than the overly simple,
overarching principle
that sudden, very loud noises
make me uncomfortable.

I am no expert
on the state of the human condition
or the troubles we get ourselves into,
but it occurs to me that we should
install mirrors on our smartphones,
in case the weather apps fail.

Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Shad, Rose Garden