we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars

Saturday, 16 May 2009

Russian Dolls III

They sit
Quietly
Within one another,
As though the steppe were not wide enough
For them all to stand alone.

With that hollowness inside of them
I suppose it is natural
That they seek company in smaller versions of themselves.
Or perhaps
They are anchoring themselves
Lest the wind should sweep them away.

One day,
They might grow tired of one another
And separate a while
Only to find themselves
Spreading
Like the seeds
Of a silverberry tree.

Sunday, 18 January 2009

The Geek Test

http://www.innergeek.us/geek.html

IMPORTANT NOTICE

Just to be clear, I am NOT a "-trek", "Star Wars" or science fiction movie geek. I shower regularly. I do not know any programming languages. I've only read Lord of the Rings twice, have narrowed down the number of languages I want to learn to five and have completely given up all hope of creating my own. And I don't blog that often.

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I find it a bit annoying that this is mainly a computer geek test, yet this is not specified at all in the title or description. The shame.

I am 30% "geek", according to this test. I can't imagine why.

Although, when you think about it, geek tests aren't really necessary. Any one who even considers taking a geek test is, without doubt, geeky enough for us to be satisfied.
In fact, they're rather cruel. Imagine being enough of a nerd to look for a geek test, only to find out you're not even a geek, but completely devoid of a social category of which to call yourself a part. Perhaps the most noble among us are the dedicated non-geeks, who don't even get any credit.

Russian Dolls II

They sit
quietly
within one another,
as though the steppe were not wide enough
for them all to stand alone.

Perhaps
they have forgotten that they have wood, not flesh
hollowness instead of a heart
and are keeping each other warm.
Anchoring themselves
lest the wind should sweep them away.

One day
they might grow tired of one another,
and seperate a while
only to find themselves
spreading
like the seeds
of a silverberry tree.

Friday, 9 January 2009

"If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry."

Emily Dickinson

I've never read any Emily Dickinson.

-guilt-

I must go find some.

-excitement-