She cuddled up to him under the covers
Pulling her body along his to get warm
Outside the wind blew and the cold rain fell
Outside the chaos of jobs and bills demanded attention and yet…
None of that mattered. They were together in that moment
Focused on manufacturing
And maximizing profits
Creating parts and pieces for consumption
Then spitting them out into the hopefully accepting world
Ordering the chaos of creation into ridged steps
Reaching for peek throughput and yields
Yet that damn Murphy was always on the visitor’s list
The mathmagicians cast their spell of logic
Electrical and mechanical design engineers took that energy and gave it physical form
Constructing a simulacrum of silicon and glass
Handing it off to the whisperers of binary
Now they coded in the soul and function of the new beast
Ordering the chaos of all the possibilities of this new creation
Lifting it from an inanimate object
Obscuring the line between animated and animator
Giving the world a new fascination that
You can hold in your hand
Maybe you think you know what is going on
You think you have the solutions to life’s final exam
Still I wonder if the answer key has even been made yet
There seems so much chaos and disorder
Every time I turn around, I find that my current guess was not quite right
Really most of the time I was flat out wrong. It gets quite frustrating
Yet still every day I get up and try to solve my little corner of life’s …
Solid pieces of imagination
That are forced into reality through the writer’s skill and anxiety
Order forged out of the chaos of emotions
Released into the world to live or die upon the whims of readers
Yet likely the author will mourn either way
Copious clownfish crowded the reef
Organized chaos of shifting schooling patterns
Racing along the bright bony protrusions
As the sun lazily drifted down through the water
Lighting a piece of aquatic perfection
Down to my last chance, I offer a prayer to the lukewarm plastic cubes
I then release them to bound across the table, watching them unleash their chaos
Cartwheeling and spinning among all the possibilities and futures
Eventually coming to rest as tombstones on my luck’s grave
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Perceiving the world through the lens of the soul
Ordering the chaos while making order more chaotic
Everything is their purview, and yet they focus on the basic building blocks
Those are love, loss, hope, despair and the building blocks of humanity
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Clothing makes the man they say
Or in his case, they allowed him to blend in
So that the prey around him didn’t recognize predator in their midst
Though they would be nervous as if they could see through his disguise
Undercover he enjoyed taking his time
Meticulously picking his next victim
Enjoying the chaos he left in his wake
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Looking for something familiar, some landmark to rattle is memory
Order to placate the chaos inside his head
Still, no matter how much he looked, there was nothing
That was worse than any Hollywood boogeyman ever
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Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
of a son
Story world
SkEtChEs of my daily life through tiny words, artworks, quotes and snapshots--- capturing a moment in time.
Terveen's W.O.R.D.S and Writings And a little more
Honoring God every day.
reality
Relationships, Sex, and Love
Film poetry and musings
My personal journey through life...
The girl who aspires to weave her palm creases herself!❤
A safari to (re)discover Strasbourg
My Journey & Life Experiences
Writings from the heart.
Never Short On Words 