I’ve done it again,
gone fucked it up
before we’ve even
begun.
So I inhale,
and focus on a
minute detail in what
I’m creating,
this appearance as
a quite unsymmetrical
waveform,
suddenly
too prominent across
the scope, hence
a moment’s thought I’ll
take prior to
continuing—
and yet again,
why must I always
go
to the pope?
Not every moment in thought
is worth pursuing.
And yet I revisit it
again,
simultaneously abolishing
the clausal couplet rule,
before
a pattern can be made,
which is most certainly nothing
I just made up
as we go. 😅
Now let’s explore in this style
for which no one
will go—
they once called me
a bad mountain guide
for similar
reasons.
Everything must
now further connect
in some way. i.e. I’ve deleted well over
two
thousand hours
of voice recordings of late,
captured since 2018.
How they wandered.
This has been nice.
I need to
sleep.
Sincerely,
G
As of November 27th ,2025 @ 23:06 (EST)— ‘Unabridged Poetry’ has been renamed to ‘Variable Poetic Whiles’.
Is this in line with the great corporate rebrandings of today?
Google once said ‘Don’t be evil’. In Canada, everyone once knew ‘Always Fresh, Always Tim Hortons'.
Well, Google’s parent company, Alphabet Inc., now uses the motto ‘Do the right thing’. And Tim Hortons is on to ‘Always yours.’ Which might hint I’m much worse than them, at heart.
Yes.
Or am I?
There’s an ancient debate concerning whether good and evil are 1:1 with right and wrong. How DOES Google’s own ‘Oxford Languages’ define what’s right anyway?
So, it has to be morally good, justified, or acceptable.
Those are three very different things. At least two of them are subjective. ‘Justified’ is the scariest one, depending on one’s priorities.
And or?
Oh my—
And Tim Hortons has good chili, is all I know.
In any case
an update log could be useful. An accurate recollection of all edits made post-publishing.
I’d also rather not.
This decision will be revisited upon waking up.
Sincerely,
G
P.S. I believe the italics in my signature are meant to convey pain, while still being rather joyous…




I think the example sums it up pretty well. “I hope we’re doing the right thing.” I saw a video recently that indicated Tasmanian devils have moral judgment of some sort. I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately.