Why the Desire For Nonsense Exists (verse)

in a world that is curled,
by an unfurled span,
attached to new castles,
an unshy mass
that litters the ground,
even Ms. Mitchell groaned,
that it doesn't make cents,
worth copper's weight by the pound.

Nothing here rhymes,
so what's there to do,
You don't have a clue,
so why should I try,
Then I realize I'm
not, push onward again,
commenting on my version.
My version of the pestiferousness of pestilence,
The pretentiousness of polyethylene.
The patience of impatience,
as it watches
with a mad glint
in its eye.

What happened?
This.
But before I?
That.
So?
put down the pain, writing's turgid and flat.
Words from me: unhand that tone; words
from thee are not condoned.

So glad for a present,
not tainted by the future,
So glad to be away,
from a glintingly painful past.

The hogwash I spout,
has depth meaning and texture,
though I fear often that
rhyming behaves as my censure,
and for poetry's sake maybe I'll put my hair in a tonsure,
or head to the east,
training to be a fencer.

(I do look forward to a space not governed by rhyme,
where Dr. Seuss and William Blake evade my mind,
and the pugilist is left with digested literary rinds.)

I Saw It, so I Said It: Ads and Observations

So, after finally managing to navigate the oblivion of the blogosphere and carve out a blog, I thought I’d next write down something about my user logo. I’m not sure what it appears to be. In some sections I’m called TStans and my picture is a vast cluster of stars. In other versions, I’ve seen my user name presented as Tristan, and the image consists of part of the SmartCentre logo. SmartCentre is a plaza development plan that joins together a number of large corporations including the likes of Walmart and Canadian Tire, among many others. The logo itself consists of three emperor penguins, presumably a family, as they wave either hello or goodbye and aptly clasp their luggage. These creatures, while being endangered, mind you, are bound to struggle with increasing Antarctic temperatures. It just seems… off… ethically speaking, allowing this image to champion the identity of a company set to continue increasing climate temperatures in no uncertain terms. So, I made it my logo when I started an account here. But not the whole SmartCentre logo, just the very middle, so it said (artCe). It was art! See?
And besides this one example of environmentally awkward advertising, I remembered the bees. And how honey bees are declining in oddly fast numbers in the Northern Hemisphere. This Guelph Ontarion article succinctly covers the facts, one of the most important being that bees are responsible for pollinating one third of the food that we are used to eating. The whole issue, which came to my attention three summers ago, seems to link oddly well to the image associated with Honey Nut Cheerios, the cereal! Reaching, I know, but, as “Cheerio” is a statement meant to colloquially denote a goodbye, couldn't the phrase “Honey Nut Cheerios” be reiterated to mean, “Goodbye nuts, honey, and bees”?! Also, nuts are one of the food items that we rely on bees to pollinate for us.
Well, these two examples might be decidedly meager, especially the second one, but I know that more examples exist out there. Hopefully by pointing out these two, I will increase my own resolve to find more. If anyone knows of any bizarrely ironic advertising with an environmental double-entendre, share it with someone, and I do hope I get to see it.

Ideology and the Vagueness of Blogging: Ide-blogogy

Since so much blogging is afoot these days, I find it prudent that I get with the times and contribute some textual content to the mass of 1s and 0s we’ve all come to know so well in recent years, the Internet. The content mostly tackles an individual’s interactions with the universe, reacting frequently to art and various politics while attempting to sculpt or perhaps build upon a type of known, personal ideology.
It is the belief of this blogger that ideology is not so devious an entity as it is so frequently made out to be, though its manipulation at the hands of various media outlets poses ideology as a free entity ripe for the profitous pillaging. On its own, ideology belongs to the individual, is his or her “own”, and it may be observed and analyzed as often as is the desire of said individual.
I believe it was Socrates who once said that “the unexamined life is itself not worth living.” Food for thought, certainly, but what this Classic Greek aphorism fails to acknowledge is the infallible pleasure to be found in moderate exercises of the mind and body, relishing in the presence of an unaccommodated conscience; “living” in the most physical and tangible sense.
Yes, while it is our bliss as humans to treasure the moment, to encapsulate time and indulge in the art of others, it is also perhaps our responsibility to seek connection with our proximal environment and to share time challenging ourselves. What I hope to find in the midst of this tangled circular discussion is a balance, a balance in lifestyle, in meaning, in blog, that balances both the individual’s responsibility to combat the “obviousness” of ideology as Althusser would have it known, shifting and redefining to refresh one’s world perspective while at the same time grasping comfortably the reigns of a life not merely bent on existential definition, but also on laughter! And merriment! And poetry! And somewhere in the muddle, those two cherished realms of life, perhaps identified by Roland Barthes as “plaisir” (pleasure) and “jouissance” (bliss), may touch. In the mean time, I would merely acknowledge my aim to serve both ideas equally.