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Month: September 2025

Three parallel lives

I often feel like three parallel lives
Is what my heart desires
They would bring an end to relentless sighs
And my present quagmires!

I could be an astronaut, politician and beekeeper
Have ten children, have none,
Have three wives, have none,
It’s not a bug, I promise, it’s a feature!

But since my physical limitations don’t allow me
To lead three parallel lives
(I would need at least six arms to drink tea!)
And imagine how many fingers I’d need in so many pies!

So, all in all, my conclusion is thus:
Leading three lives is tricky
But why all the worry, all the fuss?
I need ten lives, now that’s less picky!

What is life about?

A question I must figure out
Or else judgement comes swiftly
By the means of the axe
Inside my mind
A kind of relentless pressure
to keep moving, to keep understanding
Until a deadline: settling down: scary!!

I have to know it all before then
Have all the answers
Have all the questions
Have all the questions to the answers to the questions
Must not waste my time
Must not burn out!

But why? What’s the rush? Why all this life? Why not future lives? I can’t do it all.
But I can try 😎

Are they waiting for the end?

How can people sit here
twiddling their thumbs
twiddling their life away
waiting for the next coffee break, the next lunch, the next weekend
are they being held here by the want of stability, money, fame, power?

(Maybe not fame and power,
working at a company selling nuts and bolts)

Maybe it’s a vision of themselves, a vision of comfort,
of seeming liberty—but a reality of thinly-veiled dependence
on package holidays and shiny new bells and whistles
waiting for life’s clock to tick silently by?