Debts for which I am credited

Debt to spouse, by marriage

Debt to children, by parenthood

Debt to parents, by sonship

Debt to friends, by friendship

Debt to self, for Christ’s sake

Debt to man, for the dignity inherent in mankind

Debt to God, for the dignity inherent in God

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Against our Sense

Progressing towards a shifting target
It looked like we were walking backwards
Things receding as we approached
The hill was within reach
A reach that simply extended
Like Sisyphean
Until we had come close enough to look so that we could see
All the while making progress against our sense.

Swept off her feet

So he swept her off her feet
And she gave her soul
What did he really do
It was she that lept

So he swept her off her feet
And she got possessed
What did he really do
It was she that let

So he swept her off her feet
And she fell in love
What did he really do
It was she that fell

My Narrow Point of View

Until you have broad acceptance of your ideas you have a narrow point of view. That’s the way she tries to make me think; that the world has moved on from that which is now tagged archaic — old. But since when did principles become old in the sense so as to be regarded as irrelevant? It is not in their nature to ever go out of fashion. But it is in human nature to tag and re-tag ‘things’ as it pleases her; to redefine them according to the evolution of her conscience: to make new rules. But principles over rules, if you want to be truthly happy.

Grateful — June 2017

We’ve come to half the year
We’re still here
Not by might or strength
It’s because you’re there

Hell wanted me prey
Like she knew nowhere to stay
But she had to fail
For mine was not her place

We’ve come to half the year
Tomorrow is blessed
Not by might or strength
It’s because you’re there

Thank you, thank you
I have a say
Thank you, thank you
‘Made a way

It’s because you’re there
It’s because you’re there

The Eyes of God

When you look
though the lens of a camera,
your sight
is blinded
to all but that which the lens leads you to.
Except
where the lens through which you look
belong to the eyes of God.
The eyes of God,
they see all;
they see everything in every way to be seen.

Wanted, Lost

There was when I wanted her
I called it love
And so I thought
There was when I lost her
She called it love
And so she thought
There was when it didn’t matter
We called it love
And so we thought

Girl Power, Equality, and A Note to My self

How much more is there to #girlpower than #hipsdontlie? That’s what all these things you do tell me. But you can accuse me of having a narrow point of view, still.

What do you really mean to say? That you’re confident in yourself and abilities; that you have that dignity that is becoming of a human being regardless of wealth, sex, or status; that you enjoy your femininity without needing to ‘flaunt’ it, happy in your own skin…

To compare yourselves with men in the typical fashion that you do is not wise. There is no basis for comparison. You are different. You have uncommon grounds. But you are equal in dignity … .

A good way is this: if women’s’ golf brings in more money than men’s, women should earn more. That is justice. As you ask for equal treatment from the organisers, ask from the fans too — and for more fans. Move the market better; earn it; play fair; grow.

There is nothing wrong with ‘inequality’; nothing unjust about it. It’s just the norm in nature. What you might want is fair play and your dignity untrampled.

Why complain about inequality; give a clear principled reason for better treatment, and potentially expose insanities.

Emotional driven justice is not just by nature. Statistics driven justice is not just by nature.

They say that it is unjust to pay a man for more than, or less than, the value of the work done. But if you pay more, that is better: industry revenues and norms, owner benevolence, some special arrangement like profit sharing etc are reasons to pay more. How can you justify paying less?

Again, what do you mean by girl power? Is it about the fact that hips don’t lie?