Saturday, May 31, 2025
7:48 AM
Extra terrestrial mote in a sunbeam

curious particle thunk to death still
jiggling Brownianly, when adsorbed on my eye

“Three quarks for Muster Mork!”

Kworking out Complex Adaptive Systems.
In noumenon perceived, perhaps,
a whisp of wish we knew, perchance…
A noumenal flash,
and all the ever is, was,
at fundamental centrality
apparently expanding until

some initial torque inserts
curveball science allowing
bits to bang into bits and stick,
or carom off in predictable ways

like, as not, in theory.

Then, should one think onward still,

noumenal nominal notions
make letters let nonsense emanate
natural schemata muses index using

creative compulsion classically causing

an instant to cease.

I find it all a little strange,
Little accounts popping up,
Always followed by the same users,
But still disappear by the end of the day?

Am I crazy,
Or is this strange behavior result of the events of lately?

Brian worked on 2 very different education accounts
One was UK based with 6 main call drivers
3 of these had sub topics of varied concerns
He took calls off teachers needing help
He was trained on all 6 main concerns
But only took calls on 3 of them
47% of the reps resigned    
The other account was very different
Like comparing a bicycle to a truck
It was a very hard US account
He listened to the customer
Then clicked an onscreen prompt
And a computer voice spoke aloud!
People asked about courses
It was all fine education improved lives
Plus Brian persevered in hard accounts
Maybe one day he’ll go back
To do the other 3 concerns
Or a different school account

Dear trolls,
Just so you know, your comments don't mean much.
You think you know something to be true.
Well hate to break it to you, but you're wrong.
Everything you think you know is way off base.
I thought I should let you know.
We do this for entertainment sake.
So be confused but don't hate.

Sincerely,
Bexis

P.S. This is a poetry site not Facebook it should be about the art.

P.S.S I like tacos

P.S.S.S Hi!

You are there in all my mails
Though in attaining you I fail
You're there in all my accounts
Coz to your memories I'm eternally bound

Your name is my password
The date we met is the security check
Your messages now are mere words
To find the fault I'm reading it (messages) all back

With your thought I slept
Your portrait is on the rack
To which I stare all night through my shroud
With million thoughts and million doubts

The portrait still hangs at its place
But you are not here to solace
The insane heart still stares all the night long
But to you probably i'm a forgotten/old song
    
I'll delete it (mails and accounts) all
like one delete account's history
I may move on and stand tall
but you'll be an unsolved mystery¡¡¡