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Edward Hynes Aug 7
Perhaps all our stars were in the right places
and guiding our lives as some say they do;
perhaps God was planning, perhaps Fate was smiling,
or perhaps it was Chance that brought me to you.

I knew you taught math, started books at the end,
that you loved to travel, to garden, and sing.
When you came through the door, and I learned something new—
that all of my life I’d been looking for you.
Your eyes searched the room, and I quietly prayed,
my heart would have broken if you’d turned away.

But my heart wasn’t broken, you saw me and stayed,
and we shared our stories the way people do.
At first we were cautious, at our age you’re cautious,
our hearts had been broken and mended before,
and there’s just so much breaking a heart can endure.

But God has kept blessing and Fate has kept smiling,
the stars still align, and the years have been kind.
Our genes haven’t failed us, no one has assailed us,
and putting it bluntly, we’ve been very lucky
with so many things that we cannot control.

Here in our shared world, our love has kept growing,
and we’ll go on loving till death do us part.
And whatever comes after, we’ll be there together,
and never forget that our love is forever.
My wife and I were middle aged when we met in 1999. Our 25th anniversary is in January.
Yesterday, I died in my dream.

I am still alive.

Does that make any difference?

What is my name?

Who am I?

Oh! I remember

Isn't it determinism?

Today I sleep well.

Tomorrow I will...

They don't need you.
The reality is that
our causality
determines our existence.

'Our', is meant literally
in that we also partially
determine our causality
  together.

  This is co-constitutive in nature.

However, this power to create
our own destiny is always within
the limits of our own contexts:
our past choices,
our environment,
our language;

the people around us,
the history within which
our identity emerges
and the current modes open to us
to be different
(or the same).

So, we are here.
And we will be there.
And we have
somewhat of a choice.
Side ***
I wonder,
I ponder,
The path I need to take.

I march my way in grassy fields,
To see what I can make.

I trod here,
Trod there,
I trod to find my stake.

For each path hurts its own,
Each path has its wake.

I hike thee,
I climb free,
A mountain I should quake.

The paths are getting harder now,
I tremble and I break.

A wall here,
A crack here?
I must find flaws I forsake.

Each wall built that blocks my path,
Brick by brick I take.

Now a bend,
Sweet end,
The last is not fake.

My journey had gone coming quick,
It is final, my sake.
A journey each takes.
Andrew Rueter Mar 2022
When I was younger
drugs were something I wanted to do
and as I grew older
drugs became something to do
and as I grew even older
drugs became something I had to do
and now
drugs are something I used to do.

Some things are just meant to be
but they’re also meant to have been.
Reaching out from the feeble space of my world
For something real to come into existence
To burn from the canvas of imagination
Yet immediately entangled in an infinite confinement
Staying forever trapped

We look for authenticity, we crave for creation
Feeling the need to be someone who can be not
While riding the unbridgeable wave of determinism
Still, riding it, we can

So, place your feet with faith
Breathe in all the air you can
Then plunge forward and become

A blinking shooting star
A spear of joy

Life calls you, that's all you need to know
Martin Dove Oct 2018
Trapped by the skull

That's a solid limitation.
Neurons I could count
to the last and every one.
These processing units
are of a finite amount.
Meaning we know nothing more
than what fits in that skull.
...
Though
Connecting collective wisdom in our environ
enables us to do more than the bare individual.
Ahhh, all so wonderful. But you see what I mean
We can't stand up against an unlimited cognitive machine.
Thoughts about the limited nature of our brains and existence in general. With these limitations, we humans have achieved incredible feats though they have taught us even more about the deterministic and limited reality of our life. With this understanding, the notion appears that we cannot possibly compete with an artificially intelligent system that is not substrate dependent and thusly not bound by the same claustrophobic space as our brains.
john shai May 2016
The world was determined
To be where it was that day
And so each time sinned
Was inevitable in that way

The master of puppets
Thus the plot twister
Blows the trumpets
At the evil mister

Who killed a protagonist
Then himself hanged
Thus an antogonist
Inevitably becomes determinist

When he finaly does see
He is not free to be
While the protagonist
Rises up free

Into chaos
The arms of uncertainty
john shai May 2016
Love should be determined
It shouldn't be a drug
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