stargazing junkie

stargazing is like a drug to me;

ever since i peered through my neighbor’s

telescope as a young boy, i was hooked.

the way the brilliant stars of the pleiades

suddenly came into crystal clear focus

did something permanent to my brain,

and i keep looking for that same high,

but it’s never as good as the first time.

when i’m out there, lost in the stars,

nothing else matters but the bliss.

when it’s cloudy for too many nights,

i go into severe withdrawal–

stargazing is a hell of a drug.

–photo by me

coming & going

just the other night, we had our first freeze;

now there’s people all around, looking at the trees,

and when all the leaves have fallen to the ground,

there won’t be anyone around.

(the next big event will be our first snow,

but no one comes for that–in fact, they go!)

–photo by me

Sunday Reflections

It’s hard to believe how we’ve painted our god as someone in need of constant adulation. In fact, according to a certain religion, he demands that you sell your soul to him (under penalty of eternal torture for noncompliance–so much for free will) so that when the body he gave you can no longer keep praising him 24/7, your soul can still keep worshiping at his feet for ever and ever. Amen.

–Photo by me