After I write I feel displeased; this could be better. Yet months to a year later...'how lovely'.

In poetry: the first draft's heart, the second is broader appeal, the third is a reconciliation of both.

If you can't handle me at my best, you definitely can't handle me at my worst

There will come a day when the complaining about how the World isn't what it is will end,
And we will be able to talk about the wonder of a World that can be,
Rather than the World that is not of our remaking.

"THE Media" is no longer a 'cognitive endeavour',
And 'affect' is kindled in the reader, not actually owned by the Media.
The ultimate challenge the "New Media" faces is a conative one.
And already some have 'enterprised' first mover advantage.

The new model of the "New Media" is no longer based on veracity,
That 'Truth' matters,
But than evoking in others a desire to put aside THEIR truths,
And seek out what is True.

All educational institutions face the constant battle against the threat of becoming nothing more than a centre of excellence in archeology.

How long do I have to paddle along
to learn that I am not alone,
at least within myself
or else
I could not paddle at all

No matter how complete
I may think I am
you complete me
with your incompleteness.

Life bears witness to the symphony of perfectly painful ironies, like our ability to reveal our hearts and minds to those we will never share them with.