#Education

Einstein quotes to ponder, or ignore…

Education is what remains after one has forgotten what one has learned in school.

It’s a miracle that curiosity survives formal education.

The only thing that interferes with my learning is my education.

The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge, but imagination.

The only source of knowledge is experience.

Logic will get you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere.

A man who reads too much and uses his own brain too little falls into lazy habits of thinking.

Confusion of goals and perfection of means seems, in my opinion, to characterize our age.

If you can’t explain it simply, you don’t understand it well enough.

Rural, Night Sky

Incredible weather;
Late-August Night.
My only complaint
Is the pollution of Light.

I-love-to look at the stars,
But can see just a Few.
I long to have
That more-rural View.

But, at least I’ve seen it;
The night in it’s Glory.
You’d better believe
That it’s a much different Story.

Big Sky, I’ve seen you,
And I’ll see you Again.
I-hope sooner than later,
Though I’m not sure When.

Adapting

Adjustment takes time.
Think of your eye sight.
It’s tough to see in the dark
After you’ve been in the light.

But, you do settle in,
If there’s no going back.
You gotta accept it;
Mind the track.

You’ll go where it takes you.
But, you control pace.
Or, you could find a new track,
And get outta that place.

Give it a chance,
Or don’t; up to you.
Remember: we adjust though,
In whatever we do.

Give it some time

Encouragement

Pace quickens,
As down time is through.
Time to step up,
And to do what you do.

Focus sharpens,
On the tasks ahead.
You know what needs doing,
And what needs to be said.

Engaging orhers
In-the-path moving-along.
Minding distractions,
You’ve gotta be strong.

You’ve the tools that you need,
Which will sharpen in time.
Like the practice of poets,
And the use of rhyme.

With belief in yourself,
Though the road is unclear,
First steps can be toughest;
You gotta get psst the fear.

You gotta wade through the doubt,
And get busy doing.
Think of a player,
With a crowd that’s booing.

Now think of that player,
And that half the crowd roots!
They’re chanting his name;
Hoping he shoots.

There’ll be haters and fans
Wherever you go.
Just do the right thing.
Do what you know.

And, ask people for help.
They’ll step-up and support-you.
Many will know
What you’re going through.

My best wishes to you
In whatever you do.

Trust when I say,
Folks are pulling for you.

Can’t Think of it

Tip of your tongue;
Won’t come to you.
There isn’t a thing
That you can do.

It’s stuck in your head,
Which is where it will stay.
Frustrating, right?
That’s all you can say.

And, it comes to you later;
Always does.
Not sure why;
That’s the way that it was.

The GOAT

Greatest of All Time;
A reservation for one.
He’s known as the goat.
He’s second to none.

He’s the king of the hill,
And he fought for that place.
He set the bar,
Which all others chase.

He ran out front
Holding a bullseye.
He took everyone’s best.
Said, let’s see you try.

Unmatched belief
And desire to win;
Heart and focus,
Beyond all other men.

Records and trophies
To back the claim.
Number 23;
MJ’s his name.

RBF

Your resting bitch face
Has moved from dormant to active.
Now it’s scary;
Not-just unattractive.

Red with anger;
Sight set on me.
I wish that you
Could just let me be.

If not, please speak,
In a much calmer voice.
But, it’s not your fault;
You-say you’ve no choice.

Like you’ve the right to behave
The way you do.
Like, you just can’t help it.
As-in… I made you.

That’s a tough way to live;
No control of emotion.
You must feel like a dingy,
And that life is an ocean.

Healing Your Inner Child

Like an internal grind-stone;
My ring of fire.
I dance alone with shame;
As well, with desire.

I’m a reflection of strife,
Of pain, and found joy.
But, inside I pace.
As I’m protecting a boy.

Long ago wounded
He still calls out.
When I forget about him…
That’s when he’ll shout.

My inner-child
Was left behind.
As I grew up,
He’s served to remind;

“Guard yourself”.
“Loss will come”
“My Dad didn’t care
That I was his son”.

“Everyone’s selfish”.
“We’re all alone”.
“Come hide with me”.
“We’re not really grown”.

Coming Out of Yourself

Shifting focus;
There are things I must do.
Priorities call;
Each one new.

Moving into-the-moment
I put aside where I was.
I take what will serve me,
While I question what does.

Whatever I’m doing
I’m aware of the feeling;
Minding energy;
Pushing the ceiling.

Owning my way.
Dealing with rooms;
Knowing the players,
And who uses brooms.

Sweeping-truth under-rug;
Is where we walk.
I’ll not ignore it.
I’m one who will talk.

It’s why I write;
To-reach the-birds in a cage.
I know of your silence.
I know of your rage.

I can let you out.
I have the key.
But you’ve gotta fly
If you wanna be free.

I’ve touched your voice,
Because-I-heard you calling.
I need your help.
To fight for those falling.

We’ve gotta fix cracks,
And call out the holes.
Too many, content…
Accepting their roles…

Quiet desperation;
Trapped on the inside;
Alone with our screams.
We call for a guide…

To help us out,
So to help ourelves grow;
Willing and able.
Like arrow needs bow.

Please don’t-leave-this alone.
As this poem now ends.
Tend to your fire,
And share it with friends…

And with strangers too;
Everyone you see.
Becoming yourself
Is the path to be free.

Inspire others.
Live beyond where you are now;
Giving more too yourself and of yourself, for the greater good;
One breath and one step at a time.

Get in the Game

Moving onto the next thing;
Continuation of past.
I look to the future;
Like with fishing, I cast.

I thow out a line,
With hope for a bite.
There-are-no guarantees.
There’s no wrong or right.

And, sometimes you catch em.
Sometimes you don’t.
One thing’s for sure;
If you don’t try, you won’t.

Get focused on JOURNEY.
Enjoy the TRY.
Emersed in the task.
Not worried about why…

Or, why not…
Because you’ve set an intention.
And, behavior like this,
Is what leads to invention;

Not of product nor service,
But discovery within;
Change in your sight,
And the chance to begin;

Again, or something different.
We use what we learn.
See through failure.
It’s just a sign that says, turn.

And, move on. Move forward.
Get up. Try again.
Or, try something else,
But the effort’s the win.

And, it’s usually the case,
That-the-first-steps are hard.
But, it’s you with the hand.
You-must play the card.

While the deck may seem stacked,
And that others want-you to-lose.
It’s not up to them;
You-alone must choose.

So, get in the game.
At least you’ll have played.
Bet on yourself.
If not, you’ll have stayed…

The same.