It Starts with a Hello


It starts with a hello.  If you want to begin a conversation with people dear to you, but because of a misunderstanding or some miscalculated past communication fall-out our pride and thinking keeps us from contacting the other person.  We fade and lose contact with those once close to us.  We will inhibit our motivation to re-connect with that person and fail to meet the other person on a level grounding.  This level grounding can only begin with hello and engage each other once again.  We must stay in the present, and not stay in the past.  We cannot control other people, we can only ask and try again to reestablish a relationship with those we lost favor with.  There are forces that we cannot control, influences we could not mitigate.  If we are not allowed to spend time with them, then they may never change their minds.  And if indeed they begin to spend time with us again, we can enable ourselves to re-connect a broken communication.

The most painful illustrations come from broken family relationships.  Even more devastating examples are in the broken parent/child relationships.


“To forgive is not for the “sole sake” of relieving another of their guilt, but rather for the “sake of the soul” that had been perpetrated upon!” —DC Gunnersen
“To invest into a memory that will only take you down a road that cannot be traveled is futile and counter-productive. It takes us away from the here and now, and it only impedes our well-being when we give nostalgic cadence to this venture.”
DC Gunnersen


It starts with a hello

So much time has passed

I hate to see you go

In younger days, we trusted and loved each other

But somehow in today’s world

You have no words to utter

I do care how this came about

I can only fix what I know

If you don’t talk

I become an exile with nothing to show

The judge, the jury, and the sentence

Does this fit the crime?

I think of twinkle twinkle

I think of the twinkle twinkle nursery rhyme

When the blazing sun is gone,

When the nothing shines upon,

Then you show your little light,

Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Then the traveler in the dark,

Thanks you for your tiny spark,

He could not see which way to go,

If you did not twinkle so.

In the dark blue sky you keep,

And often through my curtains peep,

For you never shut your eye,

Till the sun is in the sky.

As your bright and tiny spark,

Lights the traveler in the dark.

Though I know not what you are,

Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

How I wonder what you are.

Up above the world so high,

Like a diamond in the sky.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

How I wonder what you are.

How I wonder what you are.



It starts with a hello
It starts with the willingness to re-connect
If we are correct, than it is only a matter of time before we have confirmation
If we are wrong, we may miss out on a once treasured relationship
We may have impeded what should not have come to pass
We may have misjudged someone and our own thinking can be corrected
If we don’t forgive them, than we should at some future point forgive ourselves


From Peasants to Kings

From peasants to kings

We all need the same things

How we measure our wealth

And the value we place on our health

Teaches us our utopias

Are just thoughts away from our dystopia

Seekers young and old

Must remove the decoys of blindfolds

The distractions that we face

Are all too much commonplace

In 1513 Ponce de León sought the fountain of youth

A never-ending desire, a never-ending truth

Jason and the Argonauts sought the golden fleece

But in the end Prince Jason, would not find any peace

Sir Perceval and Sir Galahad; Knights who sought the Holy Grail

Another illusive search, another illusive tale

Dorothy and Toto finds a Scarecrow, a Tin Man, and a Lion in Oz

Only to find out that a happiness, can only be self-caused

A quest for a better life is not as hard as you think

We separate our reality by story, to awaken to this truth in a blink


Don’t try to shock Mr. Spock


At what cost do we tread upon the woven fabric of society that is now dividing us because we think we have knowledge that fuses our disagreements into becoming weaponized moral issues?  Are we so disconnected that we believe we are the only privileged owners of truthful information when we find ourselves in different corners of a debate?  Is our world view that much different to begin with?  Why is there so much tumultuous rhetoric being flung toward our conversations these days?  I need only look to the “lame-stream” media to proclaim the child-like arguments many people seem to fall into before they see fit to unravel the chaotic rubbish embedded into the premises uttered.  Even our educational systems feed politically correct agendas.

What is the source of our information to begin with?  How do we know it is truthful, factual, or correct?  This author believes whether we know it or not, we are in a cultural information war that is reaping havoc upon all of us.

Having healthy debates over issues is rightfully good if and only if the debaters allow the other to speak their minds freely without resorting to name calling and actually listen to the side of their respective opponents.  I find that most people cannot properly debate their discussions on a social media platform among others.  They do not follow any ascribed rules, but rather they tend to ramble on a diatribe of content that is not brought out into the argument with any integrity and tangles much of the content in logical paradox.  If we make assumptions without proper analysis, then we can continue a conversation that will be laden with errors of logical deductions.

A few pointers for having fair intellectual debates:

  • 1st) Never Use A Personal Point To Debate The Validity Of Someone Else’s Factual Point
  • 2nd) An Argument Against A Reputable Expert Can Only Be Made By Another Reputable Expert
  • 3rd) Emotional Responses Are Typically Full Of It
  • 4th) Always Let The Other Person Speak
  • 5th) Don’t be Long Winded – Make Your Points In As Few Words As Possible
  • 6th) Lure and Destroy
  • 7th) The Best Way To Respond To Name Calling: Silence
  • 8th) The More References, The Better Your Chances Of Influencing Your Opponent
  • 9th) Any Question That Anyone Asks You May Be Loaded
  • 10th) Emotion Is Not Your Friend

When will we be free of this dishonest blather?  If we do not approach one another with any constraint, we are destined to fall into baffled ruin like the children of William Golding’s Lord of the Flies!

The lessons of Mr. Spock could come in handy!





How would you know


How would you know?

Even when we talk

Do you listen when I speak?

Didn’t hear me?… what a shock

How would you know?

Do you listen when I speak?

Do you pay attention to what I say?

Why is your understanding of me weak?

How would you know?

When we think we know each other

We assume we can fill in the blanks

But when we go too far into our own head

That’s where we loose it brother

Because we are close

We should not disconnect

Maybe we presume?

Maybe we should circumspect?

Ask and don’t give an answer

To the questions we forget to bid

Hear and don’t give a sigh

To the prejudgements we keep hid


Damn interpersonal epistemology


Save Me

Sad Statue



Another addiction to tame

Live in a cage

Delinquent love

A child’s heart cannot mend

Without help from above

Save me

From myself

Heal this disposition

That makes me hate thyself

Save me

I’m lost in the dark

I’m closed off within

Don’t like to talk about

Just where I’ve been


I can play the victim again

The lesson not learned

Continues to haunt you in the end

We all fight battles

Some we cannot win

Some bring us freedom

Some become the linchpin

War with yourself

A foe is not in our thoughts

When you face this truth

Beseech becomes besought

The sorrowful poet

Only empowers

What he gives cadence to

What words are on your altar?


Oh What a Shame

When the damage is done

Gargoyle has failed

Your spirit depleted

Your demons unveiled



I hear the cries

Have to stop and realize

What’s shame?

It’s quite plain

We seek things in vain

That we have no claim

Oh what a shame

I’ve got myself to blame

Is it not so insane?

In bondage in emotional chains?

Because we believe

What we deserve

We fall into unhealthy relationships

Who do they serve?


In the age of the Technocrats

In the age of the Technocrats

I cling to my ideas

I don’t question authority

Surely they embody the panacea

I’m taught not to challenge 

The collective we praised

The liberties that once guided us

Are now considered to be crazed

The higher my education

My superiority reins

My arrogance not recognized

My indoctrination is sustained 

There is no humility

When the ego thinks it’s right

Commuted only to the cause

Despite the anomalous evidence

That is given no search light