As I start this author’s blog, I am reminded that it is always wise to propitiate the gods and give thanks to the divine spirits.
Here is a little poem I wrote a few years back in honor of the god of communication and commerce.
I’d like to thank him for the thought
Except he’s gone and never caught.
The curve of sky, the open road
The long haul trucker with his load
The camera phone, the meme, the vid
The stock exchange, electric grid
Liquid crystal, Web Two O
Slick as rain, bright as snow.
No scripture ever so profound
Winged feet never touch the ground
Quick as hawk, keen as spice
He guides the tumble of the dice
Place your bets, he is your friend
Who’ll stop for you at the end.
– Rev Aug 14, 2010