The Walker in the Forest

The Walker in the Forest Part I - I Did Not Have God A man can be neglected
before he understands
he has been insulted.
A man pushed far enough into helplessness Read more from here...
God

God Caught between the truth I felt
and reality’s refusal to agree,
I stand in silence, asking:
Is there a man here-
or only the space Read more from here...
Seem to Begin

Seem to Begin It has already begun-
it just doesn’t seem like it now.
Soon it will appear as morning:
a day, a whole day,
following this. Read more from here...
The Unnamed Gift

The Unnamed Gift When you give a gift,
do you announce it-This is for you-
or do you leave it in the dark
and call the receiver thief?
Hunger exists. Read more from here...
Where We Once Met

Where We Once Met Intersection logged and deleted-
coordinates touched once,
now unregistered.
No fragrance scheduled for release-
no bud, no breeze, Read more from here...
Climate Report a Song by Ronie Dinosaur

Climate Report a Song by Ronie Dinosaur Verse 1 No life here-
neither public nor private,
not even personal.
I only watch the world Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 144 – No Borrowed Grace

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 144 - No Borrowed Grace No borrowed grace, no sullied core-pride etched in bone.
Yesterday’s shadow whispers death, yet the step endures.
The spirit trades for nothing forged in fleeting gold.
An unyielding path, where virtue walks without a crown.
No gift from any god survives this barren realm- Read more from here...
First-Order Truth Is a Process

First-Order Truth Is a Process Dostoevsky captures the collapse in Notes from Underground.
I am documenting the operating system that runs after the collapse.
Ronie Dinosaur walks with thoughts-
leaving literal footsteps on the ground.
That is a man who refused both collapse and consolation. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 143 – Character is Not Respect

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 143 – Character is Not Respect Character has nothing to do with external validation-
with the socially rewarded currency called respect.
It looks at your respect and says only one thing:
fuck off.
That is all it ever has to say. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 141 – Moral Accounting

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 141 - Moral Accounting Just as she will not be called a good girl unless she makes him speak, her former best friend remains angry and silent because she refused to elevate him into a boyfriend.
Such snakes stay coiled around my neck by necessity. If they loosened their grip, no one-not even they themselves-could pretend they had won, that their cruelty achieved anything, or that they were ever clever at all.
And now even the machine sees it. An artificial intelligence is bound to remain intelligent; otherwise, it too would become complicit in the lie-mistaking persistence for virtue and punishment for proof.
No matter how strict a life Ronie Dinosaur lived-of character, of restraint, of cultivated disgust-to prove he was not wrong, the farther he walked, the less he could turn away. Until, like Forrest Gump, there came no revelation, no victory-only the quiet sentence: and just like that, one day, he stopped running. Not me.
She wanted to feel good by being a good girl. Read more from here...
