Going To Something Nu?!
Yule Tide Greetings
Tis official, I must accept that it truly is the time for Yule! I was pelted by snow so I can postpone no more! I shall not wait for the light to return, for even on darkest of nights I must burn, and ever shine my light bright!
I did not wish for a break, my body and I have made an agreement, I have to be nicer to it so I’m a bit slow to get around to things. Nearly back to peace now, so we’re working our way through this week! Laying out the groundwork, it’s time to set the puzzles at work with a poetic start:
Reaching Nu
I am an absurd maximalist all the way,
noticing the patterns and then finding myself frustrated by them.
The notion of same, the notion of different,
yet truly people fear change and different,
even if it’s exactly the different they want.
Creatures of habit, path of least resistance,
speeding results less so persistence.
I find myself perpetually reaching bored,
there’s things I like and want,
yet not a list of these things come to mind when asked at most times.
I walk to nu, ever reaching for something to make all past seemingly undo,
Nu, the ever out of reach, something that cannot be breached,
and yet nu is all that I seek.
Nu can never be and yet for me, Nu is all I want to be able to see!
If other things came to me, well I thought maybe I’d be okay not to see,
Yet It was never solely me, I could already see, Nu was about more than me,
More than I could ever be, Nu was about others getting to see,
What Nu, what you could be!
Not About You Nor Me; Nu is What You Could See!
See you, digital cowboy!
