The Cult of The Undying Smelly Crinkle

Raccoons in state parks are the boldest in your face night scuttlers that you can encounter in the contiguous United States. They love food, specifically they love your food and can open most containers with ease. They seem to not grasp the concept of a zipper yet but what they can not open they try to chew threw. I caught three of them worshiping this zippable trashcan we had in camp. They raked their long …

Parenting is The Bloodless Revolution

Recently I published an article on the blog ” They Call Me Dad.” Here is an excerpt. What raises my hope and maybe makes me and possibly you, those that share honey and locusts with John The Baptist as he spoke in the wilderness, is this glorious thought: we need not kill each other to have change. I know, take a moment breath it in and then let the thought as adrenaline in your veins, …

Universal Vibrations

Universal Vibrations - Aaron Blakeley - The Daily Haiku - Writer poet blogger

In physics, string theory is a theoretical framework in which the point-like particles of particle physics are replaced by one-dimensional objects called strings. It describes how these strings propagate through space and interact with each other. On distance scales larger than the string scale, a string looks just like an ordinary particle, with its mass, charge, and other properties determined by the vibrational state of the string. When we speak we vibrate the air so …

Greater Than Thought

Capacity is a wonderful word describing the maximum amount of; you name it. Circumstances is also a word that is used often when we can not say what it is that brought us here, “It is just our circumstances.” Circumstances are like a wave that washes over our temporal experience they ┬ácan be good, bad or indifferent. Though they are usually tangible reflecting light so that we might see them. Their existence effervesces always in …

Open Veins

Open Veins - Aaron Blakeley - Daily Haiku Web Comic

The older I have gotten the less I have been interested with just putting up with stuff for the sake of putting up with stuff. Maybe this is good, maybe it is not. I am sure God will lead me and correct me because he loves me.

In The Light

In The Light - Aaron Blakeley - The Daily Haiku

I am inspired by narrative. How a story comes in and wraps you up in a feeling of knowing the characters and feeling the sweep of their lives. So let me drag into the light a story that is metaphorical. There once was a people in a society that was considered the best the world had produced thus far. It was not perfect but it was good despite the bad. The older people of this …

Forgive Me

Forgive Me - The Daily Haiku - Aaron Blakeley Writer Poet

Forgiveness is something that we take for granted both in the giving and receiving. I often feel a pang of guilt for things I have done in the past. Coarse words or biting comments come back to haunt me. It is in these moments that I have to realize that God has forgiven me and I need not hold myself condemned. I have been forgiven and so should forgive even myself.

The Retreat

The Retreat - The Daily Haiku

Sometimes you have to withdraw a bit. Limit your activities, go to bed early turn off the media. Even in relationships you need a withdraw on occasion, not in a way that ends the relationship but just a quite contemplation coupled with a loving and a reassuring hug.

Parenting is The Revolution

I recently went on a campaign to write in more locations than my personal blog and have been marginally successful. I just published an article on my home towns news papers website. It is the first one of hopefully many. This is the most nervous I have been about an article ever. I think I have just the right solution. Societies grow from generation to generation. One generation gets old and passes the reigns of …

Complications Abound

Recently it was pressed upon me just how complicated life can be. How complicated we have made life in a world and society that we have crafted for convenience. We have to pay for everything, strive for everything, and yet we think that it is us that gives us our own breath. How much easier to simply be the sparrow.