Who wants perfection?

and yet sometimes
it is still a bit too far off.

Hulk destroy

He bad.
That one bad, too.

Something truly good

Doesn't come with a downside
But sometimes one can't help oneself
And when that happens, maybe one feels guilt
At an embarrassment of riches
Or one can try to rationalize at wealth randomly arrived at
At least it was luck, everyone had the same odds

Better something truly good
Perhaps deserved, earned

Asymmetry

One way mirrors
Peepholes
Blinding headlights
Directional microphones

Iceland

Destruction

False beliefs can cloud
Destroy them
Ruined friendships a fact of life
Better to know than not to know

Why Procrastinate?

There's just so many more interesting things to waste
my time on,
or
I like working under pressure,
or
Why do it now, when I could do it later?
or
Just before the deadline, it might turn out that
I don't need to do it,
or
I have some hidden subconscious reservations
against doing this thing,
or
My desire to please is overcome by my laziness,
or
I actually am not procrastinating,
I'm just sleeping some more on it.

A reminder of closed doors

What was once missed, is now rationalized away?
Yeah, it probably is for the best actually.
A rare one of these doors ever opens again.

Omnipotent, just a matter of degree

Machines whisk us from one place to another,
covering in mere hours,
uncomfortable horseback days or weeks;
Search and wiki make us geniuses,
nearly matching the talking Star Trek computer;
A few ounces of plastic and metal in our pockets,
and we talk with anyone anytime,
the Star Trek communicator only beats us,
if we are friends with an astronaut;
Did Iron Man just use his cell to call Pepper?

Horses and water

You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink.
How true that statement seems to me.
Perhaps it wants to snack on sugar cubes.
Maybe a romp with other horses.
Unlikely it wants to pull a cart.
But perhaps race around a track at full gallop.
Yet strange it seems, in the sun and heat,
I'd go for a drink and a swim.