In pricipio erat verbum et verbum erat apud deum.
Et deus erat verbum.
This voice will never be dumb.
Maranatha, come lord, come.

Last night I had three dreams on being subject to control.
I was in a medieval village, which I could not leave without the lord’s blessing.
I was in a queue of MPs waiting to vote, stockpiled like sheep on parole.
And I was on a lonely island seeing a rescue ship arrive yet being happy remaining.

It is better to stick to the basics and have this lightning rod.
In the beginning was the word.
And the word was with God and the word was God.
Really everything else is faintly absurd.

Obseculta O fili praecepta magistri et incline aurem cordis tui.
Listen son and turn the ear of your heart to the precepts of your master, all else is hooey.

Haiku

In principio
Erat verbum et verbum
Erat apud God