Living in the mystery, we take so much on faith
Even the faithless
Here in the mystery of life on this world
Even atheist debunkers of wonders and the wonderful
Submit their faith to the laws of physics
To evidence of eyes and ears
But there are many of us who revel in mysteries
Listening to spirit whispers
Watching the interplay of ideas and ideals swirl
Into flawed reality only to fade and fall away
Coming and going momentarily
The way unbidden memories appear on internal newsfeeds
Like my first ever interaction with a computer
In that old department store, in a time when kids were unleashed
And capable of arriving back to square one
In the nick of time
Which, in itself, is a sacred holy mystery
In that old department store
Where a banner notice issued a challenge to try to beat the computer
At Tic Tac Toe
Which I did, over and over until I thought
Take that, asshole
Not realizing what the challenge really meant
Now, all these upgrades later I use my cribbage app
To beat the computer
Which I do
Still not realizing that the challenge is to not engage
In a dialogue of any kind with a machine made by a corporation
With a machine based on absolutes
The challenge is to revel in the mystery
And to listen to the whispers of the spirits on the wind
Finding that place where normal is unhinged
Living in the mystery
David Trudel © 2013
