My Grandfather’s Tools

Posted on by isengaurdCategories:Literary Works, Poetry

In my shop I found a square
I think my parents left it there
it was rusty and unused
“I need this at work.” I mused

It was among some others there
planes for wood, a larger square
They had belonged to my mother’s dad
just a few of the many he’d had

It went to work with me that night
to set a blade, make sure its right
and even though it wasn’t new
that little square was perfect true

My Grampa was a quiet man
He worked a lot with his hands
and to me it just seemed right
To re-employ that square last night

Tools were made better in his day
And too expensive to just throw away
They don’t make things like that anymore
use new things once, then out the door

I think my Grampa would be proud
to know something of his was still around
to know that they are treasured things
true as ever, just like him.

Face to Face

Posted on by isengaurdCategories:Literary Works, Poetry

Memory, a precious token

against a shield of pride, unbroken.

On this heart, my mind and soul

wage war between desire, and self control.

Do you know how much I want desire to win?
But can’t let go of self control enough to give in?
Even raw pictures,

with which desire fights,

self control wins-

because of pride.

On and on these two they spar,
and you,

calmly standing beside my car
unaware of the battlefield
or how close conquest comes to yield,

Every time I see you

FACE TO FACE

Returning the Favor

Posted on by isengaurdCategories:Life in General, Poetry

An online friend of mine who goes by the nickname CassiusOS drew a cartoon of me. He looked at my picture and then applied his impression of my personality. The pics are here:

cassgreen

cassyellow

cassbw

So in return, I wrote for him using his method of personality application:

I wish I could draw for you
days of perfect time so true
Each scape of wonders to hold dear
my pen and paper would make clear
what my mind’s eye has in view
for my lovely, I’m drawn to you.

A Candle in the Window

Posted on by isengaurdCategories:Life in General

I have a friend who is going through a very bad time right now. I wrote this in response to a LiveJournal post she made.

There are prayers for you here…

“God, I don’t know where I’m going to get the strength.” – Yes you do. you have already gone past the hardest part. Making the decision. That takes much strength and you are already there. I admire the strength in you. And if you need a little more, you can have mine 🙂

“a man who is not evil and not horrible” – The fact that you can say this, shows just how generous and forgiving you are. Don’t let a jaded relationship destroy this. It is a rare gem – protect it and keep it shining. If you can’t right now, I will hold it for you.

“I cry at night when I think about everything.” – Do not be ashamed of your tears. They are the only physical release we have for intangible stress. There is nothing wrong with a good cry. In your situation, crying is a good thing. If you find you have lost your tears, I will cry for you.

“A lot I’m going to be scarred a bit over.” – Yes, this will leave its mark on you. DO NOT even think that your failure to voice your objections is your fault. It simply is not in your nature. What you have endured is a cycle of abuse, and is in no way, shape, form, or fashion your error. He took for granted your continuing acceptance. It is mental abuse in its most subtle form. You will heal. And it may scar you. But i don’t think it is in your nature to be bitter, or keep your pain for company. If you change for the worse because of this, I will love you anyway.

Isen

Ddos? Me thinks not >:}

Posted on by isengaurdCategories:Computers, Life in General, Linux

Dunno if that’s what it was or not, but, after repeated router resets, I broke down and installed Wireshark (kudos to the developers, you rock). Lovely little proggie that packs quite a wallop. Seems someone in Brazil found it necessary to abuse my poor udp ports. So I fiddled with the router a bit and banned the whole country. 😈 My irc lag is back down below half a millisecond (where it should be) and all thing internet are moving like a well oiled machine. Who knew a packet sniffer could be so much fun :party: