This post is a departure for Horizons of Significance. Instead of an essay, this post is a poem.
There have been times when while writing fiction or essays, I’ve felt what was coming out might really be a narrative or expository poem instead.
Coming off the last post, which seems to have brought some sort of break in the train that preceded it, I thought I’d include this poem, written right after. In its own way it belongs here, at least I think so…. All of my poetry can be found here.
Intention, Sincerity and the Works of I
Horizons of Significance 
Beating me to saying it, as you often do. :-)
It occurs to me that this obsession with making choices and the techniques for making choices is completely misled. Who cares? What matters is what we do to emerge another way of working with each other. And the emphasis is on “working” rather than sitting on our asses forever making decisions. Eh…
And then, the decisions are turned into a plan. Argh.
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