Nijmegen Night-thoughts, or what becomes of you when you live alone

[Kevin Chilton]

Without a woman or children, a heterosexual man in our society can go a long-time without a human touch.

I seem so laid back and understanding about love and relationships, but this is because my heart has forgotten how to truly engage and can no longer feel the sweet suffering of love. I have achieved the serenity of a phantom at the feast.

I have always been considered as a lucky man, seeming to always land on my feet no matter how desperate a situation. But for me this is not luck, it’s more an awareness of the flow of life almost, but not quite, living in the TAO. Unfortunately I am still too much the Hedonist to take that final step, although I am close to the edge.

One of the most important roles of so-called “Cyberpunk” literature is that it explores our possible near-futures, not the ones eons distant, but those we will still be alive to experience.

Lost Keys Tonight, beneath a roofless sky,
I will have the time to teach myself
the lessons I should have learned
long before this sorry plight.

Stripped by my own stupidity
of all comforts between me
and a long dark night,
I will lie on naked earth
and whisper my secrets to the stars;

While through the rustling darkness,
relentless truth stalks the ragged
edges of my restless sleep,
searching for the door to my dreams.