Her Eyes Blinded My Senses

A poem by Sal Godoij

Her eyes blinded my senses

And I dismissed the fact she wasn't mine

It all happened so suddenly

Should I justify myself?

It was love at first sight.

Oh, such an imperfect love

Dear seafarer adrift in your inner sea,

Love technology, use it, learn, and expand on it

And this is good

But do not grow too attached to it

Faster than words

Moves the pain

Like the tides in the sea

Social Media is like an open microphone in the middle of a great rock concert with a large crowd cheering, screaming, protesting, chanting, hooting, insulting, singing along, booing….

Today, give someone a compliment

Make it a habit every day

And the sky will open to you

As it opens after a rainy day.

Beginnings are good. Don't be afraid to start or restart. No matter what, what lies ahead is a new road. An empty road. Henceforward, throughout all your walk through the path of life, keep the good beginnings alive, grow them, grow in them, grow with them.

Before you reach God with your prayers, first reflect upon your behaviour, your thoughts, on what you have done.

I met Death at the intersection of King and Bright

In Toronto.

It happened on May 9, on a cold, windy, rainy night.

In times past, Death was a coachman

Drove a funeral carriage

Drawn by four fiery stallions.

The night of our encounter, Death drove a taxicab

Of the Purple Line.

I say that there is nothing different among us all. There are no lower or higher levels in humankind. Facing the same problems, we are all equals. For instance, I speak to you about hate,

compassion, and courage. We find hate, compassion, and courage in all humans, distributed in each at different degrees, true, but we are all equal at birth.

If you are kind enough to Google my name, Sal Godoij, I bet many sites and information appear on the screen, including my website.

But I was curious about how much AI platforms know about a person, so I asked ChatGPT for any information about Sal Godoij that it could give me.

And this is what ChatGPT answered:

Happiness is an active or passive state of pleasure or pleasurable satisfaction.” This definition, somewhat incomplete, is what we know and generally accept.

If you search on an AI tool, it will come up with a definition like “Happiness is a multifaceted and subjective state of well-being that encompasses a range of positive emotions and life satisfaction.”

Because you, my friend

Don't know what happens

When your last journey begins

I paused on the road

To scribble these stanzas

And show you what happened

To me

When my last journey began.

I usually don't mix business with religion.

However, I will do it now because both are integral to our lives.

So, here is a hint that will help you succeed in your business or become more effective in managing your customer service department.

Know your audience is great, but I want to go further, and instead of saying: Know your audience, I say: Love your customers.

The Book of Nature

The Illiterate Man does not know how to read it

The Book, however, is the Future

Nature's hand shapes every Tree

How to shape a Tree, how to build a Forest

The Illiterate Man does not Know

How to read the Book of the Forest

The Illiterate Man does not know

Dealing with an egocentric person is difficult. They never listen. The egocentric persons hate to listen to others. They only love their voice.

It’s a common saying that whatever abounds doesn’t hurt, but it’s not so with information. In many cases, we could do so well without much information.

This maxim applies to every circumstance in our daily lives: work, relationships, talking to our boss, in a job interview, explaining a movie or a book, being questioned by your in-laws the first time you meet them, and so on. You name it.

Say that shadows mean ignorance.

And light means wisdom.

Yet, it's not the light that makes you wise

But shadows

Light may blind you

It may confuse your mind

Shadows, instead, are the force that keeps your eyes wide open

Your mind alert

Shadows encourage you to move

Man doesn't progress as a species because he uses his imagination, inventions and creativity to satisfy his external needs but not his inner growth.

After all the progress our species claim, we have become a modern primitive man.

Since the caveman to our days, man continues to struggle for his daily bread while ogling the neighbour as his mortal enemy.

Life is an inverted pyramid in which one second is the base.

One second only.

Let's examine this fact.

One year has twelve months. You know that already.

One month has 28, 30, and 31 days. No surprise in that, either.

One day has 24 hours, of course.

One hour has sixty minutes.

And so, you know that one minute is sixty seconds.

Until now, you're doing well.

Now, here is the thing to consider.

One second is the basis for everything we have in life.

Primitive people expressed their emotions primarily to communicate. But did they indeed have these emotions?

Some emotions we learn from experience. For example, even if our parents warn us, "Don't touch the stove," we still extend our hands to feel how it is. Once we learn it, we don't do it anymore.

Our emotions separate us from the animals, although animals show their feelings differently than humans.