As far as I know,
either it is
or it isn’t so.
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Chris Hanch 2-11-2024
Had George and Bettie
not gotten together at a
specific time and place,
in this 13.8 billion year
time span, I may have
never been.
Had I been named Bob or
Bruce a year earlier or latter,
I as Christopher would likely
not be speaking to you right
now.
Think how the trillions of
stars in the Cosmos had to
align just right to form the
cellular conglomerate
creating the likes of you
and me individually.
Nothing short of incom-
prehensibly plausible, I
recon. Why, what were
the odds of a life suppor-
ting planet such as Earth
having coalesced in the
expansive universal
clutter to evolve and
harbor a species such
as ours?
Genetically, I may have
been born an opossum,
a pin oak tree, an Alex-
ander the Great or a
Thomas Edison in a
different place and time.
Ah, but here I am,
the wonder of me
speaking to the wonder
of you about this
unfathomable hodge-
podge Cosmic Soup.
Could have been
otherwise, don’t
you know?
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Chris Hanch 2-9-2024
I’ll think of someone famous
or see them on TV. Some are
still alive, others are deceased.
Curiously, I will ofttimes ask
Alexa, how old is so-and-so,
how old did they live to be?
On a Netflix Comedy Special
the other day I saw Ellen De
Generes. How old is she?
And the answer was 66
years. Damn! I said out loud.
I’m nearly 77. How in the
friggin’ bloody world can
that possibly be? Ellen looks
pretty good for 66-years old.
77-years has taken its toll
on me. Sorry to say, I make
those comparisons a lot
these days. Suppose I
should consider myself
lucky being able to ask.
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Chris Hanch 2-8-2024
An eyeful,
that’s what
I have in mind.
An eyeful
to take you
there where
I once was,
a face, a place
near and far
away, a once
in a lifetime
person or place.
Join me there.
Be mindful
with this eyeful
of mine, a gift
from me to you.
Be there too.
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Chris Hanch 2-5-24
Although I cannot explain,
the Universe out there
is nothing less than
incomprehensibly amazing
to me.
I could never be a physicist
or mathematician, beyond
simple 2 plus 2 math,
numbers, symbols
and calculations are
far to complicated for me.
I never had what it takes
to play sports professionally.
Muscle mass, exercise and
nutritional training were
never part of my physical
and mental regime.
I do have what it takes
on occasion
to be susceptibly
prone to making
bad choices
and stupid mistakes.
I did, however, manage
somehow making it to
nearly 77-years old and
gray in this lifetime
of mine.
By the looks and sound
of it, at this place in time,
breathing in and out, it
is apparent I still am alive.
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Chris Hanch 1-23-2024
I shall not miss TV,
it shall prattle on for
centuries without me.
This life of mine
without a car turned
out to be a refreshing
bliss for me.
My list of things
to do slipped into
the rear view mirror,
and before I knew it,
I realized I could
do without.
I sometimes think
about the forever
darkness of death
which awaits us all.
Most of us would
like to be remembered
occasionally when
we’re gone.
But while I’m still
alive I realize what
it’s like to be forgotten.
In death nothing
matters anymore.
Not even a dim
and distant light
will shine on what
may have been.
Even forever is
a meaningless
unformed word
in the darkness
never to be heard.
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Chris Hanch 1-22-2024
My thoughts brought me to
then took me away from you.
Contemplating and reasoning
was the thing of fulfillment
and failure, imagining such
things of human conditioning.
Rightly or wrongly, I had to
rise from one side of the bed
today. Choices, it is said, we
have choices to be made. I
say these things because I can.
There are word images spread
out before us we don’t under-
tand. How many “Qs” do you
suppose are contained in a can
alphabet soup?
How are we supposed to make
sense out of random happen-
ings on any given day? I never
expected to hyphenate happen-
ings twice in one day. None
the less, done is done, and the
show must go on.
By tomorrow these words
shall be used in a refrain
to explain something else.
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Chris Hanch 1-8-2024