Paying The Cost and Leaving Before The Show

Dyllan Griffin
Blog

I sit with the decisions I made to let it all go because I no longer knew what I wanted from this life, in this life. I became lost in my own mind, indecisiveness, and isolation. I saw everything I had ever wanted right before my eyes, held the world in my hand, and knew I simply had to make the smallest effort to reach out and take it all. Everything sat before my feet, before my hands, before my eyes, and I walked away thinking I deserved better from myself, from my love, from the world...without working for any of it. I felt I deserved it. I no longer felt I had earned anything. I no longer worked for it, no longer strove to make something out of nothing, no longer saw the value of all that we had paid and sacrificed to reach the crossroads where we stood, across from each other, unable to reach each other any longer.

Someday I'll Love...

Dyllan Griffin
Poetry

I found myself alone, wrecked, destroyed. I found myself lost in the expanse of emptiness. I found myself lost with no direction home, no knowledge of how I got there. I found myself with no one to revel in the love I no longer had left to give. I found myself a ghost, a haunting, a shadow of the man I had once created, and of the one you did within me.

Do Star Wars Droids Dream of Force Lightning?

Dyllan Griffin
Blog, Literary Analysis

This is a theory about the consciousness of droids in the Star Wars universe and how most biological creatures of higher intelligence regularly dismiss, ignore, or wholly undermine the autonomy of droids. However, on multiple occasions we see droids ignoring orders, altering orders, and exercising independent judgement. The most concrete example comes from Episode IV: A New Hope when C-3PO and R2-D2 decide to split up in the desert rather than following hardwired programming. I also believe that they fall under the influence of the force and may have force sensitivity but lack the ability to actually manipulate the force. But, as Obi-Wan told Luke on the Millennium Falcon, the force moves through, surrounds, and touches every living thing.

Tell Me The Secret and I Will Make It My Religion

Dyllan Griffin
Blog

Here I sit on another indistinguishable night spent alone staring at my keyboard blankly waiting for the inspiration to cease. I would love nothing more than to pull the woman I love close and lose myself in hair down the back of her neck for a few blissful hours of sleep; feeling that security of holding someone as close as possible knowing they long for no place other, for no one other, for nothing other. I cannot tell you when exactly I lost that feeling but I know what came to replace it.

January 14, 2016 5:08a

Dyllan Griffin

You see, I thought you left me when she took my breath away like all of a sudden the door opened and you jettisoned out the escape hatch like the right droids in the worst place and the best time to evade the clutches of darkness to become a crutch to clutch in the hopes of not needing one but holding on for dear life to the edge of a solid wood door with room for two in iceberg-flavored water while the soundtrack plays on loop hearkening back to the foundations of a musical mysticism that provided a context to construct concrete contradictions of character to and through a distorted piecemeal-tatter of a quilt with boarders left yet undefined while becoming all that more scripted and standardized to fill a lyrical framework of miscalculated misconception and misdirection mistakenly enacted and erected in the hopes of someday not fearing hope itself.

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