For This the Life

For this the life I must submit a way,
You cannot bring and cannot take your mind
But what existence of a soul you say
But adventure, intrigue, are sure to find.

A way to be is thus set forth, declared
As fifty old compile just the same
They tell you all to go and be not scared
But Hell be thine if right you do not gain

Time well spent is not ours to choose but well
What is true on one may not be thus on two
Whether it is man you fear, God or Hell
kaleidoscopes insist on changing hue.

As each man once here then gone must he be
Not mine to say yea nay whilst he was free.

Yeah, my first attempt at a shakespearean sonnet. It seems that ambiguity comes with the territory.

The Great Deliberation

so here's the thing I cannot decide
the bane of my existence.
For just when I think my title grand,
it fades into the distance.

I need some help, a call to arms
for all of my good friends,
decide upon the following five
and comment once again.

Really though, I need to decide on a header. Not to mention a name for my blog. If you would please vote, and have your families vote, heck, have your friends vote, just give me a comment with a real number of how many of your associates voted for which one.

Contestant #1

Contestant #2

Contestant #3

Contestant #4

Contestant #5