A new day

It has been a long over due date that I have visited my daily inner voice. Many things have changed since I was here last. Still, I feel as if I have never left this place. I am still the person I was. It is good to be alive.

Driving home from work late at night, I saw so many ton trucks, snowplowers and working men's smaller truck--like mine. They boys in the Barn had finally came home just on time for the curfews. The classical music my daughter, Maya and I bought from a dollar store in Littleton kept reminding life is worth living. The fireworks, melodies and fee spirits all lumped together. The international festival at the Academy, one of my capstone students proposed was shut down by a local professional teacher. A cross culture day.....Good night, "I have promise to keep before I sleep."

Back to school

The sun has been shinning upon the hill
where my wife's dog Salem-Hieng goes for his walk
Now it is getting dark even on the hill
where rich folks are having a blast
The rest of the town is glooming
And our local world renounced artist even took his old life
Still we must go back to school
Good night
B. John

Life is exciting

Gone to the debating
It was very exciting
Life is exciting
There the end
But not for long
I am typing now
The cloud is fluffly
Fluffy is the cloud
Salem-Hieng is hiding
From the mice he cannot catch
It is a burden on his pride
But it is Lilah's job
She likes to drink her water from cups
Stuff her tummy with salmon dish
The cup spills and leaks through the floor
What more can I say
Good night

Written by Melanie, Maya and their Daddy

This is my inner voice tonight

What is life?

The other day I was asked by a colleague, a retire lawyer, who has decided to take on a task of teaching the US goverment to high school students. "What is life?" he asked. Immediately I thought of John Lennon's song to his son, Sean, "Beautiful Boy." In it, "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans." But, after another full day as a science faculty member, or better yet, I am a "Professional Teacher," I did ponder the meaning in scientific manner. I thought, "What would happen to me when I die?" Will my mind or my thinking die with it? Doesn't my physical being exist along with my thoughts, or my perception of the intuition!!! To be continued!!!

Is there anyone out there?

Is there anyone out there? It has been a busy summer leading to another autumn in the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont. I have mostly new students in my classes. Some are eager to learn while many require additional attention in order to input the concepts, or perhaps knowledge needed to pass the state and federal requirements. In any case, I do hope you are doing well in your life. It is exciting, isn't it?

Good night,

B. John
St. Johnsbury, VT
9:41pm

Long time

It seems ages since I last
wrote in this daily inner voice
I must say it was not a choice
going through life without the past

It is so good to see you
Your face, new life
with new passion with your wife
No more son, no more blue

B. John
St. Johnsbury, VT
9:34pm after the Barn

August 1st Already

Happy a new month
Another August 1st is here
Steve Thanner can no longer hit the court
I have not heard from Dick Jesser
Mrs. Reilly is still keeping her federal house in a top shape
with flowers and perfect landscape
I couldn't make myself to Mr. Reilly's grave this summer
As I couldn't do anything else this summer
Time flies......

B. John
St. Johnsbury, VT