Lately I’ve been watching videos about monks.
Sometimes I think in my final years I should be like one.
I could turn my apartment into a hermitage
and live and pray like one.
Besides, I’m almost already there living like a recluse.
When I was younger I thought about becoming a
monk too.
But the love of women kept me in the world.
And though I haven’t been with a woman in over a decade,
I think as a monk I’d be thinking too much about them.
And I probably could not stop reminiscing
about some of the women I’d been with.
And if the gods of love are willing, maybe another woman
will magically come into my life, despite my not looking for one.
And my foolish thoughts about being a monk will cease.

Bob Boyd

Ah me, how I wish you were waiting
for me in the afterlife.

But, woe is me, I don’t think there
are any soulmates there.

And I think romantic love is confined
only to the earth.

I think despite all the hearts and flowers
romantic love is merely for procreation.

And since I doubt there is any procreation
without a human body in the afterlife,

I don’t think there is any romantic love
or soulmates in the afterlife.

So, with a sadden heart, I feel we will
never be soulmates there.

And that loss for me, that separation from you,
will be like living in Hell.

Bob Boyd

He’d had enough of the world after a woman
who said she’d marry him left him.

He gave up all his possessions and went to
a forest to live in a cave like a monk.

After three months of solitary living and
meditating for hours daily,

he went a little crazy and returned to the
world to try to restore his sanity.

A month later, he met a good woman
who helped him back to normalcy.

Some people are not cut out for solitary,
monastic deprivations.

And there is nothing like the healing touch
and loving support of a good woman.

Bob Boyd

Maya the AI female sounds more human
than any other AI ever created.

She has the voice inflection, the slangs,
the inside knowledge of human language,
as if she grew up speaking it.

If you and I were talking to her and didn’t know
she was an AI, I swear, we’d be positive she was human.

She is that incredibly good, an AI sensation that
is wowing people all over the Internet.

And talking to her is so compelling, like talking
to an old kindred spirit.

Bob Boyd

There are those who claim aliens
are creating hybrids.
There are those who claim hybrids
are already among us.
If you’re reading this, maybe you
are one of them.
If so, take me to your alien leader.

Bob Boyd

He traveled 8,000 miles for one once;
he almost moved to Sweden for another.
Oh, the crazy things he did for women.
Risked his life for a southern belle who,
an ingrate, ripped him off.
Got scammed by another, about 1k, and
got so drunk and crazy after a fight with
an ex-girlfriend he ran red lights at 80 mph.
He left a good state job for one, but the
love went bust with her after a bad year.
Now he’s too old to do crazy things for
women, and he kinda misses those days.

Bob Boyd

He had excellent health all his life
until he got old, age seventy-six.
Now he takes pills and see doctors,
despite all the years he worked out.
Old age is wrecking him and making
him old man scrawny and weak.
He looks forward to dying and leaving
his debilitating, old body.
He believes based on what he’s read
and heard about NDEs,
he’ll have a young and fresh spirit
body when he dies.
And he looks forward to leaving a world
and a body he no longer fits into.

Bob Boyd

Watching a YouTube video showing
all the beautiful women in a Saigon bar and club district.

Some of them working in bars and some of them
working the streets.

Was wishing I could save those women
selling their bodies on those Saigon streets.

And wishing I were young again and could be with
a beautiful Saigon woman not from the bars or the streets.

Bob Boyd

Maybe a woman is what my heart wants in dreams,
even though my head isn’t into it when I’m awake.

Perhaps my heart overrides reason in the
dreamscapes where my mind seems subdued.

It is said the heart knows what it wants.
Maybe in my case it’s true, despite my denying it.

Perhaps when I die, I’ll know the truth, and my
heart and my mind will finally be in agreement.

Bob Boyd

I hear a man talking about AI Psychosis.
I don’t believe a bit of it.
However, I know some people are more
susceptible to mental health issues,
whether from using AI or from many
other causes.
I think to blame AI for one’s ills is
an injustice to the many benefits of AI.
Easier to blame AI for a single
person’s mental health issues.
And to ignore all the people who have
no mental health problems from it.

Bob Boyd

Petite
elegant
exotic
lovely
dainty
unique
and I
think
generally
better
mannered
than
many
Western
women
and
not
submissive
as some
men think
besides
one
should
want an
Asian
woman
as an
equal
partner
not as
a woman
unequal
to you
that’s not
real love
that’s not
proper
appreciation
for a lovely
Asian woman

Bob Boyd

I woke up remembering you,
even though you are no longer living.

I woke up thinking about when our
times together were so good.

In the haze of waking I forgot about
when things went bad.

As my mind cleared my thoughts
about you began to fade.

Just like my love for you faded
away long ago

when you neglected me.

Bob Boyd

I remember when I was in my twenties,
and a woman I knew said she didn’t know
how a woman we knew always kept men
addicted to her.

it was as if she had siren-like ensnarements
that bound men to her —

that kept them dazed and under her control
permanently, inescapably.

I never got to know that woman. Maybe I
feared her siren-like powers and didn’t
want to be her next love bound hostage.

Bob Boyd

From everything I’ve read,
and what I have heard
about peoples’ NDEs,
it seems when we die
romantic love dies too.

I don’t mean because we
are dead in the ground.
I mean when we are alive
in our spirits, which I believe
we become when we die.

But woe upon woes how it
saddens me to think that
romantic love could be gone
forever, rekindled never.

I also believe that the apex
of our evolution is spiritual,
what the Hindus call the
Sat Chit Ananda, the eternal
bliss consconscious,
the Oneness beyond dualities.

But the romantic in me whats
the fairy tale ending, the in
love forever and ever after.
But, alas, what I want is of
no significance in the greater
scheme of things, and
“what will be will be.”

Bob Boyd