Free verse aside, this is a meditation and not poetry.

I am but a simple anonymous monk.
I am probably not the particular anonymous monk you think I am.
I am probably not that one either.
I am not one man.
I am not one woman.
I am not one with the borg.

Sometimes I am a seeker of wisdom.
Sometimes I am a contributor of code.
Sometimes I am an offerer of answers.
Sometimes I am a bearer of advice or criticism.
Sometimes I am wrong.
Sometimes I am not.

It may be that I have an account.
It may be that I am a saint.
It may be that I am timid and afraid.
It may be that I post in haste.
It may be that I am just troll.
It may be that I am only ignorant of your ways.

I ask no favor, no XP, no fame.
Please read my post, not my name.

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Re: Author Unknown
by mojotoad (Monsignor) on Jun 08, 2002 at 19:11 UTC
    A townsman squints and gazes at the horizon...
    Townsman: Who was that masked monk?

    The new sheriff turns his weathered face towards the sunset, deep in thought.
    Sheriff: We may never know...

    One by one, the members of the gathered crowd shake their head, turn around, and shuffle back into town.

Re: Author Unknown
by atcroft (Abbot) on Jun 08, 2002 at 19:53 UTC

    In one of the ST:TNG episodes ("The Chase"), Capt. Piccard mentions a race that viewed an individual as a chorus of inner voices, where different of these voices coming through at different times gave rise to the different aspects we see of a person's personality. As reasonable a way of describing a personality as many others I have seen.

    The anonymous monk user here, interestingly enough, takes the view to the extreme, because it actually is multiple voices. Sometimes we see from his/her lips droll and dribble, at others we see mined jewels of crystal clarity, shining to blinding brightness in the pure light of truth.

    The anonymous monk user, as with anonymous users in other environments, is a double-edged sword-on the one hand, it is subject to the possiblity of abuse; on the other, it allows for postings without fear of personality, embarassment, or experience, getting in the way.

    Anonymous Monk, whomever you are, I applaude this meditation-in simple words, you have succinctly captured the spirit of that user.


    Update: s/susinctly/succinctly/ , with thanks to ChemBoy for catching it.

    Update: s/captures/captured/ , for the tense change when I reworded, with thanks to ChemBoy for catching it.

Re: Author Unknown
by perigeeV (Hermit) on Jun 08, 2002 at 21:47 UTC

    Free verse aside, this is a meditation and not poetry.

    In a flurry of poetic irony you have captured the soul and angst of the Anonymous Monk by posting this Meditation in the Discussion section.

    I snap my fingers in true coffee-house fashion. :-)

      It was originally posted in Meditations, but tye decided, not unreasonably, that it was more suited to Perl Monks Discussion. Evidently other monks later decided that it should be moved back. :-)
      The real irony is that it was just recently moved here from meditations in spite of its lead line.
Re: Author Unknown
by Anonymous Monk on Jun 10, 2002 at 22:57 UTC

    Nice! Unfortunately, it may be just too subtle to register with those whom should most heed its wisdom.

    Most of those that will get it, probably already did. That doesn't diminish its value though!

    When is p the complement of ch?
    When in the company of Erlish!