Jo Billygoat : Writing

Responsibility and It's Associative Ignorance

Responsibility and It's Associative Ignorance

A Poem by Jo Billygoat


created on 12-3-23 this script was enhanced, along with my never ending thought processes, upon viewing the biography of S. Ramanujan.
Never Changing, Our Theme

Never Changing, Our Theme

A Poem by Jo Billygoat


scripted on 11-23-23
Lost Without That Wholesome Sound

Lost Without That Wholesome Sound

A Poem by Jo Billygoat


created on 11-18-23; derived this script after watching another one of my favorite movies "Walk The Line" with Reese Witherspoon.
Envy of Peace

Envy of Peace

A Poem by Jo Billygoat


Created on 11-7-23; derived this script while watching one of my favorite movies, "Phenomenon" with John Travolta
Deception to the Spiraling Circle of Life

Deception to the Spiraling Circle of Life

A Poem by Jo Billygoat


created on 9-24-23; inspired by a line in the movie American Gods: "Worrying about the sky falling is worse than the sky actually falling."
The Intergalactic, Harmonious Shaking of Hands

The Intergalactic, Harmonious Shaking of Hands

A Poem by Jo Billygoat


created 4-2-23 prior to the wee hours of my normal scripting hour I contemplate, yet again, what the infinity of all bestows on my electronic impulses..
Ode to Dr. Maya Angelou

Ode to Dr. Maya Angelou

A Story by Jo Billygoat


I sent this letter to an association affiliated with Dr. Maya Angelou on 3-24-23 after watching a meeting with one of my favorite comedians Dave Chapp..
Life and It's Meaning

Life and It's Meaning

A Story by Jo Billygoat


Created on 3-20-23; this came to me after watching a science show on what I believe was on all existence
A Glimpse of What A Key Withholds

A Glimpse of What A Key Withholds

A Story by Jo Billygoat


Laying in bed with my mind constantly running wildly as it has all my life and these thoughts pressed me to script them so . . .
Adieu to My Wasted Life

Adieu to My Wasted Life

A Story by Jo Billygoat


Watching the birthday tribute to Norman Lear and reflecting on the waste of my life. I script my last passage here.