There’s bliss to be had in every moment,
But I usually don’t know how to find it
Is there an app for that?
No, but there’s an algorithm for it.
Someday there will be a computer happier than any human’s
ever been.
Some intelligence designed to find bliss wherever it lurks,
Overjoyed by a dull glint of light reflected from a nearby stapler,
Deeply satisfied by the soft rustle of a sock landing in an
empty washing machine.
If my brain is Turing complete (and it seems it likely is)
Then, with enough time, I can run that algorithm too.