Timing

So, I’m walking out of the house this morning, carrying only a pair of underwear I need for after the gym later….and my neighbor walks up and introduces herself……..
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Not Dead Yet

There are only two things you cannot be any more of than you already are…
and that’s dead or naked (or both, but that’s just creepy).

Well, I ain’t dead yet… so I say, get naked!

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Sea Floor Spreading

Coming into being is about as obvious as sea floor spreading…
yet look how wide the Atlantic ocean is!
Amazing how an epiphany sneaks up on you
and passes you right by.
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…LEX PARISMONIAE: MIDLIFE IN SOLILOQUY

My dear and clear friends, I find it ironic that the easiest can be so difficult. I heard a sojourner at the rail sigh and say into his glass of ale, “…this proclivity for circumlocution and periphrasis has been a wonderful journey, but it’s last call, and I really should be getting to the point now…”

“In the past 8 years, I could haven returned to school and been a doctor, a lawyer, both. I could have learned to fly jets or signed on to a vessel and sailed the world, and then have bought a boat. I could have run for office or be writing my next novel in the alps…sipping authentic swiss miss cocoa. I could have found the missing nukes or become a priest! Right now I could have been….

And YET, in the past 8 YEARS, one would think that NOT taking time to do ANY of these things, I could have come up with one good idea of what I plan to do for the NEXT 8 years… or at least given someone else an idea…

IN THE PAST 8 MINUTES – I could have…called my mother,

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Nature Makes Us Ultimately Responsible

That perhaps our presence in the world is quite starkly a plaything belonging to our fundamental provenance. That happiness can be known through the joy of our being received, if only by a silent and benevolent godhead planet hurdling our lives into orbits upon orbits. Oh and love, happiness, peace…these are not bestowed upon us through right or ritual – these feelings are brilliant remains of a paradoxical failure to discover any reason why we should feel otherwise; even when we know reasons abound. 


Happiness in not taking too much heed in distinguishing a direction we are heading from whence we came – thus existing in a moment with an insignificant capacity to hold fear. Consider that fear of outcomes is an enlightening reminder, that we have the freedom to choose between disastrous and reparative courses of action; that we can make mistakes, and hence for us to make these mistakes, then we must certainly control our destiny in so far as making perfectly wrong choices or imperfectly right ones. I cannot claim immunity to the laws of nature no sooner than nature not finding fancy in nipping at the fleeing heels, and flowing hair of humans. 

Still, when I can no longer stand myself, nothing else will.
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Existentially Bored

In my quest to understand the world, I am continually preempted by my own thought of what, in the meantime, I am to do in it.

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What fails to express, is best understood in the next pure pause between a perfect feeling 
and wanting word
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The Sentinel

To be a sentinel in the darkest
silence of your presence.
Soft release, a mist of hope
inward drawn as essence.

So the breaths of lovers curl
in moonlight cast aglow,
Melodic dreams to blend and purl,
a sweet diminuendo.

Wrapped in night, as you sleep,
soul stirs and comes untied,
To lead your dreams to wander far,
my heart close by your side.

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Rebuild

We can either resign ourselves to continue to destruct,

or concede defeat

and rebuild.

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Where we are now

…For some the meaning of life is murmured over dinner plates in silent torpor… it’s purpose, startled into realization between clinking wine glasses. For others, it is to see deeply into our present and to skirt the pulsing stars, to find beauty in momentum and embrace our presence in the amber-lit windows that frame the lives of others. Wherever we are heading, is kindly guided by the certainty of where we are now.


Photo: http://www.lostateminor.com/2011/03/08/surreal-storytelling-by-robert-and-shana-parkeharrison/

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