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Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1212

I set before you life & death
—in dealing with your food,
your clothes, your transportation,
your housing, your conversation
—in how you meet a stranger,
an other, another creature,
human or otherwise
—Choose life—
Can you accept differences?
Can you make room for all politics?
All solutions?
Can you still defend to the death
the right of that one to say that?
Can you allow life for all earthlings?
Can you be large?
Can you be intimate?
Can you let the world be large?

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I must not seek business, but busy myself with something that matters beyond my life.

:- Doug.

As all caring humans what matters to us?

:- Doug.

A fork does not exist all by itself in space. It is in my hand, which is held up by my muscles, in turn held up by my chair, the floor, the ground beneath, and the rock, all by the forces of gravity and muscular action. And even beyond that it is held by my intention and the intention of the metalworker, the designer, the aboriginal who wanted an easier way to hold down the squirming animal she was trying to cut. Webs within webs, wheels within wheels. Nothing alone. All one.

:- Doug.