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To embrace one’s vision—be it feelings, thoughts, spiritual insights, or all these—is to rethink the world. To ask others—the world—to do so is to raise terrors of an existential order. Can we thus diversify and enrich humanity?

:- Doug.

Maybe it’s not dementia, eccentricity, quirks: maybe she or he is working on wisdom: completing, ripening, maturing.

:- Doug.

What work do the living have to do to the last?
I’m about to find out!

:- Doug.

I don’t have 20 years guaranteed
I only have this crystal moment

:- Doug.

Let’s see what happens—it will be unexpected, all good.

:- Doug.

The cars are flying though at the speed of stupidity.

:- Doug.

One might build a wall with wallboard—it works, it is good for most settings and most people. It is a modern way of doing things. It is not like were built 100 years ago or 1,000. It meets the needs. It is possible however to build a wall out of brick, or stucco, or ebony, if we want it to look beautiful or create a particular ambiance, or out of bars or pads if we have a certain kind of occupant in mind. Wallboard is like a Will, and ebony, stucco, brick, bars, and pads are like Trusts: more elaborate and expensive.

:- Doug.

There is a mystery in this world
if we knew what it was it wouldn’t be a mystery
all we get are inklings

:- Doug.

This is…
wish I’d written…
read to me in dreamy-voice

:- Doug.

Tasting a
somewhere
the song
notes of
only shimmering
seven cantos
structure
glow
stems, leaves
and aware
a found poem

:- Doug.

This conversation among and between people hides its true nature—between conversations—Conversations converse with one another and we but to make audible to be danced to be conversing

:- Doug.

I used to see a path stretching forth
Now I see it has for me an end
I am unperturbed
…
Except I must get busy…
I am busy
Living

:- Doug.

I want to go deeper and higher at the moment and for sure next week. I am worried that I will run out of things to read, to prime. So this morning I read some B+ material. I should not worry, but continue to explore, to walk into the unknown. There is much in this world.

:- Doug.

I have no idea what my last insight means; it is simply fun to stumble over.

:- Doug.

Don’t have all your chickens in one egg.

:- Doug.

What are the gifts of old age?

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1631

“So that your days on earth may be long”
ahh, to luxuriate in a long summer’s day!
or winter’s! Like a child to watch the clouds!
but facing overnight delivery, decades of old age,
do we now ever want our days to be long?

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Ineffective voices
raised are
better than
none for
we cannot
know what
is ineffective

:- Doug.

Let’s be curious about who and what shows up.

:- Doug.

See ourselves larger.

:- Doug.

Plural is real, singular unreal
others—other
possibilities—possibility

:- Doug.

There is a 24 hour clock, but of course
we never reach the 24th hour
we never reach the 24th hour

:- Doug.

In the midst we stand
of a slow motion carnage
because it moves imperceptibly
we do not see
unless we look
we do nothing
as with greed we destroy
money is our god
it is god’s will
we burn our air
destroy our rain forests
enslave our babies to perversion
break our strong youth in war

:- Doug.