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Let it grow. Let my work grow. Day by day. By additions. Harmonizing with the ever renewing necessities of the days and generations.

:- Doug.

Give them an hour
We’ll have you talking
With the grandchildren

:- Doug.

See, behind you
they follow
they lead

:- Doug.

I pound my open palms
against the breasts
of the ones to come
can you not help us
breathe fresher air?

:- Doug.

Look behind you to and for those coming after you. What is your responsibility to, for, and with them? For all of life?

:- Doug.

Thousands of generations are inside you. Screeching and bellowing, calling your name and mine, to give them relief, or at least voice. How will you respond? Poetry? Or less?

:- Doug.

If we—humans!—are immortal or to be immortal we must ever human better. We must no longer fit within our bodies—and souls!—sacred intoxication our duty.

:- Doug.

Have been reading Report to Greco, in bits and pieces. He stirs me for my work. My work is important, impossible, and impassable. Important for the race and for life. Impossible to complete. Impassable because it must be done.

Impossible to explain. Necessary to do.

:- Doug.

I go back and forth between I must do this and it is a tilting after windmills. Ahh, but ’tis a noble pursuit.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2089

Curious is related to cure which is about care, concern, and trouble. Yes we trouble ourselves to become curious and our very curiosity troubles us with new things found. Its own roots are also in meanings of subtle, sophisticated, eager, requiring art. Do you still want to be curious?

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Bouncing along. . . .

:- Doug.