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Meet your eleventh generation grandchild, and ask his or her name.

:- Doug.

What is the part of our conversations most in need of life? The part of our generations?

:- Doug.

What have we been doing in each decade of our lives that is common to humankind?

:- Doug.

Can we think ahead in three or more dimensions? What are human dimensions?

:- Doug.

If we are to climb over the horizon, we need some footholds, and a rope between us for safety. We don’t go swimming alone.

:- Doug.

What is the pre-story to the generations before the eleventh?

:- Doug.

Befriend the generations—how to?

:- Doug.

We seek not the immutable and changeless, for we see only an endless river of change engulfing us. Change is immutable.

:- Doug.

I have planted a conversation by the pond.

:- Doug.

Before our eyes, he fades.

:- Doug.

As we share our voices and fecund silences, we are changing one another without end. It is good. It is practical. We change our imagined. . . .

:- Doug.

Evil shrivels: Even now he’s losing the power to stand!

:- Doug.

Relating, responsibility, humbly, pragmatic, courageous, changing, conversations without endings or beginnings

:- Doug.

What is healthy conversation? Whole-making conversation? Let us discover. Let us work it. Let it work us.

:- Doug.

We are planting gardens to glow some day beyond our seeing, beyond our imagining. Soon spring will come, bringing brilliant colors, muted, tall, short, adding to the diverse fecundity of living, loving, imagining.

:- Doug.

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Will you be my companion—eat bread with me—as I dement?

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Let us invent what it means to love hot chocolate, to be for ever in hot chocolate, and to live in this, the last hot chocolate.

:- Doug.

We, we are the locus where all things gather. Like the earth and each of the planets are the center of the big bang and everything is rushing out from us, sending, sending, seeding, seeding.

:- Doug.

Our cause is life. The cause of conversing is life. Maybe the reverse is a little bit true, too.

:- Doug.

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Every word you say, every silent moment you share, echoes down the centuries and generations, and like wind, can and will change lives. What if that were true? What if it were true one per cent of the time? What purpose does that truth infuse into your hot chocolate—right to the last?

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What’s the least expected thing?

:- Doug.

We are helping humanity, not as an ideal. As we experience it across our hot chocolates. As it is. As it yet might be with a word, a silence, a music, set in motion from us.

:- Doug.

Over eons, conversation has found its ways to us in so may life-giving and strange and beautiful and not-so-beautiful forms making us what we are today.

:- Doug.