Open to speaking back
Leave open to generations—a possibility—of speaking back, of speaking forward.
:- Doug.
Leave open to generations—a possibility—of speaking back, of speaking forward.
:- Doug.
What beings already communicate among generations?
—flowers through bees
—corn, potatoes, apples through human meddling
—us with grandchildren
—bees with flowers and their colors
—burrs by way of foxes
—eggs by way of chickens
—hopscotch by way of children of a certain age
:- Doug.
More than Learning Organizations, we need Learning Organizers, better, Learning Disorganizers.
:- Doug.
Maybe the ancestors…
…do not exist, or do not exist for us once we forget their names or their existence
…only exist as children exist when we give them our eyes, give them our ears, hear them
…exist or do not exist only as non-persons
…will never be us—if we do not hear the eleven generations
…only ever exist in us, in our imagination, and whether we say they exist and speak with us or say they don’t, we are right
…are what they are
…are what we are and will become as we become
…are choices
:- Doug.
Grandchild, do I hold you back?
How to truly free you?
Does setting you free
ask you to remember
something
of humanity?
:- Doug.
Who is your grandchild, grandchild of your spirit, the one who calls others to sing and dance, who calls others to stand with this one in the chilling storming gale?
:- Doug.
Who studies the development of humanicity and its spirit? Anthropologists, theologians, historians, cosmologists, poets, novelists, etymologists, humologists?
:- Doug.
A speculation of generations:
I speculate that in 11 generations there will be people my age to wonder about people 11 generations further on. I speculate we can converse with these wonderers. A bee converses with a clover blossom, a Labrador Retriever with you tossing a ball, a pile of puppies or grandchildren; so what is converse? I speculate there is a value to this conversation and this speculation. A value to humanicity. Together we might. Discover something to make us shiver.
:- Doug.
Audience and actors converse. Each direction—all directions—I surmise.
Fall into
reach through
full void
:- Doug.
I refuse to accept that humanicity is this way, always has been, will never differ. I reject that thinking. Humanicity always has the capacity to change, to grow, to bend its own arc.
:- Doug.
Why do we think we are the ones with a message to send, and not perhaps the messengers?
:- Doug.
I don’t know that we can or cannot converse over centuries. I choose. I try.
:- Doug.