Touching gossamer
I am coming closer to touching that gossamer. Sticky it is, and fine, binding and calling forth perception in many senses.
:- Doug.
Archive for the 'Conversations' Category
No more leap
To walk this path when
the path does not yet exist
for you may not be
as impossible as it
seems for microcosm is path
300 years need be no more
leap than 300 milliseconds
:- Doug.
to avoid surprise
That connection you feel is converse, a flow. This too is change, surprise. To think that once I wanted to avoid surprise, my love.
:- Doug.
The Book of the Conversations
The Book of the Conversations of the Spirit—
what others call Bible or Scripture
:- Doug.
Converse is a habitat of
In converse we hear ourselves think
we bounce our thinkings together
our individual souls grow
and find flowing among them Spirit
converse is a habitat of Spirit, God, change
:- Doug.
In the betweens, stories, and changes
That of God is in the betweens
perhaps and in the stories
—the changes in people
and the meetings among them
—the stories of their changes: perhaps
:- Doug.
Talk back to Plato?
Would you agree it is a felt change of consciousness to suppose one might converse back and forth with people of 300 years hence? And yet that is one thing my poetry proposes might be possible. I don’t know but we won’t know if nobody tries. Do you sometimes talk back to Plato or Montaigne, to Blake or Aristotle?
:- Doug.
Braids and twists
Our story is best woven in community: ever gathering more voices and fingers, braids and twists, laughter and tears, dreams and their mysterious truths.
:- Doug.
Specific ways humanicity?
In what specific areas could humanity get better? In what ways does history show this generation acting in 2021 could have improved our humanity?
:- Doug.
In the name of the rain
In the name of the rain
and of the lightning
and of the rumble, Amen!
:- Doug.
In the name of the juice
In the name of the juice
and of the conversing
and of the storm, Amen!
:- Doug.
World collapses
This world of the eleventh generation is so much vaster than I have imagined, and yet it will be lived as smaller than it could. When we open the box, worlds collapse like the possibilities for Shrödinger’s cat. The cat must escape. Our task is to map escape routes.
:- Doug.
Ride complexity
How does complexity take us to a bigger world? How can it not? A brain has more surface area than the skull that holds it, an intestine more length that would seem able to fit in the abdomen, a mind more worlds than the galaxy that contains it. The macrocosm might be microcosm. Turn.
:- Doug.
Write as if I don’t know
Write as if I don’t know what this person will say. Because I don’t.
:- Doug.
