Live well with dementia?
How does one live well with dementia?
:- Doug.
I happen to know you are writing a novel, and preparing a blog. What do you think might be your why? What might be your who? What gift do you want to give to humanity?
:- Doug.
There is a work to be undertaken, even by those no longer fully of the humus, the cyborgs and robots: to meet and stretch humanicity.
This may in fact be the thing: to be more than before. And that is the study: of humanity, what is more, what is better?
:- Doug.
She sees a stack of clean laundry
I see things ready to be worn by turns
She sees a dirty jacket thrown on top
I see a soft place for a soft jacket
Same house different experiences
:- Doug.
I am pulled to look into the architecture of all things. Pulled to look into disparate unlike fields.
:- Doug.
Some days you’re the crown princess, some days the court jester, and some the village dimwit.
:- Doug.
I don’t want to check my thinking with yours
I want mine to trampoline off yours
And yours off mine![]()
:- Doug.
My task in art-making calls for ever more questing into the human condition.
:- Doug.
Inevitably muffled
my voice
giving offspring
this invitation
I gesture
put up
a Stonehenge
:- Doug.
My body pulls against a weight
your muscles feel resistance
conversing across centuries
:- Doug.
The measure of the quality of humanity is whether we can imagine falling in love with it.
:- Doug.
Savor, allow the flavors to sit on various areas of your tongue and mouth by turns, sit some longer times. Notice the new flavors, nuances.
:- Doug.