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I can be intimate with a vast amount more than I can say. Words are the broken off bits and pieces.

:- Doug.

As long as there is a possibility of meaningful life, give me the meaning, even if it means letting go the life sooner.

:- Doug.

Come join me in the fun: let’s become agnotologists!

:- Doug.

What are the meaningful things of your life? Could you do them in your last weeks? What sort of care would allow you to do them, have them, as the light of this world fades for you?

:- Doug.

We may concentrate or we may expand: if all is one reality (and what else is a universe?), what difference could it make? Join the dancing.

:- Doug.

We may grow out of small things, sperm and egg, although we are not made of them; rather the small is an outgrowth of the whole. The larger whole, the body, is imprinted on the cells, and they grow from that not to that.

:- Doug.

When I am speaking and conveying, the frustration I feel in not being able is not just me, it is the world resisting capture. What I can do is pick a little piece of it at which to hint.

This may be a big help. It is a bridge to the audacity to continue.

:- Doug.

I will have to content myself with pointing out features of the real world, knowing that there can be no picture of the world: only the world can describe the world.

:- Doug.

words will never
be life
subtractions abstractions
words are
from reality
ever smaller
ever less

:- Doug.

approximations
fingers & maps are insights
glimpses inklings—guess!

:- Doug.

Traveling to where
there are no words only birds
rains snows and dances

:- Doug.

One, moving: the dance.

:- Doug.

Maybe God is inside God.

:- Doug.

What if the subatomic particles “of which all matter is made” were the other way around? These non-things are the end case, made of the larger matter, like an arm grows out of a body? Matter ephemeralizes, is a non-thing, disappears, appears? Matter, space, and energy interwoven? The small the outgrowth of the large?

:- Doug.

We are the
context the interweaving
of one another

:- Doug.

Father
Blood of our blood
That’s what is meant

:- Doug.

I’ll not retire as long as I can do good things.

:- Doug.

Please: Not stars, constellations.

:- Doug.

Lead us into conversations whole-making.

:- Doug.

Our writings reveal us.

:- Doug.

What right do your Mom and Dad have to be supported in their later years? What is the source of that right?

:- Doug.

Blake saw a company of angels
this our quanta of energy
from and around the sun
the light between the grassy leaves
look to not through or with this

:- Doug.

Can you catch yourself
observing yourself
doing something?
Can you catch the world
welling up?

:- Doug.