July 8, 2001

  • And...but where is my part?  What part to play is this societal movewind, whirlway, rollerride?  First and foremost, I find myself eco-centered.  I heed the horse I ride upon ( I do not ride all night and never see the horse beneath me) and I do not pick up the vagrant feather (which cannot be cast away as easily as one would imagine.)  I tour environs, memories, associations, situations,  eidetically, cinematographically, but always only as a virtual unclingon. If asked what’s happening or how I’m doing, I’d like to feel that I can respond with the words of e.e.cummings:  “Life is too much being everything to seem anything, catastrophic included.”  I’d like to feel that I could always greet people with Rumi’s prompt: “How aren’t you?”  Moreover, I would like to always feel that I could describe my undercurrent sense of life’s worth with Crazy Horse’s proclamation: “Today is a good day to die.”


     Well, I haven’t died yet.  Life is too much being everything...and, oh. by the way, how aren't you today?

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