focus infinity
You focus infinity.
:- Doug.
You focus infinity.
:- Doug.
To whom many years are given, from them much is expected.
:- Doug.
With greater age comes greater responsibility. Responsibility to a larger group, perhaps to humanity itself, to creation itself.
:- Doug.
These younguns can crack the books and crack the codes, but you? There are bigger issues, long-term issues. These issues are your summit, to where you have been climbing. Did you really climb all this way to slide down the other side, get a free sled ride?
What is humanity for? What is family for? What good are old people?
If you had time for it, what big question would you take a crack at addressing? Not answering, because these questions are ones which need work for generations. But addressing. Telling the generations that they are worthy of our attention, our effort, our time.
What are questions that will pull you up out of your bed for the rest of your days? Well, I’m waiting. . . .
:- Doug.
A poem is a pruning shears…to turn on yourself. You start getting bushy, scruffy. Then again it might be a garden hose to water some parts of you which have become dried up.
:- Doug.