Write precisely crackles
I like my writing. I like this last insight, the words, the named folks. They can speak to me. I can speak of my crackles. Write precisely crackles.
:- Doug.
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I like my writing. I like this last insight, the words, the named folks. They can speak to me. I can speak of my crackles. Write precisely crackles.
:- Doug.
What crackles in me about Alexander’s work, and Friere’s, Boal’s, Buber’s, Kimmerer’s, Lawley’s and Tomkins’s, Blake’s, Whitman’s, and all the other fireflies in my shimmering night sky? Write about that. Don’t write a book: write precisely that.
:- Doug.
Relation is a door to the wild: to what is larger than us, to what is larger than our default mode network.
:- Doug.
Our entanglements can be loose, a can with a dozen red wigglers in the bottom—we don’t have to be forever knotted. It might just facilitate more connections using time as an accelerant.
:- Doug.