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To see anew we must change the place from which we look. Then we soon come back, carrying a new set of eye mirrors.

:- Doug.

What we don’t know about conversation is what we don’t know about each other.

:- Doug.

The centerpiece of our conversation is the unknown; and this in one another and our vastness and wonder.

:- Doug.

There is in walking together a shared physiology.

:- Doug.

There is to be found, even in short conversations, a shiver.

:- Doug.

People carry around awe: see how they step in to help a stranger? Even smile to one another? Their lives! Their minds! Their spirits!

:- Doug.

Conversing carries us to vastness.

:- Doug.

Let’s play with play in conversation! Maybe with conversation in play!

:- Doug.

Much of life is conversation.

:- Doug.

What could be vaster than conversation among the greathearted?

:- Doug.

To converse is to risk, to risk is to converse.

:- Doug.

It may not be make-believe at the heart of conversation, but the center has the marks of a willing and even mutual suspension.

:- Doug.

I’m not ready to say conversation and play are the same, only that conversation can grow from play.

:- Doug.

Make a daily entry of what happened in your conversations that day. Most importantly, write it artfully. Why artfully? I can’t say all. I know it’s important.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2236

We are in for even more heaving of the ground beneath, not just in politics, which is its epicenter, but in our very toehold in life. With artificial intelligence now let out of the laboratory, and with ethics thrown overboard, we won’t be able to trust our eyes, nor ears. The pictures and squawks or sweet sounds we get will have little relation to reality. The 2024 election will shove us into a molten looking glass world. Solid footing will be found only with great discerning effort. It might come to us in hugs.

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If play be not like conversation then maybe improvisation is. Surely all conversation is improvised—or ought to be.

:- Doug.

Fun. There is fun in conversation, the play of it is not to be denied.

:- Doug.

Learn of your dreams: what are your images?

:- Doug.

The meeting place, the world between, this is where we grow. Between, not at our ends. For we are ever reaching out to one another.

:- Doug.

Poetry is conversation
I don’t know why
Just that it is

:- Doug.

Use it
Get it out
Foggy it floats

:- Doug.

What is the shape of bubbles, meeting?

:- Doug.

The conversation is a world, a wormhole between worlds, and the growing point of life. How is it all three?

Poetry & Conversation
Life & Play
& Bubbles
Like kernels of corn
Blazing

How can positive convex shapes fit next to one another comfortably? See the fat kernels on the ear? How do bubbles blaze but of a bright summers day & shimmering rainbows?

:- Doug.