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Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2263

Such a rich life we have! Those leaves—how many on that tree? Can I even count the trees? And the clouds and their particles? The many paths of the winds?

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Might we play many-believe? How? Focus and edge of focus. Reverie. Rapture and ecstasy. Mystical awareness. Communitas. Nuances and shimmering shadows. Go in play. At a brink. Seeing what hearing what was not there a moment ago because I did not notice. Make sketches—look at them, see, hear. Look to the edge, the center, lift the corner and peer beneath, what angel hovers “over?”

:- Doug.

Notice the many many ways we all take in the world outside our skins—we are being told “many,” “more,” “bigger,” “smaller,” “something you must miss,” “something other live amongst.”

:- Doug.

Avoid “the.”

:- Doug.

To touch the manyness of a person
hold converse in your heart in your mouth

:- Doug.

Be less to the point
More in your undiscovered

:- Doug.

Small and gnarly be the wood
but you fit it with
many
windows, doors, and skylights
making a home for launch and respite

:- Doug.

Arguments←Explanations←Data←Questions←Imagination←Senses

:- Doug.

In conversation, in reading a poet, we’re not simply reading the writing of our friend, we’re nudging the hand.

:- Doug.

Humans put out our words, and receive other words back. This is akin to how electric eels put out signals. We learn of the others, we also learn of ourselves. We learn of our worlds. Conversation is more important than we thought.

:- Doug.

From walking through my world I take in sparks—my feet striking the stones, the lights burning across the night skies, the flicker in your eyes—and it all has the potential to set my oxygen afire!

:- Doug.

My band strikes up and starts marching when I read something on the edge of my interests. Here I find new corridors opening for our adventure, many wide and headed toward sunrise.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2262

All living beings must be great approximators of their worlds. To live they must stretch their approximations by imagining and conversation. It’s tests and error, error, error, all the way up. Without error you are not stretching, a/k/a learning, a/k/a building a larger world. Conversation is the world of stretching, approximating, and erroring to stretch that world.

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Delete the good stuff, even the best stuff, when it does not fit. Better things you will write. It is the nature of writing to beget better and better. Re-reading the merely great will trap me in old thoughts, past galaxies. Will I be so true to myself as to follow my advice?

:- Doug.

Setting a world tightens the noose.

:- Doug.

The wilderness is right here, across the table.

:- Doug.

Words reflect our eyes
Glimmer in our darkening
Blaze obvious blindingly

:- Doug.

If I don’t know what color your eyes transmit to your brain when you say green, neither can I know what it means to you this moment to be curious.

:- Doug.

I guess about all I really know.

:- Doug.

Conversation is a way of mining life for what it might yet be.

:- Doug.

My bible has more books.

:- Doug.