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Conversation adds complexity to two complexities.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2358

Kronos and Kairos
gods you are
who touch but do not own
time—you we made up
to figure out a little
of what we might yet mean
when we say time
But time is our larger god
our over-god
whom we also made up
to worship

Mine—another larger god
to deceive us
to tell us of belonging
as if two ephemeral things
ever hooked each other ever
Some stories it seems
we tell ourselves
to make it through this night
or this millennium
or to build this whatever this
which may not outlast
any of us
but it is mine

Mind—a fabric
woven every day
weaving, woven, unwoven
every song
every prayer
every conversation
constructed, constructing
itself
person
world
Mind does not exist
if
we do not weave
brain grows from
little gametes meeting
but mind’s made up
and so never made up

Time, mine, mind
human sandcastles

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A woman was telling us about her husband’s dementia: he has almost totally stopped speaking. She said plaintively, “There is no conversation. There is no conversation.”

:- Doug.