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This is a larger world than we think we see. We see only so far and much and other as our minds make.

:- Doug.

Searching soul, do you
with me find you yearn for
the spirit of Zorba?

:- Doug.

You can still be kind
And so to underturn.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2425

Conversing I am
willing
to fail

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Not visionary
I choose sensorary

:- Doug.

If you don’t traffic with that holy ground today, how will you ever know its texture?

:- Doug.

In you I meet early
morning’s fog arising
from garden at pond’s edge
do you too
receive
this hush?
Remove your boots

:- Doug.

From twenty past four this morning
Instantly aware! For two hours:
Fire! Fire! Fire!

:- Doug.

A bird is a triangle
viewed from here.

:- Doug.

Each thing we create can be turned against us, harm us, even kill us. No matter whether algorithm, corporation, machine, house, baby, or conversation. Fear not. What makes us safe are continual creativity, opening awareness, and lovingkindness toward each and every. So bring on your learning computers.

:- Doug.

Mr. P, I’m sorry that the world is racing ahead of you, that you want to turn it back, slow it down, have it be understandable again. The voices! The languages! The words! How they must spin for you. They come at you! You want to slow them. Stop them.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2424

In each conversation
invite yourself to
earn your right to speak

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How do we know what green looks like to another person?
By conversing.
And how do we know by conversing?
By how it feels, sir,
By how it feels.

:- Doug.

Explain it I will
not. I can
not.

:- Doug.

Our friend is a maze
Our consciousness a conundrum
Our conversation an overlay of labyrinths

Playfully go
Everywhere a surprise!

:- Doug.

What are the ingredients that go into making that batch of cookies? Is there also an art to the making: and to the savoring?

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2423

Conversation cannot be trusted
A blessing

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Even a butcher does not use a chainsaw.

:- Doug.

Seer is a risk.

:- Doug.

Every flower and bud adds to the bouquet.

:- Doug.

Spirit’s world isn’t that
simple. Spirit . . . .

:- Doug.

I used to say I don’t
like surprises but now
I write poems most days

:- Doug.

What is both
wave and particle?
Time is, too

:- Doug.