David Jackson The pathology continues, as the collapse into chaos intensifies. One aspect of this mayhem is responding to it in an irrational way. A rational response would be to get information about it from reliable sources—rather than turning away from it. Having a sense of what is coming affords us time to prepare, as best we … Read more
There is something about Standing in the madness and searching for reasons Taking us to the inventions of thought’s imagination Fantasy trying to cope with loss In the character of feelings And “Here I am.” And also, “Here we are.” Embedded in day-to-day labors of needing Surviving in distraction and engagement Focusing on each step … Read more
There is something like a privilege and honor to be present in life at such a moment in time in human evolution’s calendar. A marker of some kind? I would say it is more about failure than it is success. I don’t need to adhere to the kind of “nice” that frames a nourishment of … Read more
Ceaseless Blaspheme! Having had another encounter with Mel and the “DT (Donald Trump) Syndrome” . . . If he feels he is being contradicted, or told to see it as a ‘conventional understanding’, he has to attack the “person” who is informing him . . . He is unable to think and consider what is … Read more
Disturbing dream . . . The first part takes place as I am looking down on the street from my apartment window. There was some kind of anger, hate thing, going on. It wasn’t about me personally, but about my being an “outsider” in this particular neighborhood or city. I was being careful to stay … Read more
Fall shifting From out to in Chill to hot Far to close Ground baren Blowing in mess Distance greater No more cherries Leaves collapse Darkness greys the day Sweater’s paint the colors Jackets and hats Hold back the cold Barbeque moves inside Golf turns to football Football to basketball Christmas is born in the mall … Read more
Where do I go in this empty space? I feel I am following in inertia More than meaning And that this is part of getting from here to there Perhaps it is time for distraction? But I don’t think so Not knowing where to go Is that which fills the gaps in time’s spaces It … Read more
I don’t know its heart . . . another paradox for humankind—and all life on the Earth. The smart ones don’t want to learn what they don’t already know. Its like they have climbed to the top of one shelf and don’t know there are more—they don’t want to struggle to climb another. They conclude … Read more