December 2021

We are the explication that was the big bang, that grand improvisation, that fireball of “Yes!” our genetic metes and bounds a promethean fire imagined into buckets and translated to each one of us from each of us torqued through disorder and ambiguity and iffy power down this pen and to this page and into…

Gone. Fishing.   Thinking is fishing & a focus on the float. Stare at the stillpoint. Cast. Midair. In the pool. Note the ripples that follow Note the nibbles that follow Fish your thoughts. Eat them for breakfast.