In closing moments of late Winter light
Clouds sinking afire into horizon's shore
Visions shielded by day from instinct's sight
Creep into focus, relink to nature's core

People losing track of reality can be better focused through getting in touch with basic physical movement, moving back into a better mind/body integration.

Speak in Peace

Useful communication requires common metaphor
(Divided by myths forged to unite within our tribe)

When I feel alive, rooted yet wild, outside of frame
a dancing child, free of security derived from shame
able to rise beyond the schoolyard game of divisive naming

I see within my eyes distant seas and shores,
forest folk blinking in the haze,

Obviously "love" is not the answer. (Maybe it is the question?) Rather, self-love may well be the love answer we have been looking for.

I tend to distrust "belief" and rather think through positions based on information. Thus, newly discovered information can lead to new thought.

in the 21st century we don't have to pay a thing but attention to get a first-class education.

I am troubled by the paradigm of ownership in regard to the resources of a society. Ownership, even massive co-ownership, is a divisive concept. We are divided from that which we own, given some sense of entitlement rather than a sense of participation. I think a better paradigm would be a participatory society, in which we are all on the hook for doing well.

In these days of quantum cosmic possibilities, when prophecies and science fiction dreams are inflaming collective imagination, don't we have some more relevant topic than last century's economic dabblings to enshrine?

perhaps we ought to have a new definition of poverty, based not on dollar amounts but quality of life.

(seagoats come out for our moment in the Sun)

What is needed, really for us all, is a basic premise of interpersonal respect.

Surfeited with ire,
if I can marshal it against you
rather than against myself
you provide a useful target

I prophesize by reading wine dregs, which first necessitates the ritual in which the wine is drunk by me, and I am drunk by the wine.

If psychology and religion are not doing it for you, there are a great many more philosophies.

I'm tending to the belief that the universe we live is a creation of advanced gamers.

So many people seem to be so concerned that someone is out to fleece them, that someone might get something they don't deserve, and that someone is poor -- not because of circumstances beyond their control, but on purpose, just so they can get hand-outs. Where did this silly pervasive attitude come from?