You are destined to repeat the mistakes of your parents, of your line, on some level. The fact that they went through it doesn’t mean you won't, it means you may choose a different path when those choices present themselves. Over and over these things have happened to your people, as they are happening to you.

Draft 1: The Exceptional Tale of Bet and Estelle
Based on a True Story and soon to be an illustrated children’s book

P1
I love you, Bet.
I love you, Estelle.
You know me oh-so
Very well
Please tell me if
You dream of me
I’ll tell you Bet
I will, you’ll see!

P2
See Bet, and dentist
Oh the dread!
She remembered what last night
Her mother had said

Give me a burka
I'm causing a scene
I'll make you go crazy
You'll make me unclean

Cover me over
My skin is a sin
i SAW you You SAW me
Your eyes wanted in

I saw what you wanted
You knew how I feel
Those scenes that we conjured
You think of them still

It's shameful these secrets
Between all these minds
Between all these moments
Between all these thighs

Deep inside my mind, I am bioluminescent. It is blue-green, or is it purple?

I illuminate when I’ve done something novel or have a new emotion, what body and I have never felt or seen before. They rush to it like magnetic light sensors, poring over and recording the information. Cooling it for storage.

It’s one of those days you know, when things are changing. Like the day on the dock at Artica, when my son’s clear eyes began to understand, how I saw he started recording. Next to Head of Buffalo someone fashioned out of old things, the wise man told us that this was a new day, a new life. Each moment we breathe out the past world and breathe in the new. Breathe in, breathe out.

I do wish he was here. I wish so many things. I wish this life was not so often heavy and complicated, that I could be present every moment in grace. I am not hot or cold. I do not have poison ivy. I am not in physical discomfort.

Pray, girl you pray
That the storm goes away
As your future is filling with oil

With each drop you pray
That the world falls away
Because either way blood likes to boil

You are here in this lie
I pretend you and I
Are filling my body with words

Words that you write
After being in mine
So aroused by the things that you heard

The less that I sleep
The further it seeps

I will do anything to survive in my environment. I will hurt myself and push and scream and someday, if I have to, Meg Rivers will become a ninja.

So much negativity and criticism, tsk tsk. Why is it that negativity gets the highest ratings, even here? Why do you think the media is sensational in the way it is? It is because of the constant critic inside us that loves to react negatively to things, because our attitude is fundamentally negative.

Think it out, don’t wait for evidence to imagine. When a thought arises, follow it out, all the way. Take that thought as far as your mind can see. Be in silence and work things through. It should hurt. Research the end result. Remember that thinking inside our current parameters creates our current paradigm.

All right, I keep taking this down because I'm in the process of applying for grad schools, and Anthropology departments aren't too keen on Intelligent Design proponents. To be honest, I never liked them much myself. But here goes, posting it again for Lion Kimbro.

The Theory of Megamind
by Meg Rivers

I would like to formally offer my services to any Evolver, if you have something to trade, awesome. If not, I'll help you just the same. My services don't amount to very much, so don't get excited, but this is what I have to give:

Initial Lessons from the Theory of Megamind (A Microbialist View)

By Meg Rivers

1. Your body is unbelievably powerful. You have also power, but are billions of years in evolution behind your body.

2. Body is a separately conscious and intelligent entity from your mind.

I lived the last decades of my life furious, angry at injustice, and that anger gave me power. I'm not ashamed of it, and I enjoyed it. A lot. I am not offended by your anger, and if you have it, it may be serving a purpose. Anger at injustice can fuel one to head in the right direction.

Don’t drink the fluorinated tap water, but don’t drink bottled water because the plastic will poison you with BHP, and the bottles pollute the environment.

The Endemic Dream is an international scientific dream experiment, intended to culminate in a quantifiable result.

One evening last fall I was standing outside my back door with my friend Roger. He started to say something and as he was speaking, I noticed an enormous garden spider hanging above him in the dark. It was an abnormal peachy-orange color whereas usually around here they are yellow and green. “Whoa there, Roger. Don't move,” I said.

The Way is a precursor of the Word. The Way cannot be named, or adequately described, because it came before the words. There's no precursor to the word "Word" in its original form. It can't be done. Therein lies the irony of existence. It is "The Way".