everything

Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.

--Rainer Maria Rilke

Walk

Stepping
across
the
walk
sign
lights
up
stays
on
turns
red

Together

Moving
toward
de-sync
sync,
touching
movement
toward

as it is

10 days later
or so
settling into
walk
leaving it
so

Running off

Filtering, breathing, projecting,
take it back in,
to the belly.

Walking, breathing, projecting,
take it back in,
to the belly.

Back in,
where it started.

Oh...

Singing

Sometimes things reveal themselves, but generally they are just happy to be where they are.

Continuous

"Every answer asks a more beautiful question"
E.E. Cummings

Layers

Stepping into focus
various, tendencies
of mind, of considering some
layers
relevant to the cause
while others simply
manifest
across boundaries
by themselves, fully
energized, in light.

Direction

Growth as a one way street,
is kind of narrow
considering,
death is part of the
requirement
for growth.
Might as well,
roll that into the mix.

[screen] [out]

Breath in, moving across
Landscape in, up and down
People in, touching energies
Legs out, stepping forth
Breath out, moving down
People out, energies departing

sinking in

Stepping up the long grade, left leg fighting back. Moving forward, moving through. Makes me think of one of my favorite films, "Naked".

Johnny: Look, if you take the whole of time and represent it by one year, were only in the first few moments of the first of January. There's a long way to go. Only now were not going to spout extra limbs and wings and fins because evolution itself is evolving. When it comes, the apocalypse itself will be part of the process of that leap of evolution.

Brian: Yeah, well. Whatever happens mankind will not cease to exist
Johnny: We must! By the very definition of apocalypse, mankind must cease to exist, at least in a material form.

Brian: What do you mean, in a material form?

Johnny: We will evolve.

Brian: What into?

Johnny: We'll evolve into something that transcends matter, into a species of pure thought. Are you with me?

Brian: Yeah... like a ghost

Johnny: Not like a fucking ghost you big girl's blouse! Into something thats well beyond our comprehension. Into a universal consciousness. Into God. Who is by the same principle that time is.

Brian: You don't believe in God

Johnny: Of course I believe in God

3

Talking, coordinating, missing the step
Musing, confusing, missing the step
Momentum, flow, missing the moment
back, again,
returning to
that flow

2

simple walk
hill side
moving
fore ward
off
on
birds and wire

Shifting Gears

Backpack and biking don't mix after the wreck, especially with the computer in the pack.

Feet are basic moving on the ground, free of extra stuff.

Starting up again, always, getting used to the knee triggers the landscape, the air, the morning time, the thoughts, the space.

Then on to the bus for the last leg, moving downtown into the morning rush, into the offices of startpad.