A Poem From Random Thoughts

From Reach to Tilt

The light shot strikes the corrugated pattern of the stone wall.

A lip accounts a tube,

undulating throughout a cruel century,

The spirit ventures,

a lonely tooth shaming the agony reflected in a

delicate molecule.

Cement coughs through stone.

Above the worthwhile danger faints the invented effect.

Can wealth summarize stone?

Tilt originates from reach.

The toe retracts under the tremendous shift of stone.

Reach walks in the gut.

Tilt leans the spirit forward.

A Place Outside My Experience

It all had to do with the center of a cat’s smile

and empty parking spaces on top of a tall building.

Mixing Up the Message

This is a Wordle of my post Invincible Summer

You can play too: Wordle.

3 Random Quotes I Stumbled On and The Usual Commentary

I usually post a poem on Mondays, but as art must not be rushed, I will publish no poem before its time. I will give you my Tuesday quotes today, a rather random assortment. However, they each fit with how I am trying to reframe my life in the present and future.

If someone were to ask me whether I believed in God, or saw God, or had a particular relationship with God, I would reply that I don’t separate God from my world in my thinking. I feel that God is everywhere. That’s why I never feel separated from God or feel I must seek God, any more than a fish in the ocean feels the need to seek water. In a sense, God is the “ocean” in which we live.

Robert Fulghum “Pay Attention”

Robert Fulghum was a minister at the UU Church I attended in Edmunds, WA. I was lucky to hear him speak 3 times. He is deadly serious about being playful, and one of my role models for the next 20 years of my life.

“When one jumps over the edge, one is bound to land somewhere.”

D. H. Lawrence

This is about taking big risks in order to create your life. Sometimes I feel too careful about what I am doing. It is the way I am working on thinking.

“From the age of six I have had a mania for sketching the forms of things. From about the age of 50, I produced a number of design, yet of all I drew prior to the age of 70 there is truly nothing of any great note. At the age of 73 I finally apprehended something of the true quality of birds, animals, insects, fishes and of the vital nature of grasses and trees. Therefore at 80 I shall have made some progress, at 90 I shall have penetrated even further the deeper meaning of things, at100 I shall have become truly marvelous, and at 110, each dot, each line shall surely possess a life of its own.”

Katsushika Hokusai

This pretty much speaks for itself. I want to live as if I could go on learning forever, and live each moment as if it were my last. Can I do both? What harm is there in trying? The final result is bound to be the same no matter what.

4 quotes and a little thought of my own

“Man is the creature that wants to be God.”

Jean-Paul Sartre

“Oh God, come to my assistance/ Oh God, make haste to help me”

Psalm 70

In my hour of darkness,

In my time of need,

Oh Lord, grant me visions,

Oh Lord, give me speed.

Gram Parsons

Words, as is well known, are the great foes of reality.

Joseph Conrad

 

It’s the chaos in the form that I am looking for!