“Do you love me?” Yes I do … “Are you my father?” Yes, I am … “Who is my mother?” Hard to say … there is a bit of inbreeding “What?” There are your brothers and sisters in you … “How does that happen?” I helped it happen … [Raised leaf-brow] “So how was I…
Whence
I am love hard toiled and sown tender and fresh I’m cultivated made of spring made for harvest dirty and raw I’m a mystery simply made spicy hot a culinary adventure I’m of this earth nourished by attention craving isolation I’m a moment a hope I’m a seedling a promise I’m garden a possibility in…
Scale: The Theory of Everything
In perspective there is relativity — and in relativity, anything is possible. Time can stop and time can fly; space can explode into infinity and space can contract to nothingness. And in that perspective, there is scale, where giant canopies can grow from mushrooms and a forest can become a bed of ferns. All text…