National Park Service photo, IC 2118, Horsehead Nebulae taken from Chaco Culture National Historic Park
I CALL OUT TO YOU
FROM THE LAND OF INTIMATE DARKNESS AND CONFUSION
WHERE TEDIUM CASUALLY SITS NEXT TO HORROR
AND WE ALL PRETEND THAT IT MAKES SENSE
I CALL OUT TO YOU
FROM THE PLACE WHERE THE BEINGS GIVE THEIR GENETIC ESSENCE,
AND SHE GROWS YOU IN HER BODY,
CLOSEST of the CLOSEST of the CLOSEST
AND THEN THEY ALL DISAPPEAR WHOLLY AND FOREVER
SILENCE NOTHINGNESS GONE
GONE
I CALL OUT TO YOU
FROM WHERE INDIA OPENS A SMALL PEEP HOLE
AND ALL OF EVERYTHING LIES HIDDEN INNOCENTLY BEHIND
IN A RUSH OF CONSTANT GALAXIES
I CALL OUT TO YOU
FROM WHERE THE INCREASING JOY OF A HINT
COLLIDES WITH THE TERROR OF THE IGNORANCE
AND THE CLOCK ADVANCES
I CALL OUT TO YOU FOR THE TRUTH
I DON'T CARE NOW IF IT DEMOLISHES ALL OF MY PERSONAL LIFE-LONG SCAFFOLDING OF EVERYTHING
FOR THE TRUTH NOW
I WOULD SURRENDER THE LAST SHRED OF MY SELF!
I WOULD HURL IT UP IN EXULTATION!
LET THE GREEN GROWING OXYGEN BREEZE
BLOW RIGHT THROUGH ME!
------------------------ I WANT TO BECOME THAT FORCE THAT BLASTS THE MOUNTAIN PEAKS!


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FROM WHERE THE INCREASING JOY OF A HINT
COLLIDES WITH THE TERROR OF THE IGNORANCE
This is awesome. R
aw shucks Jane, that is nice
thanks for dropping in Ken
Thanks so much Toth! it was happy and energizing to write.
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Geologist worry about gas drilling methane.
In days when Shepherds tended sheep flocks . . .
If a flock of sheep went into a valley sheep farted.
Sometimes the Shepherd died from inhaling gases.
Methane gas lulled a flock and goat herder to sleep.
Wise scientist/geologist are concerned it may occur.
In past times /if a Shepherd was not wise all did die.
glad you could drop by, thank you!
Algis you are always appreciated!
Bob, anything from you is always great!
Art,
by the way this is not about
FRACKING!
I did not know that about sheep, another hazard to worry about!
just kidding
thanks for your comment
DH Austin
PRICELESS!
I WOULD SURRENDER THE LAST SHRED OF MY SELF!"
Amazing piece Kathy. The illusions are only held together by our egos aren't they? Are they even doing us any good?
Blue, this was a favorite of mine. I do appreciate the comment!
"LET THE GREEN GROWING OXYGEN BREEZE
BLOW RIGHT THROUGH ME!"
Amen.
A hug.
"I CALL OUT TO YOU
FROM WHERE THE INCREASING JOY OF A HINT
COLLIDES WITH THE TERROR OF THE IGNORANCE."
This is a Whitmanesque sweep of cosmic energy through the cobwebbed "scaffolding" (I love your use of this word) of our existence. You should send this one out - The New Yorker?
P. S. - Also love the star picture.