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After a november full of blog posting I’ve slowed down. Its good to write, but I’ve been writing letters to friends lately instead of blogging. Letters are great, both sending and receiving. I shouldn’t still be awake, as I have a rather important meeting tomorrow that will last all day. It should be rainy, I should go to sleep but I’m wide wide awake. Life is good. Earlier tonight I saw Kimya Dawson perform, I really really like her. What a treat it was, a very small venue (if it could even be called a “venue”) – she played while sitting on a couch – just herself and her guitar. I spoke with her after the show for a little bit, she’s amazingly humble and sweet.
Sometimes I get all mixed up as to what I’m doing – especially when things get busy. Sometimes I get lost – especially when I think I have it all figured out.

I think I’ve had enough coffee for today.

with diamonds and caviar.

Peaks and valleys
ribbons of smoke.
Faint markings,
stories told.

Focus.

A mallet and chisel
waiting for use,
data carved into marble.

Nature occasionally
rewrites rules.

I wait for the moment of impact,
assuming it so due to the
Doppler effect.

4 x 13 = 52

and unpaid bills,
with the body and mind
slowly regaining its general
composition.

Draft revisions,
meeting agendas,
hard labor approaching fast.

Time for a walkabout,
to rummage through the urban rubbish
looking for the key,
perhaps it was a G?
(as in geometry)
An angle and arc
hold hands and bounce
on a celestial trampoline.

The trick is to know
why the cat jumps,
not how the cat jumps.

Eyes looking through
the Windows,
a sacred flame consuming words.

Great distances traveled to
discover the spherical nature
of reality.
Einsteinian space-time seals
infinity within our realms,
a very anthropocentric concept.
What genius speed-demon will
break the supposed universal speed-limit,
and why haven’t I heard of anyone trying?
A soap box derby of energy.
Speed may be a constraint,
is there faster than fast?
Instantaneousness?

The sunlight melts our
dreams and intentions
into the aether.

A dog growls in its sleep.