Waveform

Between particle phyics, and liminal sci-fi book review, videos, I felt an opportunity to write something in my particular not-a-song style just to give voice to my time-use.

I may finally break out my paints and go visual...

any way:

Seven days since housemates left

To see their people, or escape our weather.

Days of downstairs video viewing

watching shows I'd purchased and

keep repeating.

Nearing finish on the second novel:

Plotlines tending and resolutions render.

My own circumstsnces can't be mastered

until crisis forces open avenues suspended:

Much like awaiting deployment, I imagine,

and how that chapter of mine yet unwritten.

What will it look like, imagination's-

exercise seems pointless while yet I have

shelter.

If only I were a bandit in a hideout waiting

-- or in fallout shelter to surface exploration...

:: Instead like Schroedinger's kitty my

Quantum Indetermination is still in box lid

Superposition revelation suspension.

I'm watching your 3 hour interview again.

So lovely.

Hanukkah

Ever burning wick with the oil preserved, still kindled in golden licks, -- flickered, perhaps, -- but no other light in the darkness shines as bright, my love, as the fire in your eyes,

❤K

I love how you chose, Idol, instead of, Legend, in, Long Was The Black Tar Road.

❤K

I was searching for Phil on YouTube, and found this one.  They only had good things to say about you, so I'm posting it here.

LINK

I wish my camera could properly depict the shade of the sky at this moment.

It is a pale, cold, metallic charcoal, and the snow contrasts so beautifully against the small windows of sky which peek through the elm branches still full of dry leaves, past the skyline of the local apartments, and further down the street with its hints of pink-orange with wisps of magenta.

So much beauty in this world