flow on, Dark River; slip through the night. midnight's thick clouds block the moonlight. your voice drowned out by insect chirr. a Huck Finn raft drifts by at a blur: the rafters unseen; their secret stays hush... but for those red eyes in the underbrush.
What are you most excited about for the future?
The surprises. Who knows what the future might bring? Utopia. Dystopia. Technological breakthroughs might save us, or kill us all. Or maybe there’ll be no technological breakthroughs as we descend into a Luddite-driven dark age. Whatever happens, we’ll never see it coming. SURPRISE!
sole to cold earth: it's the only way i know the limits of this world. feet pressing into this globe are my tether to reality. any other way, and the world could stretch forever. the feel of my weight, popping to heel or ball: pronating & supinating, rolling & reaching, in dance or destruction -- feet leaving the cold earth always reorient to the planet.
We fat all creatures else to fat us and we fat ourselves for maggots… a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.”
HamLet to Claudius in Act IV, Sc. 3
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
Hamlet to Queen Gertrude in Act I, Sc. 5
I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
Hamlet to rosencrantz & Guildenstern in Act I, sc. 2
Brevity is the soul of wit.
Polonius to claudius & gertrude in act II, sc. 2
A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear.
hamlet to rosencrantz in act IV, Sc. 2
cloudless sky. fading shades of blue: cool mountain summer.
What is your favorite genre of music?
I don’t like music by its genre, much to the chagrin of the streaming service that would like to make recommendations but is stumped by the mix of folk, symphonic, rock, instrumental, jazz, international, country, heavy metal and easy listening music that I bounce through.
Tiger Riding for Beginners 