I am trying to achieve

 Arguing with someone at table last night; then reading Johnson quoting Conrad this morning:

In one of the rare interviews he did, the fiction writer and poet Denis Johnson — who died on Wednesday at 67 — was asked about his craft, and he quoted these lines from Joseph Conrad:  

“My task which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word to make you hear, to make you feel — it is, before all, to make you see. That — and no more, and it is everything.” 

-- Denis Johnson’s Poetic Visions of a Fallen World, The New York Times, 26May2017

To think is not a mere rationalizing. It is hearing, feeling, and seeing. 

here

is who
I am

this
is what I am

this
what is

here

both sides now

this is

what

I

am

I

what is

this

one care short

The inmate student said he was "one CaRe short."

I told him that was a good title for his memoir.

Mine, as well.

new crude flashing

In carafe 

             Yesterday's coffee

Considers half and half

             

In mind

              America fears

New hatred of itself

In early morning

               Rain steadily

Falling through growling

Thunder

                Off

Our fading memory

good night and joy be with you all

The Remarkable Death and Life of John Shields is well worth the read and the viewing of brief videos.

you

The Egg, by Andy Weir.

The narrative:

http://highexistence.com/images/view/the-egg-by-andy-weir/

A film adaption:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1VN5zICGeU#t=427.719997955

An excerpt:

You were on your way home when you died. 

subicio

and

when

I

dies

who

will

object

only words

Remember when words seem to have unambiguous meanings?

That never was the case.

Let words be words -- ever the same, ever changing -- and we with them.

A Bushido manual, the Hagakure, offers the following instruction:

Every morning make up thy mind how to die. Every morning freshen thy mind in the thought of death. And let this be done without end. Thus will thy mind be prepared. When thy mind is always set on death, the way through life will always be straight and simple.         (Bellah, p.91, in Comparative Religious Ethics, Fasching & Dechant, 2001, p.63) 

The only way to live is to die.

The only way to die is to live.

They’re only words.

is there, you ask, something wrong with the world

Yes

There is a choice

Lies or truth

Choose

Remain locked, or

Walk free

Whether enclosed or

Wandering open

again...the blindness?

Memory. "The Keepers".

The awful ignorance and pathetic complicity of abuse.

Makes the thought of avenging reciprocity against perpetrators surprisingly attractive.

No authority can be trusted.

We are stopping into a very dangerous deficiency.

The perverse are no longer safe.

Nor are the compromised.

Why, again...the blindness?

trinity

Three

When two

Need one

To transcend conflict

Beyond, dancing

tranquility

Birds don't care about politics.

Morning comes, they sing.

They fly to feeder & eat.

It is spring.

Green grass & budding leaf.

Maine.

Quies

untidy pachyderm

Ego

dies

with

death

Why not

Start now

two ways of finding out

if I
die
before
I
wake;

If
I wake
before
 I
die

rouwbeklag

From the Netherlands: 

"And now we are very tired and we must find the way to normal life again." (WvdB)

After a death. A home vigil. A cremation service.

A new and empty space.

Domine labia mea aperies et os meum adnuntiabit laudem tuam

Mourning Doves at first hint of light

Monk-chant the morning

Recitative dawn voices background

we're still a nation of laws, right

Turn the page

The story changes

Denouement

Molasses cookies and coconut milk ice cream

A temporary turnaround

this is not a typical situation

The future of this country

Moment by moment is called into question

Except for three men who whistle past the graveyard

Mr Ryan, Mr McConnell, Mr Trump

It is nighttime

nada más

Question Zen; there's no answer.

Question God; no One answers.

Question Self; one knows nothing.

Ask no question; get no response.