Promise me this, that you will not forget Anything this earth has taught you From the microbe to where you are standing now. You will need it, and it just might need you To recognize how much you need it.
It will be the earth that will remind you What a plant is as you stare at the red rock, Its dust shielded from your face By your technological carapace. It will remind you to stop staring, It will remind you to start caring
Before the shield is removed, You cannot breathe despite the calculactions, All the calculations you made, Because we started with our rapaciousness Rather than with love, because we forgot That a planet is a planet is a planet, Like the one we left tired and shot, Like that one whose name we barely recall.
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces.
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Thank you, Paula!
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