Showing posts with label Dakotah Redstone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dakotah Redstone. Show all posts

Monday, March 11, 2019

the server seems to be down (has been for while I think, based on the satellite view page)

Sunday, February 10, 2019

discipline near 24K just got some reinforcements, with the arrival of Riverbend Maximum Security Correctional...

discipline near 24K just got some reinforcements, with the arrival of Riverbend Maximum Security Correctional Facility ... [hereafter referred to as either RMSCF for short ;) or "Rivermax" as the "residents" call it ]



Friday, January 18, 2019

At a memorial

At a memorial

The world of words is smaller today.
I cannot say I remember her because I don't remember much.
I cannot proclaim her my favorite poet that is someone else.
I read, perhaps reread, wonderful examples of her work scattered among the bouquets of superlatives,
left by others who are more familiar with her life's work.
What tribute, what thanks, what consolation can I leave?
Only tears,
and an oft repeated resolve to add more poetry to the world...
all too soon forgotten in the rain.

January 18, 2019
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[https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2017/11/27/what-mary-olivers-critics-dont-understand]
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zsr3ZZzH-MA] Mary Oliver reads from A Thousand Mornings
[https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/mary-oliver]
[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Oliver]

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/other/madonna-oprah-winfrey-and-more-remember-pulitzer-prize-winning-poet-mary-oliver/ar-BBSoL8x
https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/other/madonna-oprah-winfrey-and-more-remember-pulitzer-prize-winning-poet-mary-oliver/ar-BBSoL8x

Sunday, January 13, 2019

Saturday, January 12, 2019

the calm before...


the calm before...

speaking of disoriented... (non-sequitur) that doesn't look right - I'm a "visual" speller...

speaking of disoriented... (non-sequitur) that doesn't look right - I'm a "visual" speller...

A beginning is a very delicate time ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZ7DkBFjLRI ). I remember growing up; when we weren't avoiding being stepped on by giant reptiles, we were gathered around the fire listening to stories. Around a certain time in the fall of each year, you would push the button on the storybox and the little imaginary beings would act out one of my favorite stories, one full of good truths. There was this young girl with a tiny dog who after a great storm found herself far from home, disoriented. She had to begin all over in a strange place, not knowing "how things worked"/"who was who"/"what was what"... in short she had to figure out what she was "supposed" to do.

A ways into the story, there is a spot where there is a big loud head, "telling" her all sorts of "important" things. The magic phrase "pay no attention to the man behind the curtain" is uttered ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivRKfwmgrHY ), and it is the key to unlocking "hidden knowledge". Now, I don't remember all the details of the story, and I am certain that I am unsure of how it relates to what is going on here... but I do know, it IS a magic phrase.

What I have figured out, (if I remember correctly, never a good bet) is that there is noise, and there is truth. The "trick" to finding your way (to wherever your destination, be it "home", OR "out there") is to be able to sniff out the difference. And quite often the first step is just deciding where you "want" to go. "You" get to pick.

It IS kind of "vague and undefined" sometimes... LEAP on the opportunity to fill in the spaces... with YOUR choices. :)

Just what are we dealing with here?

Just what are we dealing with here?

[giant hand picks up the wolf, holding the head lightly between thumb and forefinger... ]

[squeezes gently, checking consistency of "fill"...]

[giant hand flops the stuffed toy unceremoniously onto the cold white Formica desktop, sound of an overhead light clicking, scene is "well-lit" now...]

[off screen we hear a familiar snapping sound of someone putting on rubber gloves...]

[on screen we see giant hand, now gloved, pushing the frost-blue fur on the back of the head around to reveal a zipper... ]

[giant hand pulls open the zipper revealing a mass of spongy grey filling inside the head, which conceals something, something from the past which might shed some light on the mystery surrounding the object ( https://sites.google.com/view/briteanvil/page )... ]

https://sites.google.com/view/briteanvil/page

This is about the best I've been able to do so far.

This is about the best I've been able to do so far. I can't get comments to upload consistently to blogger. It might be a bandwidth ...