reflections from Xiandai Dadao

...this wordworm is dedicated to my good friend Doug Milam. he is amused by this world and fascinated with its messages, clues, and inky witprints.  he inspires me to see this world in different wavelengths, write about it, and change myself in the process.  he's nothing short of a brilliant sand castle carver with miles of beach, buckets of laughter, and eons of sunshine...

Sitting on my bicycle pulled over out of harm's way - respect the speedy scooter or careless ebike.

i shed my down vest and shell to acknowledge how distant the near frozen morning has become.

the sun warms everything not blocked by the twenty-six story apartment buildings, making the shade feel like the afternoon has slipped away.

my front tire rests at an angle on the curb making its own shadows on the sidewalk.

my wool sweater and jeans retaining the warmth recently earned.

i reach for a vacuum bottle of coffee out of greed for the next level; beyond perfection - a fool's motion.

…and yet to trade a sliver of awareness for the bliss of steamy java seems an obvious transition.

warm, almost hot, liquid slithering to the back of the mouth and down the throat.

eyes open, then dart, half-smile asking for validation, sun slips below the roof line.

i enjoy the moment and it passes so quickly

leaving like a friend you love because they don't get attached, like you do, to the past.

one more sip of joe; time to go…

thoughts on the human experience

helping others, fulfilling needs, exploring, nesting, in/out, deprived when mediocrity present, highs/lows - good in theory from a distance, lows are intense and dreaded but are real and we desire real because we want the full experience, not half or two thirds but all there is available to us, which is limited due to society, money, awareness, and time. breathe it in, spit it out. smell the roses, scream at the thorns. touch the breast, sing melancholy memories. one more time. just one more time. why sweet tastes at the end of time? been there, done that - but yes, one more please - consume, live, re-live, and describe to another who can't taste, see, smell. ears perfect, packet received. smiles, joy - the result of hard work, perseverance - perhaps the purpose of it all - momentary satisfaction - or even better (?)…contributing to someone else's.