Wednesday, August 19, 2009


"Do people live in circles today? No. They live in boxes. They wake up every morning in a box of their bedrooms because a box next to them started making beeping noises to tell them it was time to get up. They eat their breakfast out of a box and then they throw that box away into another box. Then they leave the box where they live and get into another box with wheels and drive to work, which is just another big box broken into little cubicle boxes where a bunch of people spend their days sitting and staring at the computer boxes in front of them. When the day is over, everyone gets into the box with wheels again and goes home to the house boxes and spends the evening staring at the television boxes for entertainment. They get their music from a box, they get their food from a box, they keep their clothing in a box, they live their lives in a box."

Tuesday, August 18, 2009


"I live in nature where everything is connected, circular. The seasons are circular. The planet is circular, and so is the planet around the sun. The course of water over the earth is circular coming down from the sky and circulating through the world to spread life and then evaporating up again. I live in a circular teepee and build my fire in a circle. The life cycles of plants and animals are circular. I live outside where I can see this. The ancient people understood that our world is a circle, but we modern people have lost site of that. I don't live inside buildings because buildings are dead places where nothing grows, where water doesn't flow, and where life stops. I don't want to live in a dead place. People say that I don't live in a real world, but it's modern Americans who live in a fake world, because they have stepped outside the natural circle of life."

Friday, August 07, 2009

wild approach

beauty deep within the chasm of light. falling through the darkness. screaming. when a hand reaches out.... and pulls my chord. forgotten. i prepared for this. i packed my chute. air rushing past -- filling my wings. caught. hard. now floating. no longer screaming. only laughing. quietly deep inside my core. I LAUGH. i float effortlessly to the ground and take hold of the hand that reminded me of what was inside.

quiet consumption

chilling sight
fallen out of step
forgotten seasons
mistaken impressions
of a doomed reality
that subsides....

when my forest
is used up

who will notice?
who will re-plant?

modern necessities
not needed
no longer

classic formations
yearned for

i desire not
a continuation
a stagnation
a resurrection
a transformation

into something
never seen

modern gifts
of science
and thought
to create
a new
natural order.

Thursday, August 06, 2009


'what Eustace sees is a society steadily undoing itself, it might be argued, by its own over-resourcefulness. Clever, ambitious, and always in search of greater efficiency, we Americans have, in two short centuries, created a world of push-button, round-the-clock comfort for ourselves. The basic needs of humanity - food, clothing, shelter, entertainment, transportation, and even sexual pleasure - no longer need to be personally labored for or ritualized or even understood. All these things are available to us now for mere cash. Or credit. Which means that nobody needs to know how to do anything anymore, except the one narrow skill that will earn enough money to pay for the conveniences and services of modern living.'