And the surprise, it is to be alive

8/19/2023 heading to the boat

Need to take an extended alcohol break — have found myself overindulging a bit too often lately

Back in 2012 — such a break was probably necessary but unthinkable

A great deal has changed since then — A shout out to Erik Hoel for an excellent vibe shift article

What the heck happened in 2012?

And a shoutout to Dr. Erik Davis whose “High Weirdness” got there first

Ask Dr. D. 8

And a poem — whose title I’m gonna steal for my next book

Cultivate a sense of surprise when you wake up alive
Con/Jur/d, 8/19/2023

The first time it happened
probably then, soon after
argued then for being able

To make our own judgments
this indecision, having climbed
past a gentle fall, the shale

Crumbles in our fingers
beneath our toes, the smell
of moss, the sound falling

Like a waterfall, in the distance
friends shout, having chosen

A different route, Tony
who chose once to grab

And hang

Over the sand cliff’s edge
only to have, the branch
snap, plummetting

Head over heel, past
boulders and tree trunks
to land standing in the bay

uninjured, we couldn’t stop
laughing, so he didn’t
speak to us for a week

Now stands above, yelling
platitudes, and our legs
arms shake, the roar of
blood, louder than

Suddenly, you’re there
laying on the sun stained
slabs, gasping

Fish-like, with no memory
of climbing, on arriving
just grateful to 

And the surprise, it is
to be alive.

Much love to brs, siss, and all other sentience identified,

Con/Jur/d, 8/19/2023