Spread the 'real'

2/24/2022 Do you think belief is 'real?'

In one of my different lives — I’m a journalist — This me — has the same impulse — although my love of speculative fiction prevents me from easily accepting manufactured ‘reality tunnels’

I’d like to say — unlike the other me — I follow Antero Alli’s ‘rules’ from Angel Tech — But that would be a ‘fantasy’ — a lie — I hope you don’t come here for comfortable fantasies?

When I was young — I needed to be reminded how weird and miraculous this ‘reality’ was — I believed the lies I was told and didn’t grok the banality of evil

I had to return to the Well — more often than dictated or justified by thirst alone

I’d like to say it’s different now — at least I chose this lie — What comes out of his mouth next — is the difference between me and them

I still thought there were big stories I could change by being ‘right’

The other me — never learned the difference between ‘right’ and ‘real’

Although we — like others working on being human — are a work in progress — I’d like to think — I’m reporting on ‘The Real’ and they’re reporting on the ‘The Right’ — so if you’re here for a daily fx of confirmation bias — you’ll be disappointed

If you visit for the pictures — and are open to stepping thru the gate — and lessening the burden of being ‘right’ — occasionally — you might be amused — maybe — a little satisfied

Hope y’all are satisfied and if not, look out of any aperture, like the ones you used to get down here, see this moment, and accept it is as perfect without reference to right or wrong.

Much love,

Con/Jur/d, 2/24/2022

PS From Larry Robinson’s Poetry list

Apricot Blossoms by Trout Black

Apricot Blossoms


A passel of smoothers

slide onto the rink

and clean the ice

as the last 5 skaters

prepare to complete

their already ruined pursuit

of bronze, silver, and gold

A hundred thousand Russian troops

mass at Ukraine's border,

tanks, missiles, bombers, ships,

ready,

threatening

Deep in the midst of China

"brainwashed' Uyghurs

are walled-in for cleaning

Our world hurts,

is angry, afraid, outraged

Outside my window

an apricot tree

blossoms

in unbridled enthusiasm

Which direction should I look ?

I remember our genocide

of indigenous people,

our shipping of enslaved children,

women, and men from Africa,

our extermination of seven-eights

of our country's friendly old trees

15-year-old Kamila,

sobbing after her disaster,

is embraced by her coach,

from whom she shrinks

Putin smiles

An Uyghur carries

the Chinese banner

and helps light the

Olympic flame

Where should we look ?

Outside my window

bees carry apricot pollen

from blossom

to blossom.

Yes,

where should we look ?

        - Trout Black