this is what happens

when you write poetry while reading
quantum physics and natural history
while writing a book about everything

so ok let me get this straight

there was a big bang and
everything blew up and
the universe was created and
stars and galaxies and stuff

and we know this because the universe
is getting bigger so it used to be smaller
about the size of a football actually
when it blew up back in the day
but technically it didn’t blow up
because there was no space for it
to blow up into and no time for it
to happen either / they hadn’t been invented yet
is your mind blown yet ??
there weren’t even the 4 forces
of nature yet no super heroes no video games
it was all chaos and entropy
and stuff that we don’t even know about

and yet something happened and now i’m here
standing on this planet in this room
along with you in a human body as
a member of a tribe of a species a habitat a
social ranking a designation a name a house
with an address a title a label / of all the possibilities of
the subatomic quantum particle physics stuff
theories of everything and invisible infinite universes
and stuff / this is what happened cool
here we are

and i’m rapping it out this piece well maybe not
rapping really but trying to do my best
to say it right get it tight with all my might
see the light fly so high through the sky that is already
here among us / the sky touches us all the way
down to the ground it sounds like nothing but it
looks like everything / hey our brains were
formatted designed by 3 1/2 billion years of
evolution on this planet all those
creatures and organisms that came before
wired our brain made us who we are
took into consideration
the sacred libation the tree of life and
the baptism and the transformation adaption
so who can say how it should be or
even how it is ??

don’t give up grasshopper
remember what you learned
when you were high what you dreamed
when you were a little child
and you wore your superhero cape to the store
with your mom unashamedly holding her hand
and believing in your dream with such ferocity
not even knowing the difference between
that reality and any others say that
of your mom for example or the adults
around you the people who were supposed
to know the teachers and the leaders and the
elders and the old ones white as snow and wrinkled

calibrate this / the chances of elves
and gnomes being real / but then
why are they in our stories huh ??
our stories are as real as as we are
if we believe in them right ?? the movies ??
faith based reality ?? it’s trending these days

but it’s always been that way
the only thing i know for sure is that
here i am which is the subject of this
dissertation this diatribe this tirade this echolocation
this deep and inviting incantation into the bright
insight of the night resembling a realization

i am here and you are too and somehow
that is good and god i am glad and it could have happened
this way or that way or it could have happened
a million trillion zillion other ways
is all i’m saying

the end


progress continues apace

on my new book
the story is finding its way
the style and tone are coming into focus

from chapter 3 ‘symbiosis’
talking about the creation and expansion of the universe
was it a big bang?

“Maybe the universe came into being with a shriek of joy and has been reverberating with that energy ever since; from matter to atoms to stars to planets to life, millions of species of life, life in profusion living together in a bio-habitat on a small planet orbiting a medium sized star in a large galaxy.  What profusion.  There may be profusions of life elsewhere in the universe too given that there are about 100 billion known galaxies each filled with about 100 billion stars.  Many cosmologists put the odds at better than even.  Maybe we are like the pre-Columbian Europeans who did not know about the existence of another world on their own planet.  Nor did the people in the ‘other world’ know about them.  Let’s hope our introduction to the ‘others’, the extraterrestrials (if it ever happens), goes better than that encounter. 

In any case this seems to be the driving principle of the universe.  Make it better, try something new, keep the best ideas, let go of the mistakes, move forward.  That blueprint is replicated in every living cell of every living creature on this planet.  That could qualify as a joyful shriek I think.”


the five pillars of geekdom

#1 the power of open // anyone can join on their merit

#2 the power of community // geekdom is about building technologists and entrepreneurs with the power of collaboration

#3 the power of heart-set // geekdom promotes the entrepreneurial heart-set as much as the mind-set: permission to fail and the role of risk as an opportunity

#4 the power of mentors // we ask our members to give back 1 hour of time per month to ensure collaboration and help guide other members to success

#5 the power of mission // you belong at geekdom if you share our belief that entrepreneurship is a vehicle of community progress and human progress, not just financial progress. We are a force for good

i’m going in
this will help me develop
my website marketing and distribution skills
and i’ll have the chance to interact
with alot of other innovative
and creative people / that can’t be bad
i’m going to join up / they have 3 floors in the rand building downtown with quite a few members / you can have your own workspace and full membership privileges for $50/month 
hey that’s something


check this out
booty feet and elnuh
topics let’s go skating

i’m a big fan
and not just because she performed at the book signing
for ‘poem picture’ at rosellas and brought all her gear
and set it up with her brother and sang songs in the patio

with her guitar under the lights with her sweet voice
and her kind presence but just because she’s so awesome
mostly i like topics/shame
and everything on topics especially

anyways i was just setting up e-commerce on my website
and ran aground had to abort started thinking about all my
failures and and how stupid i am and elnuh’s song came to mind
as in solace as in shelter as in such a shame as in oh oh ah ah

why i’m writing this book

“Material possessions that had to be carried from place to place were a burden for the hunter gatherers.  What was portable and valuable was knowledge often in the form of stories.”
– excerpt from ‘ The Ancient Book of Magic Secrets’

Nowadays, of course, material possessions are what it’s all about and we barely know how to talk to each other much less tell stories.  This recent cultural adaption to the consumer society and to the busy urban lifestyle (55% of the people in the world live in a city now) has had the unfortunate effect of transferring the responsibility for our news and conversation to the commercial media outlets.  We are bombarded with messages telling us what we should think about and what we should think about it.  Compared to those ancient people moving thru the landscape, interacting with their environment, reading the weather, connecting within their small tribe and exploring the world around them – we are totally brainwashed.   They had their own cultural biases and taboos but they were informed by the clouds and the sky not CNN news.  They were informed by the events of the day not by somebody explaining the events of the day and telling us which ones were most important.

I’m watching the fabric of my society being frayed and torn apart from all the intolerant opinions we have adopted.  I really hope human beings can learn how to go outside and look at the sky.  It’s the same sky for everyone.  It covers us and protects us and gives us air to breathe.  I really hope, somehow, human beings can remember that we are members of a tribe, even though it has 7 1/2 billion members, and that’s why I’m writing this book.