... the beginning and end, another another, and i don't more than i did not know and yet somewhat less confused about the state of the state, of the way in which babylon is me, this head, this mind that keeps me from a trapeze swinger, that my friend sings, strums in dedication to one of our community, someone i would run into at the cafe, in town, ran into him with his father in the commons, we spoke just a couple months before the dusicide... and then the song... and it's already been 3 or 4 years... him... gone... the singer gone... the trapeze swinger i did a yoga sequence to somewhere in my head, as i wonder what i am doing with this yoga, sometimes feeling uninspired to make videos, not sure whats the point of them... are they to draw attention to me?... are they share something that can happen if you go deep? i want it to be a sharing, a work of art, not about me,... not about how great i am at something, but some kind of story about someone else, something else, the story fo palestine, of colonialism, of being ton from the land, from nature, i want it to be about a woman who loses it, a man who pretends to work, who gets a termination letter… i want to share these stories that are the cause of a system that constantly tears away at us…
i want to tell you that i know a little more, that i've progressed in this writing, in these poems and scribbling, and that i am now published and there are people who i have touched through these words who as a result have grown a bit more suspect of the single use consumer culture, the commodification of everything …but that wouldnt be true. i continue in some ways to be and do the same... i continue to write and do yoga and draw without acclaim, without audience, without doing something about it, sharing… not sharing in a way that could be of meaning, not taking that risk and i realize and have realized for a while how important that is, how important it is to share, to be of use, to be of service, arjuna, those who act from neither pain nor pleasure, neither expectation nor remorse are those who understand that act of action.. I’m making it up - what krishna said, but something like this… this is karma yoga. a duty, a Work, an orbiting, something that gets fulfilled through the act of doing, of seeing things through completion... the yogi medicine man writer, lover Sees things through completion?... what does the lover healer poet do? he would see things to completion, taking in the TRuth of huis guru mother - take it seriously... see things to completion...
