a minimal subliminal cyclical redundancy

meanderings by rm dustin

This place I deposit thoughts, E-noodlings where my synapses have coagulated recent perceptions. There are no absolutes. Like all manifestations it has had its evolutionary moments. This is the latest. There will likely be more...

: Name: RM Dustin; Location: Pugetropolis North

I live with many free thinking, free spirited, patriotically challenged, religiously void life-jesters here in and around the delta, scattered in-between the tributaries of the Skagit, peppering the hillsides, or burrowed into micro valleys. They are my friends; spirits entwined, layered, and folded within this realm where aboriginal and Norse lore meld amongst the mists sent inland by salted surges. I am not here by chance.

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2/8/05

Inconsistency Interrupted…

Awareness of time
I need a clock?
A watch?
A sundial.
It’s a month reserved for darkness
Yet the warmth of the sun on my neck eases the soreness of aged muscles.
Snow and frost blanket the early morning lower lands.
I’m confused.
Birds are confused.
Flies are perplexed.
The Harleys are not in their garages.
White wine sounds good.
Something is amiss.