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This is a most powerful angle you took on the culmination of NOW & HERE. Thank you for this inspiration. It highlights today's standing in the 'flow-love-trust'. Wakeful opportunities to join the 'movement' into the unknown for another day on this planet.

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The utter fluidity of the multiplicity of components, the conflience of geophysical and socio-oolitical currents, are among the most difficult factors of the climate crisis for journalists, politicians and, in fact, all of us to wrap our heads around. Multi-dimensional chess with not only players moving but the squares of the board morphing into various other geometries.

This piece reminds me of a piece, Yet It Does Move, from my book Mr America Drives His Car, the epigram of which is a famous quote from Galileo: Eppur si muove.

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Yet It Does Move

Eppur si muove

-Galileo

The cranes are gone again, gone in the night

with no one noticing until the silence

this morning and new warmth before the sun

reminding us that the earth we stand on clinging

by the soles of our feet to keep from falling

into the air and sky where they have gone

is not flat and is in fact turning

around itself around its dying star

revolution after revolution

clockwise and counter at the same time

the poles tilting on their axis both toward

and away from the sun shifting position

so magnetic north and south equator

Tropic of Cancer and Capricorn are nothing

fixed but imaginary points and lines

drawn on maps of bodies of land and water

themselves afloat on a dense fluid mass

we populate at our peril with fantasies

of changeless being essences and meaning

by which we mean something that isn’t just a thing

that isn’t becoming doesn’t exist but is

a feeling a wish a dream a presence a faith

that men may believe in and die and kill for

scienza religione amore wheels

within wheels the music of the spheres

while we try to keep our own wheel turning,

chop wood, haul water, appreciate the spring

aromas and colors, the leaves and blossoms working

their way from bulb and stem and branch, the songs

of the smaller birds still here and those returned.

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The most beautifully, powerfully written truth I have ever read.

If I were a musician, I would be writing a symphony for it.

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There's something about this that feels so very Zen - and in that there is peace.

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