Walt Whitman

I've been reading a lot lately and listening to a ton of new (to me) music. This poem resonates within me. When I read it I feel like there once was another person, who for a slight sliver of time, saw the world with the same eyes I do. His words are my inheritance. I get the sense of alone yet connected-ness to all things that he conveys. I often vacillate between wondering if anyone else feels as much a baby buddha as I do while feeling superior and triumphant in being the only me on the planet. I like myself. I like my life. I like the thoughts in my head. I didn't ask to be here but I am enjoying my existence. I have nothing to prove.

On the Beach at Night Alone

On the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,
As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.

A vast similitude interlocks all,
All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, moons, planets,
All distances of place however wide,
All distances of time, all inanimate forms,
All souls, all living bodies though they be ever so different, or in different worlds,
All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes, the fishes, the brutes,
All nations, colors, barbarisms, civilizations, languages,
All identities that have existed or may exist on this globe, or any globe,
All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future,
This vast similitude spans them, and always has spann'd,
And shall forever span them and compactly hold and enclose them.

Baby Baby!

"If you're going to fire me Rick, fire me today...

because I don't have gas money to drive up here tomorrow." -Miakia Wilkes

Phase I: I am more interested in what is going on in my life than what is going on in yours and there is nothing wrong with that.
a.) we're on 5 now, no excuse not to take the stairs instead of the elevator
b.) no more coming straight home from work on Fri-Sun. Out somewhere new for
dinner even if it's sitting alone at the bar with a beautiful meal and a glass
of wine talking to any other human being ready for honest human exchange.
c.) air up the tires on my bike.
d.) catch up on Parks & Recreation and watch all 138 episodes of the Twilight
Zone on Netflix
e.) finish one book in the next month.
f.) a picture a day

Day One: Forgot the stairs on the way up and I over slept anyway BUT I went up and down twice just to get off the floor. Friday night at Pearl's Oyster Bar with Miakia E. and Devin. Shared a bottle of Pinot Grigio and an order of oysters on the half shell with Dev. Yummmm. I had Maryland Crab Cakes in this beautiful shrimp laden sauce, salad and red beans and rice. Also had an ulitmate margarita. The bathroom sink was fantastic. Listened to Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!! by Nick Cave and the Badseeds on the repeat all the way home. Big smile on my face. Life is good. Must sleep now.

The prettiest weed in my garden

Sometimes it's a matter of perception.