Stasis

UFOs and the Pilgrims…

the indians couldn’t see

the ships in front of them,

because there was nothing

in their experience that the

phenomena could reference.

There is nothing in my 

phenomina…right now…

that my experience can 

reference.

I’ve never been old before,

(in my memory), and looking

at it, it’s like getting a new set

of old legs…

What? I have to learn how to

walk again? Yes.

Stumbling along like an old

robot falling apart? Yes.

My body continuously tries

to rebuild the Xanadu of 

homeostasis, while my mind

continues to do it’s thing

somewhere…

Getting a new set of old legs

is my being reborn….realizing

the full circle…the cycle….

continuously coming back to

square one…lots of clues in

your past…mine your experience

for the gold of moments when 

you remember you had the 

chance to learn.