Stardust

I am just a modest little

blogger

who, when I began this modest little

blog,

thought I could say something

that would impact someone.

I've since come to realize

that my little blog is just a blip 

on the larger screen,

like a distant star

in a distant galaxy,

in a landscape of babble.

I'm always a little shocked 

and amazed

when someone responds to a post I've written.

It's sort of like a voice from the other side of the universe.

And for those of you who are reading this:

It's nice to know you.

*

I ramble on

about whatever, and my words spin out

into the ether, sort of like that wonderful

to that film Contact,  that I think

Carl Sagan helped produce.

Remember that?

I kind of imagine the internet that way,

this scramble of voices

of impulses

of history,

emanating from our earth,

embracing the earth,

producing lasting traces

of we,

our history.

Cosmos left a big impact on me,

when it first came out.

It was one of those media events,

like the first time we landed on the moon,

that asked me

and everyone else,

to see our planet

from elsewhere,

to put our planet in its true perspective.

This is a fairly awesome thing to do,

in the truest sense of the word

awesome.

I've been recently made aware of another film,

that places us back into that space perspective,

and asks us to look at earth

from space

and consider our responsibilities.

It's called Continuum, and from what I can see,

its makers are/were looking for funding to 

suport it at Kickstarter.

I think it's worth it.

Here's a trailer for it:

I'm getting used to the fact

I'm a blip on the internet screen,

and we

as a race, perhaps,

are getting more used to the fact

that we are but a blip

in the universe,

yet when you're 

an inhabitant of the blip,

well, it's worth taking the time to take care of it.

Indeed, 

as I've said before,

that particular issue overshadows

all else.

on 2012 and related ramblings. . . .

The past few weeks,

I have been so unfocused.

(So pardon me if this entry is unstable, too.)

This past Sunday

I felt like the 

cosmic world was torn

asunder.

 

The result: I got sick.

***

I have this funny theory, and 

it's related to the whole idea

of a polar shift.

Polar shift:

Now, the whole idea of this gives me

a few chills.

If it's true,

I feel terrifically cheated.

Here I am;

I've been living so very long,

robbed of the privilege of 

a private death

for hundreds of years;

instead, I may be transported into the ether

en masse--

with you

all.

All of us, together,

no special ceremonies

or embalmings

or monuments

or pictures in the paper;

just a sudden,

unexpected

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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and what will be left of us?

This:

these very words;

these internet images and

our radio impressions;

that amazing chatter of the multitudes

that my own small voice is but one part of.

This is what will be left;

this is what assures some level of

immortality.

( geology.com )

For some reason, though, this thought doesn't disturb me at all.

If we could all just sort of do what I've been talking about in some of my entries,

then it might not be all that bad.  My two central rules are::

 

Just live each moment as if

it's the last.

and 

Just love.

 

 

What is love?

It's that stupid feeling of bliss that you feel

when you sit out under the stars by a fire

with a beer

and a cigarette.

It's that extraordinary

wordless awe

of holding a baby's hand

in your own;

 

it's the moment of loss

of control of self

when the body wrenches

orgasmically

with someone who

helps you be

your better self

even as you

help them be

their better self;

 

it's the satisfaction

of showing your son

how to change a head gasket

and seeing him do it just right;

it's the satisfaction gained

when you stop thinking about

what you need to do by tomorrow

and instead 

listen

to the story your mother wants to tell,

or that funny old man down the road, or

that kid in your class who wears a helmet

and sits in a wheelchair.

it's every act we give

to another

without thinking

about what we will

gain in return.

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OK, all right already.

What does that have to do with 2012?

absolutely nothing

and

absolutely everything.

But back to the way I started this.

I have this funny theory, and 

it's related to the whole idea

of a polar shift:

 

the popular belief is that

this shift is going to happen

very quickly.

Well, I say:

it's started already.

How else can you explain

all the strange natural phenomena

we've been experiencing lately?

The earth is shifting,

already, perhaps even

anticipating 

the frolicsome dance

soon to begin

between her

and the sun

and this massive

black hole

in the middle

of our galaxy.

We are but bit players in this larger planetary rendezvous:

the sun and the earth,

well,

they've done this before.

Makes me wonder

what that third party, that black hole 

is 

anyway?

Perhaps it is nothing but 

a mirror

in which all of creation -

each human individually,

and humanities as an entity -

will suddenly,

unexpectedly

encounter

itself

and have to

answer

for

itself.

 

Are you ready?