Forest Prime Evil . . .

It's Tew's day . . . Spring winds are blowin' strong in Okieland …

Yesterday, April 15th, was a “curiously fraught day in American history,” not the least of which was the beginning of Donald Trump's felony trial in NYC. He appeared to fall asleep several times during the proceedings. For an update on all the flotsam and jetsam of the day, check out Heather Cox Richardson's blog “Letters from an American.” It's a good read.

Yesterday was also the birthday of Leonardo da Vinci. The Italian polymath of the High Renaissance was born 572 years ago today in 1452, Anchiano, near Vinci, Republic of Florence [Italy]

And, Emma Watson turned 34 yesterday. The British actor was born today in 1990, Paris, France.

Continuing on the Way to Earth Day . . .

We are entering The Third Great Decentering, supplanting the figure of the human as the measure and master of all things.

It's all change and transformation...an ongoing cosmological process, an ontological pathway by which things emerge from the existence-tissue as distinct forms, evolve through their lives, and then vanish back into that tissue, only to be transformed and reemerge in new forms. It is a majestic and nurturing Cosmos, but also a refugee Cosmos: all change and transformation, each of the ten thousand things in perpetual flight, always on its way somewhere else. – David Hinton, Awakened Cosmos, Shambhala Press, 2019.

Forest

My Great-Aunt Tommie was wont to comment

the biggest problem humid-beans have is

their inability to see the forest

arising from a preoccupation with trees.

So many people in my part of the world –

or lots of other places as far as I know –

insist on separating us humans from

the global family of all others living,


especially those we've come to catalog

as fauna.

Those, them,

thus not us.

Many of my cousins resist recognizing

the Saran-wrap separation from

my old buddy Washo and silly Lucy,

not less our next door neighbors.


This insistence that differences make a difference

sets up an irrational rationalization justifying abuse

to the extinct moment of

anything and everything.

It's as if our left-brain symbol factory

was intent on our own suicide

by growing thickets

out of which we cannot get.

– jab 4/26/19

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