Todd
and
me
below
Cali

Behavioral scientists in some cases study the ant colony to understand the workings of the human brain. Makes sense to me. (Seemingly individual random acts creating in the whole an intelligence). A poet however would never pass on the opportunity to make an analogy of the queen to the dollar.

If there is one road to freedom why the maps?

The worst thing the devil ever did was pull himself away.

Remembered today, March 25? Dad's birthday? Anyway, remembered, or more precisely 'recalled' this morning how my design for the meeting room of the think tank of my thesis looks a lot like the things in nasa videos people claim to be alien ships and the dropa stones. Circle with notch.

The conversation is a welcome reprieve, or maybe just a diversion, from the conversation.

Spring arrives bearing details again. One year on since I last saw her details. A bumblebee came and buzzed around my head the other day. Circled me two or three times. Maybe liked my smell, maybe saw something only bumblebees see. But it did check me out. I didn't mind. It made me laugh. I said 'good day mr. bumblebee' and then it went motoring away and I continued to dig into the spring earth.