July 5, 2026
Today was 1st Sunday.
I didn't read, but a lot of people did and there was a lot of good listening.
T.came for the first time in a while and read a new poem I really like.
It was a good group and my very grumpy self appreciated the community.
I’ve tried for so long
For the little pieces of forever
To fit into my picture of how it would all turn out
But that picture kept changing
Keeps changing
Not following patterns per se
But following along like Theres a script or something
Insinuating a creator?
I’m not insinuating anything I’m just watching this thing unfold
And the synchronicity is Uncanny
How that bird chirped at just the right time for me to turn my head and see a man walking just before he turned the corner and disappeared with a bouquet of flowers.
Reminding me that I had forgot to grab the flowers for the recital tonight
A rookie move
Thank God
Oh there I go again
I don’t pretend to know how this chaostrophy is put together
And I wouldn’t trust anyone that said they did
I just keep noticing things
And being grateful for the little gifts I get
These downloads from wherever
From whenever
Everything all at once
Everywhere
Everywhen
Everyone singing their part
by Thomas Ratte'
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