Eternal Now

 

Eternal Now

To paraphrase Carlin

Now doesn't really exist

Merely the intersection 

Of future and past

Here it comes..

Wait, it's almost here

Not yet…

Now?

Nope, it's already gone

Here it comes again…

But 

It's the future that

Doesn't exit

Merely a hoped-for 

Potential, 

An assumption

Of continuation 

And the past is

Only a story of what has

Passed through

The eternal present 

Only a pattern of

Neurons strung together

Temporarily until

Those patterns dissolve

Into the Void as

The essence of our

Perceptions also

Dissolves into that same

Void from which our

Constituent essences 

Continually recycled in

The Eternal

Now

–LE

Temporarily Etched On The Ground

Save Our VA Tucson Protest 7/10/26

Three of us anchored the picket line at the Tucson VA's Ajo gate from 6:30-8:15am for the morning shift change.

Responses were similar to last few weeks, 75-85%. Only one obvious negative today... the guy with flicked middle finger... We just laughed and waved... probably just made him angrier... oh well...

The morning was cloudy, which is novel... at least this week. So what sunshine beat down on us was 'hazy'... But it was still hot, and I was sweating by the time we headed home.

Early July Morning Ride

 Rode out under a cloudless sky

Again 

Forecast is for blazing heat

Again (yet?)

Long shadows across the path

Strobelighting as we pass

Quiet morning 

But light traffic sounds in the distance

And on the path

No resistance 

Only a couple of leisure riders

And walkers encountered this trip

A skink and a single Roadrunner 

Dithered as we passed

Back home after

An hour and a half

Catrike ‘stabled’

Until the next time

–LE - 7/9/26

Breakfast at the Birdfeeder Diner

Breakfast at the Birdfeeder Diner

wrens and sparrows arrive first
5:30 am sunrise long shadows
barcode the entryway

a flock of morning doves land
survey the ground, then hop up
on the birdseed buffet

pecking away nudging early
risers out of the way, need seven
times their weight for the day

the big boys twice the size arrive
two-tone gray and translucent blue
push all the others out of the fray

all the light-weights amble at the feeder
base pecking up crumbs and husks
the big boys missed in their haste

in less than an hour, two feeders
stripped bare, and the breakfast diners
go searching for another buffet

all while a neighborhood cat-posse skulks
around the outer wall and fence, eyeing
their potential ‘bird-breakfast’ buffet

–LE