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Blissful (Photo credit: Emre Ergin)


sometimes i feel
like i don’t care
about the story
or dream i’m in

or any of the people
who populate
the MultiPlex of
my interactions with Other Beings…

if such Creatures exist

if it weren’t for the intermittent Echo
of unfamiliar voices in my head or on the net

i’d swear that i was
by my lonesome

and then

the question arises

if I truly AM Alone?

who will be my playmates
and tell me stories
I never would have dreamed of
or imagined?

who would cut me off in traffic to remind me
to be on Guard
for my Serenity?

that’s what i’d BE


but Purposeless nonetheless



Conversation with a baby wolf spider

English: Female Wolf spider carrying her young...

English: Female Wolf spider carrying her young. Pictured in the sand in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania. Français : Une araignée de la famille des Lycosidae transportant ses petits. Photo prise à Dar es Salaam, en Tanzanie. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


This is an old blog post from some crazy days on Myspace


13 October 2007

Things talk to me. Plants, trees, traffic lights, all sorts
of things. Not all of them mind you, most of them just choose
to ignore me. But I find that most of the ones I strike up a
conversation with have the courtesy to at least reply. Even if
it’s just to tell me, “F*ck off! I’m busy!”

I was just now sitting on my front porch smoking a cigarette
when I noticed a baby wolf spider perched on the white square
column across from where I was sitting. Now I love spiders of
all kinds and have had conversations with a few in my day so I
thought I would engage the little fellow in a little banter.

I walked to the pillar to get a closer look at the baby wolf
spider and issued him a greeting. I said, “Hey there! You’re
just a little baby! How are you doing?” I received no reply.
So I said, “Oh, you’re still very young. Do you know how to

The baby wolf spider replied, “I know some words.” I was
delighted. I had made a friend.

I said, “Tell me a word.”

The spider said, “Foolishness!”

I replied, “That’s a mighty big word for such a small spider.
Do you know any others?”

The spider hesitated for a moment and then shouted,

I replied, “Oh, how wonderful! You saw that episode of M*A*S*H
too? I better leave you alone. Thank you for your time.”

I knew the spider was busy hunting and he had already given me
enough material for this blog post so I walked back to where I
was smoking, put out my cigarette, and walked inside my house to
share my experience with you.

The world we live in is a magical place full of wonderful beings
and some of them are even human. Take the time to listen to
those tiny voices that are clamoring for your attention, you
might be surprised and delighted at what you hear.

If you can’t hear the voices of the silence then I pity you.
But there is something you can do about it! Strike up a
conversation with anything that catches your attention. You may
receive a reply and find yourself engaged in a wonderful
conversation. There’s no need to be lonely while there are so
many beautiful souls surrounding you.



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