Sunday, February 23, 2020

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

I Asked

I asked for clarity, guidance, and support. 

Messages received
 

Thank you and keep 'em coming!

Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Dear Future,

Let's do this thang as beautifully and graciously as possible.

Dear Present,

Last night was the Staff Appreciation Party.  Theme: the 90's.  At 50, most of the staff is around half my age.  Most complained that the only thing they remembered from the 90's is baggy clothing.  Fair enough.  They were barely toddlers, if even born and even if I was at the center of "grunge", plaid flannel and denim is functional but that does not mean a gal can't be fly.

Top Q's:

"OMG, where'd you get all that hair?"  [From my scalp.  Legit.]
"You're so tiny, are you wearing a corset?!"  [Nope. I gave it away.  In the 90s, ironically.  Tried it, but not really my style.]

I also forgot my readers, which are hipper than me be far.

Life really is funny.

Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Dear Past,

Thank you.

I love you.

I forgive you.


I release you.

Dear Dude,

I am deeply and sincerely sorry.  

Some things simply suck.  But other things don't.  Enjoy those things.  Most of all, protect them.  Cherish them.  

You'll miss them once they're gone.

Tuesday, February 04, 2020

AKA "Vision Boarding"

Let's put our heads together
And start a new country up
Our father's father's father tried
Erased the parts he didn't like
Let's try to fill it in
Bank the quarry river, swim
We knee-skinned it you and me
We knee-skinned that river red
 
This is where we walked
This is where we swam
Take a picture here
Take a souvenir
This land is the land of ours
This river runs red over it
 
We knee-skinned it you and me
We knee-skinned that river red
And we gathered up our friends
Bank the quarry river, swim
We knee-skinned it you and me
Up underneath the river bed
 
This is where we walked
This is where we swam
Take a picture here
Take a souvenir
Cuyahoga
Cuyahoga, gone
 
Let's put our heads together
And start a new country up
Up underneath the river bed
We'll burn the river down
 
This is where they walked, swam
Hunted, danced and sang
Take a picture here
Take a souvenir
Cuyahoga
Cuyahoga, gone
 
Rewrite the book and rule the pages
Saving face, secured in faith
Bury, burn the waste behind you
This land is the land of ours
This river runs red over it
We are not your allies
We cannot defend
 
This is where they walked
This is where they swam
Take a picture here
Take a souvenir
Cuyahoga
Cuyahoga, gone
Cuyahoga
Cuyahoga, gone
 
Cuyahoga
 

Monday, February 03, 2020

Re-writing the Future Pt 2

"Av for velocity, delta for change. In space this is the measure of the change in velocity required to get from one place to another - thus, a measure of the energy required to do it.

Everything is moving already. But to get something from the (moving) surface of the Earth into orbit around it requires a minimum Av of ten kilometers per second; to leave Earth's orbit and fly to Mars requires a minimum Av of 3.6 kilometers per second; and to orbit Mars and land on it requires a Av of about one kilometer per second. The hardest part is leaving Earth behind, for that is by far the deepest gravity well involved. Climbing up that steep curve of spacetime takes tremendous force, shifting the direction of an enormous inertia.
 

History too has an inertia. In the four dimensions of spacetime, particles (or events) have directionality; mathematicians, trying to show this, draw what they call "world lines" on graphs. In human affairs, individual world lines form a thick tangle, curling out of the darkness of prehistory and stretching through time: a cable the size of Earth itself, spiraling around the sun on a long curved course. That cable of tangled world lines is history. Seeing where it has been, it is clear where it is going - it is a matter of simple extrapolation. For what kind of Av would it take to escape history, to escape an inertia that powerful, and curve a new course?
 

The hardest part is leaving Earth behind."


- 'Red Mars', Kim Stanley Robinson  



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