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digital generation

there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so

starting on the smaller side of the assertion
dissemble a trove of potential nouns
so called would-be goodness and would-be badness in what you will

do not despair digital generation
nor indulge the blue-bearded yester-year longing
for in what passes here there is as much possibility
hope
love
as there was ever
and not a wit more precariousness

it is the natural progression of human delusion to believe it was ever other
to construct conceptual sand castles of woe
danger
backward yearning

it was better when
what profound nonsense
all mere deflection
of this beautiful
available
now

this now holds it all
now holds it all
open
fertile
luminous

august eve

forgive me, she said.

me maybe may be

it's so
me may be prone
to profound melancholy

is

i bow down to that soft voice of correctness
that whispers the perfect thought
ceaselessly
om namo guru manjughosaya

you just hurt, that's all

when you do not grieve
the loss of the butterfly
against the windscreen
you lose something
of the beauty
of person-ness

ready

getting ready to die
isn't just for hospices

it also isn't morbid
or depressing
it's useful
intelligent
and honest

go inside the heart space
make elaborate and ornate
decorative use of its
pliant edges

we're always dying
this seeping nostalgia
that youth
it's already gone

not so strange then
to practice letting go
now