Day 9

[DocCon]

Day 9
#deepadaption

The weather
Oh yes the weather
we talk about it less
complain about it more

after the scheduled
apocalypse did not BURST
rather unfolding in slow
sensuous lines revealing
the Truth about who and what
we are not by Firework by
Shadowed impressions
Scientific divinations
foretell  radical
Novelty

Avoidance as the art of not
going blind The Weather
Oh yes The Weather

manifests in my soft tissues
not just the joints We have
become Lightning Rods
Energy Released
Needs to Ground!

The Weatherman says
‘Thunderstorms’
and despite
Sunny skies
a gentle
breeze

Feel the Thunderheads
no longer bound by 5 senses
Living as waiting for the STRIKE
electrical discharge before the BOOM
Modernity’s insulation has worn thin
feral currents harbingers of swift
and certain transformations.
 

[Tracy Mitchell]

DocCon - Another exhilarating reading session for me which you have provided. Not sure what I am going to do when the clock finally tolls. Until then I am enjoying the ride.

By the way, is there something else you would like us to be calling you?

Cheers.

T

[DocCon]

TY Tracy. Err, So some people call me Dr. Con, others Doc Concrescence and yet others (Mostly freaks, poets and disreputable sorts) my given name: Juris which is Latvian not Latin so the J is silent;-)

[Tracy Mitchell]

Thank you. Since I view myself as being of sorts a disreputable person, I shall take to calling you Juris, with the "J" silent, until I am instructed otherwise.

Concrescence -- what a concept. I would have guessed the essence of concrete and would have been wrong.
Now I know better.

Cheers.

T