" onward, loftier goals "

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such a strange past couple weeks. at the least, i learned that my body can still function on an average of 3-5 hours of sleep each night albeit with a noticeable increase in uncontrollable eye-twitching.

at the most, i learned that falling asleep while standing up on a moving subway train; the body growing weary, getting heavier and musculature sinking into itself, then the whole structure finding itself at a complete rest before bucking and jolting awake like a dense shock struck at such a jarring angle, the entire architecture is overcome as submits to gravity's deft pull.

and in between, such a peace and calm of spirit. throughout the day, such an extended sense of Self and solace interspersed with fits of laughter and boisterous rousing. not sure if lessons are to be learned, but i hope that the weekend en route is filled with rest and relaxation.

it was a strange past couple weeks.

tonight's homework:

hot sweltering nights, cool dish of ice cream.

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" peering...pausing "

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it may happen when none of us are looking. just somewhere in the background like a branch swaying against a grid of windows. like a swarm of insects against the crashing of waves. like a full head of hair caught in the bluster of a storm. something may disappear from view.

the pace of people's gait as they walk the streets, the way tall blades of grass lean and shuffle against each other, the sound of murmuring and gossip, how light bends and is refracted through windows and certain façades and storefronts.

or the weight of laughter or a sigh or a whimper of pleasure or disdain in an exhale or the collective heat of bodies on a public transit conveyance. we are all here together. we are in this life together. from our first moments until our last and final ones. 

whether physical and with a corporeal form, or inanimate with a skeleton of steel girders, it behooves us in the face of time passing, of the planet's revolutions, of the stars in the infinite black of space collapsing and being reborn, to note anything in our days and nights of any significance no matter how slight.

tonight's homework:

make a toast to those who have passed and deserve a remembrance.

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" unknown parallels "

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who knew that it would be so dangerous, and perhaps casual in equal parts. to have access behind-the-scenes, to know the way it looked from the other sides, other angles.

such pleasures, such joys. i am made whole by the entire experience. over and over, a repeated record of a memory, now having been behind the green curtain.

a perspective shifts, an unknowable aspect now made clear, and the relation is whole. my eyes can never again un-see. nor would they want to.

much more than a similarity of gestures, and more a realized conviviality, the world will never be the same again.

tonight's homework:

whether up high or down low, adapt to your surroundings, then augment the rules to your specification.

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" deliver a message "

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whispers can crumble mountains. they can crumble hearts and hope.

the power of our words carry such weight and sway, that we must be deliberate and thoughtful in our transmissions and correspondences.

take your time and form them in your mind. take great care to self-edit, hone your truths, ask for help, share share share.

though this is an endless burden that we must begin by ourselves, you're never alone. 

tonight's homework:

eat a slice of pie and a cold glass of milk.

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" when it all happens "

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we'll be joyous in each other's company. glances across the room, brushing up against the walls, falling to the floor with laughter or passions or exhaustion.

but what exhaustion. what exuberance. such that the days fly fleetingly into the night, and the night slips through the fingers and dances until the sunrise.

to know that we are together, here, now, and there are so few moments such as this. filled with such immeasurable joy, we must contemplate a new language of appraisal. 

this is how you must remember me, remember us. just like this. with a magnetic yearning and an unquestionable thirst for all things good. from now until the end of us. until the end of all things.

tonight's homework:

reflect, rejoice, reconsider, remember.

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" keep that head up "

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end of the week, and there are many things out of your control. famines, wars, deaths, inexplicable disease. of course it is easy to become overwhelmed with a sweeping sense of powerlessness.

but take a moment to realize those aspects of existence you can change. if you think real hard about it, what are some things you can do right now, tonight, tomorrow or in the next week's time to implement a change in your life, in your community, the world at large?

a thankless act of kindness can speak volumes, and the results of which go on to positively alter the life of perhaps not solely one but many people.all it takes is the will and a plan of action.

we must strive to do better for ourselves and our community. to be better people for ourselves, so that we may help others, friends and family and strangers. remember this in the week to come. make a difference for the good of the present and for the future.

tonight's homework:

be good to your body. be good to your mind. be good to your spirit.

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" ripples and restoration "

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a moment to myself with no plans. there is a silence upon waking which is broken by the sound of hovering helicopters. the day is warming up, and the trees are swaying in the breeze. 

stretching out your limbs and body is an easy way to prepare for getting up and to it. the blood begins to pump throughout the body and musculature, the heart rate increases, and the respiratory system begins to regulate its rhythms.

walking through the park at a steady gait, flanked by tall trees with broad leafy branches. the flickers created by stepping in and out of foliage shadows dance behind my eyelids. the world inhales and exhales, and i want to keep a tight hold on this experience forever.

the frequency of the day finds its stride as i hit the open grassy fields. groups are gathered on blankets under the shade of towering trees. the calm waters now active as the surface tension breaks and vibrates. i am renewed and prepared for everything.

tonight's homework:

enjoy it while it lasts, because as it always occurs, change is just around the corner. savor this deliciousness.

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" it's all fleeting "

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the sunlight today, and how it lingered on my skin.

three small children accompanied by two mothers. two boys sit ona bench while a little girl hovers by a thigh. she leaves to approach the bench, and one of the boys leans slowly over denying her access to the seat. her expression does not waver and she leans into the edge. the boy relents and says "you can sit here," as if there were any other way it was going to go down.

thoughts of doubt about my "career," personal interests both people and activities, relevance as a human.

the complete satisfaction of a slightly tipsy mid-afternoon nap, so necessary and amazing however brief.

all people on the street and train today. how we locked eyes and i played that sociocultural game where i won't look away until you do. i always won, and i saw into the surface soul of each and every one of you.

it was a good friday, and it never ends.

tonight's homework:

sit outside and have a think about where you've been, where you are now, and where you'll be in the future. it's never too early to plan for fantastic adventure...or savings accounts and investments.

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" sometimes there are "

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no words. just beauty.

just beauty.

tonight's homework:

take it easy on yourself. you've done real good.

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" stormcloud sunbeam "

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thick vapors dark plumes converge overhead into overcast sculptures. their massive amorphous shapes altering and modifying according to the winds, to the pull of the moon, to the lean of our axis.

we crane our necks atilt skywards, and see our own brand of hopeful gloom residing in the weather. the smell in the air is dank earth and body heat lingering along the ground.

there are no clear lines where the swelter from our bodies and the torridity of the atmosphere become enmeshed. for a short period of time, we are all a part of everything.

in the distance and along the long trail of this elemental mass, a single bold golden ray shines through the shades of gray, defiant of gasses and all other aerial impasses. this lone rejuvenating beacon delivers to us a powerful message of hope in the presence of potential doom.

i am reminded that doom is relative, sadness is relative, signs of hope and anticipation are relative, and everything carries with it a certain lovely weight. the scales are always on a teeter, tremulous and wobbly, aching for understanding.

tonight's homework:

find an empathy for someone with an opposing view. even an attempt at understanding each other has to have an origin.

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" fine print "

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gotta know the score before you know victory. so many paths leading towards and so many outcomes. it's a wonder that we can make our calculations. but we do, and we go for bust on our hopes, dreams, and aspirations.

shatter the institutional, cultural, social, and self-imposed ceilings. rampage against the expectation that you are not good enough, that you don't have the will or the strength. this is the moment where people find out your name.

it's because you're well prepared. the details are all sussed out, the pieces are all in order, and all there is left now if you. heart, body, power, courage, bravery, knowhow, savvy, bombast. the bell rings, the gunshot fires, the rabbit guns the track, and we're flying.

tonight's homework:

have foresight to know what you're getting yourself into, then get to task.

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" the importance of more than just seeing "

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it's not enough to speak the words. the input is sensed, a synapse fires, a chain of events ensues. neurons become electricity becomes an interpretation of an image in the mind become the impulse to say something aloud.

muscles flex and the mouth relaxes. the lips take form and the tongue makes a shape. so many systems aligning. so many convergences of conceptualization and physicality. so much work to be heard.

this is why it is so very important to have experiences in the world. so that when it comes time for your words to make their entrances, all of that effort and energy will not be to waste.

we must see inward before we can make an impact on the outside world, even if we feel small and the earth so expansive. at times this ability to share, converse, argue, plead, and retort are our first glimmers of the greatness and potential beyond the utterances.

tonight's homework:

your voice has weight, and may be called upon to speak for those who cannot. use yours to support, heal, venerate, and help make this life more tolerable for all.

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" seeds and structures "

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chance encounters and a flexing of the inclination to connect. people in the world make it their duty and profession to help others find a sense of confidence, happiness, and like-minded partners.

it may also be on our shoulders and minds, hearts, sleeves and in our best self-interest to give ourselves a leg up. the fear of an unknown is respectable, but when and where do we face those fears? when do we bridge fears to the overcoming of them through active participation and the repeated experience?

anytime and always. what we don't know is not an unknown all the time. it could be just a lack of proximity, a lack of knowledge, of understanding. when we find ourselves in a position to find out more about each other, and one another's motivations, stories, and desires, we give rise to an expansion of the collective human understanding.

tonight's homework:

set up a time for work, some time for play, and leave a little extra session for being out in the world or walking silently through nature.

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" in due course "

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everything no matter how small, no matter the tenure of the struggle, no matter how overwhelming the heartaches, comes back on the upswing. a tenfold echo to drown out the cries and the sorrow.

this cyclical life, this dance with its steps and bleak missteps, its woes and melancholy glories, its immense gulfs of sadness and a splendid myriad of multiple blisses.

are you ready? do you have the will and strength to push through? do you require help? has it been too long enough since you have felt a love in your every moment?

molecules to earth to stone to rocks to boulders to hills to mountains. this is how it will be, and then back around and down the path again.

tonight's homework:

feel a joy. sing a song.

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" navigating your way "

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chug chug, chug-a-lug. time moves forward, and the clock hands advance. your heart is a rotary engine pumping non-stop from beginning to end. gravity over the course of a day's time will compress your spine 1/2"-3/4". it is an inescapable past , present, and future, and there is almost nothing you can do to stop it from happening.

so what do you do in the face of such certainty?

we let our dreams, hopes, aspirations, and plans of betterment manifest themselves. we allow ourselves the opportunity to expand our perspective, consciousness, empathy, and ability to love. we care and work hard and lift up and do our utmost and make progress and make positive changes and live.

we live.

tonight's homework:

a little bit from column A and a little bit from column B.

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" a moment is all it takes "

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relentless percussive monotonous pitter patter resounding throughout the day, like a finger of a small child repeatedly jabbing into the fleshy part of your shoulder to get your attention. this is that nagging feeling of something on your mind.

making a checklist, regarding it throughout the workday, then getting ready to tackle it upon leaving for the night. making plans, making moves, making your mark. elevator, lobby, street, sidewalk, crosswalk, stairs, subway, platform, train.

you are almost there and everything is fresh on your mind for getting it done. then, out of nowhere, a man is fiddling with his phone which seems to be connected to a hidden boombox in his bag.

you want to say something, and although you don't see anything, you hear it all. horrible pop music blaring and crackling from an origin unconfirmed. the man, old enough to know better, sat with a sly sneer of self-approval and in a collective of one, proceeded to make valiant attempts to DJ the train car.

sufficed to say, it seems to be a complete failure. experiment in social public transit etiquette-hacking? trying to connect the masses with really bad music? an exercise is how long and loud such an activity can persist before someone throws a fit or a fist?

a definitely unique but not impressive new york moment happens right in front of your eyes. he leaves at the third station away from your point of entry, and you realize you forgot what you were going to do.

it takes a peek at your planner to get back on track, and both you and the train moves on.

tonight's homework:

indulge in a fantasy.

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" when the heat rolls in "

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it's so humid and hot, i can feel the molecules wrapping themselves around my ears, face, head, neck, shoulders, torso. everything feels oppressive as the temperature looms still and omnipresent.

i love summertime and all of its lovely angles.

outside, the day is falling into evening into dusk into night; a molasses sticky with a dank tack. knees are sweating. elbows are sweating. the constitution levels out, and breathing becomes a vigorous activity.

the world goes a deep blue after a fluttering spectrum of reds, and with all fans turned to the highest setting, i am left aching for a looming thunderstorm to find its release and douse the earth with cool waters.

tonight's homework:

make homemade popsicles and share with your neighbors.

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" that slow simmer "

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the tips of my fingers tingle with a steady carbonation. who knows what will come of tomorrow? it has been so long, what will these lips and this body ever be able to offer?

my skeleton and marrow are the ones with the longest memory. the ends of the hairs on my skin seem complacent and aloof.

who could love someone so used to leaning against the walls? when will being ordinary be extraordinary? how long is long enough to find oneself amongst the many?

chance encounters here and there, glances and glimmers of possibilities, and the days retire into nights. dreams of flying high and into the skies, further, soaring, gliding. and all i would like to do is land for once.

tonight's homework:

lament nothing, and prepare for everything good coming your way.

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" a discussion of a waning summer "

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we spent the vast expanse of the summer stepping elegantly forward and out of our skins. we became more our truer selves in those long hours. the evenings always felt stretched out and delicious like a banquet of time.

there were those long humid nights spent laying out on the blankets in the park. music dwindled and lingered on the still air, then shifted and dissipated on an unexpected breeze.

all the days seemed to be broiling and of that golden hour; the hour of memory, the hour of closeness, of affection and strawberry lemonade. our joys elongated to the tympani of whimsically shaped ice pieces clinking against sweating cocktail glasses. 

it was a truly memorable time, marked by such exploration, such happiness, and such release.

tonight's homework:

leave your place of residence, gather up friends and family, sweethearts and lovers, and make a touchstone memory to sustain you when the seasons shift and leave all of this beauty behind.

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" an embrace of nature "

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just taking a step backward slowly. away from the fray, away from the noise and the clutter. the branches scratch my legs and arms, and the lush leaves caress my neck and face.

how could i have gone so long from your embraces? if you summoned me, i never heard or heeded the call; there was far too much noise pollution.

the rays and beams of sunlight are blocked and shielded by the deepening canopy. i am falling back into the denser thicker parts of the foliage. i am closing my eyes and finding myself enveloped by a most lovely melancholic earthly nostalgia.

tonight's homework:

make plans to swim in the ocean or hike up a mountain. reconnect your animal Self with a true sense and surrounding of nature.

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