Circulation

the isolated spiraling in a whirl of cabin fever buried in the forest, in the hills, out of sight & out of what is said to be the mind of the culturally present--- in hiding, finding one’s way in the dark seeing without neon light hearing without amplification & speaking face to face without smartphones or ipads or skype--- what is said to be the “old fashioned way.” so out into the open come the once locked up & with this new unlimited ability to express themselves comes the overflowing possibilities & the circulation of new personalities at the convention. with each newly added person with each newly spoken voice comes a betterment for all of us a new light shed on a darkening whole & a new way of seeing that was unheard of before--- with more voices comes progress & with progress comes solutions & with solutions comes health & with health comes happiness & with happiness comes the lack of a need to kill each other & with that, our planet & species might not disappear so quickly--- all begins with circulation.