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.
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