My world is not complex.
There is no movement of minds as in the city here.
No one is stomping their feet out side my door step.
I can go to the river in a moment where I can watch the current move south.
That is something like sitting on a porch and watching the cars drive by.
Going to lunch or going to see Allison is the highlight of our week.
The world is not seen in turmoil here.
It may soon be in turmoil but now there is only talk in the distance of the radio.
Sometimes I wish that I could sit alone in the redwood/bamboo groves and be at peace.
I can go out on the deck and listen to the sounds of the world.
I can sit here and space out on these keys as I type.
When I do that nothing comes out as having any meaning other than the fact that it was done.

 Gollum is learning the meaning of ....


 .Words & Graphics by Tomas