Before these crowded streets

"Yes I do see many of us afraid of scraps,
afraid of their big design" -Sandra McPherson

"There are times when a brief passing moment can hold a special place in our subconscious. Seeing someone for the first time can be such an occasion. And although the view may have lasted only an instant, our mind has a way of filling in what the eye didn’t see, creating an impression that can linger forever..." -James Christensen

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Peering out of the bus window, I saw a blue streaked bird today. A pang of shock came at the sight, it walking about drinking from a smoky puddle of grease and water. It abided so naturally there at the corner gas station, instead of seeking out the unruly rural areas. It... made me sad.

It is so windy, today. Not only that, the winds have been warm which have a spooky way of leaving a calm in my bones. It does settle the mind for a moment.

Current humanity seems to enact a recipe for self decay by nature. We talked about it while driving down the road. Far from our roots.Thinking of that, I took the stairs instead of the elevator today, *pulled* open the door instead of gliding through the other electric servanting entrance.

It is a bit haunting the thought of it.

So perhaps Diamond should write a second volume of Guns, Germs, and Steel. this time he should focus on the entire populations conquistadores of the twenty first century.
Conquerers of quality, reality of being.

A thought came to me while cashiering, as I stooped to pick up a small penny from a transaction. Echoes of other penny occassions came. I see people drop them without a thought, just a small thing, little worth. Even a nickel or a dime, easily left, the effort not cost effective. I've always been drawn to flavor and detail,that with undemanding notices in the background. Not all pennies are round, but little scraps of being.

I laughed at the trouble I was having with swiping this coin back up. My nails were much to short for any ease with gripping small objects. My register would have noted its absence. I pick up every penny I am able to now, because I feel that pull i n my life, cause what those little things end up meaning to me. Again these minute particulars.