How does one know when age is setting in?
Why can’t there be some definitive number?
I’d like to know.
This week started so great,
A couple of quick runs, two good workouts,

Lots of food, plenty of water, really good sleep,
But the tropics are pumping that humidity
And I’d like to blame my late week malaise on that,
I fear, however, the time is catching up with me
The runs? Too fast. The lifting? Fit for a kid.
Maybe I am one of those domino dots,
In line for the inevitable fall.

Eff that, the last two run, solid,
Quick for an old guy.
Instead of beating it up with iron,
A good amount of stretching, maybe adding some suppleness,
Flexibility… I’ve never been known for that,
Physical or mental, it’s nice to improve both of those.
Yeah, I’m getting older.

“Hold fast, then, to this sound and wholesome rule of life-that you indulge the body only so far as is needful for good health.” Seneca

Loss can be a gain
Nature only knows what’s so
For gains also lose
People know not when to stop
Nor when they should keep going

“Find an independence where action becomes action that supports the whole action that includes everything and does everything that is needed.” (Presence, by C. Otto Scharmer, Peter M. Senge, Joseph Jaworski, Betty Sue Flowers)

Needles deliver
Receptors take all they can
Souls float absently
Solutions will be complex
Thinking must be inclusive

Bull-Shop politics
Chaos, Forty-five’s cattail
It will leave a scar


Safety in a ban
Nets chaos in the world…
Expanding ripples


Study feedback loops
Dissent patterns freshly sown
Pressure beats pressure