<June 29/14.> Sometimes I’d swear I’m living on a run-away train.
Actually, I’m pretty sure of it! :)
I think we all are, far as that goes.
Shall we just very understatedly say.
Sometimes I run away. Run away
From the run-away train.
(Is this even possible?
From the run-away train we all live on?
Technically, I suppose not.
But then, I am not very technical
Shall we just very politely say.
So I pretend
Pretend I’ve climbed down off the nasty, run-away beast.
I am here, now.
Away from the run-away train
That run-away train
That is running away with all of us.
All of us soundly on board
Whether we know it or not
(for most, I think, not?)
& it is glorious, here. Utterly.
Glorious to step off that R-A-T
(even though I know all the while
this illusion of escape is only, after all
I’ve returned to the pretty bubble-y town
The one I once lived in
(even those who live here know they live in a bubble :) )
The place that is so very, very beautiful
The one where life is beautiful ALL the time
(Even when it’s not
& often, of course, it’s not, or at least, not for everyone)
But go & tell the river that.
Tell the hills
& the beautiful sandy beaches
That it is not beautiful here all the time.
For it is, it is!
Not merely beautiful, but stunning
More trees than you can count
More river than you can drink, or drink in, even
More beauty than you can fathom.
I catch my breath here, often
& breathe. Breathe, breathe, breathe it all in.
Gratefully, soooo gratefully. :) :) :) :)
A person is bound to ask
Why would anyone in her right mind
Leave this magical place??
Why did I leave?
I had my reasons
Constellation of reasons, in fact
For needing to run away
(I did need to go.)
That run-away train
I guess it was calling to me.
(Using the term loosely
Ever so loosely indeed)
Is a run-away train
It ran away on the human race millennia ago, now
It’s just that it’s sped up the pace so
This century. This past decade or two.
Now we finally know it’s a run-away train
(those of us who do know
who feel it viscerally)
So out of control.
& it is, it is!
Nothing is under control.
A few relevant quotations:
On the dangers of un-guided technology: “We are aboard a train which is gathering speed, racing down a track on which there are an unknown number of switches leading to unknown destinations. No single scientist is in the engine cab and there may be demons at the switch. Most of society is in the caboose, looking backward.” – Ralph Lapp, Scientist-turned-writer
“The greatest joy in nature is the absence of man.” – Bliss Carman, Canadian poet (1861-1929)
“Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world’s grief.
Do justly, now.
Love mercy, now.
Walk humbly, now.
You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither are you free to abandon it.”
“Even after all this time
The sun never says to the earth,
‘You owe me.’
Look what happens with a love like that.
It lights the whole sky.”
“After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on – have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear – what remains? Nature remains. – Walt Whitman, poet (1819-1892)
“What’s important is not what’s gone, but what remains.” ~ from the film ‘Home’
Why are we here? Mark Vonnegut (son of writer Kurt Vonnegut) says: “We are here to help each other through this, whatever this is.” (KV last speech)