a hundred quiet interstices.

If Vlad Duthiers was on the premiere of the Reading Rainbow reboot.

But he is.

He wouldn't just phone it in, toilet sounds in the background.

"Rodney, did you just--?!?"

"'scuse me sistah I gotta take a sh*t."

Amanda Gorman reading in a somewhat robotic voice, a regular cadence that is emphatic and deliberate.  In her poem she's thinking about her own place in the world, and that's relateable, but she's thinking of us, too, as so much of this struggle is common.

(not her)"I felt rather slipstream."

They talk so much of mindfulness, Eckhardt Tolle, the now-deceased monk Ninh, how to embrace the current to do the things that you know true and right, explode all of the "ifs" and "buts"

Edgar Allan Poe and writers of his era, in the Arkham house style magazines, predominantly, spoke of "a singular experience".

That if you bit into a stick of Extra gum, and got the flavor real horrorshow, you balls might window shade your chin, and next thing you know, you're singing out the experience.

Should've fired a warning shot, there, Rodney.

What of the infinitude of getting caught up in the now, drinking the juices of the present moment?  Drunk on power, corrupts absolutely.  Nobody of his worth, worth his salt.  Casting our pearls before swine, perhaps.

On Walden Pond a million subthreads collide in his brain to produce Walden or Life In the Woods(link to the free electronic version on Project Gutenberg), but he also captured more of the spirit of the now, writing of a boating trip along a river, and writing of a foray into Cape Cod.

A hundred quiet interstices of nature whispering per second, and our commonality with our fellow man and nature becomes ever so clear.

Some of the candy and nuts, those "ifs" and "buts", of the wise to bide the time, or of Marcus Aurelius to embrace man as never disconnected from his fellow, sociable and beguiled to broach the common mean.

Another intersticial, to enjoy chocolates, with report of dark chocolate being somewhat of a heart healthy superfood, to have a morsel.

I do.

Just a bit, 60-80 calories worth, a good soaking of the mouth the gives a nice little burst of flavor, the dull roar of dark chocolate.

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