A clump of earth clasped
As ground collapsed
In space we coalesce
In between spaces there’s us
pst quick! 'twixt quips the trickster's whisper a wisp's tips' whiskers uh-huh uh-uhh mm-hmm mm-mmm track a train a thought to summit mountain tops it takes a peak to see! ah-ha! oh yah memes entrained in jinx twists, chapel perilous giggle cosmos garrulous twisps touché
Waves receding,,, the tides turning
A peculiar paradigm – an aberration, an opportunity – just once in forever, no big deal. A concretion of metacognition, the world awakens to its own willful idiocracy. Fossil fuel pumps into frivolity in this uberhyped epoch. And instead of awakening, we yawn contagiously, and sigh one great big collective <groan>
As we go extinct
Etching our genetic code into resilient artifacts
Stone templates
the only available backup
It is hard to overestimate how underprepared we are.
Put it this way: Plan C is praying harder.
Poor us.
We’ll wave when it goes away,,,