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to change your language you must change your life.
from Collected Poems 1948-1984
this isn’t a title. i was just looking at this crop that i cut in half. i decided to take a picture of it. it was the shape and the colour and the abundant seeds.
the abundant seeds.
then it occurred to me. it seems as though nature wants to propagate itself. one fruit, one crop, one plant carrying so many seeds? it is not that the earth cannot sustain our population. but there are other factors, factors unique to the human psyche.
left to earth itself, freed from our individualistic preoccupations, we all could live comfortably here. but with me, me, me, my family, my tribe, my country. so many different fragments of the whole, so many borders and boundaries.
seeds must be divided.
who bought the lands sets the price.
or the creditors of the person who bought the land set the price, decide how many seeds sent here, how many seeds sent there, how many seeds not sent at all because too many seeds being propagated and distributed can cause inflation.
an organism i found on the beach. it appeared to be alive and well. its bubbly texture was enticing and there was the temptation to touch it slightly, just to feel what that bubble was. but i didn’t. there was a sense that its beauty was its danger. i though of jellyfish and thought that this may be related to it. poison, or whatever defense mechanism it had, would have been passed on by touch. even in its seemingly fragile and vulnerable position and appearance, there remained a sense of power about it; it remained powerful. its beauty was only to be observed.