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August 26th, 2008

ears full of falling

I traveled on a hidden road today. I remembered the names of boneset and snakeroot, both in bloom right now, and knew them one from the other, and maybe because of that I found this other road, and wandered quite away from everything. A line from some nonexistent song came into my head:

forgive me if you called and I didn’t answer: my ears were full of falling, and I hadn’t reached the bottom

But I did reach the bottom, I think: it was lined with sunlight, which streamed past the railroad ties and pooled where water was standing, where there are cattails and joe pyeweed. The air was thick with time moving at different speeds; at the borders of each current there were eddies and curls, like smoke, or like the wild cucumber tendrils. The air was thick, but very clear. For a moment I could see at different speeds. It made me feel like crying, but most intense experiences do.

Here's a more mundane way of saying it another versionCollapse )

That's how life is, the warp is mundane, the weft is magical.

Wouldn't it be cool if there were a program that would let you type mirror writing?

from lizziebelle

A story that confirmed what I knew must be true....lizziebelle says:

"There's a nifty article about crows on the NY Times site. It seems that they're able to recognize individual humans!

Crows and their relatives — among them ravens, magpies and jays — are renowned for their intelligence and for their ability to flourish in human-dominated landscapes. That ability may have to do with cross-species social skills. In the Seattle area, where rapid suburban growth has attracted a thriving crow population, researchers have found that the birds can recognize individual human faces.


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