So, it began a couple of days a go...
while weathering a storm.
Probably I could have, more or less, left it as is, maybe added eyes.
But the storm charged me up into a frenzy. I am thinking a bit more about form lately. How we might work toward expectation a lot. How sometimes just the sheer honesty of how it might go is sometime a way to learn more about ourselves. Perhaps that is part of why I like storms so much, the sheer energy in them. The beauty in that.
And then, the expected. Thinking about like-minded-ness. How we might gather based on that. But then, what do we really learn from that? Except reinforce that which we already think we know. How small that is I thought to myself today.
I am not sure that will ever make the world the safe place we dream about.
As usual just catching thoughts and asking questions.