A friend working on some Twitter research has created a visualization of Tweets containing the word “occupy.” Watching the barrage of names, emotions, attitudes, accusations, reports, insults could seep in like a bad dream, the social miasma of our times unfolding in real time. I find articulate voices making sense of what’s happening now among hip hop artists who are using their art to engage issues of social justice. At AJstream, Derrick Ashong asks Lupe Fiasco why the clear point of the Occupy Wall Street movement – ECONOMIC JUSTICE – is not translating to mainstream media.
A friend working on some Twitter research has created a visualization of Tweets containing the word “occupy.” Watching the barrage of names, emotions, attitudes, accusations, reports, insults could seep in like a bad dream, the social miasma of our times unfolding in real time. I find articulate voices making sense of what’s happening now among hip hop artists who are using their art to engage issues of social justice. At AJstream, Derrick Ashong asks Lupe Fiasco why the clear point of the Occupy Wall Street movement – ECONOMIC JUSTICE – is not translating to mainstream media.
lost in time
pastpresentfuture merge
in chaos
fencing outlines a space
positions a safe center
defines the middle of time
hummingbirds flutter
Bloomfield, NM… Read more...
I'm not actually geriatric yet, despite teasing. An acquaintance did, however, recently bring to my attention that in seven years I'll become eligible to join the AARP! Laugh!
Cultivate self-doubt.
Correct overshoot as soon as possible.
Strive to be gentle.
Stay firm.
Love.
I'm not actually geriatric yet, despite teasing. An acquaintance did, however, recently bring to my attention that in seven years I'll become eligible to join the AARP! Laugh!
Cultivate self-doubt.
Correct overshoot as soon as possible.
Strive to be gentle.
Stay firm.
Love.
bolster your courage
dream being into this world
rush departure not
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There were thirteen of us and Marlene, plus Gater. The Elders had specific roles: two Teachers, one Firekeeper, and a Singer. Sheila was our Chef. MP performed her customary on-demand interventions in addition to behind-the-scenes support and logistical planning.
There were thirteen of us and Marlene, plus Gater. The Elders had specific roles: two Teachers, one Firekeeper, and a Singer. Sheila was our Chef. MP performed her customary on-demand interventions in addition to behind-the-scenes support and logistical planning.
7 August 2010
On a midsummer eve, at a magnificent location on Long Island, magic was afoot.
Although most celebrants 
would arrive at the designated hour that Saturday afternoon, many had begun the journey days and even weeks in advance. From Italy and Romania, the Dominican Republic and Dubai, from South and North America, the east and west coast and … Read more...
cyberspace
Am in the process of transforming my ‘old’ blog categories into tags (in this new incarnation of Reflexivity) and also setting up “series” that re-present certain types of blog-entries in chronological order. One of the original conceits in deciding to write in this fashion was to create a record of intellectual growth. Whether or not there’s been any is … Read more...
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Elaine Johnson Kent
August 18, 1934 – September 30, 2009
Mom and I had many conversations in the 1990s about euthanasia. She was afraid of pain and did not want to suffer. I took a bunch of notes back then … Read more...
Rio Rancho (Albuquerque), New Mexico
Americans smile a lot. It feels good! 🙂 Occasionally someone gives a fake smile, one of those that is offered up because it is socially expected, but most of the smiles are accompanied with eye contact that acknowledges, somehow, what a pleasure it is to recognize mutual presence. No more carefully-controlled neutral (or somewhat suspicious) … Read more...
It is cool for summer. In fact, the chill at night feels more like autumn. Otherwise the lush, bright greens (of trees, grass, cultivated crops and wild bush), sky and mountain blues, and varying tones of white in the clouds are as they ever were. I got out on the bike trail yesterday, smelling … Read more...