Something Is Worrying Me

To get to the point - why is the thought of ocean acidification not making everybody crazy?

http://discovermagazine.com/2008/jul/16-ocean-acidification-a-global-case-of-osteoporosis

Bamboo Post-Thanksgiving Ninja Ramble

My father and I walked through a bamboo forest not so long ago. We listened to the clatter echo of wind through the tall living pole trees and closed our eyes. We memorized the sound. We knew--should we ever be captured by ninjas and led away blindfolded into the world--that (at least) we would always know this one environment simply by it's sound.

As my dear pa preps for another eye surgery I must say I am so so so so thankful that we two also know this environment by sight.

There are so many things I am thankful for. So many experiences. So many people. So many things that--as I am all too often led away by my own internal ninjas blindfolded into the unknown--to have inside me.

Meaning changes. It hovers vague and unreliable around objects, experiences, memories, people. It dances and and dissolves and reappears again ever unsubstantial. It is hard to have faith in a world that is so malleable. It is hard to love people in a world that is so wildly effervescent. It is hard to think thoughts and come to the same conclusions when time refuses to pause and persist.

I am thankful, therefore, to know that I now have my father... eyes closed... listening to a bamboo forest song... (beautiful charm against black garbed anomie)... providing another axis for all the kenematic entropy inside my own head. I think "good" might find a wealth of expression as it dervish whirls around that one small greenpeaceful focused point.