"Begin at the beginning,and go on till you come to the end: then stop." (Lewis Carroll, 1832-1896)

Alice came to a fork in the road. "Which road do I take?" she asked."Where do you want to go?" responded the Cheshire cat."I don't know," Alice answered."Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter."

"So long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation. "Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."

"All right," said the Cat; and this time it vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone. "Well! I've often seen a cat without a grin," thought Alice; "but a grin without a cat! It's the most curious thing I ever saw in my life!"

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I am diagonally parked in a parallel universe. Like Arthur Dent from "Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy", if you do not have a Babel Fish in your ear this blog will be completely unintelligible to you and will read something like this: "boggle, google, snoggle, slurp, slurp, dingleberry to the power of 10". Fortunately, those who have had the Babel Fish inserted in their ear, will understood this blog perfectly. If you are familiar with this technology, you will know that the Babel Fish lives on brainwave radiation. It excretes energy in the form of exactly the correct brainwaves needed by its host to understand what was just said; or in this case, what was read. The Babel Fish, thanks to scientific research, reverses the problem defined by its namesake in the Tower of Babel, where a deity was supposedly inspired to confuse the human race by making them unable to understand each other.


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Thursday, December 01, 2005

Parallel Footprints

Ancestral blood surges through veins
like rivers flowing on parched deserts.
(Galileo ponders stars, pirates pillage ships)

Hearts pound out primeval rhythms
like ritual chants in foreign lands.
(Lovers seek sanctuary, ghosts gambol on graves)

Muscles twitch ancient rites
like butterflies drying frail wings.
(Tigers crouch in jungles, hunters harness fire)

Minds reflect archaic wisdoms
like lucent mirrors blinking in sunshine.
(Plato muses meaning, bandits burgle libraries)

Feet weave in dust primordial myths
like autumn leaves rustled by breezes.
(Shamen step trances, clergy classify sin)

Eyes trace obscure perspectives
like raindrops veiled in calm clouds.
(Artists paint pictures, blindmen build prisons)

Mouths mimic forgotten languages
like birds perched in silent formations.
(Ventris deciphers greek, billboards broadcast pepsi)

Hands caress antique chronicles
like ripples lapping at smooth shells.
(Scholars meditate mystery, anarchists abolish books)

Our bodies express arcane origins
like grains of sand on a busy beach.
(Children shape sandcastles, parents ponder footprints)
Some say we have but one chance to walk through this life. Our greatest philosophers, pondering humanity's collective journey, have marveled at how the impressions, or “footprints”, that we leave behind often have the power to change civilizations and our world forever.
But footprints, like memories, fade slowly. Footprints like those coming before and after, rest patiently and pliantly beneath the sand, easing the path for those coming tomorrow.



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