I am a guy
who looks at the moon
through this window;
you are a guy
who looks at the moon
through that window.
Everyone is a person
who looks at the moon
through a window;
the rest is a story,
and this is a story.
Still,
nosotros somos personas
que miramos la luna
a través de estas ventanas.
Not Another Frigging Blog 
Cooks, I had a cool experience last night with a friend in my backyard here in MA. Through one opening on the horizon, we could see shiny bright Venus above a rooftop and, in the space between two houses and two trees, old rusty-dusty Mars — one ready to uplift and delight and the other ready to beat you in a dark alley. Apparently, this dynamic has been playing out for five billion years. Were we meant to evolve this far, such that we could witness and experience this? Jeb
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Jeb, I love this scene you painted. Which way is consciousness leading us in the end?
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