Dancing Between Zero and One…

     

     Working Labor and dancing  between 0’s and 1’s. Between a No or Yes is a decision unsullied by dark white and light gray and maybe this and almost that and start with knowing or stop with forgotten disk swirls and the silence of saving Clouds and the grace of faraway recall. Deadlines are quickly met and quickly become those overnight successes when packages land upright on porch steps or tucked inside boxes of steel or plastic large or small with little red flags that signal pickup with those deliveries anticipated or tossed away.

     Eastbound on I-84 while driving across and above the Hudson River; a head turn right to see where water meets ground, as it must. Machines are interesting only while spinning code-speak as it must and when it fails this spin-read, knowing compilation will eventually solve issues of jumps or right/left side swings-that-brings solution or balance.  

     America brings wars-to-shores as travelers deplane, re-plane, arrive or land, embark-remark-recover-discover-take-remake-destroy and with another sign, begin this all again. Forever warriors create forever wars and die to fight again.

     America dreams freedom’s dreams and almost seems to follow the Code of a simple Yes or No until the non-codes of dark white and light gray confuses-refuses-muddles-befuddles the true machine and delivers; instead, Enigma. America dreams of Peace-on-Earth and Good-will-to-Men. ‘Never happens’ However; it is still a good dream—A dream of Peace and the Simplicity of Truth-speak. 

     Why are narratives of Mythology; if ‘Abrahamic’ in religions, called a province of theology? Yes or No or Maybe or Might be justified-verified and just once-in-this-beyond-a-shadow-of-a-doubt, just maybe the right light or the incorrect shadows of lighter shades of gray. 

     Code speak is eternal speak until machine fails to understand the processes needed-to be-to-see and the reason to follow this Code-to-Loop-to-Continue-or to-End.

“Let peace begin with me

Let this be the moment now.

With every step I take

Let this be my solemn vow.

To take each moment

And live each moment

With peace eternally.

Let there be peace on earth

And let it begin with me”…by Jill Jackson-Miller and Sy Miller

“It’s Beginning To Snow…Thisbe Vos

 

 

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