Author Archives: dgermann
Every breath
Every breath you take you’re sending a message to generations :- Doug.
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Serious about conversing
Let’s get serious—about conversing with generations. :- Doug.
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Throwaway year
Throwaway year this need not be we can learn —and better unlearn— from finally realizing our sisters and brothers as kin, as real, as us from facing death as near as breath from upheaval in our civic space —and better … Continue reading
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This busy day
This busy day squeeze out a reflection or two :- Doug.
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Maybe the ancestors…
Maybe the ancestors… …do not exist, or do not exist for us once we forget their names or their existence …only exist as children exist when we give them our eyes, give them our ears, hear them …exist or do … Continue reading
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Do I hold you back?
Grandchild, do I hold you back? How to truly free you? Does setting you free ask you to remember something of humanity? :- Doug.
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set my ancestors free
Maybe it is our task as ancestors to let the generations go free. :- Doug.
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The mirror
The mirror We honor so few generations of ancestors before us that it limits our imagination of the ones coming after us how distant the echoes we hear limits how long ours are heard :- Doug.
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Fulcrum generation
Future generations could look back on ours as a fulcrum. . . . :- Doug.
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Chilling storming gale
Who is your grandchild, grandchild of your spirit, the one who calls others to sing and dance, who calls others to stand with this one in the chilling storming gale? :- Doug.
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A speculation of generations
A speculation of generations: I speculate that in 11 generations there will be people my age to wonder about people 11 generations further on. I speculate we can converse with these wonderers. A bee converses with a clover blossom, a … Continue reading
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bend its own arc
I refuse to accept that humanicity is this way, always has been, will never differ. I reject that thinking. Humanicity always has the capacity to change, to grow, to bend its own arc. :- Doug.
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Perhaps messengers instead
Why do we think we are the ones with a message to send, and not perhaps the messengers? :- Doug.
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Can we? I choose
I don’t know that we can or cannot converse over centuries. I choose. I try. :- Doug.
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