The voice inside you

Mr. Assad said international monitoring of the 2014 elections would violate Syria's sovereingty. "We do not trust the West for this task," he said, proposing observers from "friendly countries such as Russia or China." 

"China?" the interviewer asked, presumably perplexed because China is not known for holding free elections. Mr. Assad was silent. The reporter then asked if Mr. Assad had any "self-criticisms." He replied: "It's illogical to carry out self-criticism before the events have been completed. If you go to watch a film you don't criticize it until it ends." (The New York Times, May 19, 2013, p.10).

If it's all good, as I heard someone say yesterday at the top of his lungs to a crowd of young people who were disenchanted by a long wait at a restaurant they sought entrance to, the question is, what is it?

Lately, I see my shadow is cast as much or more by my voice than my body. That what I say about myself and others has consequences far beyond what I might possibly imagine, and that Sound is a shadow with sails.

Never trust anyone incapable of introspection, including yourself.

Reading a bio of John Clare, it's heartening to discover that he'd written about flowers, trees, streams, and birds while out among them. He'd sit in a field with a pen and little pieces of paper and write prose about what he was seeing, making what he saw sound the way it looked.

I believe that if you look at a bird long enough you'll eventually hear a poem.