Happily we bask in this September sun which illuminates all creatures.
~ Henry David Thoreau in AUTUMN: FROM THE JOURNAL OF HENRY D. THOREAU
It’s 3:23 in the morning
and I can’t sleep
because my great great grandchildren
ask me in my dreams
what did you do while the Planet was plundered?
what did you do when the Earth was unravelling?
What did you do
once
you
knew?
... I want just this consciousness reached
by people in range of secret frequencies.