after a day of disc golf with coulter i hurt and my joy banks overstable the body is worn and i well i’ve grown older this sun won’t shine a week of storm it’s the way of mud to try various stretches feel every whip of the wrist in the valley under the blade of my shoulder i lie back let myself twitch let the chi run you may not believe it i invented chi with the help of the books i’ve read people i’ve known the forms i’ve practiced and all the ones i don’t collectively i mean we created chi in me we teach the daily art of detection post twitch a gate opens my sinews buzz with a lightness a dance of lit-up nerve endings magic imagination none of the above they aren’t kidding when they call it subtle this energy this effervescent drone along my limbs and down my spine it goes chi emerges from a social discovery as do i as do we all emerge in me and all in you according to the way we with your help construct ourselves in you in daily diligence we do become by one another’s willing agency this co-creation’s not a one and done like christ i say you don’t get to my daddy but by me i don’t get to anyone unless they open the door to a story and teach me how to make a new society of a kind that doesn’t come undone so soon a loose association of subtleties that twitch open and flow as through a door all willowy like a river or the thread that runs through a story and binds it whole to the lazy thoughts that bubble about my head erupt ex nihilis ex omnibus all we ever made together out of words out of the quiet of mutual respect out of smiling and understanding questions out of gestures out of a gentle acceptance that our worlds are built by different hands using different standards of measurement the shape i take in you that’s who i am when this one’s gone and i am self-serving enough to want a budding afterlife neither buddha nor the christ occludes my view only a sapling that changes the way i fling myself toward the great i am
amazing!!! thank you. I'm now planning how I'll invent chi, thanks to you