Clarity Is Like Gravity

Clarity is like gravity.

You know it is there but sometimes it hides between the words. You know that feeling when something slips away, if you just move on or let it go, it will come to you?
 
Miss-spoke, now that is a word to ponder, it usually follows or maybe proceeds an apology?
Why is it that when you hit a nerve, it becomes obvious immediately, in a conversation, I mean metaphorically.

What is the purpose of having no spoon?

So Complicated
 

What if one falls on your head?
That is proof, right?

In that they both end with ity
as sure as I am writing this
as sure as the flat hammered silverware
hanging in the wind.

Well, I want to have a spoon in a restaurant
without having to ask for one,
I want to fall like the models in commercials,
I want to talk to real human beings
not to have to push buttons
to hope that this robot knows I exist
to know that my effort is rewarded
by a robot?
To not have to prove I am not a robot!

I want to know that I can.



XOXO  Just Thinking Bird 

What does "The Brooklyn" have to do with anything?

 

 

 

 

The Brooklyn, a sailing ship, left New York City in 1846 for a voyage around South America to finally reach the destination of Yerba Buena which was the name of San Francisco before it became part of the United States of America. The voyage was a six month sailing hell.

 

Elmer Bentonite was a descendant of the brave people who in their desperation to flee the squalid circumstances of the industrial revolution, sailed away from New York City. John Atlantic Burr, was born aboard the ship and he survived to grow into a prosperous individual who helped to build San Francisco and then later moved back toward the eastern United States. It seems that wanderlust is in the genes of Elmer Bentonite.

 

Going in circles and willing to risk anything in adventure, having a keen interest in artifacts along with his knowledge of geology, to Elmer, it seems he had it all.

 

His family, he left them behind on the farm. He loved them, yes he did, and they knew that one day, maybe, he might settle down.

 

He came at the world with fresh eyes every solitary day.

 

c. 1906 Postal Card She is the one who looks angry.

I treed a bear on the only tree for miles. I put upon my face a Kachina Mask.
He was screaming a roar. I jumped on my horse and high-tailed it.
c. 1906 Back side of card says above

The Bird on the horn of a saddle xoxo