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The child and the womb, which came first?

So many choices leading us where we go, reminds me of a poem by Theodore Roethke. 'The Waking', by Theodore Roethke.

“When we are together we sound a single note, the overtones of which we both find pleasing. When I am alone, I sound a different note altogether. Try as I might, I will never hear the sound you make when I am not with you.”

Like one hand clapping? 😊

“Sometimes, truth and adaptation are the sane thing.”

Hermit crabs are enviable for their change, for the hunt.

Soft shell Lucky wields tongs in the kitchen. Adapts to change, to loss.

Alma…changes, adapts. Sylvia transforms. Truth and dare. Dare. Truth.

"Whether seismic or cellular, the change that is always underway transforms into what passes as inevitability. Inside the storm, we turn into the skid or we do not. What follows next—the avoidance of the crash or the crash—becomes first: the inescapable future; then: the unalterable past. This is not fatalism. It is connection.

Neither is it determinism?

I confuse cachaca and curaçao, not sake and soju (rice wine).

“Whether seismic or cellular, the change that is always underway transforms into what passes as inevitability. Inside the storm, we turn into the skid or we do not. What follows next—the avoidance of the crash or the crash—becomes first: the inescapable future; then, the unalterable past. This is not fatalism. It has s connection.”

I confuse curaçao and cachaca, but know soju is Korean rice wine (not sake).