i want to share with you
something of myself
but you are so delicate
and i don't know my own strength

an earthquake, a flood
your teeth fall out
bones crushed into powder
the sky sings every day
of the great mystery of truth

the breath is a refilling
the lifetime is a refilling
the universe is a refilling
a cycle, an orbit, a pouring out
the lip of a bowl to the lip of a mouth
and a body for a body, between teeth
i am broken down
below energy

cry
cracked open, trunk-split lightning
a melted treasure, a lost coin
a last coin, given and taken
the eyes witnesses draped

Being a true and honest transcript of my keynote of the same name at the 1st International Noder Symposium on Malarkey Studies

Int. Exhibition Hall. Day.

MUSIC: "Love Me Like You Do," by Ellie Goulding.

Thank you all. Thank you. Thank you for coming. Erm. Oh wait. That bit's later. Let's not get ahead of ourselves here. Christ, this public speaking thing is

Happy Birthday to me. I am 47 today.

It is genuinely hard to sum up the richness of my life right now, the depth of experience, and the weird ideas I have for the future. I'm setting up goals and having dreams in ways that I would never have allowed myself to do before. I'm doing the work of it all in tandem, attempting to break up older patterns that are holding my back, or at least crying about the parts that are