The New Weathers

The New Weathers

“The sum of a field’s forces [become] what we call very loosely the ‘spirit of the place.’ To know the spirit of a place is to realize that you are a part of a part and that the whole is made of parts, each of which in a whole. You start with the part you are whole in.”

— Gary Snyder

Surrealism these days might be the only way to penetrate it all,

To give it to you as a coherent whole, as a gift, wrapped in a bow,

We know too much, have reduced Her to bits, one’s and zero’s,

Disembodied, and lost, yet we’re here, you’re right here, right now,

In this place, embodied, breathing air that I once exhaled, air’s old,

The co-rising and interconnectedness of the multiverse, you and I,

This poem came from somewhere, a dream channeled into here,

Into this space, behind a screen, bleeping and pinging, on and on,

This is all a dream, a simulation, I know too much about very little,

Chemistry, atoms in resonance, with you and I here we breath,

In and out, surrealism is dream language and an archive portal,

You can see my memories of facts, and traces of lectures and slides,

That’s all gone now, I’ve got my dreams and my memories, DNA, RNA,

Proteins, and the force fields that guide the way they move and shake,

In reality, in you and I, it’s elemental, there are not a hundred elements,

There are four, earth, water, wind, and fire, this is not a delusion, illusion,

To know the parts, and assemble a picture here, in this space take these four, Combine them in alchemical ratios in your mind, that’s all there is, you,

Little I and/or Big I, it does not matter, to know the spirit of place, to meditate,

That is to realize that you are a part of a part and that the whole is made of parts, Each of which is a whole, you start with the part you are whole in,

For me these four fragments of the hundred, an ancient trace,

No longer a chemist, from now on it’s alchemy and alchemy alone,

It’s not experiments, it’s magic and transmutations, I start where I am, whole,

That is here with this page, and traces of light and dark on a screen and paint,

Paint a picture freely of dreams, and of conscious fragments all bouncing around,

In and out, flowing as words, the wilderness of archive, decolonized mind,

Hive mind, the matrix, wild minds, grids and mappings, I don’t see them,

Every trace on this screen I see through to the human on the other side of the desk,

I listen to the voices, this is a real place, a real space and it is here that I live, Surrealism may be that Jack Kerouac School for Disembodied Poetics,

Gritty and dirty language obsessed with details of pain and suffering,

Only to point up and in, into you and into the sky, only to drop the screen,

To penetrate what is all quite simple, just four elements combined in ratios,

Our weathers, brewing and storming, coherent and fluid this is magic,

Only that alone should you see, here in this place for now, but wait and sit,

Tomorrow will be another day, the friend will call you, and you will drive home,

You will dream, and I will dream, of what only you know, Big I, that master,

The master alchemist in the sky, an illusion of words, but one to pray to just the same.

About kayaerbil

I am a Berkeley educated chemistry Ph.D. who is moving into the area of working on developing appropriate technology for communities that are subjected to socio-economic oppression. The goal is to use simple and effective designs to empower people to live better lives. Currently, I am working with Native Americans on Pine Ridge, the Lakota reservation in South Dakota. I am working with a Native owned and run solar energy company. We are currently working on building a compressed earth block (CEB) house that showcases many of the technologies that the company has developed. The CEB house is made of locally derived resources, earth from the reservation. The blocks are naturally thermally insulating, keeping the house cool in the summer and warm in the winter. Eventually, a solar air heater and photovoltaic panels will be installed into the house to power the home and keep it warm, while preserving the house off the grid. A side project while in Pine Ridge is a solar computer. I hope to learn about blockchain encryption software for building microgrids. In addition, it is an immediate interest of mine to involve local youth in technology education.
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