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the hatched egg

does the hatched egg
exist?

once
it was all egg.

then

its confines harbored
a being
that in days
instructed by genes
used its new beak
to escape.

so
is
a hatched egg
an egg?
part of it
walked away as if on stilts.

the rest of it
is dried albumen
and calcium deposit.

shell,
not egg, plus
chicken,
not egg.

remnants
of egg
and a living,
fuzzy
miracle.

but there is
in the miraculous human mind
such a thing as a hatched egg.

the hatched egg is Renewal.
the hatched egg is The Resurrection
and The Life.

we fuzzy chicks,
recently renewed
and sticky with the amniotic drippings
of what harbored us,
stilt our new way out
and into the world.

sometimes we save our shells
in our scrapbooks.

I have spent much of the first three hours of this New Year creating a new page. I wanted to celebrate the new year by doing a renewal-themed page. The ultimate celebration of renewal to my mind is a brass-tacks look at what actually happens to perpetuate Life. I had to leave out stuff like the exploding supernovae that make heavier elements occur in the first place, the absolutely essential floatiness of solid water, a.k.a. ice, and many other factors known and unknown. I stuck to the Nitrogen Cycle, and an obscenely simplified rendering at that, but I invite readers to do a web search on “nitrogen cycle” and find out what Life is REALLY all about, and why we would never exist without Lightning. Happy New Year, friends!

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PS: “Theta-funk” is a horrible corruption of “Theta functions,” essential to the mathematics of string theory. Once William Buckley was asked why he used the word “irenic” instead of “peaceful.” He replied, “Madame, I desired the extra syllable.” Well, messieurs et mesdames, I desired Theta-funk. 🙂

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It is natural on New Year’s Eve to reassess, evaluate, and resolve to change certain things. It’s less conventional to do it on the 10th of May, but that’s what happened in 2008 for me, as pictured above. Back in May of 08 my journal pages featured the date more prominently. Later that same year, as seen below, the date became a footnote to my signature. Judging from the message of the page, it must’ve been a bleak November…

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But 2012 has been far from bleak. I leave it in better health than I entered it, and with love and light abounding, and 2013 promises yet more transcendence. Reader, may your 2013 be your best year yet.