Tonight, a rant about the sea

What if I’m right half the time and wrong half the time? Like a kayak in a green sea. Yet if I can calm a storm, like Amerghin, I still have found a home.

Where am I? In the goddess sea, nowhere transcendent, my peace, my body. Finding ancient wisdom stored in flesh, always young. There is nothing lifeless save corruption.

Feeling bodily is to know the ancient universe. Guess I thought mine was transgender.  Guessed again. Thought I was Romeo now I’m like a mermaid Juliet.

If the body is form, form can change – shapeshift, meandering sea-wave. Weaving fate, churning up purpose. ( I grabbed a wand and it twisted and turned my life upside down, and now half the time the sea is the sky.

Aristotle gives no explanation why not to base philosophy on the senses beyond that its unscientific. But where has that led us? I know where my senses lead me, to my body, to peace, stillness in the sea-journey.

My hip in the sea. My eyes, my God! A sea of cars, and one destination: love!

Cal Kalve