Transitory Thoughts & Other Ephemera

The last good politician we had, Bingus Crumpler, an Ohio state senator who was famous for campaigning with a full retinue of his pet cats and raccoons

He ran a raccoon and cat rescue and was an early forerunner for animal rights in the state of Ohio and nationwide

To this day the Bingus Crumpler Foundation for Animal Welfare funds countless animal shelters and euthanasia programs

His followers would affectionally refer to him as “Uncle Bingus,” or “Uncle Bing” for short

Torments the summer sky,

The rain beating down, down;

Shelter sought, shelter found

As the darkness flashes between

Gazing at the sky, I am swallowed up by that azure abyss -

Broken by branches and clouds

The veil of Heaven, the breath of countless living things

Mingling without end, bound up together, expansive;

Beyond is that starry ocean, that billowing void

Full of blazing flowers and myriad jewels,

A vast mirrored net wherein all things are reflected in all things,

What Infinity is framed by my frail vision?

The rolling drum of heaven keeps the tempo

The festival of Spring carried on a cool breeze

Below, mortals shudder and await the passing

The wheel turns, the wheel turns again,

When did it first become water?

How many rivers has it flowed in?

How many living things has it passed through?

How long did it traverse the heavens?