Between Basics and Extremes
Wherein I haven't learned to want much, you drowning desert sands...
Between Basics and Extremes
Weilding group dynamics like batons (blood-iron polarizing populations parting like seas), cities undergo mitosis. An ultimatum: magnetize or electrify? Being magnetism, becoming needs to pick.
I Land Electric
Barring magnet society, socials mix billionaire-wire copper as if street pole or cell reception were dynamo. Parked car has right to wail; do you? Peoples needs all align here, one spool of copper cell tower releases, like coral, signal. Bingo.
Word of mouth embodies living need (or liquids ideas build bodies from). Ideas build tools for ideal selves: "Human individuals maximize gain," is Number-Go-Up's extractor going to town.
Friction, context-agnostic, becomes sacred work. The idea all rent be made goes to town on basic needs:
- corporate landlords set fit and proper
- individual shame set to scour collective curiosity
- my needs set to come before my reality's needs
I Need Discretion
Human needs were left to broker discretion. Orca don't hunt all the salmon to extinction, even as they suffocate baby humpback by breeching on top of them until the infant drifts, deceased, to back of their mother (who carries the child on her back until loss is recognized).
Human needs were left to nourish discretion. Rains don't wash away all the sand, even as the idea of concrete rains down on whatever sand struggles to establish economic viability, selling themselves off under threat of becoming stolen land and lack recognition, made highrise.
Human needs were left to invite discretion. Interconnection's autism doesn't form planets in harmonic layers organized by element, even as human displacement extends that autism to extracted elemental piles. Interconnection can express needs through the human PA system.
Then, what must the blinded eyes have seen
to wish to see no more!
- James Baldwin
Human needs were left to serve discretion. The galactic core did not piss away all solar activity, even as human attention seeks to piss light so hard it goes from stream of consciousness to beam of cogitation. Milky Way can express needs through the human gravity of love.
Human needs aren't malicious, cruel, curse, or failure; the human need's to tend to discretion.
I Need To Meet Needs
The hot needs in my area biggest need of 2025 is:
What are we even doing here?
Many said it; rhetorical state of the question aside, let me attempt response by revision:
What kind of discretion be advised?
As a parent, I might need the discretion moths portray - for you to hover in knowing's outskirts. I advise discretion inhale questions and piss response, not lump and extract. I need discretion of warm belly, quiet fire digesting soft pemeation: I need stirring.
Not Shaking
I need my glints to matter to your glints, for your head tilt to not tilt to my head tilt in hunger or mock connection but curiosity, in recognition. I need discretion to participate in my becoming, not rent seek my meaning[ ] To stand with me, not apart from me, and dissolve into what it'll always have meant ever to hang out.
Discretion, I need days dappled in afternoons under leaves dancing with presence left partial, elusive. For you to tend to me as if I evaporate under direction. For your shadow to have needs, oh my star, your constant revelation to cultivate momentary discretion. Lest, in total radiance, you evaporate.
I need (to define fundamental interconnectedness). Saturate space between us with invitation, so all unspoken needs flow free.
I need attention to idle without stalling. Moment to rest sufficient; particular, configurable. I need to be asked not for my needs but for needs I might have. I am a relationship we both sustain. (((Ask me (I will not respond) Ask me again) no wrong answers) And I might hazard the attempt.)
I Need Recognition
Trauma contextualizes polycrisis predicating all relationship. Happening so pre-traumatized, presence left collision (Violation need not avoidance but recognition). You acknowledging the land - place me. I need to be land.
I need to talk to myself (You: my land). My :: Self, You. I need to talk to you. I need you to ask yourself (Me: your self). What your needs are. I need whispers so small words between them have no way not exist. And believed heard anyway.
I need to be the space between this word and yours you will be these words. For that to matter to you, for matter of space to matter to the matter at hand, for matter at hand to matter to the matter of love, I need to not exist, entirely.
For this to matter to you as gathering thoughts need pausing words. I need land to be language. Pulse rhythm words, to clock, fail.
I Need To Sing
Pulse Rhythm Words, To Clock, Fail
To clock, pulse rhythm words fail
Pulse, to clock, rhythm words fail
Pulse rhythm, to clock, words fail
Pulse rhythm words, to clock, fail
Pulse rhythm words fail, to clock.