November 2025 – radical druid

We Aren’t Really Talking Anyway

Published on November 17, 2025

It doesn’t matter, anyway,
if you don’t hear a word I say.
And if you hear, why don’t you listen?
Does it matter what you’re missing,
if the words there in your presence
don’t much matter. Does it make sense
to pretend that conversation’s
what we after? It’s a new situation.

Does it matter, anyway,
exactly who says what, and when?
What difference whose idea it was,
when hopes and dreams and thoughts and prayers
all lead to nothing without action.

Why don’t I shut up?

17 NOV 2025

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The Last Present

Published on November 15, 2025

There is no time like the Present;
that’s what all the pundits say.
They’ll be saying it next season.
It’s the one that got away.

There is no time but the present;
that just now and yesterday,
the coming nexts or maybe soons
that occupy and stay.

Time is, just as a construct,
one more useful set of bars.
The less that you can see them,
the more watchful are your guards.

It’s the ones you don’t see coming:
that’s what gets you in the end.
There’s that one defining moment,
when we either break or bend.

And at the time it seems like
even time has had enough.
When things are tough all over,
time is all you have to bluff.

There’s no time like the present.
It’s like that in a sense.
Forget what you think you may know,
that life experience,

And wander down the hall with me
to some new secret room
where we can have time to ourselves,
until sometime in June.

15 NOV 2025

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The Soundtrack of Your Life

Published on November 12, 2025

The music that you listen to, that fills the quiet space,
is like the soundtrack of your life. Its sound describes the place
exactly where you’re at, and why, and what will happen next.

It’s not a mixtape or a set of songs. It’s more than that:
the foley artists earn their due, painting in sound your steps,
the voices in your head, the creaking joints and bones.

The music isn’t just a backdrop, mis en scene, against which life
unfolds without attachment to the meaning.

The soundtrack of your life plays on. Is it something new?
Is the music just rehashed for a quickly pulled together sequel?

12 NOV 2025

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Time The Changeling

Published on November 6, 2025

What has been need not always be what is.

There is a sense of time that must erase the world that is what was and built the now.

Against such force, what armed and booted thugs can stand and keep their sense of distance from the truth?

What is and always seems to be the stone against which endless, mindless flint is drawn?

The world may still endure the flames and from the morning’s ashes rise a phoenix.

What will be must evolve from what it is.

There is no secret alchemy of fire to draw out from a well of empty space the light that has no heritage of dark.

06 NOV 2025

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Aristotalitarian Logic

Published on November 1, 2025

The world is like a file folder system in which everything has its right folder, label, drawer, shelf, cabinet, space, wall, room, floor, building, block, neighborhood, suburb, city, metropolitan area, county/parish, region, state, country, continent, land mass, planet, etc.

And your whole life is spent figuring that out.

So there, you’ve saved a minute. Don’t thank me.

Now imagine your every waking thought and most of your sleeping ones are spent doing that too. Oh, yeah, that’s right. You already do that. You’re neurotic as hell.

The only thing that cures it is knowing bullshit when you smell it.

And the courage to trust your nose.

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Month: November 2025

We Aren’t Really Talking Anyway

The Last Present

The Soundtrack of Your Life

Time The Changeling

Aristotalitarian Logic