Flexibility vs. Ground

A bridge of "either" can only span two shores.

Never to touch a third shore.

It's reach has an end.

"Either" does not extend indefinitely into an endless abyss.

It is grounded, though inflexible.

A thin line of thought stretches from it's lonely island, seeking in the dark for some soil to plant it's tendrils and whispers.

The thought is glowing almost in the surrounding dark,  the finest focused fog, flowing through the vast invisible sea of questions and the unknown, meandering carefree in it's innate way. The thoughts roots curl and twist around the obstacles that are as dark and as invisible as the question itself; the roots, inch by inch, touch by touch, zephyr by zephyr navigate the slack water of the mind.

Can the Dead Change?

Seeing dead people wouldn't be inherently bad.
I wish I could, sometimes. There are a few people I used to know that I'd like to see again.
Do you still "know" someone after they've died?
Or would they be someone you "used" to know?
[11:32] : I feel like their death changes the way you see them, and they've gone where you can't go yet... so I guess it would be more like you "used" to know them. Even though, they haven't changed because
They are no longer living.
What do you think?
[11:32] Alexjonder: I'd say you still know them because they live on in your heart.
[11:33] RealKept: I'm just not sure death doesn't change people.
[11:34] Alexjonder: I'm not sure either.

Thud and Squish

Besides sounding like two names for some seriously unfortunate adventurous heroes, "thud and squish" is probably the best description of what's going on inside my thoracic cavity (don't Google that term unless you're prepared to look at gross anatomy... yes I Googled it to make sure it meant what I thought it meant).
I could also describe this attempt at trying to understand myself by writing about myself as a way to take what's all up in my frontal lobe and smear it on some kind of medium. Like all of the gutsy descriptions?
Oh, my gosh, (CAVEAT)
Thud and Squish can be two heroes that deal in the dirty underbelly of the world. They are alter-egos for two people who by daylight are ordinary garbage men, but they moonlight as alleyway protectors and investigate all kinds of scum.

(END OF CAVEAT)

Can you tell that things inside of me at the moment aren't all fuzzy and clean?
Right now, I'm recovering from being somewhat internally, emotionally, and rationally dislocated and slimy.
Like when you get done at the gym, and you're really sweaty and gross, and you overworked your shoulder, so it feels just out of place, and it bothers you, so you keep rolling your shoulder blade around, hoping it will pop back into a place where it feels normal?

Yeah, that feeling. That popping-your-knuckles-but-it-doesn't-make-them-feel-better-only-like-they-need-more-popping kind of feeling.
You know what I'm talking about.
That's what I feel like on the inside.

So, I can't quite put my finger on it. When I think I get it back in place, it just keeps moving on me, dislocation again, and making me feel all wormy and uncomfortable inside.
But I keep trying to put a finger on it, because what else am I supposed to do?
So, I put a finger on it today, and it went "thud" and then it squished under the pressure.
I've been trying to put my internal limbs of my personality and emotions back into some semblance of an order I find comforting and familiar, with very slow progress, for months. And months. Actually, for over a year now.

Something. Just. Doesn't. Fit.
So, to maybe draw a general circle around the thing that I can't put my finger on, I will share some quotes that have stuck out to me recently and see if I can see any kind of pattern or conclusion.

"I know the reason why I feel so blessed/ My heart still splashes inside my chest/ She's like a top/ She cannot stop/ She moves on." -- Paul Simon "She Moves On"

"They tell you how you're supposed to love God. Don't let anyone tell you how you're supposed to love anyone. " - Mom

"You can see things that I can't see, and that bothers me." - Me

Playing with Fire. Out of the frying pan and into the fire. Burn, baby, burn.

Millions of acres of forest are burning in North America.
Millions.

This website gives the most concise fire information for Alaska, the Continental USA and Canada that I can find.
http://cwfis.cfs.nrcan.gc.ca/interactive-map

Here's a fun calculation:
Carbon dioxide, as we all know, is a greenhouse gas.
The millions of acres of burn is releasing literally tons of CO2. Not to mention that ONE healthy acre of forest absorbs, on average, 1.22 metric tons of CO2 PER YEAR (as calculated by the EPA: http://www.epa.gov/cleanenergy/energy-resources/refs.html)

So, the wildfires are burning, releasing tons of CO2, then, this problem is compounded because it will take 10 years, at least, for a forest to grow to the point where it can absorb 1.22 metric tons of CO2 per year. That is, if it can grow that quickly, given the current creeping drought status.
Millions of acres of forest are burning. This means there are millions of metric tons of CO2 being released, and any forthcoming CO2 that will be emitted in the future from other sources (factories, cars, etc), that would normally be absorbed by the forest, that won't be absorbed as quickly in the next 10 years.

One of the most infuriating things about these problems is there is, seemingly, no big solution for what one can do to mitigate the effects. There are small solutions: eat less meat, drive down demand for it, so farms produce fewer animals, therefore lowering environmental impact (due to large crops to feed them, transporting them, their farts, etc); or drive your car less; use less fuel; let your yard behave more naturally; conserve water by washing your hair less, taking a shower less, laundering more efficiently, reducing the size of your lawn, etc.; grow a garden and lower impact for transporting foods; don't own a dog; plant trees; take a reusable grocery bag to the store to keep petroleum down.

Are people really willing to give up a lifestyle their accustomed to, without a guarantee it will actually work at all?
The inconsistent rhetoric of climate change, when it first came to light, I think really damaged the opportunities we had early on to begin to curb the exacerbating problem. Some people started blowing the horn before the rest of scientific community could conclusively agree to their claims. Now they are unified, but the seeds of doubt were already sown.
Not only that, the way it was presented divided people instead of unifying them.
This should be an easy issue:
"Hey, we, the scientific community have observed and discovered something really important for everyone to know. It's really good we caught this now because the effects for everyone on the planet could get pretty awful if we ignore it. This discovery, like other monumental discoveries will help us improve the world we live in! Go us for being so smart!"
But, that didn't happen when the mass media disseminated the information.
And, even if you don't "believe" in the widespread climate change, you can still agree that making the world a healthier place IS THE MORAL ISSUE, not climate change. If it were a different kind of pollution, the same moral issue is keeping/making the world a healthier place. Leave it better than you found it, right?
That's something we should do anyway because it's imperative to the future of mankind. I mean, we all live here. Except for astronauts. They live in space.

In any case. Life goes on. The sun will come up tomorrow. Maybe made more hot by all the gas in the atmosphere, but the sun will still rise. Unrelentingly.
I just hope I can greet it with the hope that people can come together and begin to resolve their differences for the betterment of the planet, and not keep sticking to their factions, ignoring the real issue.