Weather or Not

This could be a poem, or an essay, or maybe just stream-of-consciousness psychobabble, but most importantly it is words that have been collected in order to communicate a particular message. Yet, don’t focus so much on the words, but focus more on my body language in the telling of them.

Weather or Not

We collect in pockets of binary energy

Grouped like spots on a cow.

Energy dictated by weather

Wound

Around

Words.

Climate conformation – a secular happening

We are to the climate (and other things, like culture, habits, beliefs… But the topic of today is climate, so we shall not digress) as puddles are to conforming the curves of the earth.

Winter weakens willingness to work.

Summer sets a synergistic stage of situations summoned by the sun.

Simultaneously: Melancholy Maine rain

And

Burning Texas rage.

So maybe the blame should be put,

When one does not ‘behave’,

Not on the cast of characters

But on that which sets the stage:

(summary)

Which is environment. We have focused on climate, but this is all really about environment, and as Marshall McLuhan says, “Environments are invisible. Their ground-rules, pervasive structure, and overall patterns elude easy perception.”

Environments are as multifaceted as the organisms that must live in them, and both co-depend on each other for meaning. To break it down simply: if someone appears to be acting a son-of-a-bitch, maybe there are other environmental phenomena factoring into their behavior; or even clouding your perception of their actions…

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About cognifeeder

My name is Josh. I like to think about things. I also like to write (albeit, “type” might be a more appropriate verb). Sometimes, I can muster these two likes into an enthralling synergy of self-expression. Sometimes not. Cognifeeder was a word I made up in this poem. To me, a “Cognifeeder” is any bit of learned information. A Cognifeeder is a piece of culture, something learned that contributes to one's map of reality. The world is littered with Cognifeeders. Take them lightly. When I’m not blogging, I run Sonata, a digital marketing and SEO agency based in Aledo, Texas.

Posted on February 13, 2012, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. I’m reading through your top posts and love your use of metaphor and graphic imagery. Good work, keep it up. Your metaphor-use, that is to say. Aside from that, some of your writing is disturbing to my sense of entropy, which is always good. If entropy = bad, perturbations = good.

    • Entropy as in the second law of thermodynamics, the dissipation of energy within a closed system? I would think entropy is a physical inevitability, and I wouldn’t want to hide the truth of our eventual demise. I’ve always been a fan of truth, whatever that’s worth. Maybe you meant entropy as a metaphor, or maybe my knowledge of “entropy’s” definition is limited. Either way, thank you for the kind comment. Much appreciated.

  2. I’ve just read nearly your whole blog! I love your writing, and I’m very pleased you popped by my blog to say hello and likey 😉 Thankyou…Dawny 😉

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