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My Dad must have had some happy times when he was stationed in Downsview in the late 50s. He was there doing a so called “Time Motion Study” which at the time, since I was simultaneously hearing his additional discussions of Keats Negative Capability, I took the idea of his doing a time motion study for the air force to be something more exotic than a man-hour count on basic core tasks of the Air Force. There’s no question my love of the phrase “Safe Telepathy” emerged out of that period of weeks when I went through his old essays and air force period journals and book manuscripts, all of it somehow adding up – when I was around 20 and redoubling when I was around 40 and said to my Mum I was working in Downsview and she said, “Oh, …you were conceived in Downsview… Imagine the amazement. A place I’d never knowingly been til finding my way into a job located up there, as we were back in Moncton by the time I was born. Grew up thinking Downsview was another part of Moncton. They’d mention the dog we had then and things like that, but that dog was named Bess and died before I was born. No record will ever show that I was in Downsview til decades later. I was born in October and my Dad was packed up from the time motion study by February. In those days people didnt know at the time they were having sex that they would have a baby. But how happy he must have been, back then that part of Downsview would otherwise have been forest and clearings, ravines and creeks and substantial ponds, reservoirs, as they say, and having been poor before joining the Air Force and then in Turkey for some time, ie pretty much carrying on with the sheer daily difficulty with life, to suddenly find himself wonderfully married, and an officer in a dear little town like moncton, practically ee cummings city in its way, with riverview city across the creme brune and the birds there, to endure the Downsview assignment while happily newly married and gradually on more stable economic footing, 35 years old and looking good in the uniform, to discover that around the base were all these ravines, all this water, wild species of everything of this region. Birdwatching, really quite awesomely, has tended to time and again in the most surprising fine ways, intersect with the best learnings from all the grand centuries old traditions, religious and philosophical, but as practised by people focused on birds. Indeed the same people who come to the most advanced levels of ‘letting beings be’ birdwatching techniques of mind, who fully learn the very zenmeccan judeochristian pause and flow of stillness and immanence at once, the holy welcoming and selfnegation roll breath that does not disturb the air, the Daoist Christian Heideggerian Jim Carroll Gerry Gilbert breath in take. It’s funny to put it like that, because when you mention religions it sounds like a lot of people probably do it, when in fact as you see when you search for poets who embody it suddenly it’s particular individuals, like D’Onofrio on the major cases law and order, such a talent that dude, totally, poet, I actually race home on my bike to be there in time for my home work nap to be during that show on repeat each night on the omni 2. D’Onofrio does all these hesitations in his poetry, on that show, great jazzy trick riffs of thought and breath, including the letting it all swirl down to nothing motionless, which is the same breath in the Jim Carroll long poem on Poetry In Motion, (the best poetry movie ever made to this day that i know of or have seen. Home from my Day in Downsview where I was, as i say, conceived! People have a few drinks at a party, and tear off into the night. Yay. I think North American mainstream culture has long been divided between those who rock and roll, and know they were conceived, and those who require some distracting confusing bafflegab. Everyone feels feeling slighted by everyone else. So, anyway, everyone who is raised by birdwatcher librarian poet artist parents without that much start up money, knows. Energaia indeed, and all the breathing patterns out there. Please take a lesson from the small birds speed on the flight thereof possible in your breathing. Birds are the scientists of breathing. The reason they survive so well, it’s because they breathe so well. Huge fluctuations reqiored om reeething paterrn … solves a lot of problems. 
i will fight for your liberty as you have fought for our liberty all these eras times moments dreams and periodic good news
warbler bats in flight, fast like swallows, but even more flareoff lazer beep eeratic
