Gwen

the dream began in a laboratory





as if haunted by the dark eugenics past of the Eugenics Record Office at Cold Spring Harbor, shadows surrounded the buildings


where the records of everyone in the country were stored on silent supercomputers


the plasma that simulated the D-layer of silence


as if a writer worked on a terrible psychological battleground
for which the enemy held the battleplan...


In the dream I was walking with Norbert Wiener in Cambridge

Chinese artist Mu Xin. In prison in Shanghai during the Cultural Revolution.



Obata Chiura's transcendent paintings of the California hills


The spirit of John Muir walks with us in the meadows, forests, valleys and mountains



























































































Cassie

a story where one of the heroes

when Roberto Clemente died. It was New Year's Eve. He was personally taking food and supplies to Nicaragua

the death of Britain's Princess Diana

walking through the landmine fields in Angola


forever a part of our lives

Jimi Hendrix and Mama Cass died in London.
British musician John Lennon. Murdered in New York City.

Remember Archbishop Oscar Romero

the stark media graphic of red and blue states is not the true story of our lives

The skies in which at night we see the stars

recorded in computer databases without our knowledge

Who among us believes that scientists have the right to experiment on people without their consent?


And in the morning when I awoke, all around the world, in every nation, the bells in the towns and the cities were ringing for freedom and peace
































................................................................................. .........................................Concerto for Narrative Data c2005 Judy Malloy