the groundhog day project

Yesterday was about, well, bookmarks left behinds, articles left uncited... stuff I won't get to, stuff I don't need to get to, maybe even stuff I shouldn't get to. There's an imaginary Groundhog Day Project entry that didn't happen once upon a time that is at or near the top of that list. I wrote a poem, so the story goes, while under the influence of something stronger than this water I am drinking right now. You can read that poem, if you like, on my website . The thing is, there were more lines written that day, as I turned on Groundhog Day . Those lines follow: words have different meaning for each of us i want to save them all anyway is it a trick of the light or a trick of the haze? sundown growing brighter dogs eating from a baby’s bowl the earth tries to drop me and the blindness falls away skip moments and everything is funny like watching “ rabbits ” every direction is the right one (impact out groundhog day to nuclear war ) feeling ocd and ...

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other” doesn't make any sense. That’s Mawlānā Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Balkhī also known as Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī , or just Rumi. He was a 13th-century Persian poet and Sufi mystic. Someone much closer to me once wrote the following: Being an atheist is the easiest thing to be. You don't have to believe in anything so you can create your own moral standards, or lack thereof. Needless to say, at some point in watching Groundhog Day I thought of moral relativism. The film doesn’t deal with God much. I mean, sure, there’s the scene I call the “god” scene, but the theological debate on screen is not very great in detail or in depth. Rita’s best argument is, “You're not a god. You can take my word for it; this is 12 years of Catholic school talking.” She doesn’t presen...