One of my cousins posted on FB:
Leo:been messing around with my poetry, so here goes:
Sloan BashinskyHave known many men and women of the streets, have been one myself. Unimaginable, unless lived.
LeoWe are all strangers/Strangers in a strange land/Passing through wonder
Sloan BashinskyThe book by that title, one of my favorites. The human colonist from Mars was so strange, his expanding utopian church too, taking what they need from the collection plate, giving what they can, the people of the strange land killed him, as the stranger had predicted they would. What remained to be learned, would the Martians who had raised him and then observed the strange land through him, conclave and focus their collective thought on the strange land and blow it to bits in self defense, as they had once done to another planet in self defense, which created the asteroid belt.
LeoI’ve read it twice so far.
Sloan BashinskyOne of my all-time favorite memes.
Sloan Bashinskyone of my own all-time favorite poems
Earth,the sacred prismthough which souls are refractedinto their elemental parts,purified in Holy Fire,then one-forged and sent on their wayto not even God knows where,simply because they are allunique emanations of God,evolving ...
SloanBashinskyOne of my all-time favorite parables, which I lived somewhere in space and time, with heaving heart and rivers of tears streaming from my eyes and oceans of snot from my nose: