Ideas

Ideas

Ideas come and ideas go.

They're memes cooking with fire.

Ideas appear out of nowhere

too roll all around inside our heads.

They paint the world we see

from white noise nothingness into

the elegant colors of the morning dawn,

into dark storm clouds, or clear blue sky,

into forest covered green hills

and brilliant shining sun,

into busy big city streets,

or rainy summer afternoon rainbows.

Ideas come and ideas go.

They're memes cooking with fire.

Born of the dance between

the blue electric light of our spirits

and the flowing world outside,

they allow us to engage the world

and play out our parts

on the wide stages of life.

It's true that depending

on the ideas you happen to use

life can be a living hell

or an adventure through paradise.

Ideas come and ideas go.

They're memes cooking with fire.

Our favorite ideas

feel like old, well worn tools

for us to pick up and put down.

We use them daily

to adapt to changes as time flows by

or to preserve as best we can

the imaginary equilibrium

of the status quo.

Other ideas are rough and craggy chunks

of unworked stone for us to struggle with

or sculpt into a finer form, and thereby learn.

Ideas come and ideas go.

They're memes cooking with fire.

Our toolboxes are as deep as creativity

and as varied and vividly colored

as imagination.

Some ideas are memories.

Some ideas are art.

Some ideas are for getting things done,

some ideas are for throwing away.

Some are for laughing,

some are for flying,

some are for fun,

and some are for improving upon

the beauty of the world.

Some ideas are very special

and blossom and unfold like eternal flowers

as they return home to the mists of our spirits

and become part of our living souls

Dewey Dirks