Inflection Point

1 min readMar 31, 2025

Tempest thick with molten wires,
A nation teeters on fresh dug graves.
Crossroads loom, the road not taken,
While burning cities consume the sky.

The air hangs heavy with tears of forfeit.
Crossroads claw through fractured haze.
The ground beneath us shakes with anger.
The world a witness as madness reigns.

Our shared zone of interest
Right now is right here.
We know nothing
Of what’s happening
One block over.
In movies that’s called
Off-screen space.
The nightingale lives there in that space.
The homeless live there in that space.
The mentally ill live there in that space.
The innocent victims of war live there in that space.
Reality marches on whether we take notice or not.
You and I are living through a shitshow
Of an historical moment.
Perhaps it’s time we take notice.
Perhaps it’s time we expand our zone of interest.
This is our inflection point.

But, until that time…
Hey everyone, big heads up!
Paleovalley is running a sale on
All their meat sticks and
Right now you can get
30 sticks for 36 bucks.
To miss this deal would be a shame so
Order now and ignore the flames!

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Jeffrey Field
Jeffrey Field

Written by Jeffrey Field

It ain't what you think. Former newsman, car salesman, teacher. Everything is Thou, if you so allow it. You can find some of it at https://youtu.be/w6RtVjMDHzE

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