Fighting with my brother

My brother was born early July

 and I the last day of November of the following year

We fought

 I could win by spreading his fingers apart

 One day he punched me

 and that was the end of spreading the fingers apart

 but not the end of punching

Old man now

  remembers he has never know

    exactly what age these battles were

My brother could and did

 beat me up from that point on

I can't remember any of the whys or what fors

but whats clear

I'm a lousy puncher

I don't want to punch anybody

probably cause I know how much it can hurt

I don't think I ever had

ever really punched anyone

I was a teenager at a time 

 when you could be 15-17 with a fake ID that said you were 18

   and walk to a bar, get in and drink in there

     and do stupid things like knock over garbage cans in a neighborhood

       while walking home

         RB and I got beat-up by a car load of neighborhood vigalantes 

            a lot of punches were thrown at me

               but oddly enough I felt nothing

               and only now realize the adults were feigning punching us

          That was my last juvenile delinquent act I think

Almost twenty I guess

  brother and I were in another spat

   crazy French uncle was in the mix too

    and a sixth sense took over 

      and I relaxed and slowed 

        brothers sixth sense took notice too I think

          the situation just halted and that was that

Detente

    I was setting up to punch his lights out with a surgical strike

And that was the last fight we ever  had

 The last physical fight

    

   

Tummo

I am not the first man

 to discover

   I can stop my hands from becoming cold

that the sun and the moon are in different parts of the sky

that i can swivel

i am bundled 

 bare feet and hands

  standing on the sand

    facing east

      with a fresh sun

 It is winter

   it is cold

     and windy

And I think of the disciples in stories

 of Tibetan Yoga

   as well documented

drying wet sheets with their bodies

  under moonlight

on a night like this morning

It is called Tummo

Is it true?

Feet are a different story 

I got off on the wrong foot this time

Putting the socks and shoes back on feels very good

I am an anthropologist now

Earth and Sun

I like to be greeted by the sun as soon as it rises. So do the seagulls, by the way. They swirl around up there.  I'm sure they have their ceremonies, too. Heard that practicing "earthing" was good for lots and lots of reasons and it makes sense.  I walk and stand barefoot on the sand. I know. It's winter.

Am I really 21.5% fat?

For my ten years of service with [insert fortune 500 company name here]
I got a coupon
with which I bought these cheap scale that also does body fat
which says I'm 14%
contrast to the thingy they have at the rec center
 and the one they had at the company screening that says I'm like 20

for real
where is it?

Hans Zimmer - The Dark Knight Rises

I like this sound track
 more than Inception
  and Man of Steel
and I see there are lots of other Hans Zimmer sound tracks
and I've seen those movies

But I like this sound track
it's great for drumming to

There are some phrases from his Man of Steel work that I love, too
and would be great as some of the score for my unfinished work
The Ear Whispered Secrets

What a notion
Dropping a pebble in the ocean