Social Circles...

Social Circles...

So many hearts, 

So many small quiet conversations,

A few degrees of separation,

Droplets in a vast ocean.

No one can swim all the waters of all the seas,

Dancing with sharks.

But all these thousands of lakes and ponds,

Maybe it's the dawn of a new Summer.

Too big is too much,

Yet at the edges we all touch,

A heartbeat beyond treading water.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford

© 02/01/2026

Salvage Operation...

Salvage Operation...

The spin was large it created gravity,

A vortex of soulless mean,

Frozen in the bloody dirt,

Splashing pavement and doors.

Yet no spin is equal to a black hole,

They've fallen in,

Though the event horizon's time distortion...

...feels like forever for them to fall,

Inevitably,

Inexorably,

No escape.

After the Spring and Summer,

We must pull our ragged souls out of the closets,

Dust them and wash them with love,

Begin the salvage operation,

Build a time to warm the heart again.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford

(C) 01-31-2026

Under The Boot...

Under The Boot...

In the cold death of Winter they came, 

Owners they said,

For safety's sake.

Cities sweating below zero,

The arbiters of choke,

Freedom is only for their kind,

So they say.

The time will come,

Because frozen is slippery,

Like a loaded boomerang of karma,

And a nation of laws is all about karma.

It's been said for thousands of years,

About what you live by.

I wouldn't want your karma for all the rubles in crypto,

So feed your pride while you can,

Because when the snow melts,

Living rooms will overflow with popcorn,

As the circus reaches its natural conclusion.

All we need to do is lift voices,

Our fingers can rest easy out of circulation,

And of biblical proportions,

Juries will rapture their asses,

Out of reach of pardons,

And tailors will gleefully sew gitmo suits.

Pour some butter on that after it pops,

The big tent is getting ready for a grand finale. 

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford

©


01-25-2026

Cold...

 

 

It was all over the news today, oh boy. 

In these times of frozen hearts,

The well of sorrow is deep, 

And children find it hard to sleep. 

What once was seems to be sleeping, 

Lost In a strange world of dreams, 

Even nightmares. 

The snow flies, 

The ice creeps, 

Stealing away breath. 

Songs and words are lost, 

And the children find it hard to sleep. 

When the world is painted Orange, 

Somehow it will be blue. 

Let the Angels fly to heaven, 

Carrying songs and poems for all the children, 

For those with soft hearts, 

Kind minds, 

And some shred of decency left upon the cold hard ground. 

Words, words, words.. 

I still wonder what they are worth. 

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford 

© 01/09/2026

Regards,

Dan Stafford

Sardines And More...

I have discovered that I really like sardines, especially this particular flavor. At  first I was worried about the bones. I tried skinless boneless sardines in EVOO first, and those were good with a few drops of Cholula. 

Then I searched online about people eating sardines with bones in them, and apparently the canning process for tinned sardines is hot enough to really soften the bones, and they are a great source of calcium and trace minerals.

I tried a tin of these this morning, and I couldn't even tell there were bones in them. Very good, and excellent source of omega 3's and minerals, selenium, and more. Going to alternate these with skipjack tuna.

Regards,

Dan Stafford

Happy New Year 2026!

2026 AI New Year Ball Drop/Fireworks - (Dan Stafford & Gemini 3)

I have an odd feeling that 2026 might just be a turning point towards a more positive future. I don't know why, but my core is feeling lighter than it has for the past several years, like a weight is lifting.

I don't usually predict much, but I think AI is going to be a big player in many ways. I also have a suspicion that, for those who use it with jurisprudence, integrity, compassion, hope, and inspiration, it may just become a very useful tool and possibly companion.

I think AI will be as much a reflection of those using it as it is anything else.

My wish is for a peaceful, productive, healthy, diverse, and compassionate world. It also needs a healthy dose of pragmatism. Most of all, we need a strong dose of a positive vision for the future instead of all the negative and apocalyptic feed coming from current entertainment sources.

We also need a lot more one-to-one or small group conversations that are verbal instead of textual.

Maybe we can't have a totally different world just because it's January first. However, we can change our attitudes, thought patterns, behavior, and focus almost overnight on an individual level. That's always a reason for hope, because a lot of us changing those things in bright and positive ways would be a powerful thing.

Sending love, light, and hope to all our world.

For Auld Lang Syne, my friends, and for a joyous future.

Blessings,

Dan Stafford