Premiere Episode

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Okay so, some poets write about love and romance … some lost love and despair, … others nature, mysticism, maybe personal or political grievances. And that’s great

However, my work reflects my lifelong fascination with people going about the business of being people. 

I’m Kevin Alan McGill, Storyteller Poet.

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Alrighty, with stories and poems, let’s explore what it is to be a person in this world.

And what we might want to do about that together. 

As a newcomer to podcasting, I’m going to use the first four episodes to get my feet wet, so to speak, to kind of build the boat that we’re going to take for a ride.

So welcome aboard.

Now, where shall we begin? 

Well, at the beginning, of course.

In the primeval vast, self-awareness dawned on Humankind.

Sounds morphed into words, words into meaning, creating order within the chaos, kindling a future beyond the moment.

Humankind watched … and they learned … and they decided.

Some watched lightning striking the dry grasslands, igniting thoughts of possibility. 

Possibility evolved into plan.

Lightning’s fire was harnessed, bound to humankind’s will.

And lit the way through the darkness yet perhaps not beyond.

This was the dawn of realized power.

The belief of humankind as masters of their universe.

Greed flourished. Mass murder was born.

And perhaps the lightning chuckled, 

Or perhaps the lightning sobbed,

For perhaps lightning is its own plan. 

And peace remains in the shadows.

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The mourning dove’s 

unseen whisper

softly sounds 

in the silence 

of a Sunday morning.

Let’s talk a bit about peace.

I wondered when the concept of Peace.

was first conceived.

Peace not of submission.

Peace as being. 

The destination and the journey.

Birth of a notion.

I don’t know

how the concept of 

such peace arose

within the fearful 

morass

of thoughtless survival

I don’t know

whether any such peace can be 

everlasting.

I know only 

that 

ideas 

can weather rocks 

to soft sand,

even as new rocks appear.

Peace was conceived.

Let it be delivered.

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Okay so, such are the words of a Storyteller Poet who has learned the value of a poem, the worth of a story. 

To those who wish to strip us of our humanity, I say “not today”.

And hey, if you want to experience more of my “people” explorations, head over to kevinalanmcgill.com

Thank you for listening. Let’s get together again to explore more “what it is”.