...ask me anything...
...i need you more than i need me right now...
“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.”
-Carl Sandburg-
Well here goes something i have never done before.
It is Wednesday 3/12/25 8:40PM and I am writing you this in real time. I meant to write you absolutely nothing. I love writing, creating, sharing, learning. But I would be lying if I said it feels great right now. I feel overbalanced. I want to post 52 weeks of 52 issues of blank. I want to cocoon. Or at least do Steve Gutenberg’s impression of Wilford Brimley.
HEAVY.
I have no idea how many of any of you are reading anything I am writing (40.2% according to the data).
HAVE YOU MADE IT THIS FAR?
Great.
If so this is all I need from you.
A Question.
Please ask me anything.
Ask any of my me anything.
Ask CansaFis
Ask Big Jonno
Ask Nathan
Ask my Michael McDonald impressing Steven Tyler impression
Or the Orcacle (this is a killer whale who can tell you your fortune)
Or my Monkey (this is a monkey)
Whatever you know or think me to be
ASK ME ANYTHING
I don’t ask this in jest. I don’t ask this in mercy. I don’t ask in pity, in lazy, or in oops. I came here for communion and I feel like that sensation is fading. This is me testing out my signal.
I need and hope that you can at the very least ask me a question.
Leave me a comment.
DM me on substack.
Send me an e-mail.
Mail me a letter.
Text me a text message.
Please though, if you read this to this point, just do me one favor.
ASK ME ANYTHING
Our time and mind mean the world (universe). The least we can do is share them. Please just ask me anything.
“Curiosity has its own reason for existence.”
-Albert Einstein-
How did you come to be named CansaFis Foote?
...very appreciative of all who have asked me anything so far...and to all who might still read this and ask anything also...my plan is to think thoughtfully on all you have asked and to sum it all in a future post...this was incredibly helpful friends...