A Quiet Haven….
Call us lone wolves. Sometimes Steppenwolves. Lately I’ve come across a new term: Sigma males. We’re not …
Category Archives: James Joyce
“My Only Friend… The End!”
Inspired by a visit to Père-Lachaise cemetery and the grave of Jim Morrison: “And yet even then [Paleolithic Age] …
Same Old Song….!
“If I thought that I was doing it myself, the hole would close up and no power could come …
The Priests And The Shaman…
“And yet even then [Paleolithic Age] there was an allowance made for a certain type of deviant, the visionary, …
On Ulysses, Books, Books, Books, and ‘Coffined Words…’
I wrote this in response to a comment I received today on a YouTube video I did many years …
Life Is On BOTH Ends Of A Gun….
“All these characters, moving around and against one another, share but facets of some prodigious unity and are at …
Poetic Gold….
“The poet is the intense centre of the life of his age to which he stands in a relation than …
Releasing the Flow….
“No matter what forms we observe, but particularly in the organic, we shall find nowhere anything enduring, resting, completed, …
Distractions, And Patterns….
Ah yes, distractions. There are so many distractions in our world today, to the point where it is …
It’s Coming….
I haven’t created a video in over two years now, so it never ceases to amaze me that people still …
Omphalos Cafe 