Goodbye To All That…..
Amy, my Mobile Mountain Hermit’s Hut It’s damp and chilly outside. Typical Vancouver winter weather. Earlier I took a walk, …
Category Archives: Literature
Gates And Doors….
In a relatively recent email to a reader of the Cafe I had tried to describe how I imagined this …
Aum My!
A strange place, this Cafe for sure. Don’t think I don’t know. Difficult even. But that’s ok. Life shouldn’t be …
Life (Beyond the Words) is ALL There Is….
“He is, of course, attempting the impossible—to describe in words (which always lie) that which is beyond words.”—Timothy Leary, forward …
James Joyce’s Ulysses: 3 Glaring Misconceptions
“How can you own water really? It’s always flowing in a stream, never the same, which in the stream of …
An End To The Quest….
There’s a tale, epic in proportion as all culture-encompassing opuses are, which has yet to be told. I see it …
Symbols Are Not Literary… They Are Biological
Oh Jesus…. I’m sitting in a Cafe enjoying my second Guinness while a tall young fellow sporting a hedgerow mohawk …
“Literature Is Finished”… and The Middle Way
“The way of ‘self-expression’, individual acknowledgements, results in egotists, sure of the right to their private interpretations of God and …
Cup Of Joe, Anyone?
“The message of an effective living myth is delivered to the sphere of bliss of the deep unconscious, where it …
A Western (Zen) Oneness
At the heart of the Omphalos Cafe is a Western approach to a oneness which, for want of a better …
