The View From On High…
From an email to a friend: Beautifully put, Blaire, for we are all one family, and more or less …
From an email to a friend: Beautifully put, Blaire, for we are all one family, and more or less …
I haven’t created a video in over two years now, so it never ceases to amaze me that people still …
Thanks for an excellent question, Jon. Why today’s paucity of genuine ‘literature?’ And it’s one I’ve attempted to tackle in …
Amy, my Mobile Mountain Hermit’s Hut It’s damp and chilly outside. Typical Vancouver winter weather. Earlier I took a walk, …
In a relatively recent email to a reader of the Cafe I had tried to describe how I imagined this …
A strange place, this Cafe for sure. Don’t think I don’t know. Difficult even. But that’s ok. Life shouldn’t be …
“He is, of course, attempting the impossible—to describe in words (which always lie) that which is beyond words.”—Timothy Leary, forward …
“How can you own water really? It’s always flowing in a stream, never the same, which in the stream of …
There’s a tale, epic in proportion as all culture-encompassing opuses are, which has yet to be told. I see it …
Oh Jesus…. I’m sitting in a Cafe enjoying my second Guinness while a tall young fellow sporting a hedgerow mohawk …