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 …
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A Sweet Aum To You… And The Friction
–Pollen Gatherer “Ineluctable modality of the visible….”—Stephen Dedalus, A.K.A. James Joyce, circa 1906, at the age of 25 or so, …
The Psycho-Spiritual Field
Nothing like a few cheesily amateur Photoshopped images to illustrate grand concepts of history and life. Call it a psycho-spiritual …
Don’t Ask Me To Dinner
Don’t ask me to dinner. Just don’t. I’m not very good at playing nice anymore. I’m not very good at …
Time Passes
It sure does. But don’t think about it and all is well. A bit of a sabbatical, from posting at …
The Abode Of Peace… Nowhere… And Everywhere
Little to do with the post, but I like the shot… “Satori, being beyond the limits of reasonable demonstration, has …
The Family Twig… On Humanity’s Branch… Of The Tree Of Life
I am sitting in a cushy old armchair reading a paragraph or two from a book. The Christmas tree is …
The Ever-Recurring Birth Of The New
The sun rises on a new day, new year, new age, new born. It supersedes the old, the outworn, the …
Playing Music At The Cafe
“History, religion, civilization, the conquest of the universe by man, his pathetic creation of God, all this …
All Things Are (NOT) Buddha Things
“All that is form is deceptive. But when it is seen that all form is no form, the Buddha is …
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