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Eternal
I am moved by the feeling, of the thinking, of the breathing, of the now-ing knowing . . . feeling, that to know some little sliver of a universal truth, something eternal∞ .. . that by knowing that, we can taste just a bit of the cosmos from which we spring (tasting then, just a…
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Re Mediation
Loose threads united. An old saw of mine, Joseph Campbell‘s many works, which circumscribe the edge of the rational, known, and the boundary of the mystical, the unknowable (yet present and sensible, in that it can be entered and traversed with some consistency, by those who practice such things). JC’s intent is always here, framing my…
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NOW In Thrall
Here I am. Certain that this is it. The middle part of my life has arrived. Thick. Thick with life, and fat with the juice of the past. Choked with the present, stuffed to the gills, awash, in thrall. I do not know how to adequately describe this present moment. Maybe a scene on a…
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Life by the Yard
So I called up the local PD. Asked them if I am allowed to keep goats in town. *Laughter* “Just a minute sir, let me look that up”. No. We are not allowed to keep goats within city limits (no ruminants at all, for that matter). Very well. We’ve let the yard go…
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Stranger in Your Life
What do you do when one day you wake up and feel like a stranger in your own life? Things seem familiar, the couch, the dogs, the kitchen utensils, the reflection in the mirror (vaguely), the people in your life… but the whole just does not seem to be what you might have though it…
Photographs. Sort of.