Thursday, March 10, 2011

"Never have I been a blue calm sea, I have always been a storm..." --Nyx


#66.

How does the sea become king of all streams?
Because it lies lower than they!
Hence it is the king of all streams.
Therefore, the Sage reigns over the people by humbling himself in speech;
and leads the people by putting himself behind.
Thus it is that when a Sage stands above the people, they do not feel the heaviness of his weight;
And when he stand sin front of his people,  they do not feel hurt.
Therefore, all the world is glad to push him forward without getting tired of him.
Just because he strives with nobody, 
nobody can ever strive with him.

--Tao Teh Ching, Lao Tzu, translated by John C. H. Wu

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

Monday, February 28, 2011

Hanuman smiled up at me with sad eyes...

...and I recognized an old friend’s presence and compassion as having always been there. Sidewalk simian stigmata.
Who Am Me?

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Thursday, February 24, 2011

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Our City Is Waking Up...

...to its remanded dual responsibilities in the Art of Love and the Love of Art. For most of my existence, it seemed easier to be an Artful Dodger. Poppycock--poor reasoning.

Sent from my iPhone

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Monday, February 21, 2011

40 miles towards home...

Winter courted summer

...in an Autumn wind. Yellow nature's sacred sign
That vernal wish
Returned
Anew
Pushing back the bleak.

For Elizabeth Gilchrest Wright, my fellow fool of life and love.

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Sunday, February 20, 2011

Excerpted from the Shocking Biography, The Lincoln Logs...

"Why, yes, Mary Todd, your ass DOES look fat in that bustle..."
>stony silence<
"Abraham, dear, let's go to the theatre. I've reserved a Booth for us..."

Happy President's Day, All!

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Impossible dream...

..to imagine that we dream alone...
The Gray Ghost is always there, trusty companion,
who won’t acknowledge Death
but only follow Love.

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flowers.

take sweet respite in flowers
drink in nectar's compassion

"D'Ohhh!!!" -Homer J. Simpson, aka FishBulb

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bliss.

vague shimmer of memory was reflected in the still turbulence of Bliss' melancholic nostalgia

"Turning The Lead In Life Into Gold Since 1962 (TM)." ~HermesAlchemist


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