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What Else
I stand before the great mirror of antiquity trying desperately, almost in vain, to understand what I see and where this came from, what process created that face and expression, the eyes peering back at me and the questions, so full of questions. I stand before Blackstone glacier and the refelction has changed, so too…
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Path
Fate. No. Destiny. No. The machine that churns with metal gears crushing spirit, individuality, the fallen blackened veil across burned and stitched eyes. No. The choice of making no choice and the herd racing toward unknown elixirs. No. My stone path. Yes.
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Poem – Smoke
Smoke rose in the evening until the cold came now frozen in mid-winter pose.
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Before the Fray
3:30am wakeup call It is cold and wet, but not a January cold. Cold from the dark and faint light the moon is obscured and faint. Each tree, steetlight, and house casts a cold fuzzy shadow. Something, perhaps the following moon, said to take the slower, more scenic route and I drove through the quiet…
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Lost Friend – Lloyd Skelton
I wrote this awhile ago, but have been thinking about the past, where I have come from, how I got here, and the help along the way. This memorial will be as much about Lloyd as what I have taken away from this event. I first had the privilege to meet Lloyd in 1994 when…
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Zen Questions
Reading “Zen Questions – Zazen, Dogen, and the Spirit of Creative Inquiry”, looking for answers to the questions both visible and hidden in my consciousness.
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Settled
Certain experiences, that reach beyond here, both in positive and negatives states of being, come back and provide more particles of thought and consciousness to ourselves. Moving forward, these provide a sharper awareness of ourselves and the surroundings, while providing a grounding of sorts, and appreciation of our place, and how we arrived here.
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Peace
Peace exists somewhere out there, beyond our limited understanding, and sometimes, our capability. For when emotion is allowed into the equation, all results are skewed, and an answer, becomes elusive at best. A side is chosen that feels best for ourselves, and the other side is ignored, shunned, cast aside. Regardless of the other sides…
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Beyond
When I look beyond this space I am confined within physically, I close my eyes and move myself outside of here. Looking back at where I was, where I came from, processes the experience, but leaves the emotions behind.
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January, 2012
In this year of pending changes, collectively, spiritually, and individually, it seems that nature has chosen to make a statement. Weather has been far form normal it most places across the US. I believe 2012 is the year of awakening. Of grand inner growth and awareness of what is outside, the world in which we…