well what do you know… not only is it still around, it’s now free. http://www.gametap.com/home/myst/index.html i remember very well my days of delight with myst. perhaps it is time to revisit. i smile to think of it.

what an amazing site for hope, help, and healing. if you know anyone who knows anyone who is battling illness, particularly if young, i do hope you will refer them to this site. http://www.carepages.com

freedom-04092007.mp3 evening poem.

who would have thought that one taste is as much after taste as taste? hah.

archival, the last of it all. very thankful to have it be done.

quite a bit of synchronicity lately in relation to this concept/term. most teachers in the west speak of the mistake/error that westerners make in relation to trying to get their heads around what it is.

a bit of a quote that always makes me feel better. i just read someone else quoting it and decided maybe it was time to put it here, and perhaps even to talk about it a bit. since pretty much everyone i know if off celebrating easter and i am feeling a bit lonely, figure this is a good time for this.

for some reason, this is in my mind lately. which is odd, because i have sworn off politics. collective disturbance? multiverse in flux? am i passing too close to another path and feeling the shift? who knows. but since it’s here… putting it here.

this piece took a hell of a lot longer than it will look like it took. layers of symbols and meanings that run deep… close to the bone.

the extremism of self is, i think, reflected most perfectly in the actions, mindset, and eagerness of the martyr. they have no one race, culture, or belief system. they come in all shapes, sizes, and colors. they are most easily identified by the manner in which they defame that which would be selflessness by using its appearance to commit the most selfish of acts or achieve the most selfish of ends.