either things are related or chance is truly bizarre. i choose to believe the former. last night, in conversation, a friend calls me (kindly) ‘eccentric’. it is not a word one hears often these days.
sense pleasure
playing around with photos tonight, i got kind of obssessed on this mouth. i couldn’t quite manage to cut it up the way i normally would… and when i got to thinking on that, the rest came to me kind of naturally.
The Eightfold Path, Right Action
some time ago, i purposed to do a series of contemplation on the eightfold path. life decided to jump up and snarl the traces for a time and i did not proceed as planned. i am doing so. this is the fourth of what will eventually be eight posts, upon the eightfold path as outlined in the Buddhist tradition: Right View, Right Intention, Right Speech, Right Action, Right Livelihood, Right Effort, Right Mindfulness, Right Concentration.
tap, tap, tap goes the little metal hammer…
interesting the things that are leaping out at me lately. this song, appropriately named, and somewhat hard to hear, i heard on the way into work today. it finally left my head… and then…
lunchtime oddities
you know that feeling you get when you think something, but you’re not sure, and then, suddenly, something happens that confirms it… but you didn’t really want it to be confirmed? well that’s the feeling i have at this moment.
scrytch, someday (not today)
powerful scrytched piece today, that speaks so well and touches so deeply that for a moment, i thought… but then i reminded myself… impossible. remember? poisoned arrows and disdain. remember? if you don’t, just touch the bandages. yes. i remember. and no, you’re right. impossible. admitted. accepted. all the same, even if a different voice, still, a beautiful piece. as much as i intend to use it, for now, i can only light a candle and set it gently before it… here… and then, leave it a time. until i can bear to read it again.
of the road, the fire, and the future
scrytch’d poem in similar vein and theme to one posted by mobiusghost 12-12-06. perhaps even for the same reasons. perhaps.
spontaneity
Spontaneity is being present in the present. Spontaneity by-passes the processes of the conceptual (aspect of) mind. Re-integration with Nature, which we are, is the recovery of spontaneity. – Why Lazurus Laughed by Wei Wu Wei
call the press! (iMac attack)
i preface this by saying that i am not, usually, a materialistic or mercenary person.