Failure

Today I realized that though twenty years may go by and another twenty again, we can keep on making the same life mistake. The mistake is warm and cozy, like an old favourite sweater, and it is thus so much easier to put it on and fail rather than buy a new one and fail.

The Island And The Stream

Reading Hemingway's Islands In The Stream...A book about Hemingway talking to himself through too similar characters. The end was near.

Stabbed In The Back

The past and future of a right-wing myth.

The Veil

Nothing like a good dose of cold rain water on a hot day to remember that reality is just there, floating above the illusion, just reach out and draw your perception of the firmament away...

Going Nowhere But Arriving Somewhere

Today I left my home at 6:30 am, flew over 7000 kilometres, saw 3 airports and their surroundings, the flat fields of the mid-west, the rockies, the great and not so great lakes and 3 great cities (from the air), only to arrive back home moments ago. Boy are my arms tired. Badaboom.

What would my ancestors have thought.

Beer Thoughts

Overheard in a local bar:

"I'm not asking about the truth. I'm asking about what you perceive to be the truth. After all, the truth is immaterial. It's what you believe that counts."

Too Much Thinking

Is the contemplation of what is considered an immoral act in the society/culture one participates in, the same as the performing of the immoral act?

And when is the immoral act justifiable?

And how do you make sure the justifications are truthful/right/correct?

Anti-Koyaanisqatsi

Today everything worked in unison. I accepted my weaknesses and strengths, and in accepting, moved beyond them. Strangely, I can't seem to find the Hopi word for life in balance on the internet though...

The Stillness

the stillness
of the mind
after a good rest

Good To Be Home

I loved being on vacation, but I must admit, it's good to be home.

Vacation

Well, it's time for a vacation. A real one, with beach and pool and drinks and the life-giving sun and water. After the last few months of confusion, we really need it. See you all when I'm a bit more tanned (or in about a week).

Pictures Of You

If only I'd thought of the right words...

Inappropriate Thoughts

I'm burning today. And it's not just the heat.

Silencer

I shut it all off today. Phones, computers, TV, radio, stereo, books and newspapers. All of it. The silence was splendid. The world felt more real as I opened my senses to it rather than inundating myself with what basically amounts to noise. Some great noise (I still love music and books), but still noise.

The Grays

I wonder...In this day and age and time...Who is more delusional:

The person who knows they have been abducted by aliens.

Or...

The person who knows they have not been adbucted by aliens.

Pleasures Of This World

One way to control temptation, I suppose, is to give in to it. Revel in the enticing whatever and eventually it too becomes banal. Then you move on to the next temptation. Eventually, once you have enjoyed all the pleasures of this world, you may be able to move on to the next one.

Again

Lots of wasted energy again today. These bouts seem to occur far too regularly to be coincidence or just plain laziness. They are also extremely boring to keep talking about here. Must see A.

Love Will Find A Way

I went to sleep humming the song Love Will Find A Way by Yes. I dreamt and in the dream I heard the same song. When I awoke this morning, guess which song was on the radio...Yes. Not sure what this means if anything. probably just a coll coincidence. Because I don't even like that particular song.

Big Guy

There are may levels of 'bigness'.

Spiritual, mental, physical and probably a few others I've missed.
I believe that being 'big' in one or two aspects creates 'bigness' in the overall person.

Or so I keep telling myself...

NIMBY

My backyard sometimes is just as bad as my neighbours, sometimes even worse. Lots of mosquitos. The thing is, my backyard is so small and insignificant in many ways, that it seems there is only my neighbour's backyard to talk and complain about. My neighbour's backyard takes up so much physical, mental and spiritual space that it sometime usurps any mindful thinking of my own backyard. I mean, my neighbour's backyard is so full of shubbery that I'm alnost certain that all the mosquitos are coming from there. And sometime I believe I like it that way. This also is not good. After all, I really have no idea where all these mosquitos are really coming from.