vision quest...

For I dipped
into the
Future,
far as the human eye could see;
saw the vision of the world,
and all the
wonder
that would be.

sight...

He who experiences the
unity of life
sees
his own
SELF
in all beings,
and
ALL BEINGS
in his own
SELF,
and
looks on everything
with
an
impartial
eye.

our star...

"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
The Soul
that rises with us,
our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting.
And cometh from afar."

the window...

The soul comes from without
into the human body,
as into a temporary abode,
and it goes out of it anew
it passes into other habitations,
for the soul is immortal -
It is the secret of the world
that all things subsist and do not die,
but only retire a little from sight
and afterwards return again -
Nothing is dead;
men feign themselves dead,
and endure mock funerals…
and there they stand
looking out of the window,
sound and well,
in some
strange
new
disguise -

discourse...

the spirits speak

SUNshine on my mind...

hot molten tempetuous radiant red orange ball
leaving us in rapture and enthralled
soft soft glowing yellow
swaying slowly in the sea of mellow

a little SUNthing for everyONE...

shades of blue
to help you find the who of you

shades of green
to cast a glow on what you've seen

i think...

i think i think i am therefore i am i think

the universe of i...

i stand at the seashore alone and start to think

there are the rushing waves
mountains of molecules each stupidly minding its own business
trillions apart
yet forming white surf in unison
ages on ages
before any eyes could see
year after year
thunderously pounding the shore as now

for whom - for what?

on a dead planet with no life to entertain
never at rest
tortured by energy
wasted prodigiously by the sun
poured into space
a mite makes the sea roar
deep in the sea
all molecules repeat the patterns of
one another till complex new ones are formed

they make others like themselves
and a new dance starts
growing in size and complexity
living things - masses of atoms - DNA - protein
dancing a pattern ever more intricate
out of the cradle onto the dry land
here it is standing

atoms with consciousness

matter with curiosity

stands at the sea

wonders at wondering

i
a universe of atoms
an
atom

in
the
universe

the order...

The whole history
of science has been the gradual
realization that events do not
happen in an arbitrary manner, but that they reflect a certain
underlying order, which may or may not be divinely inspired -

rob and trish - sending beautiful sunny thoughts...

rob and trish -

sending beautiful sunny day thoughts your way -

http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/weather/08/16/weather.severe.storms/index.html?eref=igoogle_cnn

the bracelet of the universe...

a gift from the gods
requires no words

the web of us...the WE of us...

an infinite series of time -
in a dizzily growing -
ever spreading network of diverging,
converging and parallel times -
this web of time -

the strands of which approach one another -
bifurcate -
intersect or ignore each other
through the centuries -
embrace every possibility -

we do not exist in most of them -
in some you exist and not i -
while in others i do -
and you do not -
and in yet others both of us exist -

in this one, in which chance has favored me,
you have come to my gate -
in addition, you, crossing the garden,
have found me dead -

in yet another,
i say these very same words,
but am an error
- a phantom -

the boy and the pebble...

i do not know
what i may appear
to the world
but to myself i seem to have been
only a boy
playing on the seashore
and
directing myself in now and then
finding a
smoother pebble or a prettier shell
than ordinary
whilst the great ocean of truth
lay all undiscovered
before
me

the path taken...

as a single footstep
will not

make a path
on the earth,
so a single thought
will not make a pathway in the mind.

To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again.
To make a deep mental path, we must
think over and over
the kind of thoughts
we wish to
dominate our lives.

the fragile blue crescent...

"Up there in the

immensity of the Cosmos

an inescapable perception awaits us.

National boundaries are not evident
when we view the Earth from space.

Fanatical ethnic, religious or national chauvinisms
are a little difficult to maintain

when we see our planet as a

fragile blue crescent

fading to become an
inconspicuous point of light
against the bastion and
citadel of the stars."

not yet...

"Teller contended, not implausibly,

that hydrogen bombs keep the peace,
or at least prevent thermonuclear war,
because the consequences of
warfare between nuclear powers
are now too dangerous.

We haven't had a
nuclear war
yet,
have
we?

But all such arguments assume
that the nuclear-armed nations
are and always will be,
without exception,
rational actors,
and that bouts of
anger and revenge and madness
will never overtake their leaders
(or military and secret police officers
in charge of nuclear weapons).
In the century of Hitler and Stalin,
this seems ingenuous."

the daughter...

I am the
daughter of Earth and Water,
And the
nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change,
but
I
cannot
die.

wrapped in the arms of orange...

sombrero galaxy

stonehenge

sun storm

star light star bright where do you take me on this night
dancing round the rim the red hot brim
keep me safe from harm
save me from the storm
back to earth
awaiting
my
rebirth

plants and people and intentions...

"A fascinating
account
of the
physical,
emotional,
and
spiritual
relations
between
plants
and
man."








Published in 1973, The Secret Life of Plants was written by Peter Tompkins and Christopher Bird.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Secret_Life_of_Plants
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cleve_Backster

on the wings of imagination...

The...
one...
who
has
no
imagination
has
no
wings.

I M A G I N E

I M A G I N E
the whole universe is a
vast ocean of consciousness
and your intentions shoot out
from within your heart and
ripple across the
vast ocean of consciousness...

the midnight illusion...

The self is
fundamentally
an illusion
arising as a reflection
of the soul in matter,
much as a clear lake
at midnight
reflects
the
moon.

the closing of our eyes...

when all our eyes are closed,
when even the ghosts have gone,
what will be left of our
beloved world?
our ruined
and
dis-honoured
and
beloved
world
?

the whole circle...

a human being is
part of the WHOLE
called by us UNIVERSE
a part limited in TIME and SPACE
we experience OURSELVES, out THOUGHTS, and FEELINGS
as something separate from the rest -
a kind of OPTICAL DELUSION OF CONSCIOUSNESS -
this delusion is a kind of PRISON for us
restricting us to our personal desires
and to affection for a few persons nearest to us -
our task must be to FREE OURSELVES from the prison
by widening our CIRCLE OF COMPASSION
to embrace all living creatures and
the WHOLE OF NATURE and ITS BEAUTY -
we shall require a substantially new MANNER OF THINKING
if MANKIND IS TO SURVIVE

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