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I Live In Paradise. Portland Uber Alles

6 Jul, 2011 in fnord, sadhana and dharma by

I can see this anytime I want. I could see it now, if I got on the roof. I would be able to see it from my window, but there are too many beautiful trees. Me gusto mucho. I’m so glad we moved back, and so happy we were able to. Life is good.

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The Beginning Of A Story I Never Finished.

15 Mar, 2011 in fnord, wisdom by

I grow old… I grow old… I shall wear the bottoms of my trouser rolled. – T.S. Eliot I am old. I finished growing old at least a decade ago; now I shrink into myself like a rotting peach. Days without pain and stiffness are far behind me. Where once I ran, I now hobble. [...]

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Nobody Said It Was Easy: It’s Turtles All The Way Down

22 Sep, 2008 in fnord, sadhana and dharma by

I have no idea what’s going on.  What is trust but a pad of wet reeds? Underneath the warp and woof of vegetable matter, it’s turtles all the way down. Meaning? Meaningless? MEaninglessness? What if there’s no there there? What if there is? Bubbles in the tub, circling the drain. Fractal remembrance, stuttering and badly [...]

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