Contemplation
Contemplation Gently, I lower into my self An elegant lady entering a bath The pool of being welcomes A tulip at day’s cool end The mirror reverses Awakened lucidity Boundaries…
Contemplation Gently, I lower into my self An elegant lady entering a bath The pool of being welcomes A tulip at day’s cool end The mirror reverses Awakened lucidity Boundaries…
WAKE UP! To The Subtle Violence of Personality A friend (point 8) commented to me once about “the bad rap eights get”. This was in response to an article on…
Words can Kill The world comes knocking at the wise man’s door like all good guests laying problems at his feet quietly, he feeds them as gluttonous appetites ravage the…
Ideas, Concepts, Positions – The Prison of the Mind What I am leading you to is the following: awareness of reality around you. Awareness means to watch, to observe what…
Sex Sells the Soul for Image This trailer for “Miss Representation” sheds light on a growing problem with a culture hooked on image and a diet of media addiction. Where…
Feed Me, Feed Me Pleaded the Hungry Ghost Yesterday, I was on the way to meet my sister for dinner when I felt and heard a hungry ghost inside of…