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My whole vision is of a human being, totally alive, intensely alive, enjoying everything that life makes available, and enjoying it with grace, with gratitude towards existence.And that's what loving ...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Mar 2009 10:27:00 GMT

Gazella Dorcas

The Gazelleby Rainer Maria RilkeEnchanted thing: how can two chosen wordsever attain the harmony of pure rhymethat pulses through you as your body stirs?Out of your forehead branch and lyre climb,an...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Mar 2009 17:25:00 GMT

the purling waters

perched atop this housei gaze into wintry mysteryknit memoriespools of thought unravelingremembering your seathe trees bend to shape your figurenight silhouettemarsh bellflowersuddenly struck by a...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Feb 2009 12:50:00 GMT

if the world is a tree, we are the blossoms. -Novalis

The Disciples at Saïs: A Sacred Theory of EarthPeter Lamborn Wilson This article is excerpted from Green Hermeticism: Alchemy and Ecology by Peter Lamborn Wilson, Christopher Bamford, and Kevin Townle...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Dec 2008 17:24:00 GMT

Daark Womb

...a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; of a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces. Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother's face; from the pri...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Dec 2008 01:00:00 GMT

IV. the rebel

The situation of the rebel is tremendously exciting: each moment he is faced with problems because the society has a fixed mode, a fixed pattern, fixed ideals. And the rebel cannot go with those fixe...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Nov 2008 17:54:00 GMT

all these crowes

a year ago i was greeted every morning by a crow, then two, then a few then hundreds..this all built up over the course of october in northeast portland. in irving park i was dreadfully alone with a g...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 00:19:00 GMT

why i love townes van zandt (she came and she touched me)

This is one of many many many songs of his that's left me delighted in a numb daze. enjoy! happy friday happy april blah blah blah She came and she touched meWith hands made of heavenReflecti...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 15:02:00 GMT

Words Part two

"Let's not learn a single new thing about one another, Tamara.""Is that laziness or friendship?""It's Love!" -Leonard Cohen"Isn't life a series of images that change as they repeat themselves?"-Andy...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 14:05:00 GMT

this window frames a tree

From a red room i am looking out a window (this is where i sleep, work and dream as of this moment). It is the same window where i've gazed countlessly and timelessly in moments and revelations which...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 14:10:00 GMT