My First Blog Post
Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde. This is the first post on my new blog. I’m just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.
Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde. This is the first post on my new blog. I’m just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.
And they came across me as I was meditating like a herd of maroon buffalo. Twenty , thirty, forty monks running going somewhere but to where. Was it the tree they wanted, but usually pilgrims walked in slow reverence to the great pipal tree.; why were they running like the wind, did I imagine this […]
He woke up and went to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and the light source seem to beam brighter. It was his new day . His birthday just had. He prepared for work had his breakfast and shut the door and began walking down the street to the main road where he would […]
There is the constant murmur of voices and beeps going on day through night continuously, flashes of temper, laughter, doctors, nurses, cardiologists, cleaners, staff who deliver meals, patient younger than me circumambulating the cardiac department like a holy man on a mission. There are prayers silently chanted , Jesus morphs into Buddha , Sufi songs […]
The Blue Sky Cafe is in Sudder Street Kolkata not far from the Salvation Army and across the road from the Fairlawn Hotel. I was staying at the Astoria hotel with a banged up foot from an accident where I snapped my left foot . I got lost in the lostness of it all hunting […]
The whole of India is a crowd. You arrive alone and then are swallowed up in the belly of the beast to become another digit to the millions of other digits . The individual disappears into the mass of humanity to become one with everything. Death, life , pain, happiness . You become another cry […]
The child saw him nailed to the cross and told him you don’t have to suffer Come, come down and play with me
Christmas is coming to Ukraine While I watch my bonsai dying not enough understanding not enough listening is killing my Japanese friend not enough Bashō not enough Zen I’ve been to Russia when the white birch flirted with the death of glasnost I was there drinking my shots of vodka with two young soldiers sharing […]
I was down on my luck , out of work , with a house and mortgage round my neck I didn’t want and death came early that year when she died and then the drama of the will and the argument and dismemberment of family and I was living in a town I didn’t like […]
Walking along by the river, Gods we’re singing in the butterscotch morn; my feet gliding on incense angels past funeral pyres, and the holy beast was everywhere that year as life and death played out its comic opera, I dodged the cows and dogs like Gene Kelly in Singing in the rain, and I found […]
This idea that time is only linear is a misconception , a construct, an idea , not a reality. I’ve heard of a tribe living in the Amazon that have no words for time. Yesterday, today, tomorrow all one river in the big soup, life and death are not two things but the same , […]