How DOES it feel Tehachipi?….


Y’all may have noticed I haven’t been around; in fact, I’ve been gone a lot, from cyberspace, and my house. I have the feeling I am losing readers left and right, so, here is a re-blog, from 2015, a fine example of a Pearl from back when I was still ranting. No fresh ranting here, but, some pretty decent older work, and one of my best poems… I hope you enjoy it, & I’ll be back tomorrow, most likely. Until then, be well, & happy as you may be….

gigoid, the dubious




Our subjectivity

Is a mirrored,

Spiked casket.

~~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~

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Redwood in the City

Boy! Deng Ming sure can be harsh sometimes, eh? I usually enjoy his take on Taoist philosophy in the modern world, but, some of his quotes seem to have suffered in the translation, whether he performed it, or someone else. This one just seems to be a bit more of a “written in stone” sort of approach to a concept which seems to me to call for more flexibility, more fluidity, as does any idea used to express some part of the Tao in a way that helps others understand.

Oh, well. I suppose they can’t ALL be great aphorisms. Much like the picture today, one of my own, taken while waiting for a bus. I’m not sure whether the light patches are normal, due to light reflecting off morning mist, or, just another…

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