Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Lightness of Being…
There are wondrous days in my present…Of enthralling lightness of being that is beyond description. The feelings of omnipresence permeates my awareness to the total destruction of rational thought. Vibrations…synapses …sparking…electrical connections to the strings of the forever….
There are wondrous days in my present…Of enthralling lightness of being that is beyond description. The feelings of omnipresence permeates my awareness to the total destruction of rational thought. Vibrations…synapses …sparking…electrical connections to the strings of the forever….
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
BEEP BEEP!
There I was sitting reading a novel about Antarctica which was totally out of context for my surroundings here in sunny warm California, on a deck which was completely other worldly in my new world of comfort compared to Eureka. Warm, Sunny, Warm, Sunny, reading good books…
What a great place to be…
Here I was in mentally in another world, one of death from ice which you could read about when your are Seventy plus and feel that in another time in another life maybe you could have…
When I heard a landing on the fence…
Having lived through the Hawk attack, I instantly was on guard for a new threat, but looking up I saw this incredibly funny bird which we know as “roadrunner”. Beep Beep I heard my inner voice singing. When the little girls watched the cartoons they had a show which had road runners and there were the roadrunners in the Movie cartoons…
He sat there looking at me, I sat there looking at him. Just to prove that he could do it, he ran along the top of the fence which is about an inch wide. He stopped and looked at me again. Cocking his head from side to side, he grinned at me…did he say Beep Beep?... I swear he did, but when I think about it maybe it was a recording in my head.
There I was sitting reading a novel about Antarctica which was totally out of context for my surroundings here in sunny warm California, on a deck which was completely other worldly in my new world of comfort compared to Eureka. Warm, Sunny, Warm, Sunny, reading good books…
What a great place to be…
Here I was in mentally in another world, one of death from ice which you could read about when your are Seventy plus and feel that in another time in another life maybe you could have…
When I heard a landing on the fence…
Having lived through the Hawk attack, I instantly was on guard for a new threat, but looking up I saw this incredibly funny bird which we know as “roadrunner”. Beep Beep I heard my inner voice singing. When the little girls watched the cartoons they had a show which had road runners and there were the roadrunners in the Movie cartoons…
He sat there looking at me, I sat there looking at him. Just to prove that he could do it, he ran along the top of the fence which is about an inch wide. He stopped and looked at me again. Cocking his head from side to side, he grinned at me…did he say Beep Beep?... I swear he did, but when I think about it maybe it was a recording in my head.
Glancing over his shoulder one more time he danced on his way then broke into a full breakneck run down the fence. With one more glance over his shoulder, he hopped down on the roof of the shed next door. With a fine imitation of a Gene Kelly tap dance he continued on his way. Did I get up and look over the fence?....no. I did not, for I wanted to keep in my minds eye the memory of his last glance with his funny almost cartoon imitation of what we all grew up with as kids…Beep Beep…
I know he will come back…beep
I know he will come back…beep
Wile E. Coyote next?
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