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Sky Taste

PREHISTORIC ORIGINS OF DNA Its rising is not bright nor its setting dark Unceasing, continuous Branching out in roots innumerable Forever sending forth the serpent coil of living things Mysterious as the formless existence to which it returns Twisting back Beyond mind We say only that it is form from the formless Life from spiral void -Tim Leary — from Psychedelic Prayers ________________ Return Return to the source honing in on the signal a bee to nectar. -Gwyllm _____________ Here…

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Annihilating Illumination

(Gwyllm – Infinite Bunny) THE TREE ABOVE —THE TREE BELOW What is above is below What is without is within What is to come is in the past Tall… deep… tree… green… branching… leaf Root… above… below… thrusting… coiling Sky… earth… stem… root Leaf… green… sap Soil… air Seed Soil… visible Hidden… breathing… sucking Bud… ooze… sun… damp Light.. dark… bright… decay… laugh Tear.. vein.,. rain… mud branch… root What is above is below What is without is within What…

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Surrealism 101

Surrealism… in its broader sense… represents a spiritual crisis that stems from the ideological developments of the nineteenth century, and has succeeded in producing a technique of writing and painting that conveys a materio-mystical vision of the universe. – Anna Balakian Friday, Portland. Working on this entry off and on for the last few days. We have been scrambling, off to Astoria to see friends at their new seaside cabin, to visiting clients, working on the new edition of The…

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The Golden Index…

Dorothy Parker: “The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.” The Golden Index: Dimidium Animae Meae… You know it when it happens. That merging, the conversations, the long nights that vanish so quickly, the rising and falling of the sun, the seasons. You become as one. I praise the one who holds my heart, and soul. In The Golden Index, we stand, measured in our time, a unique moment together. Civilizations rise and fall, the seasons…

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Mr. De Quincey, I Presume…

Thought is a kind of opium; it can intoxicate us, while still broad awake; it can make transparent the mountains and everything that exists. – Henri Frederic Amiel Georges Antoine Rochegrosse – Harem Girls in an Aviary On Morning Walks and Poppies… So, I walk in the morning with Mary and Sophie (our faithful pup) and my main fascination is plants I see in the gardens along the way. When I used to go out on my own, I would…

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The Absinthe Ceremony

‘Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished’ – Lao Tzu On The Absinthe Ceremony: And now, for a subject dear to my heart. Once again, I found myself describing my first encounter with Absinthe some 34 years ago in Freiburg Germany. It’s odd how events take on a mythic quality, especially having been told repeatedly over the years. Although I no longer pursue the experience as I once did, it is still a part of my life, and perhaps…

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Alice

“Do you really think it is weakness that yields to temptation? I tell you that there are terrible temptations which it requires strength, strength and courage to yield to.” – Oscar Wilde Summer, drifting. Portland nights. Nothing better. Blessings, Gwyllm _____________________________ On The Menu: The Links St. Francis Quotes Alice in Wonderland (1903) Charles Lutwidge Dodgson – Poems LeftField – “Open up” featuring John Lydon Art: Auguste Raynaud ______________________________ The Links: Human Ingenuity… Bee Colonies… Nursery effect study shows trees…

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Nobel Truths

Renunciation is not getting rid of the things of this world, but accepting that they pass away. -Aitken Roshi The greatest achievement is selflessness. The greatest worth is self-mastery. The greatest quality is seeking to serve others. The greatest precept is continual awareness. The greatest medicine is the emptiness of everything. The greatest action is not conforming with the worlds ways. The greatest magic is transmuting the passions. The greatest generosity is non-attachment. The greatest goodness is a peaceful mind.…

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Fire In The Head

“How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.” – William Butler Yeats (John Duncan – Sleeping Princess) This entry is a return. If you know me at all, you will recognize what I speak of…. This is a farewell to June, in all her brilliance, beauty and apex of the season. I have had a fire in my head, a kindling of poetry and image. Life is good, and…

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