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Spring Dances…

Royal Crush – Gwyllm 2014 A new piece that may soon be part of a mural project. More details to follow. Should have another entry this week. I will let ya know. Cheers, G VII. Heaven and Earth are everlasting The reason Heaven and Earth can last forever Is that they do not exist for themselves Thus they can last forever Therefore the sages: Place themselves last but end up in front Are outside of themselves and yet survive Is…

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The Great Wheel

Ballads Of Four Seasons: Spring The lovely Lo Fo of the western land Plucks mulberry leaves by the waterside. Across the green boughs stretches out her white hand; In golden sunshine her rosy robe is dyed. ‘my silkworms are hungry, I cannot stay. Tarry not with your five-horse cab, I pray.’ Li Po (Li Bai) The Great Wheel: Dear Friends, A beautiful week here in P-Town. Working in the N.E., working on art, hanging with my sweetheart. Here we are,…

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In The Houses Of Mystery

“The universe is a kaleidoscope: now hopelessness, now hope now spring, now fall. Forget its ups and downs: do not vex yourself: The remedy for pain is the pain.” – Sarmad “The High, The Holy“, a new piece. With tints of Syrian Rue Red(It’s in the carpets folks, for a reason!), and the Moon to propel it, “The High, The Holy” is a visual song/homage to my background and studies over the years. I hope you enjoy it. ~~ Dear…

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That Eternal Moment

But ask now the beasts, and they shall teach thee; and the fowls of the air, and they shall tell thee: Or speak to the earth, and it shall teach thee: and the fishes of the sea shall declare unto thee. Job 12:7-8 I really enjoyed working on Invocation. It is a real departure for me, a little more overt compared to some of my other pieces.  If interested, it is located here: “Invocation” ~~~~~~ Dear Friends, The core of…

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In The Field Of The Seraphim

“When a society is afraid of its poets, it is afraid of itself. A society afraid of itself stands as another definition of hell.” — Lenore Kandel Before I stand accused of nostalgia, let me offer this up: This entry is a telling of a tale of exploration, and perhaps illumination, not unlike countless others across time and the universe, but it has a set and setting… I am not one to relive/rehash my youth. I am quite happy in…

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Days

“An-naasu niyaam wa idhaa matu’ntabahu” Days: I hope this finds you all well, and with loved ones and friends. The passing of a year, the emerging of a new one are blurred markers of our trajectories through the arc of being. The New Year is an agreement, like that of dating years. Many societies have New Years of course. The Celts had theirs on November 1st, others of course had theirs tied to the Lunar and or Solar procession. I…

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In The Center

“If you are depressed you are living in the past. If you are anxious you are living in the future. If you are at peace you are living in the present.” ― Lao Tzu The year is rushing past it seems, just as I was getting adjusted into it. The last few weeks has seen a calming down, and a recentering which is a relief. We are much more settled into our new digs, and had a nice gathering for…

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The Poison Path/The Flowery Path

Nepenthe: “such as drinck, eternall happinesse do fynd” – Edmund Spenser Dear Friends, It has been a hectic week or two since I last published Turfing. This year has been nothing if not change. As I write, I look out my window over green hills, and incredible blue skies. Though out of the way, our new home has some wonderful benefits. I am not so keen on the commute, as I have found that at certain times it is mayhem.…

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Into The Rites

Just as persons who are being initiated into the Mysteries throng together at the outset amid tumult and shouting, and jostle against one another but when the holy rites are being performed and disclosed the people are immediately attentive in awe and silence, so too at the beginning of philosophy: about its portals also you will see great tumult and talking and boldness, as some boorishly and violently try to jostle their way towards the repute it bestows; but he…

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Equations

John Santerineross – “Ma-Ku” Hey there! Beautiful days here in Portland. Catching up with art, packing and getting ready to move. Very, very busy times. Bright Blessings, G ~~ The Tao is an empty vessel; it is used, but never filled. Oh, unfathomable source of ten thousand things! Blunt the sharpness, Untangle the knot, Soften the glare, Merge with dust. Oh, hidden deep but ever present! I do not know from whence it comes. It is the forefather of the…

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