A Hares Tale: Visual and Poetic Marginalia, Eye Candy and Metaphysical Speculations

Gaze In

Hey there. Been a couple of weeks. It has been kinda up and down, trying to tie loose ends up on the magazine, and almost, almost there. I am waiting for an introduction for an article, which isn’t seeming to be coming, so I must go forward early this week to publishing. I had surgery earlier this week for Basal Cell Carcinoma on the old probiscus. I thought it would be a reasonable size, but I had no idea really.…

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Sol Return

The past is not dead, it is living in us, and will be alive in the future which we are now helping to make. – William Morris (Giulio Romano (1499-1546) Tribute to Apollo) So, here we are in the days of Lugh, my patron deity. Warm sun, soft wind, fresh air. So much to be thankful for. I have spun around the sun another time, and it has been a great year. So much done, with family and friends, with…

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Lucid

Lucid: (as in dreams) I have been having astounding lucid dreams as of late. They are almost visionary in their message, it seems like I am entering a new phase. Life is good, and sweet. My dreams talk about a wondrous approach to life, taking nothing granted but being prepared for greater beauty, greater challenges and freedom. They speak of a new experience unfolding. I hope you enjoy this entry. I put it together last week, and I was awaiting…

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Primitive

It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell. – Buddha Dear Friends, I’ve taken a hiatus from Turfing, and Earthrites blogging for the last month. (as you may have noticed) Frankly, I have been overwhelmed by the work outside of Caer Llwydd, and trying to finish up the magazine for publication among other things, like Rowan…

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The Travelers

A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving. – Lao Tzu ~~ This edition of Turfing is dedicated to our wandering Walker. As a young man I lived extensively on the road, I traveled by freight train, hitchhiking, walking of course, to and fro across the US, then across the Mid Pacific and Europe. I was constantly moving along, busking and working as opportunity presented itself. I slept where I could, in communes, parks, garages,…

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Sweet Mid-Summer!

(Piero di Cosimo – A Satyr Mourning over a Nymph) Drink from this heart now, for all this loving it contains. When you look for it again, it will be dancing in the wind. – Shaikh Abu Saeed Abil Kheir ~~ Greetings Friends! Back again, working with the new shorter format. We have some great music, poetry, and a sweet folktale from Wales. Click on the Piero di Cosimo paintings, they are quite large and detail rich. This entry is…

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The Essential

(Through the Fire Eye by MattTheSamurai) Not only do beings and things have spirits that in turn take the forms of beings and things, but deeds, words, thoughts, and feelings also have spirits of their own. Thus it may happen that the soul of a beautiful deed may assume the form of an angel. – Sheikh Badruddin ~ We have been very busy; with clients and with the rushing of the world towards the Solstice, and just previous to that,…

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For Beauty

Beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror which we are barely able to endure and are awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us. Each single angel is terrifying. – RAINER MARIA RILKE, Duino Elegies I started a large article on Beauty from a link from Aloria Weaver, (A very talented young artist we are featuring in the next Invisible College Magazine) please see Roger Scruton – Why Beauty Matters (2009). That article did not make it into this…

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Pearls

(Johannes Vermeer (1632-1675) – The Girl With The Pearl Earring) ~~ Back From Hiatus: My first concern is poetry. I found myself yesterday in the local super-store standing in an aisle reading Gary Snyder poems on a tumblr site. Seriously. I had to laugh; here I was reading about The Wild whilst being entangled in the modern world’s temples of commerce. It was a funny moment of feedback and consideration. Gary won out, I retreated back to home, stood in…

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On Your Bicycle

“LSD burst over the dreary domain of the constipated bourgeoisie like the angelic herald of a new psychedelic millennium. We have never been the same since, nor will we ever be, for LSD demonstrated, even to skeptics, that the mansions of heaven and gardens of paradise lie within each and all of us.” – Terence McKenna Hello, It’s been a couple of weeks of being away from Turfing. I take it that I needed a break, or, that I was…

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