NOWISM, TAOISM AND THE TRUTH OF COCKEL-DEE-DOO

The TRUTH of the FUTURE: it does not exist.

The TRUTH of the past: it is tricky at best.

The PAST some say, came much to soon.

But Who has a CLUE

about Cockle-Dee-doo

 

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ACCEPT THE LOVE AND PASS IT ON

 

                FEAR LOVE AND LOGIC

Fear reveals itself at first light.

The Light of Love is felt with the decision to Accept.

TO ACCEPT LOVE  is to Be Healed.

Healing begins when Fear is vanquished.

(Perhaps it is the other way around.)

Fear returns to the shadows and birds begin to chirp.

Fear reveals itself at first light.

The Light of Love is felt with the decision to Accept.

Acceptance lights the Path.

The Path is Today.

This is the way,

To Heal;

To be Healed.

Love becomes the Lover.

And Fear becomes a fading memory.

I SAW IT ALL, I DID

 

I SAW IT ALL, I DID

Re post from 5 25 2012

A moment ago I observed something on my patio, unseen before by these tired old eyes. I will be having eye surgery on Tuesday. If this is an omen of better things to come I am prepared for that, I think.

If in fact, I lose that eye and am left only with the one that is splattered with glaucomic fields of grey, then I shall endeavor always to remember this tiny baby birdlet who ran across my white-tiled patio, bumping into the glass door, quickly recovering to race back on those strong, spindly legs to its Gamble Quail mom.

I saw it all, I did.

The family of Mom plus Five minus Pop was suddenly minus one quintuplet in response to the roar of the early morning trash hauler as it lifted its load higher than any member of this quail family would ever fly. Mom and the fully focused four scrambled toward the hedge as their tiny sibling shot in my direction. I scrambled for my camera with skills yet unlearned. When I looked back, the little 2 inch high fluffy-feathered goblin was slipping under Mummy’s wing.

If I can still see on Wednesday I shall investigate the Scottsdale library stacks in search of advice for late-blooming photographers.

THE BLUE MARBLE SPEAKS

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The Blue Marble  Wikipedia File:The Earth seen from Apollo 17.jpg

THE BLUE MARBLE SPEAKS

Earth is a rock; Earth has no opinions; it cannot think, it cannot speak;  however…

Earth has a belief system.

If Earth could speak, it would say…

“I am hurtling through space in a perfectly straight line. I am not sure of my destination but I will arrive at the earliest possible time. Nothing can deter me; nothing can slow me down; I am following a perfectly plotted, straight path.  I am going where no Rock has ever gone before. I am Earth.”   

Of course, in reality this strong-willed rock has been in orbit for a very long time.  And so have you and I and everything else in the universe.

And that’s the Truth…

Or  is it?

HOW MUCH FOR THAT OLD PAIR OF SHOES?

HOW MUCH FOR THAT
OLD PAIR OF SHOES?

 

How much for that old pair of Shoes?

He fumbled around for some change.

They’re not for sale, my friend, said she.

Well why are they there for all to see?

I’m trying to rearrange.

He wiggled his barefoot toes

And wiped his runny nose.

“Rearrange what”, the fellow inquired,

“These raggedy shoes are about to expire,

They’d go just fine with my clothes.”

I see what you mean, said she,

I’ll give you these shoes for free.

“Could I have some socks and maybe a shirt,

And a pail of water to shed some dirt?

I’m really a sight to see.”

You’re not so bad, but yes.

I can even give you a vest,

There’s a pond nearby, you can take a bath

Here’s a towel to dry; my name is Cath.

He wanted to look his best.

“Freddy’s my name, he said

But you can call me Fred”.

On return he looked great.. Let’s celebrate,

We can get married; I’ll be your mate.”

And she rearranged his head.

Singin' the bleus.