Monthly Archives: May 2014

Am I the weathercock up on a barn roof the wind blows round and round in circles as going no where seems to be my specialty although admittedly the circles have been magnificent in this realm of samsara which manages … Continue reading →

The prince of peace said know thyself and god knows I’ve been trying hard I’m not liking what I am finding; there is a darkness there I find disturbing and a constant turning away from the light, embracing of the … Continue reading →

Somewhere on an asteroid in a galaxy far far away is me reading “The Sailor Who Fell From Grace With The Sea” I am remembering Eliot Nesterman’s joke about Koala Tea, at Empire Diner one night at 2am 30 years … Continue reading →