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Oceans of Time
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It's really strange, being caught between eternity and the next minute. Oh........ ..tick. There it is again................ ..tick. Right when you think tick, well, then you'll get tock. Fucking tock ............a sarcastic tick , reminding... More »
Love and Consequences
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I know a lot of spiritual practitioners who speak often of 'non-duality'. I'm no stranger to the concept, having studied and sort-of practiced 'its' realization for many years. But, over those years I've realized I... More »
The Friendly Universe: Facts We Ought to Know
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When you're trapped on a planet that's spiraling down towards a flooded field full of ethanol corn like a Boeing 797 in a hailstorm, it's nice to know you have some nice things to look... More »
Devil in the Details
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Well, more blogging on life and death and stuff I suppose............. 'Coz the rest is just rusty nails and asthmatic snails. What I'm getting at here is my deep attachment, yes, call it addiction if... More »
Life Among the Dead
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Time does fly, and times do die- entire worlds kick the bullet and bite the bucket. But, death is much over hyped- all there is- the changeless, changing. Re-ar ranging. Every Now, and that's... More »
I'm Back
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Yeah, been quite a drought here at Eyes in the Pine............here's an icebreaker, and 10 new pics on the photo page! This moto was taken a mile from the Mexican Border in Californian desert.
The Weather
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I used to enjoy watching the Weather Channel, because it seemed above, below, apart- a realm free of the Human. No longer. Weather manipulation is just another tick on the list. But the weather itself... More »
Joining Heaven and Earth
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Here's my friend Tim, who because of health problems spends a lot of time outside, in contemplative mode. A canary in the coal mine who is digging for, and finding, real gold. Nuggets hint at... More »
A Book, a Chair, and a Blanket
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Maybe that's all you need for a day- or lifetime- or two- plus a mind and a heart, and I guess some kind of Mustardly Meat Machine underneath, permeating, pulsing, straining, complaining, yet never staining......................... More »
eyes in the pine
August 2008 