A Dream I Won’t Forget
An enchanted forest kingdom, a big dark swimming pool, out to sea
Sunbeams
“Maybe you’re right, boss. It all depends on the way you look at it. . . . Look, one day I had gone to a little village. An old grandfather of ninety was busy planting an almond tree. ‘What, grandad!’ I exclaimed. ‘Planting an almond tree?’ And he, bent as he was, turned round and said: ‘My son, I carry on as if I should never die.’ I replied: ‘And I carry on as if I was going to die any minute.’ Which of us was right, boss?”
Changing Things
An Interview With David Spangler
We are completely and wholly unique and in a very special one-on-one relationship with the divine. If I can recognize that in my life, there may still be things I want to do, changes I want to make, growth I want to achieve, but I can do so companioned by this spirit of playful and compassionate lovingness. If I can find ways of extending that to others as God has offered it to me, then I’ve found a real gift.
Living Materialism
Instead of attempting to bless the Earth, I find that the Earth is calling divinity out of me. It becomes a reciprocal relationship. The more I can recognize the presence of the Beloved, of the Divine, acting within matter, the more matter begins to recognize that presence acting in me.
A Lucidist Manifesto
I. Writers may write in clear English, without needlessly opaque, spectacular and nonlinear associations. Code obfuscates; poetic code obfuscates utterly.
Saying Goodbye To Warren
He was the only friend I had who would dive on the hood of a car. What does that mean? Look around you and you will see it meant a lot.
Around The Rugged Rock
Such primal taciturnity, thought Rex of the rock, and after all it’s heard — the roar of the victor, the bleat of the victim, and all the echoes thereof ten thousand times over. Surely, I’ve fallen in with good company. Surely, a revelation is in the offing.
