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Where Worlds and Art Forms Overlap: The Icebook*
I feel somewhat at risk of turning this joint into one of those blogs which serve as dumping grounds for videos, rather than actual words. But some videos just demand circulation, y’know? This came to me by way of an email message from my great blog-friend, Froog, who just knew it would appeal to me. [...]
Experience, Meet Hope
[Video: "Wiley vs. Rhodes," a live-action Road Runner cartoon] From whiskey river: Ten Thousand Idiots It is always a danger to aspirants on the Path when they begin to believe and act as if the ten thousand idiots who so long ruled and lived inside have all packed their bags and skipped town or died. [...]
Ingredients of Revelation
From whiskey river: Shinto When misfortune confounds us in an instant we are saved by the humblest actions of memory or attention: the taste of fruit, the taste of water, that face returned to us in dream, the first jasmine flowers of November, the infinite yearning of the compass, a book we thought forever lost, [...]
Another Looney Tunes Stereotype Bites the Dust
So I just got back from having this test done. It wasn’t a big deal but it held a certain academic interest for me: it was an echocardiogram. Not electro-. Echo-. Say what? As the, um, echocardiogrammatical technician (or whatever her title is) led me to the room where the test would be performed, I [...]
“What If You Get a Question Wrong?”
[Image: detail from The Garden of Earthly Delights, by Hieronymus Bosch (click image for a much larger view of the whole triptych)] From whiskey river: You Learn You learn. After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company [...]
One, and One, and One…
From whiskey river: Dogs Many times loneliness is someone else an absence then when loneliness is no longer someone else many times it is someone else’s dog that you’re keeping then when the dog disappears and the dog’s absence you are alone at last and loneliness many times is yourself that absence but at last [...]
Pocketing the Key to Your Own Cage (or Not)
(Yes, I know: a day late…) From whiskey river (italicized portion): [Skeptics, on why they dislike dogma] mean that the universe is itself a universal prison; that existence itself is a limitation and a control; and it is not for nothing that they call causation a chain. In a word, they mean quite simply that [...]