08 Sunday Dec 2013
Posted in poems
dream
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exploring Eglinton Hill there
were other rooms to find
I found new rooms
but found my Dad was with me
right behind my shoulder
exploring Eglinton Hill
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Dad wormhole: sometimes
dream wormhole: dream / 010397
Eglinton Hill & searching wormhole: 1996 dream
"Ancient Thought in Modern Dress"
Tintin, essays, and a hearty helping of criticism
Inspiration on the Vajrayana Path (if words too small, set browser to magnify to 125%)
Snapshots of remarkably unremarkable things and other discoveries.
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Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
ab ovo usque ad mala
I am the "little armored one", moving gently through life. Hoping to safeguard my sensitivities with layers of words and the expression of thought. Shielding my mirror neurons at times, or tasting music and spinning till I'm dizzy. Every moment here is a gift.
Buddhist meditation center presenting pure Dharma teachings
Sparked by Words
