HEART STRINGS AND GUILT – DYNAMIC HARMONY
Between relationship and isolation, heart strings and guilt, we live. This is paradox. This is love – loose and tight.
TAMIR, HUCK FINN AND THE SENSE OF ADVENTURE
What part of the human spirit sends the Tamirs of this world to the most dangerous place near where they live, a small city park, so they can be alone and play and dream and imagine with a toy gun beneath a hard, bare, concrete picnic canopy littered with heroin needles? What sends the Tamirs or the Huck Finns into such a place where adults would not go alone? The sense of adventure.http://threesimplequestions.blogspot.com/2016/01/tamir-huck-and-sense-of-adventure.html
PAST PRESENT AND FUTURE – THINGS ARE TENSE
Time is a funny place. There is time when you look back – memory. But, when you look forward, what do you see? A non-specific potential. An expectation of something that might happen. Plans. Hopes. Wishes. Have you ever traveled into the soul realm of Wishes? It’s somewhere near the Neighborhood of Fear.
KISS YOUR UNBORN GRANDBABIES
I want to kiss my yet unborn grand-babies. So, I want the tools to harness the cosmic and the tectonic, to be able to predict the weather, understand the currents, manage the doldrums, to know when volcanoes will erupt and how to surf the crest of the tidal waves. Easy stuff. The stuff everybody does, right?
GIRLS-GIRLS-GIRLSSo, to all my friend girls, I don’t care how old you have become, I will always be looking to relate to the girl in you who you are beneath that mature exterior. That girl inside is the one who has always been you. So, if Jean with the girls name, calling you girl angers you a little, I have a suggestion which I ran across at a group of girls – “The Sisters On The Fly”...
WHAT LOCKS THE MIGHTY DREAM OF YOU AWAY?
What do you use to wall-off your past? Alcohol. Oxy. Rejection. Ambition. Material wealth. Isolation. Sex. Gambling. The question still remains, what locks the mighty dream of you away?
When our way of life falls because we are following Ash Roads to Sand Lands and economically tethered to blind Euro-Kings who put their eyes out so that they don’t have to see the Truth. Will the Greek Chorus will run from the wings shouting “Kata basis!”?
I’M NOT SURE ABOUT INDECISION
I’m not sure if I should write about indecision. Some people feel that indecision is something which ought to be done away with – that seeing both sides of a question is some sort of weakness because it prevents decisive action.
NEW YEAR FIRE
As I sit in front of the fire I see that we burn our pasts. We release those seeds of the future by telling our past stories. And those are the fuel for the New Year’s fire.
WHY DO WE TOLERATE THE PUBLIC LIE?
Who understands the source of their beliefs? Do the people who are supporting the different candidates know the source of their own beliefs? If so, are they willing to say that the candidates who utter the Public Lie are saying things they themselves stand for. If not, then why do we tolerate the Public Lie?
FEBRUARY“PICK AND ROLL” - RAGE AND COMPASSION
I volunteer and teach a self-development program Stone Valley Correctional Facility. I like the name “Stone Valley” because usually when someone feels they are “between a rock and a hard place” they may take on the difficult work of changing their self, or their selves. Yes, selves.
Now I have been captured. My freedom to ramble was taken away from me by a War Lord. Like the War Lords of the 1600s who came ashore in New England to “impress” or imprison landlubbers through force, and compel them to work on sailing ships, Lord Arthritis captured me, took away my freedom, and bid me do his service.
LIVING ON LONGING
LIVING ON LONGING - A first visit to this blog lasts 15-seconds, enough to read a Tweet-length of words. If visitors don’t see what they’re longing for, they go! About now, 140 characters.
S1 CAN'T HELP IT, IT'S TE WAY I AM
We have in-built, automatic “selves” that are attracted or repulsed by in-built ways of being. S1 is biased by, attitudes, experiences. As the popular song goes, “S1 can’t help it, that’s the way I am!”
FIVE WORDS FOR FREE
How are you with humor? I never was a comic. I wrote funny but am not a wit. Not witless, just not quick. Many of you are probably spontaneously funny. I have a 20-second delay between the moment in which a witticism is called for and the moment if finally dawns on me what to wisecrack. I’m a “wise-gap” guy filling moments with awkward silence, watching opportunities for quips and puns sail away.
WANT FRIES WITH THAT DAY?
ORDER HERE: Maybe you don’t think about it quite like this, but when you wake-up in the morning, and you open your eyes; it’s like you’re at the “Order Here” window of the drive-through of your life. Your Higher Self is waiting to see how your Lower Self is going to order the day.
FRAGMENTS - GOT DEM OL' COSMIC BLUES
Sometimes you just gotta clear out a few of those things that hang onto your heart. Make room for new things. 'Nuff said.
DICKINS’ SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT AND RUTLAND (VT) REFUGEES
In spite of heavy anti-refugee sentiments, Rutland Vermont's mayor Chris Louras hopes 25 to 30 Syrian refugee families will resettle in Rutland by Christmas 2016. What option does anyone really have who has lost everything to intolerance, war, or famine besides to flee and throw themselves at the mercy of a community? Hopefully one with a big enough, generous Spirit. Otherwise, it’s Scrooge’s option which remains when time runs out in this next, frigid, bleak Vermont winter. What was Scrooge's option?
THE FLYING FICKLE FINGER OF FATE
The “Flying Fickle Finger of Fate” Award was also called the “Rigid Digit”, the “Winged Weenie”, the “Friendly Phalange”, the “Nifty Knuckle” or the “Wonderful Wiggler.” The reality is that we believe that fate is a quality of being a part of our lives. Fate is something else which cannot be explained by the physicality of life. There is more to our lives then meets our eyes. That’s what humans believe, don’t let any smart phone tell you different. It is more fun and rich to live a life which has the random and unexplained in it.
I WROTE THIS POST IN DAHLIAS The real "story" here will write itself over the next few months. This is just an introduction to the characters. These Dahlias grow to be different sizes. If you see a cage around them now, when you come back another time, they will be larger. Eventually huge.