A Pearl

In the middle of august when the southwest wind blows after sunset through the leisuring air, he bent at my bed and took some clay and touched the...

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Musings of an Old Soul

Musings of an Old Soul

Your journey will be as sacred or profane as you proclaim it. You will know yourself as glorious or gruesome as you declare. I’m just passing through. One of many galaxies to play upon. And I feel the extreme pain here. It is a short trip through this illusion....

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Separation is the Lie

Separation is the Lie

One Thanksgiving, David wrote to me: "I am grateful for the laws of the universe. Gravitation. Magnetism, electricity and time all held constant by the speed of light, 3 hundred thousand kilometers per second. The C in E= MC squared. Celestial bodies held invisibly in...

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