Richard French FRENCHY died a few days ago.
He'll be missed. He had a Z.Z. Top beard and used to fly gliders. He always waved "Hi".
Hop in! Where you headed?
I aim this blog at Hitchhiking stories, obviously. However, you can take that in the 'poetic' sense, as we are 'snakes' in time and the asphalt rivers take us to many places, as well as 'places'..
scattered throughout are videos, music, and intermittent stories I have to tell.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Awakening
AWAKENING BEGINS
WHEN A MAN REALIZES
THAT HE IS GOING NOWHERE
AND DOES NOT KNOW
WHERE TO GO.
GEORGES IVANOVICH GURDJIEFF
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Tom Jobim
Composição: Tom JobimSo close your eyes
For that's a lovely way to be
Aware of things your heart alone was meant to see
The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together
For that's a lovely way to be
Aware of things your heart alone was meant to see
The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together
You can't deny
Don 't try to fight the rising sea
Don't fight the moon, the stars above and don't fight me
The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together
Don 't try to fight the rising sea
Don't fight the moon, the stars above and don't fight me
The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together
When I saw you first the time was half past three
When your eyes met mine it was eternity
By now we know
The wave is on its way to be
Just catch the wave don't be afraid of loving me
The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together
When your eyes met mine it was eternity
By now we know
The wave is on its way to be
Just catch the wave don't be afraid of loving me
The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together
..considerations..
HOW TO DEVELOP YOUR FACULTIES
The Buddha was talking with Uttara, a young pupil of the bhramin Parasariya:
-Uttara, does Parasariya teach you how to develop your faculties?
-Yes, Master Gotama, he does teach us how to develop our faculties
-How does he do this?
-We are taught not to see material forms with the eye nor to hear sounds with the
ear. That is how to develop the faculties.
-But in that case, Uttara, the blind and the deaf must be in total development of their
faculties, for the blind does not see and the deaf does not hear.
Uttara was silent.
-Well, Uttara, Parasariya teaches you one way and here we teach a different way.
Let me tell you what we teach. When a monk sees a form with the eye, usually a
feeling of liking and disliking come into being. The monk then understand that
liking or disliking has arisen but that either one is not inevitable but is conditioned
and dependent on causes. So he heads for a state in which there is equanimity
and finds that in so doing the liking and disliking has vanished and he sees things
as they are. That is how he develop his faculties. That is what we teach.
The Buddha was talking with Uttara, a young pupil of the bhramin Parasariya:
-Uttara, does Parasariya teach you how to develop your faculties?
-Yes, Master Gotama, he does teach us how to develop our faculties
-How does he do this?
-We are taught not to see material forms with the eye nor to hear sounds with the
ear. That is how to develop the faculties.
-But in that case, Uttara, the blind and the deaf must be in total development of their
faculties, for the blind does not see and the deaf does not hear.
Uttara was silent.
-Well, Uttara, Parasariya teaches you one way and here we teach a different way.
Let me tell you what we teach. When a monk sees a form with the eye, usually a
feeling of liking and disliking come into being. The monk then understand that
liking or disliking has arisen but that either one is not inevitable but is conditioned
and dependent on causes. So he heads for a state in which there is equanimity
and finds that in so doing the liking and disliking has vanished and he sees things
as they are. That is how he develop his faculties. That is what we teach.
From "Majjhima Nikaya" of the Buddha
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Inga Wiehl's new book -- HEARTSTRINGS
Please buy this book by finding it in my aStore to the right of this blog column. I have many other good books for sale there as well. Thanks.
Inga taught at Yakima Valley Commuity College where she and my mother became quite good friends. Through her husband, Richard's, efforts I was allowed to avoid having my head blown off in the Vietnam war.
I just went to a reading in Yakima by author Inga Wiehl from her new book, "HEARTSTRINGS: A TALE OF DANISH LOYALTY, RESISTANCE, AND HOMECOMING" which she tells the packed, standing room only, audience of attentive listeners she'd truthfully begun working on before her first publication, "When Professional Women Retire", written with Ellie Heffernan.
I look forward to reading this book. From the excerpts Inga chose to read this is my impression: Using letters from the time period between relatives, she takes the reader back to WWI Denmark and invites him/her into the hearts and minds of people -especially her grandmother - who had difficult decisions to make because of the war. Decisons both personal and national.
Inga's use of the senses brings one into the personally sacred moments that lure your conviction that you are there.
Despite what may sound like a superficial attempt to compare for the sake of their shared heritage, I have to say I felt an echo of Dag Hammarskjold's "MARKINGS", which book, to me, has the nearly anthropomorphic ability to induce my mind into a zen-like silence. All I know is I want to 'hear' more of it.
PLEASE CHECK OUT INGA'S FACEBOOK PAGE AS WELL TO LEARN ABOUT HER ACCOMPLISHMENTS AS WELL AS HER DAUGHTER, LIS'S.
...not to forget about her son, Christopher wiehl, who is a successful television actor.
Again, Please buy this book by exploring my store which is accessible to the right of these words you are now reading....
note: while i'm trying to make sure it's on this list please refer to this url to explore my store. Inga's book is here.
Inga on facebook
Inga taught at Yakima Valley Commuity College where she and my mother became quite good friends. Through her husband, Richard's, efforts I was allowed to avoid having my head blown off in the Vietnam war.
I just went to a reading in Yakima by author Inga Wiehl from her new book, "HEARTSTRINGS: A TALE OF DANISH LOYALTY, RESISTANCE, AND HOMECOMING" which she tells the packed, standing room only, audience of attentive listeners she'd truthfully begun working on before her first publication, "When Professional Women Retire", written with Ellie Heffernan.
I look forward to reading this book. From the excerpts Inga chose to read this is my impression: Using letters from the time period between relatives, she takes the reader back to WWI Denmark and invites him/her into the hearts and minds of people -especially her grandmother - who had difficult decisions to make because of the war. Decisons both personal and national.
Inga's use of the senses brings one into the personally sacred moments that lure your conviction that you are there.
Despite what may sound like a superficial attempt to compare for the sake of their shared heritage, I have to say I felt an echo of Dag Hammarskjold's "MARKINGS", which book, to me, has the nearly anthropomorphic ability to induce my mind into a zen-like silence. All I know is I want to 'hear' more of it.
PLEASE CHECK OUT INGA'S FACEBOOK PAGE AS WELL TO LEARN ABOUT HER ACCOMPLISHMENTS AS WELL AS HER DAUGHTER, LIS'S.
...not to forget about her son, Christopher wiehl, who is a successful television actor.
Again, Please buy this book by exploring my store which is accessible to the right of these words you are now reading....
note: while i'm trying to make sure it's on this list please refer to this url to explore my store. Inga's book is here.
Inga on facebook
Friday, January 7, 2011
Ruby's Arms (Tom Waits)
I will leave behind all of my clothes,
I wore when i was with you,
all I need's my railroad boots
and my leather jacket
as i say goodbye to Ruby's arms
although my heart is breaking,
i will steal away out through your
blinds, for soon you will be waking.
The morning light has washed your face
and everything is turning blue now,
hold on to your pillow case
there's nothing i can do now,
as i say goodbye to Ruby's arms,
you'll find another soldier,
and i swear to god by christmastime,
there'll be someone else to hold you.
The only thing i'm taking is
the scarf off of your clothesline,
i'll hurry past your chest of drawers
and your broken wind chimes,
as i say goodbye
i'll say goodbye,
say goodbye to Ruby's arms.
I will feel my way down the darkened hall,
and out into the morning,
the hobos at the freightyards
have kept their fires burning,
so jesus christ this goddamn rain,
will someone put me on a train,
i'll never kiss your lips again
or break your heart,
as i say goodbye
i'll say goodbye,
say goodbye to Ruby's arms.
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