Read —> Through The Looking Glass – Adventure In Zenland ‘So What’s Next?’ I thought as I saw the caterpillar on the tree vanished into the smoke he puffed. ‘Does this mean I have more surprises today?’ Even before I concluded my thoughts, I heard an uncanny voice near the tree. ‘Oh my furry whiskers I’m…
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Through The Looking Glass - Adventure In Zenland
Read –> Adventure In Zenland I fell into the black hole… I was filled with so much of wonder that I did not realize that I was falling into space beneath me. Before even I knew, I fell down with a thump. My head was spinning and I could vaguely see someone was standing in…
Adventure In Zenland
I can barely move my feet. It’s been such a long day that I can’t wait to get back home and hop onto the bed. All I wish is to have a holiday and some adventure to rejuvenate myself. After the busy traffic hours, I reached home only to see there was no power and…
. help came .
managing? knowing that it will come clear, gradually, carefully, piece on piece. they do say, a little help et cetera, they do say such a lot of things. help spurred me on to sort and tidy, categorise again. they do say that it is rubbish, yet placed in tidy piles, it becomes most attractive. they…
. equinox .
if you leave the boots to dry, the earth will knock off, neatly. there was a partial eclipse, the tides are high. he was a gardener. sbm.
. the little garden .
the frost came on the field as the light failed. later it warmed again. it is a small garden, that creates conversation, hints at a deeper soul. why mark your face with signs and colours, look straight on. look at the pleasure of a little garden. sbm.
.the comfort ..
not that one is tired or needing rest. this is words on the biblical sort. do you think now, or simply move on , repeating? the installation is changed, the description is many. these are the same twigs. repeating. sbm.
Cindy K. Green Orchestrates an Interview with I.B. Nosey
NOSEY: Greetings, cybernuts! This is I.B. Nosey, your official unofficial reporter! Today I’m coming to you from the music room of… Aack! *covers ears as loud drum noise beats against…well, his own ear drums* NOSEY: Hey! *Crowd of teenage chatter smothers Nosey’s outcry* NOSEY: Hey! I’m I.B. Nosey! *teens continue to yak and…
. yesterday i wrote of blood .
i wrote of blood, yet did not share it much. you may think we share our hidden thoughts, yet some remain. it is a pretty day, with a light frost and stories of the northern lights. we walked a while yesterday, he was visiting his sister. i came home, fingers bled. sbm. …
Like. A. Lightbulb
I’ve have received a lot of positive feedback from my recent “Like. A. Lightbulb” still photography series. It is such a simple set-up…three replica vintage Edison lightbulbs in a tall vase, backlit. Just goes to show that simple is best! Here are seven images from that series that I like the best!
.. funeral ..
it is difficult to negotiate the crowd from the funeral to drive down the lane, home. it is difficult to hold that feeling, the tearing throat driving home. it has been years. now at last we clear the furthest corner to make way for new plants. cut the rubbish piece by piece, stacking, packing…