Monthly Archives of: October 2016

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Mental Residence…

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Do you take up residence in the antiquated, fabricated, and absorbed patterns of man?  Or are you sagaciously swifter and more dynamically prudent than that, where they can’t (no matter how hard they look, with their old-fangled ways) ever find you?  Though it’s really not a mere place, are you where they can’t ever know you?  Concrete images of self are much of what they cadaverously exist as.  Concrete images of self are what they taught you to absorb, and such images and devised schemes of inner dominancy are petrified and calcified.  The solidified, isolated center of inner self-ish-ness (which really isn’t a center at all) is endorsed and condoned by ruthless others (who, themselves, absorbed from conditioned others).  To go beyond conditioned ways, significantly, requires that the mind shed its primitive caterpillar/chrysalis ways and, instead,  soar (as a fresh butterfly) free from all the inertness.

The beautiful butterflies and the colorful flowers of this marvelous earth are not separate things.  Please don’t merely yank the flowers out of the soil and shove them in cold vases; please look at them where they grow (and connect with them).  Please don’t net radiant butterflies and coldly stick them in framed wall-display-mounts; please enjoy them as they vibrantly fly (and please soar higher too).  Please don’t try to isolate yourself in a dark, dead little corner (of self, of “me”) and think that you are somehow separate from (and different from) the living whole.  Please blossom and open up your wings beyond mere stagnant (enclosed) ways.

We are each other (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

We are each other (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

We are each other (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

We are each other (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Chilling Halloween Creepiness…

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               I’ve got eight legs

you’ve got two

                      I’ve got eight eyes

you’ve only two

 

                    You run from us

and scream

                    but we’re much 

more afraid of you

 

                     You with your overpopulation

and polluting ways

                    are ruining this planet

We aren’t

 

                    With your hitting hatred

and your many armaments 

                    you mindlessly march in armies

We don’t march in any

 

                     So on Halloween

or on any other dark night

                    don’t run from us in hysterics 

It’s all so blatantly  ludicrous

Jumping Spider (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Spider (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Spider (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Spider (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Transcending Clinging to Old Traditions… (and Transcending Prejudice against some of Nature’s Fine Creatures…)

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Tradition has seemed to keep us safe up to a certain point.  Many of us cling to tradition in one form or another; most cling to many forms of tradition.  Many of us have our own special religions, nations, customs, leaders, priests, gurus, and methodologies… and to these, we ardently cling.  It has seemed to give us comfort and security by doing so.  With traditions, you don’t have to think much; tradition will have done that for you.  Most people really like that; it is far easier to let others do the thinking for you.  These others, however, have done the very same thing… (absorbing old habits from those whom they’ve similarly copied).  What we’ve inherited may be — unless we prefer to stick our heads in the sand as so many do — a lot of primitive nonsense that tends to separate and divide people globally.  (Where is the real security in that?!)  Each one thinks that his (or her) traditions, systems, ways, and areas are so very special and so much better (than that of the “others”).  We do this and end up with conflict, divisiveness, and wars.  Again, where is the real security in that? We become so comfortable that we allow the bureaucrats to continue polluting the world with fossil fuels, pollute our bodies with junk foods, and our minds with hate, fear, and antiquated ideas… while we don’t peacefully request change and don’t partake in significant alternative action that is beyond conflict and mere reaction.   Profound enlightenment never occurs to the mediocre mind that remains in the rut that indoctrinated others have dug. 

Besides these outer traditions, we cling to (and “are”) inner traditions.  When inner, crude, primitive traditions are warped, distorted, unbalanced, awry, common, and fractional… they reflect this disarray into the world.  Then we overpopulate it, abuse it, and mindlessly contribute to conflict while this fragile world and the beautiful animals upon it suffer the consequences.  We can do better.  However, the old ways are deeply ingrained in us (and “as us”), and the time for change is long overdue.  On a brighter note: We — some of us, at least — can change, blossom, and transcend all of the mediocrity.  

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[Note:  The nights have been getting cold, and this young Bullsnake came through the front door into our house.  I took it near the river bank on the property and released it in an area with a lot of fallen leaves (where it could dig into to find needed warmth).  However, before releasing it, a few pictures (of course) had to be taken.  (The second photo is with me holding the snake in one hand and taking a photo of it with the other hand.)  Steven Irwin, whom i miss dearly (since he passed away), was a superb naturalist who often (on his excellent television nature series) would reveal his deep love of nature.  He often shared the same sentiments that i have concerning snakes: They are beautiful and spectacular creatures if one looks at them without prejudice and old-fashioned beliefs.  Steve’s premature passing was a loss to nature; he was a true champion of nature.  Bullsnakes may look a little bit like Rattlesnakes, but they are non-poisonous and they do not have a rattle at their tail end.  Many people thoughtlessly kill them when they see them, which is a real shame.  All you have to do is grab one a little way up from the tip of the tail and take it to where you would like it to be released.  They are beautiful creatures that eat mice, rats, voles, and other pests, and they are totally harmless to man.  We’re so glad that our little friend stopped by!]

Bullsnake. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bullsnake. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Holding a Bullsnake. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Holding a Bullsnake. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Childhood Time and Beyond…

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Childhood time is a magical time)

      and it’s all about magic (really)

               life is

It’s so beautifully full of magic

               life is 

And youthful joy is that wonderment

      and that feelingcloseto

               sweet immortality

So many adults lose those wonderous moments

      drink to their bitter depression

      and go through the motions without

               ever being alive

?Why do they stop asking questions

?Why do they with starched faces

      cadaverously walk right past joy and beauty

I don’t ever want to grow up

I don’t ever want to grow up

I don’t ever want to grow up

Childhood time is a magical time

      and it’s all about magic

               (really

Silver-Spotted-Skipper (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Silver-Spotted-Skipper (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Silver-Spotted-Skipper (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Silver-Spotted-Skipper (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Mindfulness… True Perception…

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True perception involves seeing the whole in a sensitive way without the contamination of isolated (taught, habitual) images.  Distortion occurs when the supposed (but false) whole is seen fragmentarily through a mental screen of conditioning.  For instance, it is in vogue to say that “I am one with the beauty of nature”… or to identify oneself in a special connection with magnificent, towering trees or a breathtaking mountain range.  One fragmentary image, however, identifying itself with other images… is what it is: a sequence of fractional image making.  (Few, by the way, identify themselves with people who are mentally or physically handicapped or with disappearing coral reefs; maybe if they observed them without a mere fractional center… more good things would get done).  Real wholeness exists beyond the boundaries of thought.  These boundaries include the fallacious center that feels in control of  what are considered “subservient thoughts.” Thought/thinking projects this center as being separate from other thoughts and as being separate from what is perceived (through the screen of thought); this center has (and is) an essence of separation.  Real wholeness does not put a separative, isolated image of a (fallacious) center on a psychological pedestal; real wholeness does not have a supposedly central image that merely identifies itself (at times) with other chosen, select images — like breathtaking mountains — while (at other times) it purports to be domineering over “other” images (whether they be internal or external) from a distance.

Most people don’t care deeply about true or deep perception; they have accepted crude, mundane ways, (and they continue to perceive through — and “as” — these mundane, superficial ways, without going deeply beyond them).  In these banal, mundane ways, most inevitably get bored and feel unfulfilled, which is (obviously) due to clinging to the old and stale.  They continue to cling to the old and stale ways, and they are afraid to let them go.  Untold many, over centuries, have each relied on and believed in a domineering and manipulative center that is (supposedly) in charge of the rest of thinking… and the world remains in crisis; deep harmony rarely emerges out of distortion.  The irony in this, unfortunately, is that most will not care to delve into this and transcend the fractional center; yet it is this very so-called center (because of its unnecessary friction and conflict) that keeps them in psychological isolation that is dull, lonely, distorted, second-hand, deceitful (and that is not dynamic while it creates a space of limitation that directly leads to boredom and inner sorrow).  The serious mind that sees the falsity of such a center is, on the other hand, joyous, harmonious, original, whole, and beyond deep deception.  Falsities are not just in some of the age-old, infantile beliefs of man; they go to the very essence of what consciousness entails.  Transcending them is true liberation and bliss… not all that phony stuff.

Sharing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Sharing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Sharing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Sharing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Haunted Halloween (spiders aren’t anything compared to this)…

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Let’s give a prize…

to those who were too crass and uncaring 

               to ever open their eyes.

Let’s provide a splendid, gold citation…

to those who radiated endless cruelty,

               increased suffering, and needlessly caused frustration.

Let’s mindlessly vote for an unhinged, sick sociopath with an unstable mind that divides us…

               who snarls that the polluted, unhealthy environment is balanced,

and that all of the dying coral reefs are quite healthy and marvelous.

Let’s cheapen the whole…

be ordinary, separative, comfortable, selfish,

               and take a long, indifferent stroll.

Let’s thoughtlessly add more and more pollutants and superficial experiences to the fire…

               and when this tiny world burns to the ground,

Let’s wait until the very last day to deeply inquire.

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Note:

[I love spiders.  The real (deadly) thing on this planet (except for a few) walks on two legs, not eight.]

Halloween Surprise. Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Halloween Surprise. Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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That Nameless, Eternal Immensity…

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That nameless, eternal immensity that is beyond mere labels and symbolic words, rarely presents itself to humans.  Too many of us are of violence, separation, distortion, and fallacies to be open to visitation from that enormity.  Our psychological demarcations, which promote false, separative, supposedly dominant centers (i.e., the many obtrusions of “me” and “I”), tend to nullify any possibility for that boundlessness to be revealed.  Mental superficiality and illusion negate clear perception.  A false center builds a wall around itself and there is nothing much seen beyond the limited confines of that wall.  Too many of us have accepted limited viewpoints, patterns, boundaries, and methodologies… and to those we cling.  Fortunately, it is beautifully possible to emerge through the rigidities of miseducation and stiff falsities.

Fruiting Bodies (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fruiting Bodies (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fruiting Bodies (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fruiting Bodies (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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The Honest Poem

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The honest poem,beyond all the mumbo jumbo,

          in a purgative way,tersely flushes out the detritus of words

exposing them for what they really are…

          fractional representations that are inherently second-hand

 

The genuine poem,beyond all the gibberish and hogwash,

          in a laxative way,wisely purges out the putrid,stale simulations

suggesting to,instead of dwelling in mere crappy accounts,

          go and holistically perceive as if for the first time

Butterfly Flight (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Butterfly Flight (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Butterfly Flight (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

Butterfly Flight (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

 

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If I Had Only a Few Desperate, Precious Moments…

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 My wife and i never had kids (because the world is way overcrowded with humans as it is), but we are concerned about them deeply.  If i had only a few short moments — or a bit longer — to tell a child what to care about, in life, here is what i would likely say:

 

Mistrust everything anyone has ever told you about truth… and find out for yourself.

Go beyond the dead symbols that they provided; be intelligently empty, stay young, and don’t lose your innocence (as so many adults do).

Don’t just look through the screen of what was taught; use thoughts often, but go beyond them.

Love the whole and not merely a few isolated parts.

Let effortless silence be your oasis from internal patterns that were planted in you by others.

Help others (so-called other life forms) to go beyond suffering.

Help (and care for) Mother Earth; she is all we have, and many are making her sick.

Ask serious questions beyond merely comfortable answers.

Don’t be ordinary (even if it is more comfortable and easy to be ordinary).  

Never lose that youthful feeling of eternity (that most adults have lost long ago).

Perceive with (and “as”) dynamic emptiness without a mere center.

Look without mere separation between you and what is perceived.

Perceive with a warm heart, not merely (as so many do) with a cold mind.

 

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[These are fish in a large pond in our area.  There is a small creek that flows into the pond, and the fish love to hang out by the mouth of the creek to get oncoming food and to enjoy the current.  I like how one of the fish — unique, with the purity of white on its head — in the top section of the video is (especially) enjoying a burst of water current, creating surface swirl!  There were many more fish than what is seen in the frame.]

Fish of Gold. Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fish of Gold. Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016