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When decent music is listened to, be not separate from the song; be the harmony… and though the song ends, let true harmony remain.
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A male Celebes Rainbowfish in a large, freshwater aquarium; this fish has continued to live for a very long time. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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May one’s heart blossom
to a true compassion
and a love
for nature
May one’s compassion blossom
to a true heart
and a nature
for love
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[Side Note: My wife, Marla, though there have been complications, continues to do much better, improving following her shoulder replacement therapy.]
Heart of the Sunrise. (From my sister-in-law Mary’s yard) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
I have not been blogging lately. The reason why is that my wife, Marla, had to have surgery recently. She had a total shoulder replacement done. I have not had time to do any blogging due to helping her with things. Perhaps I will be able to blog once in a while soon; we will see. The surgery went well… and she is recovering better than expected. Marla has a very delicate constitution and is extremely fragile. A lot of this has to do with the Wilson’s Disease that she has. Wilson’s Disease is a rare disorder; it is genetic and involves the inability of the body to metabolize copper. The copper can then act as a poison within individuals who are not properly treated for the disease. Related to the Wilson’s Disease, Marla has very severe neck dystonia… wherein her neck muscles become extremely tense and rigid; she gets botox injections to help treat the dystonia. For a long time, Marla was on penicillamine to treat the Wilson’s. However, that medication had so many side-effects that it was almost as bad as having the disease itself. Marla, likely due to the penicillamine, developed ARDS and almost died. Then she had to have neck surgery for collapsed neck vertebrae, a surgery that took 11 hours and caused her to have very limited swallowing ability. Now she mostly receives nutrition via a gastrostomy tube that goes to her stomach area. I help her with the enteral feedings and various things, and it is time consuming. These days, Wilson’s Disease is easily treated with zinc; the zinc has, fortunately, little or no side effects. Marla bravely contends with her physical problems; she often helps others (who have Wilson’s Disease or dystonia) to better understand things about those ailments; she, as a person, is as sweet as can be and is an extremely wonderful and very understanding person. I am honored to be married to her and want to make sure that she does well throughout the recovery process.
Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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The world is
The world is
becoming more
and more
insane and
insensitive;
but one
must remain
must remain
very sane
and
very sensitive.
Deep light
transcends
the darkness
and is…
and is
unaffected
by it.
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Grape Hyacinths (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Grape Hyacinths (2) (Color Pencil, Digital) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Peace is everyone’s responsibility. We must all go beyond violence and care for one another. One is different from, but not separate from, whom one perceives.
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I’m 63 years old and I’ve kept tropical fish ever since I was in the 5th grade. I even had an aquarium in my college dorms when I went to college. For a long time now, I’ve been keeping, raising, and breeding, various forms of miniature catfish called Corydoras (“Cory” catfish). In terms of peace, all of the species of the genus Corydoras are totally peaceful and non-belligerent; I have never, in all the years that I’ve had them, ever observed them acting aggressively or being hostile to one another, or toward other fish. I was taking photographs of my miniature Corydoras Reticulated Julii Catfish when I noticed them laying eggs. In the bottom photograph, the female is with a male (doing their thing); look closely at her bottom ventral fins; she is holding two eggs in those fins (as the fins are held together in a prayer-like fashion). Later (after they are fertilized) she will (carry them around for quite some time) and then secure them to plant leaves or upon the aquarium glass. (These catfish are definitely good for going green while keeping aquarium fish. They do not require aquarium heaters, and two separate aquariums can be maintained with a 4 watt air pump.) Corydoras are, like I mentioned, extremely peaceful… (plus they are beautiful and are always comical in their actions).
Trio of Corydoras trilineatus. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Corydoras trilineatus mating with eggs below clasped in female’s bottom fins. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Violet was a girl
with very few faults
she could sing and dance
and do somersaults
Violet was quite pretty
just as a flower
she loved to be in her garden
even during a shower
Violet blossomed in time
and loved to sun-bathe outdoors
she liked nature wild,
was never found in stores
All girls are Violets
in their own special way
they need never fear death,
while inevitably withering away
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Wild Violet; one of many in the backyard. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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If you are melancholy and blue, transcend what you are. This can be done by, without method, being highly observant from moment to moment, without clinging to the methods, systems, and stale images that were seeded within (and “as”) you. If one often merely perceives with (and “as”) stale, redundant images that one constantly “recognizes” things with… then one is seeing what was taught; and that is the old, stale, antiquated, and musty “known.” Perceive without that dust-laden past… and one may see joyfully without merely just recognizing. That may bring real ecstasy. Then one won’t be blue any longer… unless one is an Indigo Bunting.
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Returning Indigo Bunting. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Mighty dexterous Dragon King
far back as the Carboniferous
heavy-bodied, strong flying,
adroit acrobat of the air
with iridescent soap-bubble-like wings
an aerodynamic, amphibious, predatory, territorial glider
who hunts on the wing
and who has to answer to
nobody
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Dragon in his Lair. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Dragon in his Lair. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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To look, on a fine Spring Day,
at what you are not
from what you are…
takes an assimilated separation
of “me” and “not me.”
But that looking isn’t “looking”…
it’s merely repeatedly hurling what was absorbed.
To really look, on a fine Spring Day,
at what’s real,
is to look without separation,
without the gobbled “known.”
And that means looking
without the ingested “me” or “I”…
for otherwise, it’s habitually regurgitating
what was consumed.
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Together as one. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Together as one. (Color Pencil rendition). (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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We’re all flowers of that neverending tree
and if we don’t ever blossom
we won’t be open, wise, and free
None of us are separate within that immense, majestic being
but if perception doesn’t see it
it really isn’t seeing
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Eastern Redbud Study. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Eastern Redbud Study. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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many people want to wage war on them
many hate them
(really hate them)
see them as ugly
and want them eradicated
many insects want to enjoy them, live in them, and feed from them
many love them
(really love them)
see them as beautiful
and want them to flourish
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Dandelion Study. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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the Heart of the Truth) flower
Rhythmically beats Blossoms
for
who(ever) is caring
enough
too
(Deeply Perceive
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Heart of the Flower. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Profound love exists without a motive, especially a selfish motive.
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Polyporus squamosus – Dryad’s Saddle (Mushroom growing upon a Tree). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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You can choose your friends but you can’t choose your reality. Either face reality as it really is or adhere to something false that will render you blind in the long run. That is the gist of it! (Facing reality as it really is involves looking without the accumulated past… involves not looking with what you were “taught.” Very few are willing or able to do that. To face reality as it really is involves there being no fear, no desire according to someone’s system and promises… involves looking very scientifically, but without hoarded conclusions and beliefs. Most feel naked and afraid without being clothed in accumulated beliefs, practices, methodologies, and conclusions.)
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Resting Fledgling. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Resting Fledgling. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Look deep within
for if you don’t
Blossoming will occur not
Unfold beyond conflict
for if you don’t
Timeless Passion will occur not
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Pistil, Stamen, Petals. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Pistil, Stamen, Petals. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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eternity is not an “over there”
it’s a “right here” (or nowhere)
wisdom is not merely a memorized quote
it is (beyond words and what all the sages wrote)
going deep joyfully transcends a six line poem
cow pies in sunny pastures bake where bovines roam
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Deep in the foliage.(1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Deep in the foliage.(2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: Just as true humility or love cannot be mechanically practiced, neither is there any real practice to discover truth. Discovering and living the truth is too profound and dynamic for it to merely come about by way of calculated practices. Real mindfulness and true meditation is being truly and profoundly alive (beyond mere methodology)… and no one on earth can, nor will they ever, practice being alive.
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At the Edges. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
At the Edges. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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His boss wanted to fire him because he was accused, by his coworkers, of moving at a snail’s pace.
“I realize that I’m a bit sluggish,” he exclaimed, while red with embarrassment.” He then said, “There are a lot of sluggards in my family, I know; we were brought up wrong, and some of us are trying our best to get out of the vicious spiral that we are in; please give me another chance.”
“Well, OK,” said his boss, with a straight face.
And so he happily continued in his job of cleaning the inside glass of aquariums… not once thinking that his job sucks.
[If you are still working for an employer, remember this little story, and realize that (in deep reflection) the observer may not be all that separate from the observed.]
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Red Ramshorn Snail. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Mankind needs to be far more gentle to this small, fragile planet!
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Wild Chicory. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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some minds are open
some minds closed
some are separated from the earth
some have deep roots within
some minds blossoming
some withering away
some sharing bright beauty
others darkly cruel
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African Daisy, opening. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
African Daisy, opening. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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One may not like this, but it is true: Instead of taking vacations with polluting cars and planes, it is far wiser — and much more compassionate for nature’s sake — to stay local and not pollute.
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After a shower. (But showers can’t clean up everything.) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Two Haiku Poems… one from the Japanese poet, Issa (year 1822) and one from my (elderly) self (who likes to preserve plum tree scraps)…
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1822
.梅見るや梅干爺と呼れつつ
ume miru ya umeboshi jijii to yobaretsutsu
viewing plum blossoms–
they call old men
pickled plums
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In the blossomed Spring
plum trees recognized themselves
taking photographs
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Plum Tree Blossoms. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Plum Tree Blossoms. (2) (Digital Color Pencil Rendition) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Do not lifelessly become merely what they want you to become; flower into something magically more true, unlimited, beautiful, and dynamic!
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Amazingly Different. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Do not merely make a meditative silence into something that is isolated and separate from noise in life. Be very careful in what you accept and do. In all probability, a separate silence that is cultivated, that is practiced at a special time or place, is a rather second-hand, merely learned, rather dead, kind of silence. Actual, profound silence is an effortless phenomenon that occurs without premeditation, beyond calculation, and beyond techniques involving time. As such it is a timeless phenomenon that may occur often, spontaneously throughout the day (without some separate controller “making it happen”), such as while one is walking, looking at nature, petting a dog or cat, or exercising. If it occurs at all, it occurs naturally, without any false effort expended by a supposed “center” or “controller” that is essentially a learned image (involving separation). It (i.e., such deep silence) is not something that is isolated from the rest of life. It is of life, in life; it permeates life, it flows with life. Real life is not something that is practiced; it is something that is lived. To manipulate the mind into some isolated silence may be like trying to catch the wind in a sealed bottle. Attempting to confine the wind in a separate, little, “special” space — called a bottle — may be rather ludicrous.
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On its way. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
On its way. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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As this is being read, is your posture correct? Correct posture is important, as is correct and orderly thinking.
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Turquoise Severum. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Turquoise Severum. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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I never left where I’ve always been
and I’ve always been where I never left
I never found what I always lost
and I always lost what I never found
I never thought where I’ve never been
and I’ve never been where thought never was
Where thought never was is where the real magic has always been
and the real magic has always been where thought never was
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Flowers and me. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Flowers and me. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Listening to the babbling of a beautiful, nature-filled brook… rather than the babbling of stuffy, old politicians…
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Babbling Brook. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Babbling Brook. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Compassion and profound awareness are not two separate things.
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Four Horned Jacob. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Four Horned Jacob. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
(Just a few days ago was the 150th anniversary of the night Abraham Lincoln was fatally shot by John Wilkes Booth.)
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the energy… it’s swirling,twirling
moving through the hand
of a man named Lincoln
some leader of a land
the play went on the gun was cocked
the killer took his aim
some say the twirling,whirling cells
could only move in vein
precise premonition lying listless
across a sordid balcony floor
as disbelief and shock called out
and raced through the narrow(minded) door
icy hatred’s revenge seldom is ever beautiful
as twirling life flows beyond perceptual range
warm grace lies beyond cold malice and vengeance
apprehension leaves,arrives, as the winds of change
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Stealth. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Stealth. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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If you are a diminutive jumping spider, by all means jump! Jumping is your life and calling card. If you are a human being, by all means jump with your legs and feet too (and exercise a lot). However, it would be prudent not to — like so many do — jump to conclusions. Jumping to conclusions often stifles the mind and often causes it to perceive things that are not legitimate and true. So many of us jump to conclusions. When we jump to conclusions… we are those conclusions. Being a conclusion may be rather dead and “unalive.” Go visit a cemetery; most of the people there (I’ll bet) probably came to conclusions! 😉
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Tiny Jumping Spider. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Tiny Jumping Spider. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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A furry ball, with legs,
mischievous, bandit-like,
omnivorous, curious, stalking,
walking in our area,
which is also his area,
our area,
his kind were here first,
in a way, we are the intruders,
bare-skinned, bipedal, tall,
like-wise mischievous, ape-like,
dangerous, stalking, stealing…
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Local Night Bandit. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Local Night Bandit. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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The whole realm of thinking is figurative, fragmentary, and of symbolic representations (that are conditioned). Don’t merely dwell in the field of the conditioned virtual. You can’t hug a concept of a child. Don’t — as so many do — mostly exist in (and “as”) symbols; symbols (as words and mental images) are mere tokens. Most, even when they look at the world, see with (and “as”) the patterns and symbols that they were taught. Look without separative symbols and learned images.
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Shadow of thinking. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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For the sacred to visit you and be palpable, your innocence must be discernible and unmistakable. That innocence must penetrate far beyond crude conventionality. That innocence stands alone and is different… not for the sake of being different, but because it perceives deeply beyond the ordinary.
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Open for business. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Open for business. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Truth (and the treasure) are not in your wallet… they’re in your heart.
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Probing for needed minerals. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Probing for needed minerals. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Open yourself to Spring
Let your mind blossom to unfold
Go beyond stale words and symbols
Look without that learned and stuffy past
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Open yourself. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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the world is but a flower
unfurling for an hour
and that hour is beautifully and infinitely long
as is the innocence of a little butterfly who can do no wrong
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Cabbage Butterfly. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Cabbage Butterfly. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Close to the dazzling ocean
I wanted to mentor them
each and every single,spraying drop
each and every friend
Inside the combative,clashing waves
I tried to comfort them
within endlessly flowing life currents
with end inside of begin
Deep within the winding forest
we shouted loud to them
but no human sounds were ever heard
nothing but bold,towering trees within
Inside each of the ever joyous trees
perennial,green life continues to grow
without neural networks of pain
without the need to know
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The journey is the destination. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
The journey is the destination. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Mr. Average walked along in his very average way.
Mr. Average — according to his father — was born on a very average day.
Mr. Average, when he was young, went to a very average school.
Mr. Average, when in class, was around average with the breaking of the rules.
Mr. Average, within his mind, partook in an average degree of thinking.
Mr. Average, regarding his eyes (each day) blinked with around the average blinking.
Mr. Average, like most everyone around, saw his self as being separate and apart.
Mr. Average, when shopping with his wife, was a typical shopper at his local Walmart.
Mr. Average, regarding his diet, ate all of the typical meat.
Mr. Average lived in a rather typical American suburb and lived on a typical street.
Mr. Average, regarding his shape and weight, was not excessively round.
Mr. Average, regarding his thoughts and feelings, never felt anything profound.
Mr. Average, throughout his life, worked at a very average job.
Mr. Average, regarding living things suffering, was never inclined to sob.
Mr. Average, as a father, sent all of his children to an average school.
Mr. Average had around the normal degree of anger… when someone would call him a fool.
Mr. Average uttered the typical saying as he uttered his very last breath.
Mr. Average, when they hurriedly buried him, was interred at around the average depth.
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An average Cemetery Beetle (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
An average Cemetery Beetle. (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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a microscopic mushroom
growing on a tree
is an umbrella for someone little
who is large with joy and free
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Micro-mushrooms in Moss. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Micro-mushrooms in Moss. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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we think we’re modern
but we’re not
we’re rather primitive and unrefined
and all the pundits in our world
don’t understand space and time
we think we’re free
but we’re not
our causes are all effects
and all the reactions that we’ll retake
are what spacetime already expects
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Pearl Crescent Butterfly. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Pearl Crescent Butterfly. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Your concept of “I” is not truly what dominates over your other supposedly subordinate (supposedly subservient) thoughts. All thoughts — including the concept of “I” (or that internal “me”) — are conditioned responses… and, as such, one does not (in reality) truly dominate over the others. Profound awareness and immense intelligence transcends conditioning (at least to some significant extent) and goes beyond the deep misconceptions that the aforementioned sentence suggests. Via erroneous (primitive) education, billions are saturated with such substantial misconceptions and delusions (of a “central controller”)… and this, in turn, causes much needless friction and deceit (within the brain) which often projects as additional disorder both within the brain and out from the brain. Better education could help to change things for the better. We, as a society, have a long way to go before we transcend out of very psychologically crude, primitive realms. True freedom lies not in the concept of free will, but in the daily, intelligent (method-free) understanding of the mind, which may allow one to actually joyfully exist (at times) beyond the limited field of total conditioning. With such freedom comes real goodness and order (beyond mere reactions).
(Added note: This is one fundamental reason why so very few, throughout the world — over time — have truly been enlightened. A process or technique developed or utilized by a fictitious center cannot ever find profound truth; the profound truth comes only when conditioning and needless conflict, friction, and deceit are dissipated… and not dissipated by some supposed central agent that is — in itself — a major result of ignorance and conditioning. For so many — for so long — it has been like throwing water to drowning people in order to save them!)
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Jumping spider in Lily. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Jumping spider in Lily. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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That sacred intelligence — the all-pervading energy — must affect men in profound ways that are evident to those who intelligently inquire!
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Little Nymph. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Little Nymph. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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He was totally (and repeatedly) bored by the things he saw…
because within his brain was a putrid, stagnant, significant flaw.
She is joyfully thrilled by the majestic things she sees…
because her mind transcends the musty past like a wise, cleansing spring breeze.
Life is sadly monotonous only if one’s mind becomes rather stale and dead.
Look at things anew… with childlike, fresh rejuvenation instead!
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[Excerpts from the ancient Gospel of Thomas:
Jesus said, “If your leaders say to you, ‘Look, the (Father’s) kingdom is in the sky,’ then the birds of the sky will precede you. If they say to you, ‘It is in the sea,’ then the fish will precede you. Rather, the (Father’s) kingdom is within you and it is outside you.
When you know yourselves, then you will be known, and you will understand that you are children of the living Father. But if you do not know yourselves, then you live in poverty, and you are the poverty.”
His disciples said to him, “When will the kingdom come?”
Jesus said, “It will not come by waiting for it. It will not be a matter of saying ‘here it is’ or ‘there it is.’ Rather, the kingdom of the father is spread out upon the earth, and men do not see it.”
Rabbit… where’d you put the keys, girl? (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Rabbit… where’d you put the keys, girl? (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Grace is decency, consideration, compassion, and goodwill towards all. Grace is enjoying life and not harming it!
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Male Yellow-bellied Sapsucker. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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The whole world was a book
that I had read…
Or did it read me?
The whole rainbow was a look
of what eye held red…
Or did red hold me?
The whole time was a while
that I had lived in…
Or was time what was me?
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Lady(bug) in Red. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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True meditation is never what one can decide to do. Real meditation is only done without will, without mere knowledge, calculation, and methodology. If will, calculation, and methodology are involved, something may be happening… but it is not true meditation. Any uncouth person under the sun can purchase a yoga mat, sit on it perfectly (statuesque) still with legs crossed, and proudly say that they are “meditating.” However, real meditation is too dynamic, living, profound, and immense to be what can be brought about by some inane, calculated, copied procedure. What is truly dynamic and beyond a cause/effect continuum cannot (ever) be brought about as a mere “result” of some man-made patterns or practices. Thinking otherwise is foolish… and, unfortunately, there are plenty of foolish entities out there.
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Blossoming. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Blossoming. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Monday, the atheist, didn’t feel that Wednesday ever existed, but Tuesday feels a closeness to Wednesday that Monday can’t understand.
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Looking for Wednesday. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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You were
green with envy
and those big, greedy eyes — of course — were
a large part of the reason why.
And those massive, attentive ears of yours,
upon your knees,
were nature’s way of letting you stand up to what you hear
about yourself.
When you passed by that radiant tile
and reflectively peered at yourself,
you vainly realized
that you were
the most beautiful
Katy(that ever)did.
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(Note: Katydids actually do have hearing mechanisms on their front leg — knee — areas; this affords their narrow bodies with wide, stereoscopic hearing. This better, stereoscopic hearing aids greatly in locating prey and in evading predators.)
Beautiful Katy! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Beautiful Katy! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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At night — instead of dreaming inane dreams — let the mind be still, calm, and silent. The function of dreaming is to resolve issues that occurred during the day, so as to put the brain in order. Desires, fears, and problems all play their part in causing dreams in the brain to occur. The brain needs order… and, if it is not fully orderly during the day, dreams often occur primarily to help order to occur within (and “as”) the brain. However, if one is very attentive, aware, and sagacious throughout the day, then dreams become unnecessary. If, throughout the day, the mind is aware without needless conflict and friction — and without crass separation from the perceptions that take place — then the mind may be orderly and whole. Then, there is no need for petty, superficial dreams to bring order, for order has occurred throughout the day and there are no significant problems or fears to resolve during sleep. So a mind that is really whole, wise, orderly, and insightful, rarely dreams. If it eats some unusual or spicy foods, that may trigger some physiological reactions that cause some superficial dreaming; otherwise dreaming rarely, if ever, occurs. Then the mind can wake up really rested… not having had to struggle with unresolved conflicts, fears, and problematic patterns. At night, a truly orderly mind goes beyond patterns, friction, and self-fabricated images… and is truly resting and not wasting energy; and such a mind accomplishes such things during sleep because it often acts that way (as deep order) throughout the day. Then there is no disorder to “carry over” into the night; then there is no disorder to resolve with (and “as”) superficial dreams.
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Mayfly Study. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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Love has no boundaries
Love is joyous life
Love makes little pollution
Love is not conformity
Love is beyond separation
Love does not hate
Love illuminates the truth
Love has no jealousy
Loves helps the needy
Love does not kill
Love is beyond words
Love protects its fledglings
Love is the whole
Love doesn’t crave power
Love brings life’s mysteries
Love is eternity unfolding
Love is ever renewing
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Not separate. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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