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Insights or Non- (Part 9)

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Imperishable insight is life that perceives its true reality (far beyond the limited, dead norm). 

If you try to anchor the ship of your mind in the supposedly safe harbor of orthodox security (i.e., traditional beliefs)… you’ll stay shallow and never go deep.

The wise mind goes beyond constant symbolic thinking; it does not necessarily always need to be recognizing things as it was taught.

The watery pool of the astute, reflective mind must be still to mirror the absolute truth.  A mere agitated mind, merely full of turbulence and turmoil, reflects nothing.

To a truly wise mind, many supposedly tantalizing sensations are rather trivial and somewhat meaningless… because a truly wise mind is content in itself, not needing extraneous stimuli to (eventually) make it happy.

Movements can claim to be solid entities.  Mere reactions can claim to have freedom.  Few truly evolve.

 

 

Nature’s Bounty … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

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Well

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Well, it’s a good thing
          that matter solidifies as it does 
          and a miraculous thing that water flows at it does
          and a wonderful thing that 
          the earth is just the right distance from the sun
          and a crappy thing that
          mankind pollutes the
          skies and the oceans

 

 

 

Sweat Bee Study … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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They Better Not Try To Fool My Heart

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They better not try to fool my heart
because they’d be wasting their time
There are plenty of other lost causes out there
whom they can easily fool

They better not try to harden my heart
because they’d be pounding on the wrong chest
There are endless cold cadavers around the globe
who would gladly help with the cruel beating

They better not pave the path to “truth”
because i have seen where their deception leads to
There are plenty of eager path-makers out there
though no path in time ever leads to the timeless

 

 

Shadow of a doubt … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

 

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Lenses

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Plenty of lenses to see 
      what seeing has to offer
 Plenty of directions
      to move as life’s parameters

Will wholeness see
      or merely the fragments?

 

 

 

Black Horse Fly Eye Study … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

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Recent Environmental News

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(From news clippings from the Sierra Club that we belong to and donate to…)

 

 

A school groundskeeper who says his non-Hodgkin lymphoma was caused by Monsanto’s Roundup herbicide is awarded $289 million by a San Francisco jury.

Atmospheric CO2 levels are higher than they have been in 800,000 years.

July in Death Valley is the hottest month ever recorded on Earth, with an average Temperature of 108 F.  In parts of Japan it was 106 F, a new national record.

Fossil fuel companies have spent nearly $2 billion since the year 2000, lobbying the government not to take action on climate change, outspending climate activists by a factor of 10 to one.

Reductions in air pollution from coal-fired power plants, automobiles, and manufacturing are offset by increased pollution from wildfires.

Russian hackers seek the ability to disrupt the U.S. electrical grid.

Two-thirds of Republicans believe that humans are causing climate change and that we should do something about it but don’t speak out because they assume their GOP peers are climate skeptics.

As the population of rural Japan shrinks, bears move into towns. Drought causes emus to invade a town in Australia’s outback. Goats run wild in Boise. 

French crows are being trained to pick up cigarette butts and other litter.

Pleistocene worms that were frozen in Siberia’s permafrost for 42,000 years are brought back to life.

North Atlantic waters are too warm to cool nuclear power plants in Norway and Finland, leading some to shut down.

 

 

Fall Splendor … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

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Mankind

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Mankind must take the kind
in “Mankind” and be a lot kinder
to nature.

 

 

Widow Dragonfly … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Hell

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from Kobayashi Issa (c. 1818):

“Never forget:
We walk on hell,
gazing at flowers.”

 


from Thomas Peace:

 

One of the problems about hell
is that most who are in it
do not realize that they are in it.
One of the problems of hell
is that a few in it
(realizing they are in it)
are not listened to or
understood by those
in it (not realizing they are in it).
Who in the hell has
all of the right answers?
Nobody!

 

 

Ant on Stella Daylily … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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To wake up unaware

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        To wake up unaware
remaining unaware
is a pseudo-blissful ignorance
which lasts lifetimes
until
it is 
                                 far
too late
to bury
the sealed
casket of
hell

 

 

 

Wild Grain Happening … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Looking vs. Seeing

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Looking is easy.  Anyone can (and anyone does) do just that.  They can easily look at separate things…. things at a distance.   But seeing is another matter.  Seeing — real seeing — involves perception beyond all of that separation that you genetically inherited over eons of time (i.e., generations of experiences) or obtained from storing what was personally learned; it exists beyond what was gathered from accumulated learning.  Seeing is not from accumulation; it surpasses and is phenomenally much more than what mere accumulation can offer.  Most people look at what they were taught to recognize.  Seeing cuts through barriers, surpassing them.  Seeing puts the unfeeling, obtuse notion of “me” separate from “everything else” aside.  But a lot of people are afraid to feel.  They don’t have the courage or the moxie to feel.  Real perception melts away the self and allows compassion to flower (beyond a dead consciousness).  Real living involves real seeing… real perception.

Looking is easy.  People, who merely look, throw bombs.  Real perception — instead — is deeply compassionate.

Don’t be just anyone.

 

 

Silver-Spotted Skipper with extending proboscis … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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But if all haves

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But if all haves
      could seldom
see
      past twisted crime
maybe some living compassion
                                           could
free some dead slaves
      from
time

 

 

 

Stink Bugs Feeding from Petiolar Glands (that emit nectar) from Wild Chamaecrist fasciculata Plant. (It was Linda, ‘shoreacres’,  who found out just what these strange sections of the plants were… regarding an earlier article/posting we had on them.   Note how the bug is using its proboscis to feed from the gland of the plant. )   … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Night Sky and the Stars of the Universe on the Butterfly’s Wings…

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Between)the great purchase 
    of life’s parameters,
    the price was everything
    while the cost was nothing…
    and we had plenty of nothing to give,
    since it constituted everything,
    (such as the space between 
    protons and electrons)
    which seems to begin
    to sum up the whole thing.
    Just don’t squabble about the price,
    since it cost you nothing(while
    rattling in pockets
    is change

 

 

 

 

Southern Cloudy Wing Skipper … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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one little here

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one little here
looking to there
another little how
moving past now

 

 

 

Bumble Bee hurriedly flying to Wild Purple Loosestrife … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Insights or Non- (Part 8)

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It’s no mere coincidence that a narrow-minded brain can only see partially.  Look with wide eyes.

Plurality won the referendum over “holistic insight and oneness” (because unity had insufficient votes).

If you were duped by miseducation and are cut off from the whole of life… then you don’t mind being indifferent to (or to be malevolently maltreating) “others.”

Don’t fall for all of the insincere claptrap which propaganda-oriented news and which commercialism provide; be an oasis from society’s calamity.

If you seek the truly unknown via a system or formula, you will have remained in the “known” patterns and methodologies of others.   

This isn’t a fly-by-night universe (after all); what each of us does has infinite implications/consequences.

 

 

 

 

Mushroom Umbrella (with dew) … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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On Timelessness

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One must put up barriers to keep oneself in time.

 

 

Wild Chicory … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Puff Ball Fairy

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Puff Ball Fairy,
    when you floated past,
    ever so gracefully,
    ever so enchantingly,
    i was, at once, captivated
    by your spell.
As you gently floated away,
    i, with camera in hand,
    wished you would return
    so that i could capture
    some of your mysterious beauty.
Alas!  You granted my wish
    and again floated nearby,
    alighting on a simple leaf.
Thank you, Puff Ball Fairy,
    and may we meet again
    someverymagicaltime in sweet eternity.

 

 

 

Puff Ball Fairy … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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The day we kissed

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the favor.
The day we kissed everything,
everything kissed us back,
and
since
we are everything,
we
returned

 

 

Kissing Mushrooms … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Separation, habitual dominance, and wholeness…

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We so habitually separate.  We, psychologically, separate the perceiver from “that which is perceived” so readily, so habitually, just as we were taught… and just as primitive conflicting, opposing factors (over eons) have dictated.  Time, additionally, is separated.  Of course, chronologically, actual physical time (in many, limited respects) has sections, but we, psychologically, almost constantly live in (and “as”) the past, as learned (stored) symbols, words, and concepts (of the past) that we constantly use (and are protrusions of what was poured into us).  What is projected internally (psychologically) is what we are (i.e., what we actually are) fundamentally.  If we remain in the old and limited, we remain old (internally) and limited.  Even our concepts about the future are extensions of past accumulated (old) symbols/patterns.  (Even when we think that we often live in the present, we — in actuality — do not.)

One can’t choose to perceive correctly… any more than one can choose to be wise or choose to be a genius.  Choice and will are not keys to vast understanding.  Understanding takes place when limited perception and fragmentation are not dominating factors.  Will and choice are crude extensions of limited fragmentation; the chooser separating himself (or herself) from the choice is a mere continuity of primitive, illusory, fragmentary opposites.  When fragmentation and limited perception no longer dominate, then there is a wholeness that is not the result of a mold or a mere blueprint.

 

 

 

Wildflower Flower Pods … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018 .JPG

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This

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This if
to never
and never
to twice
when found
came then
and no
cried yes

In new
was always
and discover
climbed find
while was
wasn’t truth
and poetry
became mind

 

 

Swallowtail Caterpillar … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Sacrosanct

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An indelible, sacred energy
that rarely visits…

Its immensity surpasses all
things within the world of the
opposites.

Though ineffable, it is the real flame beyond
all of the smoke,
the true light beyond all shadows.
Do not take my word for it.
Find out!

 

 

 

Looper Moth on Clover Flower … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Beyond Political Quagmires

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It’s a wonderful day
to look beyond the crime of politics
and, instead, perceive things without measure,
while realizing that simple, pure things are
(the only real treasure).

 

 

 

Common Blue … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Responsibility and Love

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When there is the negation of what order and love are not, perhaps love will be there.  There is no “you” that wills that negation, for the very self itself (i.e., the “I” or the “me”) must be part of that negation… not merely controlling it from (or “as”) a distance.  Of course, we are not suggesting harm to the body in any way; such harm would not entail love.  Love is not merely measurable (i.e., not merely of measure), so one cannot merely “know” that one has it.  Thinking and time are of measure and a mind that is merely caught up in thinking and measurement (in and “as” time) cannot love deeply (though it can easily think that it can).  Clinging to an isolated concept of “me” (apart from all of life) requires distance and a measurement of opposites.  Psychological distance and measurement create the “I” and the “I” would not exist without such psychological distance and measurement.

A lot of people say “I love you” very easily (as if one knows that one “has” it… as if it entails an absolute separate subject and object).  Is there really an “I” that is separate from what the whole world is?  Is there really an isolated “you” — that is looking from a (learned) distance, an accumulated psychological space — that is separate from what the whole world is?  Psychological separation, isolation, and conflict depend upon limited thought/thinking, and without limited thought/thinking, such separation wouldn’t exist.  

Our minds are often so very distorted and not whole.  The grocery stores, these days, are chock-full of fragmented, over-processed, pseudo-foods.  And, in the United States, for example, there is more obesity and more cancer (and strange, deleterious syndromes popping up) than ever before.  Too few of us eat real, whole foods like our grandparents did; we assimilate garbage both mentally and gustatorily, and we don’t mind being normal (and swallowing it all) one bit.  

 

 

 

Yellow Tiger Swallowtail Butterfly … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Enlightenment

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While it occurs
one feels
a trillion times
more alive than
one has ever felt
before

Afterward
one doesn’t forget
the answer to the question
of whether the
immeasurably sacred
exists
or not

 

 

Lichen on Tree Branch … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Pinocchio

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Pinocchio
            you’ve told so many duplicitous lies
            in your disingenuous politician style 
            it makes me wonder 
            if your incredible nose 
            could possibly grow
            even longer

 

 

Boll Weavil (but at least it’s not voting to destroy the environment) … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Halloween Dream Time (Part 2)

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The skull of my face
      is back again
      to pull you in
      as such a friend

The face of my skull
      with all its might
      will wrap you up
      and squeeze you tight

 

 

Tiger Spider Argiope trifasciata (revisiting) … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

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U.S. Halloween Fright

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(NOTE:  The following poem is not against voting; it is opposed to voting by people who are easily duped and who turn their backs on the environment.)

 

This from the witch
          of the stir from the brew
          whose Halloween terror
          came flying for you

She brings you bloody terror
          wrinkled skin and loss of hair
          and all the rats and spiders cheer
          as she circles the air

But all the ugly terror
          that she drapes as the night
          doesn’t equal the brainwashed zombies
          soon to vote with all their might

 

 

 

Halloween Wolf Spider … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Insights or Non- (Part 7)

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Don’t be a second-hand, hodgepodge mix of what others (in your life) programmed you to be; perceive directly, without mere conditioning/reaction.

Quixotic, extremely idealistic behavior is often based on dead, old patterns; look at life afresh, without dead blueprints.

Don’t merely pigeonhole others with an old, categorizing-oriented brain; perceive with fresh and lucid eyes.

Many of us take immaculate care of our overly fancy cars while we guzzle sugar, starch, alcohol, and processed foods like there’s no tomorrow.

To habitually take refuge in old-fashioned beliefs may be like finding protection in a rainstorm by depending on an old, torn, metal umbrella. 

Roses are red and violets are blue… wake up and realize that what you perceive is you.

 

 

 

Female Monarch Butterfly … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Another Halloween Visitor

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I’m a bit scary
but I’m not nearly as scary
as American politics

 

 

 

Another Halloween Spider … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Meditation

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Merely sitting on your can
with eyes closed
with legs crossed
while supposedly “controlling ‘your’ thoughts from a distance”
(in order to get something)
is not it.

 

 

 

Fruit-fly on a small leaf … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Ghosts and Goblins Month…

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Spiders weave strings of time
   between then and there
   Tonight, dangle as dream

Zip up and down
   crocheting the fabric of seem
   Tonight, enter scream

 

 

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In reality, Elongate Long-Jawed Orb Weavers are not at all dangerous.   People who turn their backs on the environment (and who vote for those that do) are what is extremely dangerous.

 

Elongate Long-jawed Orb Weaver … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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The Story of Lo Zu and the Atheist … (Another short Lo Zu tale)

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The elderly Lo Zu was sitting on a huge fallen log next to a beautiful pond that was not far from the village.  A much younger man, who was an atheist, came by and said to him, “Many people in the area say that you are a great wise man, a holy man, but if there is no God, then you are not a holy man, you are nothing.”

Lo Zu invited the man to sit next to him on the large, fallen log, which he did.  Then Lo Zu, said (while smiling), “We two can agree on one thing; I am nothing.”  

“Then there is no God,” the man pronounced with confidence.

Lo Zu then said, “‘God’, for most everyone, is an image (or series of images) that they have learned.  (They will insist that it is something much more than absorbed images.)  To these images, they associate power, dominance, kindly (special) protection, fatherliness, and unlimited knowledge.  However, these images (and their associative emotions) are self-protrusions of thought/thinking.”

“And so not anything real?” asked the man.

Lo Zu then said, “The sign on the road, just outside of town, that has the name of the town upon it, is not the town.  If someone steals the sign, they are not stealing the town.  If someone wants to visit the town, they do not crawl up the sign.  Additionally, to really be sure that the town is there, one must visit the town.”

“I see what you are getting at,” said the man.  “So, you are suggesting that one, such as you, can visit God.”

“Not really,” said Lo Zu.  “If one, through supposed will and choice, decides to visit ‘God,’ one is visiting one’s own learned images, one’s own learned thoughts and strong emotions associated with such thoughts.  Such a ‘visiting’ is usually a self-deluding form of acquisition that involves greed.” 

“So there is no real God,” the man insisted.

“Jumping to conclusions,” Lo Zu suggested, “may be as foolish as worshipping mere self-fabricated symbols, mere signs.   A strong belief that there is no God may be as superficial and primitive as a strong belief that there is a God.  Holistic perception inquires (without accumulated patterns) into what might be sacred; it inquires with a passion that surpasses beliefs of any kind (and actually finds out).”   

“So what are you saying?” the visitor queried.

Lo Zu replied, “I am saying that I will not encourage you to worship or to cling to any symbols of power, any symbols of divinity.  Worshiping self-created or learned images, that one projects (from what one absorbed from others), is similar to worshipping parts of oneself.  It may be that the true answer has to come to you.  (It cannot merely be visited, like an ordinary town.) The true answer is probably rather unapproachable, but that may be a real key; conclusions, accumulated images, and greed cannot expose it.  It is beyond foolish grasping.  The internal images of self are nothing when foolishness ceases.  When all of the windows are open and the room is not filled with garbage… only then can the breeze, perhaps, flow through.”

With that, Lo Zu stood up and began walking with his meandering cane and said,  “We must go; we see someone carrying a heavy burden and we will help them with it, to a certain point.  You can come along also… unless you prefer to remain stuck where you are.”

 

 

 

Bumblebee covered with Golden Pollen … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Fungal Egg Nests

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fungal eggs aplenty 
ready to bounce into sweet life
far from all of the utter madness

 

 

 

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Per Michael Kuo (0nline):

These odd and fascinating little fungi look for all the world like tiny birds’ nests. The fruiting bodies form little cuplike nests which contain spore-filled eggs. The nests are called “peridia” (“peridium” in the singular), and serve as splash cups; when raindrops strike the nest, the eggs (called “peridioles”) are projected into the air, where they latch onto twigs, branches, leaves, and so on. What exactly happens next is not completely clear, but eventually the spores are dispersed from the egg. They then germinate and create mycelia, which eventually hook up with other mycelia and produce more fruiting bodies.

 

Bird-nest Cup Fungi  (each one was around 5mm in diameter)… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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A Poem of Bits and Pieces

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When this poem was being written
we asked for help
from the Gods of Creativity
but they were all on vacation

The only one at home 
was the God of Waste and Rubbish
and so this poem reeks like garbage

By the way
the God of Waste and Rubbish
is also the God of environmentally negligent
American politics

 

 

 

Tomenose Burying Beetle in Halloween Colors (These beetles eat rubbish and carrion) … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Halloween Dream Time (Part 1)…

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At the very bottom of my gorgeous face
      you may see what looks like a dreadful mouth
      and a little above that
      a large nose
      and a little above that
      two glaring eyes

And if you happen to be
      one of the lucky ones
      who is able to see these things
      then I will crawl into
      your midnight dream
      and come again 
      around Halloween
      to get a taste
      of your warm bloodstream

 

 

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These Tiger Spiders, Argiope trifasciata, are very large and are common web-weavers in our Illinois area.  They are so common in our Illinois area (in the fall) that i have — during nature photography outings — gotten used to inadvertently walking into their webs and having them crawling on me.  They, in reality, are perfectly harmless and get off of me (on their own) before i need to bother to remove them myself.  However, they are not harmless to grasshoppers and — nevertheless, during this U.S. holiday season — they may be visiting you tonight!   Lots of them!    

Tiger Spider (Argiope trifasciata) … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Insights or Non- (Part 6)…

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The dichotomy between the “perceiver” and “that which is perceived,” is essentially (psychologically) illusory and nonexistent.   

To overlook and ignore others is to be partially dead psychologically — as so many are — while one merely concentrates on a small point, called “me.”

Forget what everyone taught you about life and death; go out, sit with nature, and look at everything as if for the first time.

Peace will never come as long as each of us belongs to some separative group.

If to be typically human is to abide by commercialism and to pollute the planet… then we need to become superhuman (and green).

To function all of one’s life in predictable, knee-jerk reactions of self-projected selfishness is safe, easy, comfortable… but also, unfortunately, dead.

 

 

 

Aphids up close … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Cuddling with our Animal Friends

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Many of my fellow bloggers
     have a close and wonderful
     relationship with the animals
     in their lives
     (whom they often photograph)…
     such as Scifi, Francis, Curious Introvert, 
     67steffen, and others, with their dogs;
     others with their cats,
      Linda with her pet-like squirrels,
      and others with their cuddly pets.
     So i tried to get close to one
     of my sweet photography subjects,
     a wonderful wasp.
     It stung the hell out of me!

 

 

 

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I was just kidding about the sting… but i was so close to it that i could have kissed it!   🙂
I did get stung by a wasp (while just walking along by the riverside) a number of days after taking this photo, but i am so impervious to bee and wasp stings — i don’t even swell up whatsoever — that it meant nothing to me.  

Not so friendly wasp … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

 

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The Story of Lo Zu and the Dog Chasing its Own Tail (Another short Lo Zu tale)

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Lo Zu, after one of his frequent walks into the fields and wooded areas of nature, came walking into the village.  He stopped to rest for a while and leaned on his sinuous pole, his meandering cane; nearby, a small group of men, all of them sitting together, continued to repeatedly laugh hysterically.

Lo Zu realized that they were laughing at the fact that a nearby dog was repeatedly chasing its own tail.  Lo Zu continued to walk again and came closer to the men who were laughing.  He heard one of them say, “That dog is really ignorant!”  All of them, except Lo Zu, continued to laugh at the dog as it continued to chase its own tail.

Lo Zu turned to face the sitting men and said, “It is so easy to come to conclusions; conclusions that are wrong.”  Lo Zu further went on, “That dog could chase that cat that is a little way down the road, but cats can quickly scratch and the dog could easily get a gravely injured eye.   Likewise, the dog could chase after that man walking across the street.  However, the man could kick the dog or throw something at it, injuring it.  Instead, the dog takes the prudent approach and, for great exercise, chases its own tail.  A most intelligent animal!  I, myself, walk daily to the meadows and woods to enjoy the sweet butterflies and creatures; therefore I get quite a bit of exercise.  I see that dog exercising ‘most every day also.  Sometimes I see it chasing butterflies, which is also a very wise and safe form of exercising.  Exercising often is great intelligence.  I see you men sitting around here a lot each and every day.  Do any of you exercise?”

“Not really,” said one of the men.  (The men were no longer laughing.)

“I didn’t think so,” replied Lo Zu.  He further added, “The beginning of this doglike life always chases its own end; let the dog be your teacher.”

 

 

 

Black Swallowtail on Thistle Plant … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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An Approaching Halloween Dream will Be You Tonight…

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A Halloween colored dream
came swimming beyond scream
and then a cruel green witch flew by
if you know what i mean

 

 

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One of our pet Koi Angelfish:

Fire Red Koi Angelfish … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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(In this Halloween Month of October) You Are What You Eat!

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Here’s a cozy little poem for you in this Halloweenish time of year:

 

Sleep well tonight my little darlings
    Here’s a little factoid to dream about tonight…
Scientists say that people 
    during sleep
each swallow an average of 
    around 8 spiders yearly

A nice warm dark moist place to visit
   Bon Appetit!   

 

 


It’s not little spiders that will really harm you and your children, it’s miseducated, traditional, ordinary people who let the environment go to hell.

 

 

Spider on Wildflower … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Life is not a game…

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Life is not a game.  Too many of us go through life as if the mission is to be totally entertained.  Most people are afraid of death, yet they may not have ever truly lived.   Very many people assume that they are alive.  To go through existence merely imitating others and spewing out what was poured into one by society… may not be “living” whatsoever.  It is so easy to conform.  It is so easy to just fit in the machine and be another cog in the wheel.  Only a very few have been visited by that timeless energy that enraptures and transcends consciousness.

To inquire — to really inquire — into whether or not the sacred exists, takes great passion, great profundity.  A stagnant, indifferent mind could not do it; stagnation and indifference make the actual answer all the more elusive, for the answer lies beyond limitation.  To find the true answer necessitates that the mind be of considerable order and completeness.  An incomplete mind is never fully alive, never fully whole.  

The world has far too many seeds (of consciousness) that have never sprouted, that have never really begun growing.  The answer is immeasurable and cannot be communicated about via mere fragments/words/symbols/patterns.   The minds of most people consist largely of mere fragments/words/symbols/patterns.

We can change.

 

 

Green Grasshopper on his favorite leaf … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Poem for Wifey…

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When we two
        met
it was the most
        enchanting, beautiful thing
        and it still is
We were destined to be
        togetheryou
        see

 

Torenia Summer Wave Violet … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

 

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Flower

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This isn’t one of those fake
       flowers
       all artificial
It is a growing (yard-flower)
       of life
It doesn’t have artificial
       bottle-sprayed
       drops
They are genuine drops
       from the 
       crying skies

What is important
       is not in 
       the pictures you take
       or the money you make
What is important
       is to be
       someone who is 
       not artificial
       and not someone 
       stuck there to be yanked
       from strings by
       mediocrity

 

 

Bellis Pompomette … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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I’m a Vegetarian but…

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Many whom i know eat meat.
Some of them have two legs,
some of them have eight.  

 

 

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NOTE:   Now and then, since October is the month of Halloween here in the U.S., i will likely post a few more spider photos than usual; not that spiders are really all that “scary” but that people associate them with Halloween (which is kind of fun and silly at the same time).   🙂

 

 

Spider with Prey … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Insights or Non- (Part 5)

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True wisdom has great wholeness, expanse, and vastness; indifference is of limitation and is confined.

Often dying psychologically to “thinking” is alive, harmless, and highly intelligent.  Constantly reacting as mere symbolic thoughts is cadaverous.

Ignorance often does not recognize its own ignorance.  Wisdom often goes unnoticed and unappreciated by those who have little wisdom.  

Nonsensical behavior often makes excuses.  Behavior that is prudent is honest and compassionate.

Many need to make-believe about some heaven or magical domain in the future (that was fabricated by make-believers); escaping what “actually is” is ignorance. (The aforementioned words are not at all meant to deny true eternity or sacredness.)

Wisdom naturally goes beyond superficial values and superficial behaviors.  

 

 

 

Silver-Spotted Skipper Butterfly Up Close … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

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This is the Poem that came out of the grave

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This is the poem 
that came out of the grave
to tell you what death is.

Everyone has avoided the answer
but here is the answer:

Death is indifference;
Death is mental fragmentation;
Death is accepting immorality;
Death is accepting mortality;
Death is belonging to separatist organizations that
one thinks are “right,” 
and death is the limited space surrounded by boundaries.

 

 


It is very rare to see two Ambush Bugs together with a victim like this.  

Two Ambush Bugs with their Bumble Bee victim on Thistle Plant … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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What the Finger Said…

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One finger said
to the other finger,
“I want to be close to you!”
The other finger said,
“I feel that we two are
very close.”
Then they passionately wrapped around
each other intertwining.
A somewhat distant finger (away from
the other two) pointedly said,
“You two seem as if you were made for each other!”

Then, after a considerable time, fingers
of a supposedly separate 
hand jealously came attacking,
and total war broke out.

A real fact is that,
in war,
the winners are the losers.  

 

 

Illinois Meadow Wildflower … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

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We’ll Miss You Gab

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You were the best dog ever
and you are with us always
Most people don’t have a clue
about what eternity really entails
but we don’t have that problem

 

 

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Our wonderful, little dog, Gabby (who was over 16 years old), passed away on Monday.   Marla and i really miss her!   Since we don’t have human children, this hits us especially hard.  That little sweetie was perfect in every way.   
We still have a number of other pets, including a Miniature Dachshund, Lola, (who is also quite a sweetie).  

 

Gabby … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Beyond Limited

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Let’s pull some forever out of a hat
      mail a kind letter back to oneself
and sit again wisely where always sat

Allow tears to flow back into red eyes
      and dream again of flying as a child
beyond cold gravity… blue skies

 

 

 

Getting ready to fly… Male Clouded Sulpher Butterfly … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Insights or Non- (Part 4)

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Silence is not an achievement that is the result of your reaction;  true silence is when conflict ends.  

Lucid, insightful wisdom doesn’t take time… but sequential, symbolic thought does.

Compassion isn’t the left arm hating the right arm and thinking it is separate.

John Lennon was right:   “Living is easy with eyes closed… misunderstanding all you see.”

Each of us is responsible for getting oneself and the world right.  Oneself includes — and is — the world.

Don’t think with a prefabricated mind, with a handmedown, archaic mentality; look at things beyond the ways you were taught.  

 

 

Wood Boring Crane Fly … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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4mm Aphids on a Wild Burr Cucumber Plant

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Our diminutive world
is far different from your “big” world
but we are doing pretty darn good 

 

 


4mm Aphids living upon a Wild Burr Cucumber Plant.

Small Aphids on a Wild Burr Cucumber Plant … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

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What are they feeding us?

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They provided us with delectable ideas

which our minds assimilated like gluttons.
We, of course, became hungry for more.
Our ravenous appetites drove us
to the next serving… and to the next.
One palatable idea after another
is what we craved; anything other
than facing the starvation of the
emptiness within.
True intelligence can only, for a
limited time, feast on the illusions they
provide.  After

that limitation is reached, real
sustenance breaks free beyond
their insipid inedibilities.
Will habit continue to feast on delicacies
of disorder?  Even the supermarkets are
full of the artificial.
It’s good to eat healthy, whole,
nourishing food.
It’s not so good to allow oneself
to be conditioned to merely
swallow a lot of mindless crap.

 


[Note:  These are not the kind of eggs that you can purchase at the supermarket.  These are 1 millimeter insect eggs on a leaf.   Note the orderly patterns in which they were laid.]

Tiny insect eggs on a leaf… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018