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Barney the Bullheaded Bullfrog

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When Barney, the bulky, bullheaded Bullfrog
decided to take up residence under my car tire,
i told him politely, “Barney, that is quite a perilous spot
at which you can — most definitely — easily expire.”

Barney just sat there without a trembling twitch
and said, “You sure are a very worrisome bloke;
i can assure you, most greenheartedly,
that we brave Bullfrogs are, indubitably, not afraid to croak.”

Then i realized that all of my careful cautions and
pale-lectures would not cause Barney to fearfully quiver,
so i grabbed his humongous, bullheaded, brown-old butt
and — despite his slimy objections — threw him into the river.

Barney the Bullheaded Bullfrog by my car tire. … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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Third Time’s a Charm… (i.e., further adventures of our very diligent Ant friend)

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With this third time of me bringing fresh meat to
the Colony,
i am sure to finally get the recognition that
i deserve.
Hopefully, i will be promoted up the ranks
and will be remembered as “The Great Provider” by
the Colony.
(All of this voluminous Beetle Meat is tough to
move, by the way!)
I will persevere and
will get this wonderful bounty to
the Colony.

Goodness! I keep hearing the huge, bipedal ape up above,
with his camera, singing the following song to me:

“Getting to know you
Getting to know all about you
Getting to like you
Getting to hope you like me…”





Hauling Beetle Meat to the Colony. … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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On the Precocious Mantis and the Ominous, Hideous Creature…

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Walking just walking along 
gingerly and slowly swaying 
waltzing alien-like from leaf to leaf

Stalking just stalking along
stick-like & Oh so lean
happily wondering whom next i can eat

Suddenly out of nowhere
a huge ominous creature appears
thrusting a blackish lens-thing right up to me

In a flash, I quickly leap away
and am so very glad
that the huge hideous creature didn’t eat me

 

 


[Note:  This photo was taken about a month ago.   This was the first  Praying Mantis that i’ve seen this summer; it was young, just around 3cm long.  And, yes — with blackish lens-thing macro camera in hand —  i am the ominous, hideous creature.  (You must admit, we ominous, hideous creatures are pretty huge.)]

 

 

Young Praying Mantis (praying that I don’t eat him) … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

 

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Sleeping White Tail Dragonfly

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What prey are you dreaming about
tonight, my adroit, winged friend?
What shifting air currents
are floating through your
fulfilled, slumbering mind?

 


[Note:  I was in the woods taking nature pictures and stayed quite awhile.  It started getting dark and as i was leaving i saw a White Tail Skimmer Dragonfly landing low in some wild plants on the forest floor, fortunately.  I knew that that meant it was preparing for sleep (there).  I waited a bit — for it to really dose off —  and then i slowly moved in to photograph it.  Poison ivy was all around me!  Please note how they wrap their legs around plants while in sleep; this stance affords stability for possible upcoming windy conditions.]

 

 

Sleeping White Tail Skimmer Dragonfly … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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What Makes the Muskrat Guard His Musk?

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What makes a King out of a slave?
Courage! What makes the flag on the mast to wave?
Courage! What makes the elephant charge his tusk, in the misty mist or the dusky dusk?
What makes the muskrat guard his musk?
Courage! What makes the sphinx the seventh wonder?
Courage! What makes the dawn come up like thunder?
Courage! What makes the Hottentot so hot? What puts the “ape” in apricot?
What have they got that I ain’t got?
(All Four):
Courage!
(Lion):
Then you can say that again!         — Words from the timeless (and indubitably immortal) Wizard of Oz

 

Muskrat carrying leaves to his underwater den…(Photo taken last spring) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Once Upon a Twice

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once upon a twice we sang and we cried
until gradual came quickly and the bigshots lied
there until a here was distance shut still
i’ll achieve perfection was perfection going nil

dark until some light we groped then we stared
until illusion died clearly beyond the visually impaired
here until a there was distortion made blind
when much of maligned mankind became carelessly unkind

no until a yes we loved and we hugged
twice a robber robbed himself of wisdom and the thief got mugged
theirs upon a hear as the songs played on
leave delusion in the night and be the light of dawn

 

[Note:   The following is a photo of a 24K Goldenback Shrimp that is one of the three varieties that i keep and breed in aquariums.  A previous posting of mine had Painted Fire Red Shrimp photos in it.  This particular shrimp is a female and she gave birth to most of her young.  However, if you look closely, you can see — behind her hind legs in what is called the skirt region — a few young still being carried in egg sacs.  When the shrimp are born, they are tiny versions of their parents, but only around the size of a comma in a sentence.]

 

24K Goldenback Shrimp (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

24K Goldenback Shrimp (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Today is World Wildlife Day!

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On 20 December 2013, at its 68th session, the United Nations General Assembly (UNGA) proclaimed 3 March, the day of signature of the Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species of Wild Fauna and Flora (CITES), as UN World Wildlife Day to celebrate and raise awareness of the world’s wild animals and plants. The UNGA resolution also designated the CITES Secretariat as the facilitator for the global observance of this special day for wildlife on the UN calendar. World Wildlife Day has now become the most important global annual event dedicated to wildlife. 

It would be a good day to join (or donate to) the Sierra Club or any similar animal/plant loving, environmental organization; additionally, it would be a great time to think about doing more environmentally-friendly action.

 

http://www.wildlifeday.org/

 

 

Here’s looking at you! … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Eyes for you! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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So many “here”s and so many “there”s

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So many “here”s and so many “there”s
                 scurrying like little ants to their “anywhere”s
So many whens and so many hows
                 rushing to work or driving their plows

This many fingers how old am eye
                 that many soaring jets polluting the sky
Which way is right when all ways are wrong
                 beyond the grip of time need not move along

So many wants and not many whys
                 running for cover telling their lies
So many sorrows and not enough joys
                 too many war rifles making dead boys

This many dollars and not enough love
                 that many looking down but not up above
Which crazy leader as they kiss his hind end
                 damning the environment without earth as a friend

 

 

[Note:  The photographs are of Painted Fire Red Shrimp that i keep as pets and breed.  No, we do not have a name for each individual shrimp; however, you are welcome to try!  🙂  They do not need a heater — liking cold water — and eat very little, having a very low bioload.  They are becoming increasingly more popular as aquarium pets.  I really like them, as they are very interesting, comical, and do not fight amongst each other.  In the lower photograph, many are grouped together in one corner of the aquarium; that is because it is feeding time, and that area is where i feed them twice a day.  Note that some have cleverly discovered that they do not have to share the little sinking, white food pellets as much if they can snatch them off of the bottom and take them up the walls of the Matten Sponge Filter.  I also have (in other aquariums) a couple of other varieties.  One variety is called Snowball Shrimp; the females carry, for over a month, many white eggs (inside of them, that you can see), and they look like pure white snowballs.]

 

 

Painted Fire Red Shrimp (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Painted Fire Red Shrimp (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

 

 

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Group Mentality

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Scientists say that we evolved from fish (over millions of years of evolutionary time). Many fish remain together in large schools.  We, as human beings, still cluster together in groups (often, just as the fish do, out of fear or out of the desire to be associated with something more substantial). When one “belongs” to a sizable group, it allows one to identify oneself with (and “as”) something larger and (apparently) much more significant. One identifies with (and becomes) the group. “It is ‘my country'”… which is so vast, powerful, and beautiful… and, so they say, “It is what I am willing to die for.” The aforementioned sentence is a typical thing stated often in various countries, each thinking that their ways and systems are better and more righteous.

Similar things happen with political parties and organized religions. Each person identifies with that large organization (which takes him away from his obscure, unsung, little self). Or, similarly, one identifies with one’s images of God; one identifies, then, with images (that one is) of something powerful, large, and almighty. People identify with something larger that is (they believe) “protecting them,” keeping them safe in a world of full of disorder and chaos.  Some people — full of indoctrinated prejudices — exclusively identify with their race, culture, political group, or family units (apart from all others).  Often, unfortunately, it is mostly about their race, or their culture, or their political group, or their family… and the rest can (more or less) go to grass.  Few of us identify with the little, poor woman or man who labors all day in the vegetable fields under a very hot sun and who gets next to nothing for payment; few actually see a little, defenseless animal as a reflection of the whole.  

Many of our man-made groups, however, are usually not as safe or as necessary as we have been lead to believe. People clinging to individual countries and religions have created wars (against each other) for millennia. People have fought about their different projections of God — and about their little idealistic groups and separate systems — for eons.

Fortunately, there are those who see beyond mere boundaries and groups and who simply help all others.  This affection and care for all others goes beyond the realm of humans and extends into the beautiful realm of animals and plants.  Some help, with real action, not for mere monetary reward but, instead, because they have real love in their hearts for all (beyond what any herd-mentality dictates).  

Can real intelligence stand alone? Without being a hermit, can one not identify with — or belong to — anything (i.e., to anything that, through limited groups and systems, separates man)? It may be that real and lasting peace may come when we go beyond the limited groups, systems, and images that we — so robotically — identify with. The mind that is seriously and intelligently aware transcends separative borders and, hence, goes beyond conflict.  (This “going beyond borders” goes beyond mere external borders and, additionally, involves transcending internal borders, false separation, and internal mental conflict.)  Such a mind, if it is truly intelligent and pristine, is beyond belonging to separative groups that cause havoc, friction, and indifference in the world.  (Our inner conflicts and separations project out into society as outer conflicts and separations.)  Prudent emptiness (which is freedom beyond being lead) — beyond crude traditions and beyond images of the past — does not need to identify with anything. Humility and real innocence need not clutch at (and identify itself with) something “larger.”  Profound innocence is a vulnerability that does not merely turn to violence (i.e., violent ways) to achieve continuity.

 

 

Group of Aphids (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Group of Aphids (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Trotting Beyond Limitation

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We trot in eternity

          though most see transiency

We move with infinity

          though most react temporarily

We silently sail among endless waves

          they thirst in thought’s bone-dry deserts

We are visited by the timeless

          they are late for their appointments

 

 

 

 

Beyond limitation (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond limitation (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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The Balanced Mind

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[Note: Currently we are thinking of the victims of Hurricanes Harvey and Irma, regarding the human species (and other animal species).  We donated to the Red Cross for each specific area.  Please consider donating if you haven’t done so already.  Additionally, please do more to help curtail global warming.  I’ve been warning, for a long time now, about the winds and weather getting substantially worse due to man’s neglect regarding clean energy; things will get far worse if we do not radically change our ways.]

 

 

A lot of minds are unbalanced these days.  Most minds, really, are very unbalanced.  A truly balanced mind is like a rare, precious jewel.  Unfortunately, very few minds, in this rather rotten society, are truly balanced.  To be truly balanced means not to have a mind that has been conditioned by the current rotten, immoral society in which we currently live.  It involves having (i.e., being) a mind that has stepped out of the morass of selfish values, indifferent separation, cold competition, and crude status quo beliefs.  A balanced mind does not follow the crowd, especially when that crowd has been indoctrinated to accept and hold orientations and tendencies that have been going on since ancient times.  Many people, these days, would be able to fit in quite nicely into the ancient Roman culture; the changes necessary — to so fit in — would not be very dramatic in the least.

The balanced mind that goes beyond all this, that largely transcends beyond conditioning and fragmentation, is far from what the ordinary man can understand or discover.  Real balance goes beyond unnecessary internal friction and conflict.  The balanced mind is not composed of learned (i.e., absorbed) barriers which separate it from all life, or which separate a supposed controlling center from other thoughts.  The balanced mind is not what looks from (or “as”) a screen of mere prejudices, edicts, beliefs, pigeon-holing labels, or hand-me-down values.  When a balanced mind looks, it looks without the mental-programming that dictates to others about how they should look (with certain preconceptions).  A balanced mind has its own intrinsic, natural empathy, holistic perception, insightful understanding, and unbounded wisdom.  

Can the unbalanced mind, the conditioned, corrupt mind, step out (mentally) from the quagmire that it is in… and be balanced?  Can separative, crass concepts and preconceived viewpoints go past the crude limitations that they are?   The mind can psychologically die to its own accumulated corruption.  Such a psychological dying is a real innocence, involves silence, and is real living… and it does not involve a learned method that takes time. 

 

 

 

 

Chillin’ (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Chillin’ (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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We

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We ascend)from the greatest miracle

        that blindmost think never did happen

We sprightfully spring to always

        beyond death’s empty reasons and hows

We transcend a trillion wishes and billions of prizes

        and jump past dark was into now

 

We beseech the ever small-minded,far from ordinary’s cadaverous lair

        to go beyond all of the cold puppetry and superficial lies

Let’s mail the old status quo to dead Pluto

        and correct corrupt vision(with new purity in their eyes

 

 

Some friends’ tortoise (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Some friends’ tortoise (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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That’d be not ignoring the health of the environment…

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These isn’ts and aren’ts

           care not beyond what they were taught

which(by the way)wasn’t worth mentioning

 

These can’ts and nevers

           trapped in sorrow’s mustn’ts and measures

never really move(though free they think they are)

 

When’ll “wouldn’t have a clue” ever transcend

           shouldn’t’s dominance?

Mightn’t hasn’t’s pain 

           be why’s responsibility?

 

Where’ll we be when we transcend mankind’s empty should’ves

            to,instead,keep nature’s ’tisn’ts always from happening?

 

 

Great Blue Heron (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Great Blue Heron standing on one leg. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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The Smile and the Frown that were swallowed by a Crocodile…

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An elemental Frown

wore a serendipitous gown

and danced with a Smile all around

 

They flowed through the night–

what a breathtaking sight–

if only there was enough light

 

Eventually,the Frown was kissed by the Smile

It was most definitely worthwhile

until both were swallowed by an enormous crocodile

 

The crocodile swam west

as his gastric juices began to digest

(and inside his stomach muscles)both were depressed

 

The crocodile choked

The two were ejected,soaked

Happily,as they ran away,they were very stoked

 

Though both were together,the Frown disappeared

and a Grin kissed a Smile next to his beard

(while the crocodile hunted,just as we feared)

 

As for the croc,well,he inherited Frown’s prior frustration

as he slowly died of starvation

Now,museum kept,he’s under sterling preservation

 

One mean, old Croc! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

One mean, old Croc! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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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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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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Holistic Mindfulness and Meditation

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***********  This writer would just like to say, “thank you!” to those of you who have been liking and/or commenting on my posts, while being open-minded about it.  Of course, to go beyond the superficial, one goes beyond my photos; we are well aware that many are merely satisfied with the photos; it’s not (fortunately) just about the photos.  A lot of what is written here, we know, is way beyond the norm; thank goodness for that!  Many of the best scientists have said that reality is likely way different than what we have been lead to believe up to this point… way different than what we can imagine.  (That is for sure!)  I am very appreciative of those of you who stick with this and continue to read, even though, at times, it must be very difficult to swallow or stomach.  I’ve always deeply cared about the truth, no matter how uncomfortable the answers may be, no matter what was revealed.  Those who do the same, this movement deeply admires.  (Truth is beautiful, and there are real treasures if one is open, independent, passionate, honest, and not afraid to go beyond the primitive, antiquated ways.)  Too many of us are like clay that (over time) hardens after it has been molded by (equally desiccated) others.  *************

Thinking — as a process — is fractional and sequential.  Thinking involves a sequential series of patterns; these patterns are always symbolic, limited, and (unless rare insight occurs, influencing them) merely dependent on banal, past memories and ordinary experiences.  Patterns, in a sequence, constitute time; thinking and time are not two separate things.  Experiencing, in most minds, is dictated — as to how it takes place and manifests — by implanted, past memories.  When, as it does with most people, a learned and supposed static self-image seems to be claiming (from a supposed psychological distance) to have control and be dominant over moving, rearranging, sequential, symbolic thought-patterns that thought/thinking considers such a self-center to have power over via managing and authoritatively manipulating… deception takes place.  If the supposed central image is not — in reality — central at all, and if it is merely another one of the images (which it is), then things are not as they appear and there must be a significant paradigm shift; otherwise, all kinds of misbehavior and distortion occurs.

A dominating center that — in reality — is not truly dominating and not, in any way, central… creates a tremendous amount of havoc for the (unfortunate) mind miseducated to contain (and “be”) such an array.  The havoc involved manifests as needless inner friction, inner conflict, fabricated space, needless dominancy, false glorification, and needless separation.  When one segment claims to be dominant and “in control” of other sections (from a fallacious distance)… inner tyranny, friction, struggle, and pseudo-power-control materialize; these often manifest (outwardly) as conflict, outward dominance, and violence in the external world.   Additionally, such a false center inevitably leads to the cultivation selfishness, jealousy,  and competition; it fosters inner self-aggrandizement, indifference, and isolation.  The supposed center is considered permanent, most important, and lasting, while the other thoughts and feelings are considered subservient, more or less temporary, and as something to be used.  Surgeries on the corpus callosum within the brain, resulting in two fields of consciousness, are indicative of the falsity of a permanent center.  Yet, psychiatrists and psychologists still promote antiquated methodologies which continue to constrain the mind into practices promoting a fallacious center.  

A true and intelligent paradigm shift would transcend these false bonds and conceitful ways.  A genuine, beautiful psychological transformation would occur when the mind acts — not merely reacts — as a whole without false separation and delusive, fallacious space.  Then, when reflection takes place, one is not something separate from the reflection; then, when compassion occurs, one is not something separate from compassion.  Since so many thoughts are fractional, limited symbols… the holistic mind would often intelligently go beyond them; the whole is more than the sum of the parts.  In this, no crude, dominating part would exist to stupefy, tyrannize, manipulate, or intervene.  In this lack of friction and loss of falsity are bliss and integrity.  In such wholeness, wisdom manifests, eternity manifests.   

Looking Downward (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Looking Downward (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Looking Downward (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Looking Downward (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

 

 

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Turtles Airborne someday soon!

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Being in the water

                              is our domain

Being out of the water

                              is our domain

We can’t (as a species) fly yet

                              but we are certainly considering the possibilities!

 

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[Please… don’t laugh about the possibility of “flying, airborne turtles.”  In reality, from what one has seen so far, many people are a lot less likely to fundamentally change away from the self-deceptive, standard, run-of-the-mill, crass, bourgeois mentality… than the occurence of turtles evolving to fly.]

 Who knows: Those huge webbed feet could be turned into wings over time! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Who knows: Those huge webbed feet could be turned into wings over time! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Tweetie Pie’s Christmas Wish

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So, I am cleaning cages, and getting their food ready.  Tweetie Pie (one of the parrots that lives with us) is standing on a perch right near to where I am.  (We don’t call them “pets,” as — I’m sure like a lot of you dog, cat, and bird caretakers know — we turn into more “their personal servants” than “pet owners.”)   I turn to Tweetie and ask, “What do you want from Santa for Christmas?”  “Do you want a new learning video, a new toy, extra peanuts, pizza cheese, or maybe a lot of carrots, or tasty grapes, or apples?”  “So, Tweetie, what do you want?”

The following is what Tweetie’s response was (which we did not teach her… and which she also had said around a week prior to this when I had asked her the very same question):

“Everything”

She learns things from watching others interact, not only by teaching her directly.  I have (with Tweetie nearby observing) said things to the other birds like, “Wow! Your bowl is empty; good job!  You ate everything!”  (Dr. Irene Pepperberg, who does extensive research with parrots, says many of them have the mental understanding of a 5 year old and the capacity to verbalize of a 2 year old.)

Afterwards, as I keep cleaning, I said,  “If you want all those things, you better be extra good, because, as you know, Santa sees everything, he is always watching everything you do at all times.”   As I said this, one of the other parrots enthusiastically said, “Yeah! Yeah!,”  and Tweetie Pie looked up scanning her eyes all around the ceiling (as if wondering how Santa could see everything at all times).

They really like Christmas oriented videos, like Polar Express, and I’ve been playing those a lot lately.

Happy Holidays!  🙂

Tweetie Pie (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Tweetie Pie (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Tweetie Pie (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Tweetie Pie (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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“The sky is falling!”… said Chicken Little (Multi-Photo)

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Birds are a type of feathered dinosaur.  Now many paleontologists are contending that all dinosaurs were feathered to some extent or another, just as all mammals have fur.  Meat-eating theropod dinosaurs were very feathered, had stereoscopic vision and had chicken-like feet.  They didn’t all go extinct after that massive asteroid impact. That asteroid was six miles across, and its impact was equal to the energy of 300 million nuclear weapons; it created temperatures hotter than on the sun’s surface for several minutes.  If we don’t stop having wars and ruining the environment, we may well follow in the footsteps of those that didn’t survive.  We need to do much better.  

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Stereoscopic Vision. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Stereoscopic Vision. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Theropod-Dinosaur-like Feet. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Theropod-Dinosaur-like Feet. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Dragon King (Multi-Photo)

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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. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Dragon in his Lair. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Dragon in his Lair. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

 

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Raccoon (Multi-Photo)

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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…

Local Night Bandit. (1)  Photo by Thomas Peace  c. 2015

Local Night Bandit. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Local Night Bandit. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace  c. 2015

Local Night Bandit. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Katydid… (Multi-Photo)

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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! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 Beautiful Katy! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Beautiful Katy! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Oh, where is Tom?… (Multi-Photo)

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Toads and frogs, snakes and snails and insects…

When I was a child, they’d say:

Oh, where is Tom?…

And always the answer was…

Well, he’s with the toads and frogs, the snakes and snails and insects.

Now that I’m rather gray and elderly, they say:

Oh, where is Tom?…

Well, he’s with the toads and frogs, the snakes and snails and insects.

Toads and frogs, snakes and snails and insects…

😉

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(Note:  Many insects see, in addition to other colors, ultraviolet – which we humans can’t see – so the following photo may be like what they actually perceive.)

Nature enthusiasts. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Nature enthusiasts. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

Nature enthusiasts. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Nature enthusiasts. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

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in each living Spring…

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compact and entwined

in each living Spring

are Life’s splendid creatures

majestic living things

 

like a chrysalis patiently waiting

to joyfully unfold

Spring has books of living stories

waiting to be told

 

from nothing comes something

it arrives every year

few love it enough

the Treasure is near

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Fledglings in a nest.  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Fledglings in a nest. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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The Golden Ratio: The Rule of Thirds… (Multi-Photo)

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(This is just satire on the Rule of Thirds — the simplified form of the Golden Ratio —  which is all the rage in photography realms; most everyone has used it, including myself; those of you who use it or who have written about it… please do not be offended.  Note:  Within the poem, switch “parts” with where “countries” occurs… and “country” with where “part” occurs.)

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the rule of thirds

came by

it divi

ded

up

the

sky

it sectioned nature’s flowing traits

with man-made lines

in graphed points of space

the rule of thirds

jumped in

it drank a fifth of gin

it cut up the world

into little

bits

and it

sucked nine squarish

chocolate mints

the rule of thirds

marked its spot

in a

tic tac toe game so hot

everyone wanted 

to draw up their lines

and 

everyone figured why not

the rule of thirds

squared away

it decreed a superior way

it di

vided (countries)

of the whole for itself

for its superhuman

(part)men’s wealth

precisely properly 

today

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The Golden Rule.  (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

The Golden Rule. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

The Golden Rule. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

The Golden Rule. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

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Beyond groping…

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To a truly wise mind, many supposedly tantalizing sensations are often — though not always —  rather trivial and unnecessary… because a truly wise mind is fully content in itself, not needing extraneous stimuli to (eventually) make it happy.  It is only a very empty cup that constantly craves being filled…

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Propeller. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Propeller. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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(Multi-Photo)*** Enlightenment…

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There are innumerable charlatans out there — claiming all kinds of ludicrous things — so take the following with a grain of salt.  Don’t believe anything; find out for yourself.

A being who truly experiences enlightenment is someone who is visited by that immeasurable, holistic energy which, if anyone would be filled and visited by it, would make one feel a trillion times more alive than what occurs as regular consciousness; and one so visited would feel the undeniable, sacred quality of that indescribable, eternal energy.  Thoughts (being symbols) are always “about” energy; they are virtual (in a big way), are symbolic representations, and are never the actual energy.  (If one continues to crave enlightenment — turning it into a mere desire — it will never happen.  Just be open, orderly, and passionate about life, and it may happen.)

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Stepping Stones (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Stepping Stones (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 Stepping Stones (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Stepping Stones (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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(Multi-Photo)*** The dreamer is the dream…

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Psychologically speaking (without fictitious, crass separation):

In seeing… the see-er is the scene; in hearing… the hearer is the heard; in learning… the learner is the learned; in driving… the driver is the driven; in thinking… the thinker is the thought; in reading (this)… the reader is the read.

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Jack and the Bean Stalk (1).  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

Jack and the Bean Stalk (1). Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

Jack and the Bean Stalk (2).  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

Jack and the Bean Stalk (2). Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

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(Multi-Photo)*** Beyond adhering to patterns…

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Profound truth and what is sacred and timeless cannot ever be found second-hand, nor by clutching to patterns; that is why it cannot be discovered by clinging to another’s authority — neither religious, political, social, nor a (learned, though essentially illusory) central ego’s authority — but only directly, effortlessly, spontaneously.  That is one reason why — for so many — it is so very elusive.

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At the summit (1). Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

At the summit (1). Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

At the summit (2).  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

At the summit (2). Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

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Clearly seeing…

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Lucid, profound perception often sees directly without mere learned and accumulated patterns.  In such perception, there is no conception of an “observer” separate from (or independently doing) the “observing”; there is only the observing.  If observation occurs exclusively based on past reactions, past memories, past prejudices, and past images involving separation — as it does in so many — then one is looking as an “observer” and primarily with (and “as”) accumulated patterns.  Primitive notions that there is an observer that is separate are part of the old, traditional, learned, and accumulated patterns and are a waste of energy… and (directly or indirectly) involve friction, indifference, and conflict.

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Seeing deeply...  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

Seeing deeply… Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

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Few ever go there… (and a hole in Swiss cheese… isn’t the cheese…)

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No matter how free they may think they are, all thoughts — as Albert Einstein also sagaciously pointed out — are conditioned reactions… and to go beyond conditioning is to intelligently go beyond thoughts/symbols/reactions.  However, the thoughts of the brain — including the conditioned thoughts of “I” or “me” — cannot merely decide to do this whenever and however they like.  Whatever is conditioned cannot (in any way, shape, method, or form) fabricate or bring about the true state of the unconditioned.  Fully understanding this is deep intelligence; and in that intelligence (if one is lucky) there may be, at times, an ending — though not, of course, a permanent ending — of thought/thinking.  If that ending comes about naturally, without any compulsion or methodology (which thought fabricates), then a profound silence may occur.  (A fabricated silence is something which is completely different and is just another limited concoction of the brain.)  In a truly profound silence is immense order and intelligence (beyond mere symbols, ideas, mental fabrications, and representations); in that silence is freedom, integrity, and wholeness; in that silence (if one is very fortunate) a profound, immeasurable, majestic, unnameable immensity may arrive.  (However, much more than even unconditioned silence is involved for that immensity to present itself.)   Profound silence is not conditioned, nor is it capable of being permanently held, manipulated, or retained by what is conditioned.  Such silence is beyond the realm of conditioning and mundane reaction.

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[A Silver-spotted Skipper Butterfly visiting a Red Clover.]

What a dining spot!  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

What a dining spot! Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

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Not clinging to the apron-strings of experience…

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A truly aware and mindful human being often exists beyond petty details and, concomitantly, doesn’t need to depend on stimulus after stimulus to be attentive and content.  Though experience is often necessary, a deeply aware mind can sagaciously exist in (or, rather, “as”) a timeless domain beyond mundane experience (beyond the continuum of mere cause/effect relationships); or, though this may seem rather odd, it sometimes functions where experience is a minimal phenomenon that is sometimes secondary or “in the background.” If one is merely immersed in (and responding “as”) experience, one is merely part of cause and effect events (that are always partial, always conditioned).  A fluid mind that is not merely dependent on causal phenomena may be whole (and not merely dependent on what is fragmentary, conditioned, and partial).  Then, when such a mind is experiencing (which is often very necessary)… it does so with great sensitivity and care.  Its experiencing then involves a wholeness; experiencing involved with that wholeness has sensitivity which loves nature, the rivers, the people, and the land.  Then there isn’t a fragmentary, separate set of experiences that are only out for themselves.

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[Walking on clouds.]

Angelic stroll. Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

Angelic stroll. Photo by Thomas Peace 2015