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The Big Bad Wolf on Halloween, and Other Creepy Tales of Old…


We represent the Lollypop Guild, The Lollypop Guild, The Lollypop Guild
And in the name of the Lollypop Guild,
We wish to welcome you to Munchkinland.
We welcome you to Munchkinland,

Tra la la la la, la la la, la la la,
Tra la la la la, la la.

The Munchkins Lollipop Guild …. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

Then the wolf showed his teeth and said:

“Then I’ll huff,
and I’ll puff,
and I’ll blow your house down.”

“Well, then please use mouthwash,” said the three little pigs, “Your breath is strong enough to kill an elephant.”

The Three Little Pigs … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

Yet another truly horrifying story:

You, having a bad hair day, reading this stupid
Halloween Blog while
at your computer.

You, at your computer. … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

Halloween Time


Houses running to adjacent houses
bags opening smiles rustling
spooky sounds from darkness growling

Halloween Time
comes laughinglyscreaming down the giggling sidewalks
of candydropping thankyous

Don’t look behind you
Something’s there twistinglyclutching
Shadowysoon under your midnight bed

Something’s staring from that web. … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019


one budding diminutive why



one budding diminutive why
staring at the sky
in that beautiful youthful wonderment of innocence
beyond piggish power
and far from cultivated fear
so beyond the grip of authority
beyond stuffy temples
and stale priests and gurus
beyond tests
and drunken parties

sweet sky staring
further than thought’s weary boredom
and so far away from cold shoulds and musts

and unprogrammed

also looking down
of course
at tiny grasshoppers and katydids


Sweet little Katydid … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

They called her Little Icky Vicky(and she



(Based on a true story…)



They called her Little Icky Vicky(and she
cried a lot in pain)today
because of her distorted facial features
many people stared then quickly looked away

I called her Victoria & amiably sat next to her in grade school(&
always with her was very very kind)
There’s a lot of cold(cruel kids who name-call
with dark dead hearts)and blind



[Side Note:  We saw the movie The Peanut Butter Falcon over the weekend.  It is highly recommended.  It contains scenes involving both bullying and compassion.]


Not Mere Facial Beauty but Beauty Deep Within … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019


Texting While Driving


(Not long ago, while driving home, one observed people texting — with their heads facing down — while driving; (this was observed, that day, in two separate automobiles).  It is observed happening, while on road, all too frequently.  What is fundamentally wrong with people these days?



I perceive a so-called human being
driving from the opposite direction
with an
indifferent, addicted head 
facing down;
blundering stupidity and callousness
thinks that it can multitask while driving.
There are families
with precious children
on the road that that immense stupidity is gambling on.
What messages are so important (so profound) 

that they warrant perilling multiple lives?
Thanks for putting 
us all in 



Wasp coming head-on… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019


Puff Ball Fairy





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


How were we educated?



How were we educated?  Were we educated about what to think, with things being poured into us to absorb?   Or were we educated to find out for ourselves, to inquire and to investigate beyond what was merely put forward by others?   Were we shaped (for the most part) by preset molds, or were we encouraged to be whole and independent human beings who can intelligently question things, take nothing for granted, and who probe deep beyond the ordinary, unfeeling, and commonplace?

When we were very young, our canvas was blank; they (for the most part) painted it with what they thought should be painted.   What they thought should be painted — of course — was an extension of how their canvas was painted in the past.  So they painted our canvas.   However, they (fundamentally) did not encourage us to be extremely creative painters.   (The painting-like rendition of the ant — down below —  has little or no relevance with what we are actually writing about, by the way.)  Most of us are a product of their painting… and we see the world through (and “as”) the network of that painting.   If that network largely consists of separation, isolating images of self, accepted conflict and fragmentation, acceptance of ordinary values, boredom, and groping for more… can one, in a profoundly significant way, change to a blank canvas and paint a very different picture?   

It may be that the painter is the painted, that the tree and the ant are not merely two separate things, and it may be that we have to unlearn a lot of the baloney that we learned.  Just like the ant and the tree, unlearning and learning may not be two separate things, just like living and dying are not two separate things (though so many of us think they are).   


Tree Climbing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tree Climbing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017


Chilling Halloween Creepiness…



               I’ve got eight legs

you’ve got two

                      I’ve got eight eyes

you’ve only two


                    You run from us

and scream

                    but we’re much 

more afraid of you


                     You with your overpopulation

and polluting ways

                    are ruining this planet

We aren’t


                    With your hitting hatred

and your many armaments 

                    you mindlessly march in armies

We don’t march in any


                     So on Halloween

or on any other dark night

                    don’t run from us in hysterics 

It’s all so blatantly  ludicrous

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

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

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

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


Childhood Time and Beyond…



Childhood time is a magical time)

      and it’s all about magic (really)

               life is

It’s so beautifully full of magic

               life is 

And youthful joy is that wonderment

      and that feelingcloseto

               sweet immortality

So many adults lose those wonderous moments

      drink to their bitter depression

      and go through the motions without

               ever being alive

?Why do they stop asking questions

?Why do they with starched faces

      cadaverously walk right past joy and beauty

I don’t ever want to grow up

I don’t ever want to grow up

I don’t ever want to grow up

Childhood time is a magical time

      and it’s all about magic


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

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

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

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


If I Had Only a Few Desperate, Precious Moments…



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


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

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

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

Love the whole and not merely a few isolated parts.

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

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

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

Ask serious questions beyond merely comfortable answers.

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

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

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

Look without mere separation between you and what is perceived.

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



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

Fish of Gold. Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fish of Gold. Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016



Many of us value rather cadaverous things…



Many of us value rather cadaverous things.  So many value fancy possessions and excessively large houses that they are fond of showing off to others.   It is likely, however, that the intrinsic intelligence of the vast universe doesn’t give a rat’s behind about fancy possessions and elaborate, ostentatious houses.  Real value is in what is free… like integrity, compassion, and pristine, uncorrupt perception.  However, so many of us were miseducated to neglect those “deep and profound” things and, instead, were taught to chase after rather superficial things that must be “earned and acquired over time.”  (They are valuable-garbage-things; in other words, they are “valuable,” but they are — if you are of deep perception — essentially worthless garbage.)  Aspects of the real beauty of integrity, compassion, and uncorrupt perception are that they are beyond the greedy clutches of grasping and “earning” and so are (in a big way) beyond time.  Most people chase after the contrived, superficial shadows while failing to see the true value in what is timeless and alive.  They are caught — while the real jewels of life elude them — in showing off their dead, shadowy treasures to each other… trying to impress.   

Before i retired, i had, as one of my students, who — though having mental retardation and though being severely multiply handicapped, including being blind and having paraplegia — had a great sense of humor and a very caring disposition.  He never displayed any hatred or malice toward anyone.  He often stated, “I love everyone.”  He never displayed any pretentious behavior; he never — though handicapped, he was more gifted than most of the other students — flaunted his abilities, and he never wanted much, but he was always happy, always joyful and caring.  He would always joke around a lot — he was a great member of our Royal Order of the Moose Club (similar to the Royal Order of Racoons on the Honeymooners show) — and he would often laugh and be zestfully living. He recently passed away.  I spoke at his funeral service to those who attended.  Many attended… because he was so genuine and pure.  He was my teacher (in a big way too); i learned a lot (about goodness and about value) from him.

Miseducation magnifies false values, portraying them to be precious.  It also often overemphasizes competition rather than joyful cooperation.  Real education goes beyond false values and transcends separation, vanity, conflict, pride, imitation, racism, hatred, competition, environmental indifference, and fractional perception.  


[Note:  Many years ago, when i was young, i visited, worked at, and spent a lot of time (6 months) at Family Pastimes in Ontario, Canada.  The people there live in a marvelous, very beautiful rural area (with wild bear and beavers), are vegetarians, and they make and sell cooperative (non-competitive) games.  They have been making and selling exclusively cooperative games for over 40 years.  Check out their website sometime; you will be glad you did!]

Spicebush Swallowtail (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Spicebush Swallowtail (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Spicebush Swallowtail (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Spicebush Swallowtail (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016


On competition and rivalry…



Schools and educators would do well by putting much more emphasis on cooperation rather than on ruthless competition.  T(ruthless) competition bestows a mentality that leans more toward domination and indifference.  Cooperation confers more learning in terms of helping, consideration, sharing, and kindness.  Perhaps one of the reasons our world is going to pot is that so many are just out for themselves (accepting a crass, dog-eat-dog mentality).


[The gills of the mushroom help support each other (as the whole).]

Not competing.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Not competing. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014


To all children…

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Don’t lose your innocence.  Don’t ever merely crave to “fit in” with the crowd.  Don’t ever fear “being made fun of” or fear “being rejected.”  Stand alone without being a slave to “what they think.”



[Here we go ’round the mulberry bush,
The mulberry bush, the mulberry bush.
Here we go ’round the mulberry bush,
So early in the morning.]

So early in the morning... Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

So early in the morning… Photo by Thomas Peace 2014



Beyond the same old stuff…

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We must not merely inculcate children with mechanical, stale facts… but teach them much about compassion, empathy, and green energy.


[Sanddragon Dragonflies prefer to lay their eggs in streams and lakes with sandy bottoms; their larvae burrow into the sand.  The abdomens of these dragonflies are of a unique shape.]

Sanddragon Dragonfly cooling off.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Sanddragon Dragonfly cooling off. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014