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Do you feel small? (poem)… and note about Marla…

December 26, 2018

[Note: My wife, Marla, is still in the hospital — getting strong antibiotics through a PICC Line for the serious infection that has been occurring in her shoulder, following her recent shoulder replacement surgery — so my online correspondence will continue to be limited for the time being.]

Do you feel small
in this huge cold world?
Don’t feel large.
Don’t feel small.
Just express warmth…
the warm of compassion.

That’s all that really matters.

Golden Skipper Resting … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Looking vs. Seeing

November 25, 2018

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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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The day we kissed

November 14, 2018

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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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Responsibility and Love

November 4, 2018

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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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Poem for Wifey…

October 6, 2018

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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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No Flag

August 8, 2018

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My antenna raised
but no separative flag!
We are one, whole globe.

Katydid on Thistle Leaf… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Mostly Made of Would

July 27, 2018

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Little Miss Could
promised to marry Should
They’d live in a sweet fancy house
mostly made of would

But then she met Why
with a special twinkle in his eye
He visited her ‘most every day
and often made her pie

When Should found out
he began to scream and shout
He demanded that all the pies be trashed
and that instead she eat sauerkraut

Miss Could began to cry
she threw a gigantic pie
It flew in Should’s round pretension
hitting him squarely in the “I”

Mr. Why married Miss Could
right there in the neighborhood
and he baked her plenty of pies
just as she felt he wood

Tiger Swallowtail (i.e., Mrs. Why, stuffed from eating pies!)… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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The Inner and the Outer

July 8, 2018

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The separation of the inner from the outer involves standard perception which largely involves misperception and barbaric acceptances. Such misperception involves conflict, separation, isolation, and distinct borders. A prudent entity who intelligently transcends mere inner-outer frameworks of perception is not a dull mind that walks into walls or that steps into busy traffic. Rather, such a person exists beyond old and cadaverous viewpoints and worn-out, primitive perspectives. Only such a person can be of real order; only such a person can be fully genuine, deeply compassionate, and of vast integrity and virtue. (By the way, idealistically saying that one is “one with nature,” which is all the fashion these days, is not it! A limited, fragmented mind can easily identify itself with anything, but it still remains a fragmented mind.)

Thought and stored memory feed the separation of the inner from the outer. Too many of us worship a false inner and are indifferent about the vast outer. A separate perceiver cannot be the complete understanding of the whole as long as the fragmentary self-projected images and thoughts of an isolated, independent observer are maintained via learned effort. Any state of opposition, such as what a concocted, separate “0bserver” brings about, further nourishes indifference and isolation. Thoughts and “image making” form the perceiver, and without thoughts and mental images, without repeated effort and psychological struggle, the perceiver would not be. The psychological ending of the so-called separate perceiver is not something to be frighted of; the true ending of limited images, symbolic patterns, and accepted barriers is not frightening; rather, it is liberation and involves profound insight. Holistic insight does not occur often for conflict and misperception.

Katydid Nymph and Ladybug… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Sensibility

June 10, 2018

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Sensibility implies the capacity to feel. Most of us can react according to the ways in which we were miseducated to react; not as many of us, unfortunately, really (fully, independently) feel. Deep feeling usually does not take place when the mind is imprisoned in limited labels, categorizations, systems, and robotic practices. The aforementioned patterns tend to dull the mind, rendering it more programmed and less likely to feel. Psychological borders, such as those that take place between the observer and the observed, also tend to render dullness in the mind, making it far less likely for things like profound empathy to take place.

A truly intelligent mind that is beyond superficial borders, childish beliefs, and “learned patterns of separation,” may be capable of profound feeling (which is far beyond crass indifference).

Sweet Dreams… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Love…Beyond measurement

May 13, 2018

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The mind, for many, is incessantly measuring things, comparing, acquiring, accumulating and labeling. Can the mind, without a continuing effort — which isn’t laziness — simply perceive without all those things habitually going on mentally? Measuring and labeling have their place but there is also a time when they are not necessary and, if still used, are merely habitual and robotic in essence. Total separation, between the “perceiver” and “that which is perceived,” demands measurement, requires a type of psychological wall and resistance. Resistance occurs as an opposing force. If you separate yourself from all other life forms, that is a form of resistance, a manifestation of conflict. Indifference and conflict go hand in hand; there is so much of it in the world these days.

Perceiving without separation is not what most people are involved with. Perceiving with (and “as”) the standard norms (that were taught), because of the conflict, because of the resistance, because of the robotic repetitiveness of it all, leads to depression and psychological suffering; then many turn to drugs or alcohol as an escape (which really is no escape at all). There is an order that goes beyond all this. Mere measurement does not take one to that order. It is not within the realm of accumulating or acquiring, (yet so many are willing to pay money for instructions or systems to get there).

Its beauty includes its being beyond mere accumulation and “getting.” You can’t obtain what is beyond mundane getting, having, and measuring. Real love is not merely a product of accumulation; however, if one is very fortunate, non-fragmented, and serious, it is there (beyond measure). If one merely remains within the mental realm of getting, having, and measuring, one will stay miserable and secondhand (though one may erroneously think that one is doing marvelously). Deep awareness and profound psychological transformation are not a matter of time. Measuring and accumulation take time.

[A variety of crust fungus, Milk White Toothed Polypore (Irpex lacteus) seems to have “teeth” that, in actually, are tubes or pores in the spore-bearing surface which break apart with age and become tooth-like. This is a very small fungus; it was on a small, dead tree branch; the pictured portion was around one centimeter long.]

Milk White Toothed Polypore Fungus… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Viva Sweet Spring

March 23, 2018

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Spring rides the steep entrance
beyond cold death’s down
She is everywhere growing joyfully

Green groping marvels reaching
not muchtheworseforwear
Innumerable gladnesses bursting gleefully

Fearless emerging singingly feels
far from icecold nothing’s heels
Flames of jubilant splendor

Spring (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Spring (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Mushrooming Love

February 2, 2018

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The magical multiplicity of nature

needs integrity and care

not ramshackle mumbo jumbo

from insipid intellectualism sitting in choice underwear

A gustatory dive (without papaya or mangoes)

of simple mushrooms and assimilated provisions

can be polished off near a larder and fridge

without cold emptiness’s voracious decisions

Mushrooming love

There’s plenty of room for more

not emaciated hate and indifference

Pass on a plate to feed the poor

Mushrooming Love (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Mushrooming Love (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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At Rainbow’s Edge

January 19, 2018

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At rainbow’s edge

deeper than dawn’s iron light

sweeter than sideswiping dominoes falling

Silence is

and distance and measure are nothing

Kiss unfolding bloom from the night

Dark lies forever shattered and tattered

The smiling fragrance of your while

purer than sorrow that worries as

thoughts of tomorrow

Unfolding Roses (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Unfolding Roses (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018 .JPG

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Real Love

November 10, 2017

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Real love can’t be reasoned

can’t be measured

can’t be sold

and doesn’t give a damn

about having tons of $

or a stinking pot of gold

Genuine wisdom isn’t pompous

isn’t pigheaded

isn’t forlorn sorrow

and won’t ever bring ecstatic truth

eternal perception and blissful joy

if seriousness is 4 2morrow

Alfalfa Sulfur Butterflies (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Alfalfa Sulfur Butterflies (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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August 13, 2017

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A lot of people use the word love. Popular songs, needless to say, are riddled with the word. It is a word that is so easily dished out; however, its profound depth of meaning may have been long neglected or absent in human culture. If love, for an individual, is tied to self-interest, or motive, it is likely not actually deep love; then, in such very numerous cases, it is involved with (or “is”) desire. If self-motive is involved, then it usually is mere desire, relish, and craving. Deep love is not what is mere desire or what involves self-motive. If one says one loves one’s nation or immediate family, for instance, but does not deeply care for all humanity and all forms of life as a whole… then that so-called love may just be a form of self-gratification or motive for security (out of fear).

Profound love goes far beyond mere sensation, far beyond mere gratification from stimuli. A merely greedy, avaricious mind cannot be of it. It may be that few people (on this little globe) truly have love. It may be a rare jewel that one cannot cultivate or exploit. Like humility, one cannot program it to occur or make it happen; additionally, one “of it” would not “know” that one is imbued with what it is. Though it cannot merely be cultivated or manufactured, it may occur in a very perceptive mind that is deeply aware of internal and external relationship. Most, unfortunately, perceive with (and “as”) separation; this negates love via innumerable limited psychological walls and barriers. Does one really love another, or is it an image (or set of images) that one’s set of internal images are associated with and fixated upon? Is — in the mind — one set of images that cling to another set of images what profound love is? What is limited, self-centered, and small cannot — by natural law — deeply be in harmony with the whole. The limited (mind) will cause conflict (internally and externally), friction, wars, turmoil, pollution, and suffering. In awareness that is not the product of the separative images and patterns that others cling to in limitation, the free mind is of an untethered vastness that largely transcends what causes suffering, friction, and prejudice. Such a mind has no borders and, therefore, love is possible.

Mating Butterfly (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Mating Butterfly (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Take a Gander (They’re your children — and responsibility — too)…

June 30, 2017

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The other day

the shoreline went for a walk

It saw dogs walking their people

and it saw goslings swimming with joy

Laughing kites were what it saw

and blankets on grass eating strawberries

And(i’ll tell yew the leastlittlest of secrets)

we aren’t really separate from what we experience

After a while,the trees and shoreline sat

on a wooden bench to rest

Eyelids shut themselves and there(for a while or forever)

was(beautifully too)no

thing

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[Note: If we ruin the environment and casually let callous, pigheaded politicians ruin our environment… (while doing nothing about it), we will be forever etched in time as the cadaverous indifferent… and we will be the malignant enemies of all life. Period.]

Strolling with the kids (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Strolling with the kids (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Love transcends separation…

March 5, 2017

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In watching, there is (ordinarily) the watcher and the watched. The watcher, as he or she was taught, feels separate from what is being observed. This also occurs when psychological/emotional phenomena manifest… as when one thinks that one “has” jealousy, but thinks that one is not the actual jealousy.

In profound awareness, the so-called central “I” or “me” does not — as the learned image that it is — exist. Then, an altogether different relationship may manifest… wherein there is no separation between the watcher and the watched. Then, an ingrained, inherited kind of friction and conflict ends. Then, there may be real integrity without any piecemeal disorder. For such integrity to take place, there must be instantaneous transcendence beyond the ordinary and mundane. When one looks at a bee, for instance (in beautiful nature), one is not, of course, actually the wings and the antennae; however, the patterns and the image (and, perhaps, the essence) of the bee are not at all separate from what one is. One need not always robotically label the bee (or whatever creature it is) as per what species or type of organism it is, but may look without mechanical memory and separation. Love transcends separation and mechanical categorization.

Transcending separation (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Transcending separation (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Love…

February 5, 2017

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Profound love is like humility… one cannot know that one has it. One can suspect that it may be there, but considering (in depth) about oneself “having love” is a bit of a narcissistic action and, as such, negates love; additionally, love is not a possession (so is not what one can merely “have.”) Real love is not (whatsoever) what is measurable; love has an essence of immeasurability.

Unfortunately, the so-called love that many are involved with pertains to images that they have about others (and about other things). These images, however, are what composes their minds from patterns absorbed from the past (and held as the accumulated past). Love, involving absorbed and learned images, is usually very superficial and limited. Profound love is not, for example, a learned and absorbed image (called “I” or “me”) subsequently associating itself with another image called, for instance, (her). A relationship between two learned, fragmentary images is not much of a relationship at all. Love goes beyond the fabricated walls of mental images and psychological symbols. Love is not possession, attachment, nor identification. Profound love may exist when the ego (the image of self) is not. Merely identifying the image of self with other living things is not love. Profound love transcends fragmentation, is eternal, and is beyond the ordinary patterns in time (and of time). Timelessness is an immeasurability beyond self-fabrication.

Harmony (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Beyond the ordinary mind…

January 29, 2017

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There were two entities. One was rather crass. It merely went on as an extension of society… immoral, indifferent, separate, closed, common, compulsive, stale, rather indifferent about nature, respectable. There was another entity. It was open, compassionate, aware, whole, moral beyond the ills of society, in close relationship with nature, global. Highly spiritual, it did not care to belong to any separative government nor religion that (separates man from man contributing to war). It was a danger to all separative elements of the false.

One of the entities was often bored. It would frequently need to find escape in all kinds of entertainment (and with various forms of drugs). It was often composed of recurring fears. It depended on walls of isolation for its very existence (isolated existence). The other entity was often content in and of itself. That self, however, was nothing to be measured, for no limited walls defined it by limited space nor limited boundaries. Perceiving that it was not separate from the fears, the fears were understood and quickly dissipated; either that or they never existed (or needed to exist) in the first place. Limitation breeds fear. Limitation is of measurement and recognition; (recognition is a form of measurement).

One of the two minds continued to go deeply beyond itself to where there was no measurement, no time. The other mind measured constantly. Its essence mostly involved time and measurement. Measurement takes (and is) time. One of the minds was satisfied with superficial things; one of the minds went far beyond the superficial. One of the minds (without the measurements of equations) understood all about existence, time, and the timeless. One of the minds did not care about anything much other than about small details and banal experiences; it understood little of time and nothing concerning the timeless. It, unfortunately, was never visited by anything immensely beyond the mundane.

Stillness (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Stillness (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Six-Legged Santa! (The Santa of the insect domain lands on our roof!)

December 25, 2016

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Merry Christmas to all of you two-legged, four-legged, and six-legged friends! 🙂

Santa is real… real love and giving! Anyone can be the Santa of others.

[Interesting how Santa, when we were very young, was something to get excited about and cherish. Then, as we get older, many see Santa as being something rather spurious and unreal. This has connotations that spill over into spirituality and religion. Many people do not (really) feel that anything truly mysterious and magical (as a sacred phenomenon) can exist. Deep inquiry, in this regard, is often considered to be a waste of time by many. Disbelief can be as blinding as mindless belief; insight goes beyond these.]

Happy Holidays!

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To function only as mere secondary after-effects… what is that? Most of us always function as responses to stimuli… one response (or set of responses) after another. Thinking about things involves responses to stimuli. Recognizing things constitutes responses to stimuli. These responses are reactions. They are much like the reaction when the leg jerks after the knee is tapped with a soft mallet. Most of us are conditioned responses in a cause/effect continuum. Conditioned responses (as effects), occurring in (and “as”) a sequence, is time. Thinking is time; thinking and time are not two separate things.

Can consciousness function without merely always being one series of reactions (in sequence) after another? Can the mind be aware without merely reacting, recognizing, labeling, and without merely seeing from an image of self? Can a wise mind exist without constantly being a myriad of effects due to a myriad of causes? To answer these questions adequately, what will one do? Will one answer them by way of reaction?

Can thought, when it is not needed — and, oftentimes, it is not necessary — not habitually function in (and “as”) the mind? If it is thought that merely answers the aforementioned question, is the question being intelligently answered? Does love go beyond mere thought and time?

If one’s love is a mere reaction — formulated to get something in return, contrived to get some kind of result for one’s personal self — is it partial and, therefore, not profound and not very substantial at all? Love exists when the image of self is not. It takes time and thought to concoct an image of self (with all the associated desires and fears). Profound love is timeless.

Six-legged Santa! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Six-legged Santa! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Poem That May Not Be About a Rose…

November 18, 2016

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Within life’s is(this immortal love

shouldn’t have been)but joyfully was

beyond barbarism’s wretched hoopla

between time’s gobbledygook of because

Not shoddy(jaded)mentally faded

ifs chattering through imaginable maybes

Not ordinarily common in obdurate rigidity

witless whens and wishwashy crazies

Not apathetically apart from pristine forever’s nows

Not merely immersed in cool November’s leafy falling

though blind gravity pulls the weeping rain down

pompous and proud in its feigned bawling

Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head… (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head… (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Love is not of limitation…

March 6, 2016

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Love is not of limitation. It is endless; as such, it goes beyond the rather false boundaries concocted by man. In its vastness, love permeates (and includes) all apparent things. Love dissolves and shatters all boundaries… and then — rather magically and profoundly — so-called separate things are no longer separate (and, hence, are no longer just things). Being limitless, love goes beyond definitions. Those who are stuck in (and who merely perceive by) definitions and labels… tend to be oblivious regarding profound love. A mind that is intelligent enough to go beyond being immersed in (and “as”) mere abstractions, learned separations, and inherited perspectives, may luckily move parallel with that immense movement beyond cold boundaries.

Up close and personal. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Up close and personal. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Happy Valentines Day

February 14, 2016

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A poem on our wall, composed by E. E. Cummings and signed by
E. E. Cummings:

E.E.Cummings Poem Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Heart Blossom

May 31, 2015

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May one’s heart blossom

to a true compassion

and a love

for nature

May one’s compassion blossom

to a true heart

and a nature

for love

[Side Note: My wife, Marla, though there have been complications, continues to do much better, improving following her shoulder replacement therapy.]

Heart of the Sunrise. (From my sister-in-law Mary’s yard) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Regarding profound love…

May 6, 2015

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Profound love exists without a motive, especially a selfish motive.

Polyporus squamosus – Dryad’s Saddle (Mushroom growing upon a Tree). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Love…

March 29, 2015

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Love has no boundaries

Love is joyous life

Love makes little pollution

Love is not conformity

Love is beyond separation

Love does not hate

Love illuminates the truth

Love has no jealousy

Loves helps the needy

Love does not kill

Love is beyond words

Love protects its fledglings

Love is the whole

Love doesn’t crave power

Love brings life’s mysteries

Love is eternity unfolding

Love is ever renewing

Not separate. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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(Multi-Photo)*** Ring around the Rosie… (or Valentine’s Eve)

February 13, 2015

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You can give a precious ring to a girl easily; but giving true loyalty, compassion, integrity, and honor is a million times more valuable.

And violets are blue… (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

2D3157 And violets are blue… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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That impoverished soul…

December 20, 2014

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To be truly bankrupt is to lack compassion.

[Bracket Fungi on an old, sawed, fallen tree trunk.]

Well stacked! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Hypnotically fixated on a tiny point…

December 5, 2014

Even one little drop of deep, heartfelt love can conquer vast darkness and begin to warm this planet!

August 25, 2014

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Even one little drop of deep, heartfelt love can conquer vast darkness and begin to warm this planet!

[Raindrop on a flower petal which holds the illuminating heart of love. (No special techniques were used to alter the natural imagery of this photograph.)]

Heartfelt drop of passion. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Don’t just run from suffering and chase after pleasure like a pre-programmed robot; roll up those sleeves and truly help others.

July 15, 2014

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Don’t just run from suffering and chase after pleasure like a pre-programmed robot; roll up those sleeves and truly help others.

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Leafhopper Nymph (only around 3/16 of an inch long) with fluffy bum (which is an excess of sugar), while acting elusive on a Thistle Plant stem. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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