Books in Progress, Mindset, Poems

Of a Morning in Scotland

What it felt like to wake up of a morning and remember I was in Scotland (1998, 2001, 2005, 2010, 2011) I would ascend from a dream of notable strangeness, dimly recalling that waking would take place soon. I’d vaguely recall the bed, the room, the light creeping in, and then a -pop!- in my… Continue reading Of a Morning in Scotland

Hippie Jargon, Mindset, New Age, Poems

New New Age Dialogue

“I want to just run away.”   -Running away won’t solve your problems.“I don’t want to ‘solve my problems’. Problems are a fuction of an illusion created in the paradigm of there being only ‘good’ or ‘bad’—paradigm of success and failure—of prescription for doing it ‘right’ or ‘wrong’. Problems are part of the paradigm.   -So…the paradigm… Continue reading New New Age Dialogue

Poems, Uncategorized

Not Yet Tasted

To My Love/Yet to Be Tasted This street—ours—gray, blockaded with scaffold, It is our street today. Out the close bistro window white candle, pewter stand, sandy joug of water Edinburgh—ours to visit and to possess concurrent Life and candle together Juliet balcony and chimney pot International needs, wants, clashing Crashing as waves against seagull trying… Continue reading Not Yet Tasted