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Category Archives: Blondin
WHY DON’T YOU WANT TO KNOW?
Not knowing is a barrel tumbling over Niagara: darkness within danger without. Knowing is the full moon at midnight splashing light in the darkest corners. Wanting to know is taking responsibility for the good and the bad. Not wanting to … Continue reading
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Tagged bad, danger, full moon, good, light, midnight, responsibiity, wanting
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JUPITER SPINS
Jupiter spins, they say, three times as fast as earth and thus enjoys a shorter day. They say the sun will grow and then, at last, burn up the planets which lie in its way. They say, the universe is … Continue reading
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Tagged black holes, dies, eyes, here, Jupiter, nothingness, sun, telescopes, universe
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GNOMON
The shadow of the gnomon* slides at a steady rate. Even if the dial is ancient, the time itself is up to date. Though the train sleeps in the station, the sun just will not wait. And the ever moving … Continue reading
I, ME, MINE
In the Beginning (or perhaps a little later) there was I. And then, because I was lonely, there was me. And we got on like a house on fire! And, so that we could have something in common, there was … Continue reading
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Tagged beginning, French Revolution, house on fire, I, lonely, me, mine, Spanish Armada, Tony Blair, Vietnam
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RIGHT VIEW
To the rose the garden disappears. To the garden the rose withers away. (If you were the gardener, what would you say?) Trace it all back as far as you can from where it is now to where it began. From … Continue reading
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Tagged footprints, garden, gateways, mind, Right View, rose, sensation, shine
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HAVE A HAPPY WEEK
“Empty-handed I come and lo! the spade is in my hand.” In the illimitable Void All is destroyed (and Nothing is lost!) Everything appears anew: good seeds flourish (and evil too). They said to the Poet at his birth, “Go! … Continue reading
YES
Every moment is a fork in the road and every fork is always the same, the choice between right and wrong.
