Tag Archives: mirror

STOP!

Posted on January 20, 2018 by

If stopping were easy, a thought beam properly directed would thread silently through atom after atom and bring the entire universe to a standstill. An empty mirror reflected in itself.  Not easy. Not difficult. A judicious response to the Problem … Continue reading →

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STOPPING THE MIND

Posted on September 7, 2017 by

If stopping were easy, a thought beam properly directed would thread silently through atom after atom and bring the entire universe to a standstill. An empty mirror reflected in itself. If stopping were difficult, the spider mind would jumble on, … Continue reading →

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HOW MANY ANGELS CAN STAND ON THE POINT OF A PIN

Posted on November 16, 2016 by

Although the Two Worlds are so intimately linked, how is it that they are completely distinct? See! A ten-ton elephant and a thousand soldiers reflected in a single mirror! Why doesn’t the glass shatter under the weight of such an … Continue reading →

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CINDERELLA’S SHOES

Posted on January 28, 2016 by

The ugly sister, Alice, glared at the mirror with reflected malice; gave a grin and blew a bubble; stroked the stubble on her chin and simpered, in unbridled bliss, “What a charmer I iss!” adding, with a grimace, “Who’s the … Continue reading →

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HOMO SAPIENS CHRISTMAS

Posted on December 21, 2015 by

“Plastic flowers, plastic treeses, fan-assisted, cooling breezes; all the snow is cotton wool with chunks of ice to keep it cool. Olé!” Walking about his planet (with his dog) carrying out his inspections, looking at his reflections, blaming the mirrors, … Continue reading →

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GUIDE BOOK

Posted on October 25, 2013 by

Guide Book “In Chiangmai there are many shapeful chedis in which nowhere can be seen.” Is stillness something or is it merely what’s left over when things disappear? How can things which are ever-moving, ever-changing, not be? Stillness is complete … Continue reading →

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