Gathering Minds

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Scratching My Head In Wonder

How about a story? In a dream I saw the Earth quietly put out to pasture so as to hide it’s pain, anguish and torment. As it is tucked away from prying eyes it’s inhabitants endure a freedom not since the Golden Age of Man where all become…

Imagine That

Have you ever tracked the source of thoughts, of their beginnings and of how they come to be displayed upon the screen of the mind? Imagination is quite similar to that process but that’s not the point that I am making here. Imagination requires…

In The Day of Reckoning

Karma? If one believes in that sort of thing then it is very, very, and I quote, ‘real’. But that is not what this is about. Perhaps it is more than just a turn of the wheel, a spin of the dial or even a time loopy-de-loop on the roller…

Southern Hospitality

A moment of pause, an evening of remembrance and a fist full of dollars. I know, it’s a crazy, crazy world isn’t it? With all the wagons circling, the trains running late and the runways blocked where oh where can he be? Living in a well of…

Grace From Heaven

Falling from Grace, do we then recover? Are we even able to do such? Perhaps it is in the falling that one finds redemption but there really is little use for recovering ‘alcoholics’ who need a nice and long path to the fields of a heaven firmly…

A Funny Story

The fluctuations of battle require a sense and sensibility of occurrences both large and small. If one were to miss significance then disastrous results are but guaranteed to come knocking on one’s door. There is no waiting for clues when all…

The Drama of Life and Living

Humans. It’s amazing their lack of control, the obvious unwillingness to take a step back and observe their own sense of self, of their own cohesion in the balance of the universe. This lack demonstrates itself through drama, day in and day out.

Wayward Thoughts

There hasn’t been much to scribe these days even though the fact of the matter is that the activity level around here is quite enormous. It’s like information overload where the sheer volume is far too great to give a moment of pause to it all…

Fancy Footworking

What is time but a thin silver thread on which to hang one’s hat. From here to there and back again makes no mind and it takes no time at the end of which someone just happens to turn out the light. Perhaps the question becomes that when this…

Timesweep

Sometimes the broom comes out and things get swept from here to there. In the motion all sorts of other things also become lodged, dislodged and shuffled about. Like a dusty floor one can watch the fine particles float hither and…

Continuing The Matter

This comes on the heels of my last post. Times are certainly changing, are they not? Personally it looks like I’ve performed a perfect 180 in the parking lot instead of going, coming instead and instead of coming hither I’ve gone yonder. Yeah, I…

Here Fishy, Fishy

Bert and Ernie, companions of fishers of Men, called to the deep blue sea, "Here fishy, fishy!" whereupon the sea would produce it’s glory, jumping into the boat wriggling to and fro with vigor and…

Spiritual Embolism

Times come and go - regular, like the clockwork stroke of the hour, on the hour. Yes, time does indeed subscribe to the march of the wooden soldiers. Endlessly one can view the vista from the comfort of one’s lawn chair and delegate to some…

Project Looking Glass : The Merging of The Timeline

Cubes of color reveal all sorts of golden information but of course if one is not quite attuned in the proper direction well then all sorts of grey area matter become standard fare. Checking the Book of Life it becomes plain to see that was…

Finding A Safe Haven

In some circles the search for fame and glory come via the inclusion of the human sacrifice called the end times. While time resetting has been in vogue there appears to be a very different enticement being played out upon the hardened hearts…

A Sight For Sore Eyes

In changing we promote decay as the old must pass the test of time to never return… or does it? Events seemingly beyond our control force us to follow the spiral to it’s bitter end. Down, down into the depths of our own torment do we plough…

Passing The Time Of Day

Day or night the passage of time comes to be inevitable. Lazily we stand by the sidelines waiting and watching life pass us by wondering in despair when it will be our turn. Yes, when will it me my turn!?

Time Flies, But Does It Ever Get Tired?

Time is running out! You’ve heard it all before. Limitation, lack and just plain ‘ol destitution. No time for this, no time for that and especially no time for doing what is right. Busy, busy, busy… It makes the mind spin and spin just…

Time Stood Still

Taking a deep breath, drawing in the universe of experiential delight, we sometimes lose ourselves to the lust and glory of immersion. Losing ourselves we take flight and in this fanciful dream-like quality we come to embrace life and death and…

No Change Equals No Case Gain

"Case gain" is a term used to describe the effects of realizations about one’s self and the resulting freedom or the freeing up of attention units from those places where it has become fixated upon the experiential track. When these attention…

Stuck In Time (Forum)

Have you ever come upon a moment, thought, or experience and found that whatever you do, it just doesn’t seem to "go away". Besides being called an "engram", "by-passed charge", or "mis-emotion", it all amounts to the same thing - being stuck. A…

Out-Guessing Time

Wandering the Wasteland, we tend to seek out new life experiences in order to help curb our appetite for destruction. Our inclination to destroy is remarkably infamous for it’s transitional effects, and yet, it still does nothing to relieve…

Bending Time

According to our own will we look upon the Universe as being a place. Within that place we endeavor to seek out and take within the experience which we place there for ourselves. Defining time and space, we come to live life to the fullest. Of…

Time Passes

As always, time moves along it’s merry track, oblivious to the rise and fall of those in it’s path and especially of those in it’s wake. You can’t stop a locomotive. Sometimes, the great ‘debilitator’ comes along and says that, indeed, the…

The Blade

Space, the Final Frontier. Whether going forward or backward, the edges of space will never be found. Creating our way, the darkness dispells to reveal the path to our goal. In other words, it’s never ‘here’ but always ‘there’. Space, and it’s…