Zen

Thus we see that the all important thing is not killing or giving life, drinking or not drinking, living in the town or the country, being lucky or unlucky, winning or losing. It is how we win, how we lose, how we live or die, finally, how we choose. We walk, and our religion is shown (even to the dullest and most insensitive person), in how we walk. Living in this world means choosing and the way we choose to walk is infallibly and perfectly expressed in the walk itself.

R. H. BLYTH

Subject 2

I just took your photo, and yes we were serenaded by Miles and Madeleine Peyroux.


Now you are calling me at 12:58 am on a Monday night.




At 22 I knew what happened at this hour.

Subject 1

She tried to come over. Drive her rental car anyway. I had just finished a conversation with a woman whose voice warms my blood, and now here I am in the cross hairs of someone's spontaneity. Upon separation from my wife I made bold and meaningless statements to the fact that: I would be out there. I would be entertaining personalities and creating stables of women impressive to even William Clinton. I would be solar pl ex deep in tons of sexual escapades (as long as they are familiar with the Tao, Aristotle, The book: Disappearance of The Universe... Stumbling Towards Enlightenment...The Alchemist...) and driving like a caravan through them with a horns a blazing.

But i just happen to bump into someone

and here at 10:30pm I would be spending sometime with this eager driver about her staying home and also more importantly about the importance of a good parking space.

I know terrible





terrible becomes outstanding


if all you know is

terrible

39 degrees with snow flurries


I'm fighting going

I have a stupid hat

and i am feeling a tad under the weather

your neighbor couldn't handle the screaming

do you you have your highschool cheerleading outfit to do it in?

Words

"The moment between before and after is called truth."



Katagiri Roshi





In May of this year I told my brother my wife and I were seperating. He hasn't spoken to me since. I in his eyes was soon to violated a covenant put into play by God almighty; a law that cannot be forgiven, with only some form of damnation to follow.

The only thing I have violated was his fragile sensibilities.

A Lexus, huge home and a large bank account had all substituted for wisdom, in his head. I had fought my mind to follow another road and discovered humility along the way. He had this country as an ally to support his philosophy against me, so I couldn't cleary lay blame, but just look at him as disabled. His life had become devoid of passion and imagination and he had--like many, plugged into the illusion of the ego.

My wife and I agreed to rearrange our relationship, to save it. Do to preferences, path requirements we had too. It was very clear that something was wrong, but we had it in our power to figure it out. We both still needed each other, but we also needed to recognize other loves; other experiences and expand. We needed to stop coveting each other and see what we've become.

But my brother has stop speaking to me, but I will have the last word resonating in his mind

create your own visited countries map
or vertaling Duits Nederlands

Calendar

ZAZEN
Is not thinking of good, not thinking of bad.
it is no conscious endeavor.
it is not introspection

Dogen

Her

Quiver









My building cracked and crumbled down
i


ok




ok

don't know



what to
say

pour pour pour; the words
and many moments in one moment



my punic war;my Hannibal into Rome