Friday, April 7, 2017

SPRING


SPRING is chirping..
just now..a SPRING walk..
SPRING forms a birdsong
imagined on a high branch...
No skill in naming the bird..!
Attention shifts to the warming sun
to the sprouting dandelions
to shining white on the distant Peak
to melting of  recent snow:
these many SPRING songs..
I am SPRING
shaping and returning
as each footstep
rises and falls...

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Choice


Do we have free choice?
A question which halts and stumbles..
The head says yes and imagines
those twists and turns so far..
The heart says no and invites a plunge
into its infinite abode..
An abode in which we experience
that impersonal Self
into which the head choices
fall and dissolve...

Rocking Chair Across the Room



Rocking Chair Across the Room

Quaint and pleasing to the eye
seemingly separate and independent
as I observe from my seat
across the room..
Does this story end?
The appearance..what else
might be said? Well..
Sinking into oceanic wholeness
the chair now is experienced
as an impression within and as
seamless wholeness..
my real identity
and yours...



Wednesday, April 5, 2017

pixel possibilities






pixel possibilities

This very small image element
is a projection of the computer..
Seeming objects are projected by
let's say: a subjective computer..
Resolution in variation 
clouds and clarifies..
These apparent visions of science
assist in our meditations..
Consciousness as the computer
comes first 
initiating multitudes of pixel dances..
RedGreenBlue express temporarily
an image made from the computer's 
infinite pixel possibilities.. 
Consciousness contains our life pixels
projecting our low resolution dreams
and higher resolution wakefulness..
Why important..?
Our seeing is beginning to upstage
our illusory focus on those pixels... 





pixel 
 
(pĭk'səl)   

The most basic unit of an image displayed on a computer or televisionscreen or on a printer. Pixels are generally arranged in rows and columns;a given combination among the pixels of various brightness and colorvalues forms an image. ◇ A subpixel is one of three components of apixel used in the representation of a color image. Each subpixel representsthe contribution of a single color—red, green, or blue—to the overall colorand brightness of the pixel. 

Our Living Language   The images on a computer screen arecomposed of tiny dots called pixels (short for picture element). The computer controls each pixel individually. Most monitors have hundreds of thousands, or often millions, of pixels that are lit or dimmed to create an image. Each pixel of a color screen is made outof one red, one blue, and one green subpixelgenerally arranged ina triangle, adjusted individually to create the combined effect of single color but treated as a unit pixel for determining resolution.Pixels vary in size according to the size and resolution of the monitor. Smaller pixels provide higher resolution, and therefore sharper images, but require more memory to store the color and intensity data of each pixel and more processing time to refresh thescreen. Resolution is frequently referred to in terms of dpi, or dotsper inch.
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Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Cloaks and Branches


Cloaks and Branches

These words frame the story
a story recognizing resurrection..
Recognition of a true identity
an identity never to die..
Cloaks have made cover for
 many beliefs in separation..
Yet resurrection truth 
might always be exposed 
quietly saturating our stories..
Branches multiple and similar
speak of equality and grace..
All are invitations hinting 
resurrection most immediate...



Sunday, April 2, 2017

a thought gone searching



a thought gone searching

searching for an open space it had glimpsed before
a space alive knowing only itself
 a pulsing fullness..an understanding joy
which thought is desperate to find.. just once more..
 alas our thought has a hidden handicap:
remembering that glimpse as that some-thing
arriving and arriving and arriving
at some gateway..an entrance forbidden..
 the key is there with accompanying fear:
fiery dissolution of that thought gone searching..
will it? can it? dare it?
..does it..?

Saturday, April 1, 2017

TAPS...Remembering a Classmate
















Walter K. Wilson III
April 28, 1937--April 11, 2008

Colonel Walter King Wilson III was known as  a man of few words, but many names came to be descriptive of his life of devotion and dedication: "Walter," "Walt," "Weary," "Wilson," "Ish," husband, father, grandfather, and great-grandfather.. these are just a few.

Walt was born at the United States Military Academy (USMA), West Point, New York at Old Post Hospital on April 28, 1937.  West Point was always special to him as his birth place. and as his first family home.  His father (Walter King Wilson II, later Chief of the Army Corps of Engineers) was assigned as an Engineering instructor at West Point when Walt was born.  Following in his father's footsteps, Walt served as an instructor in the USMA Engineering Department from 1971 to 1975.  By all reports, this was a most enjoyable and memorable assignment.

After graduating from Nouasseur High School in Morocco, Walt attended Sullivan Preparatory School before joining the Long Gray Line.  As a third generation West Pointer, he graduated in 1960, following his father of the 1929 class, and his grandfather a member of the centenary class of 1902.  Walt was proud of his West Point heritage, but he also had a strong appreciation for his own individuality.  For example, on a few occasions, after returning from a time away from the Academy, Walt would announce that he was considering completing his education elsewhere.  How serious?  His roommates (Charles Coon, Tom Robinson) recognized an inner struggle. And, he remained! 

Walt served in many Army Engineer assignments around the world and in the U. S.  These various assignments took him to the Far Eastern countries of Thailand, Taiwan, and Vietnam, followed by nine years in Europe, including Germany and the Netherlands.

Walt met his wife Barbara in 1958 in Pittsburgh and declared to classmates, while boarding the train to return to West Point from the football game, that he had met the girl he was going to marry.  And, following this fateful visit to Pittsburgh, he made it happen!

Another  important aspect of Walt's individuality during his West Point years, was a very notable creative talent. He taught himself how to play the ukulele, and his classmates were often entertained by his renditions of the popular music of the time, particularly remembering the musical, "Oklahoma!"   Another self-taught talent was a precise and beautiful performance of the Manual of Arms, with the M-1 rifles which we were issued.  Walt was also very much interested in military history, beyond the basic courses offered in military art.  His special interest was the American Civil War, and he was often found pondering various historical accounts and biographies of that era.  Photography was another interest.  Because of Walt's tutelage, a roommate (Charles Coon) discovered his own lifelong interest in photography.

It is not possible to properly remember Walt Wilson without speaking of his strong dedication to a wondrous family.  On the occasion of our 30th Class Reunion we were asked for a short summary of the highlights of the past 30 years.  While many classmate writings told of favorite assignments and various successes, Walt's profound brevity is here quoted: 


"Walter King Wilson, III, Colonel, USA (Ret.)

Walter K. IV '63 Business
Victoria T. 64 Business
John N. II 66 Business
Elizabeth K. 68 U of Oregon
5-time All-American track
Charles S. 72 High School
Stuart A. 73 High School
James G. 75 Jr. High School
Nicholas A. 79 Fifth Grade

The noteworthy events of my last thirty years are the eight young people listed above.  They each are a delight to know." 

This amazing large family was indeed his primary legacy, and his gift to all of us.  Their successful  and caring engagement in life, now through four generations,  has made the world a better place.

Walt was survived by his wife, Barbara, the eight children listed above; eleven grandchildren:  Devon, Petra, David, Katherine, Rebecca, Hayden, Abigail, Benjamin, Zachary Sydney, and Grace; and four great-grandchildren:  Madison, Garrett, Gage, and Gabriella.  All of these persons must be named as we celebrate the memory of Walt Wilson.

Walt Wilson was buried with full military honors in Arlington Cemetery on July 16, 2008.
















Hello C-1 Company Mates,

There is push from the class leaders to try to get more deceased classmate memorials for TAPS.  As you are aware, we have more than our share – 10 out of 24.  A list is below:
Fred Bidgood
Joe Felber
Jerry Lewis
Ned Losuito
Kim Mercado
Joe Skinner
Gene Wilson
Walt Wilson
Humphrey Windsor
Jack Yeagley

Joe Skinner and Ned Losuito already have memorial articles published but we need to try to get the others recognized and honored.  I have taken on doing one for Joe Felber with help from his widow, Punkie.  She provided an obituary and I blended in the 50 yearbook write-up on Joe.  I have attached it as a sample of what is expected.  I ran it by the class memorial article police and it passed muster albeit a bit short.  850  words is desired  (see writers guidelines) but AOG will accept shorter ones.  I am asking you to consider taking on the remaining 7.  Some of you know the widows/next of kin and it would be a good start to contact them to see if they will agree to cooperate.  If they can provide an obituary, you could do what I did by supplementing it with the 50 yearbook write-ups.  It wasn’t very hard and I actually enjoyed doing it for such a fine person as Joe.

I am also attaching the inventory sheet and guidelines for writers  as references.

Please let me know if any of you would be interested in doing this for our deceased classmates.  Share your response by replying to all.  C-1 is a laggard in this endeavor, probably near last place  so I am told.

I am trying to update the C-1 e-mail roster.  I am sure some of the addresses above are no longer valid.  I do not have e-mail addresses for Larry Reber, Oz Caldwell, John Birkholz, Tom Robinson or Fran Calverase.  Help me out if you can.

Navy WAS beaten, beat them again!

Your classmate, Frank Farrell