Sunday, November 30, 2025

I need a map~

 











I need a map!

"I" always needs a map

to navigate what

is unnavigable~

thus the frustration

of searching and

not yet finding the

map~seems as the

seeker's lament~~




Book burning~~

 













Books

are stories

with nuggets which

may resonate

as the book burns~~


“I seemed to see that this life that we live in half-darkness can be illumined, this life that at every moment we distort can be restored to its true pristine shape, that a life, in short, can be realised within the confines of a book!”

— Marcel Proust

Charley's Food Store~~

 










Memories~

arise on the canvas

not then not now~

inexplicable images

with emotional paint

and empty detail~

Speaking of Stories~~

 










Stories

seem as seeking

a new story 

which says

this story is

sufficient~~


Stories

are portrayals 

of what is known

nothing more or less~

the employment 

of words to extract

knowing from the 

unknowable~~


Stories

arrive early

and stay late~

mysterious and

strange and

begging questions~~

Saturday, November 29, 2025

Wood and Trees~~














Wood and trees

ocean and waves

nothing and everything~

these are stories

which when 

nothing whispers

seem to cross 

without crossing

a divide~~

Non-dual Stories~


 











Non-dual Stories~

how to distinguish

we might ask~

stories are not stories

without breakage~

that's how it seems

only how it seems~~

Nothing is happening~~

 











Nothing

is happening

as everything

happens~~


Words

arise paradoxically~

and so

not-this-word

accompanies each

word~~


Words

are futile and

fleeting and

precious~~


Words

are temporary

names for what

is permanent~~


Words

are always fresh

as they arise

with the smoke

from their burning

already in

the air~~