Month: April 2021

  • The Sages Kick Start. . .

      I keep on hand stenographer tablets  to jot down notes I think important in rereading the journal entries.  I came across this  poem thoughts.  I do not know when I wrote it nor what entry prompted it.  I may have been deeply focused in thought with someone.  I remember the first line glimpse I…

  • An Open Forum . . it takes courage. . . .

    Today I realized that when I watch certain  television programs,  I audit the class.   It is fatiguing with my hearing  problem,  but with certain programs, I work it so that I use television as class time. I realize my head is open, and by that I mean doors are open letting in activity of sound…

  • My Eternal Love. . . . .my earth. . .

    Love Letter To My Planet Earth  . . . .  My love affair started when I was eight and laid upon the green grass and willed the clouds into playmates for my thoughts.  I wished I told my sky that I wished to be wise.  I am not sure I knew what wise meant other…

  • With Credence To Time Warps. . .

    With Credence To Time Warps. . . (I had a dream where there was an old woman muttering over a  young woman in a  body cast with only eyes and mouth showing.  I told the old woman to release her. I  don’t know why she was punished, perhaps for prostitution.  And a person throwing a…

  • We Are It, Sailors, We are It . . . . .

     Take to Heart This Earth Planet Classroom. . . . .  I have been in a few rooms when some beloveds have been preparing to transit this world.  Some have been hospital rooms where it has been calmer when attention is focused on what was happening and not being diverted from the one leaving our…

  • The Happy Camper Gleanings. . . .

    Man can strike the essence of what is wrong in the arena the heavens cannot reach. ***** Man must process an enormous amount of garbage in the place where integration of the human is of vital interest. *****  The sounds of mortal life cut deeply and quickly and with great pain to those who have…