Posted on February 14, 2014 by Nik

Love’s Philosophy

Endymion - George Frederick Watts (1872)

Endymion – George Frederick Watts (1872)

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single,
All things by a law divine
In one another’s being mingle–
Why not I with thine? Read More

Posted on January 7, 2014 by Nik

Fruit Gathering

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Padma Sambhava, by Nicholas Roerich, 1927.

Rabindranath Tagore, timeless poetic meanderings after my own restless heart (forsooth)

“Where roads are made I lose my way.
In the wide water, in the blue sky there is no line of a track.
The pathway is hidden by the birds’ wings, by the star-fires, by the flowers of the wayfaring seasons.
And I ask my heart if its blood carries the wisdom of the unseen way…

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Posted on December 20, 2013 by Nik

cupid on the wing

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Edward Burne-Jones: Cupid Finding Psyche, 1865

As a moon struck writer and mad surfer of consciousness, it  surprised me how insightful and self reflective a tool okcupid turns out to be! An intelligent and compelling, new(ish) paradigm of social networking for potential lovers, whether casual shag or serious spouse! We’re all looking for a potential mate at times and I have indeed met some unique and wonderful persons, shagged a few in fact, and fallen in love at least once (unrequited) …

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Posted on November 21, 2013 by Nik

Brenda reads one of mine…

 – start at 22m15s


. . . A little while,
a moment of rest upon the wind,
and another woman shall bear me.

~ The Prophet. Khalil Gibran

Drifting through the formless void, darkness
all around.
there is a shimmer of sound
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Posted on November 21, 2013 by Nik

I live my life in growing orbits…

Screen shot 2013-11-21 at 12.36.00which move out over the things of the world.
Perhaps I can never achieve the last,
but that will be my attempt.

I am circling around God, around the ancient tower,
and I have been circling for a thousand years,
and I still don’t know if I am a falcon, or a storm,
or a great song.

Rainer Maria Rilke ~ from A Book for the Hours of Prayer

Posted on November 11, 2013 by Nik

Veteran’s day?

Dulce et decorem est pro patria mori.warrior

Oh yeah – that Hallmark holiday where we pay lip service to the duped warriors of the nation sent out as fodder to feed the military industrial complex and protect corporate interests at large (America – global arms dealer #1, America – consumer of oil #1, hmmm)

Yet the returning warriors or their remaining families, instead of being honored and supported in a meaningful way Read More

Posted on October 31, 2013 by Nik

My Garden

shroudby Mehdi Akhavan-e Salis (M. Omid)

Holding its sky tightly in its arms, the cloud,
wrapped in its cold, damp sheepskin.
The garden of leaflessness, is alone,
day and night, with its pure, forlorn silence.
Its instrument the rain, its anthem the wind.
Its clothe is the cloak of nakedness. Read More

Posted on September 21, 2013 by Nik

Burning Man and the evolutionary principal

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truth is beauty

After a meteorologically and sociologically intense week working at the airport, helping to build out the framework of the city before the event “begins,” the collective switch is thrown that last Sunday of August, and the living beauty emerges, fleshing out the body of Black Rock City like a complex luminescent bloom on some other worldly plane. The wild and magical kingdom arises out of the dust once more, with more than one jolt of lightening, coming alive with wonder and excitement, not so very unlike Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein…

It’s 2013 and my 1st “early arrival” of 9 burns since 1998. A lot has changed in this time, yet Burning Man remains one of the greatest expressions of human creativity, play, ingenuity and celebration of life, love and art on the planet today. Perhaps not for the faint, but wild of heart and free of spirit (or maybe just lunatic.) Read More

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