No one can be certain the body is not a plant created by the earth to give a name to its desires – Lucien Becker
“A helping Hand-book for victims of Follies of Youth”
A numinous gem found in the library of the Maha Mantra Meditation Hall – a delightful Hare Krishna temple in Penang, Malaysia, where I stayed for a brief spell back in 1990. At that time, this was a marvellous place to meet wild, free spirited travellers looking for free board and lodging on the ragged roads of the East – the only requirement being to get up before dawn and chant Hare Hare for a bit – yet the characters and curry were exceptional.
In Manhood Rescued, we find the quietly hysterical, delusional and righteous conceit of man, demonstrating the dazzlingly pompous nature of the opinionated, rising out of the tight-ass Victorian views still prevalent in the scattered lands of the Christian puritan to this day. At least from the progressive perspective of any sex positive culture,
“Sure Cure for Masturbation and the Resulting Disorders” …
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
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…
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) …
– 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
there is a shimmer of sound
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
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
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