Good Luck, Best Wishes For You

On behalf of all the good little dreaming girls and boys on the other side of the mountain, as they wait for toy train to bring "an assortment of numerous and species assorts with the popular vogue syncronous...", read the rest in the picture above. Good luck and happiness to everyone from the dreaming people of dreamland.

Lotus Flower

After tossing and turning a while, I rose from the bed and started looking at pictures from an autumn visit to Les Jardins Botanique in Montreal. The lotuses were past their prime, but still packed a wallop of psychedelic beauty. No wonder the lotus ranks up there with the rose, as a powerful symbol. The lotus grows in swampy soil. The idea of something so beautiful coming out of the mud suggests how a someone could be floundering about in confusion, but then, with a little patience, effort, discipline and intelligence, flower into a wise and decent person.  During difficult moments, after wandering waist high into the weeds, or stumbling into brambles, I scramble back on the Mornovian Path. I will soon close my eyes and visualize these flowers and hopefully, fall asleep, to join the billions of people dreaming right now.

Sight for Sore Eyes

I made an appointment for an eye exam next week, to find out why the eyes are so sore. Meanwhile, I close the eyes and visualize a flower. Imagine the moment of dying. What would be the last thing a person sees or thinks as the body becomes a corpse? Before falling asleep, I find it relaxing to fill the mind's eye with pleasant colors and forms.

vegetable

An aerial view of a cage patch happened as I bent forward to rub my right eye. I suffer chronic pain in the right eye. Even pain killers won't stop the pain. So what can you do about it? Live with it. Don't complain. Rub the eye until cabbages explode under the eyelid.