Friday, December 24, 2010
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.
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Friday, December 17, 2010
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.
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Friday, December 10, 2010
Sight for Sore Eyes
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Saturday, December 4, 2010
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.
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Monday, November 29, 2010
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Sunday, November 21, 2010
chocoate Easter bunnies on parade
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Tuesday, November 16, 2010
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Friday, November 12, 2010
Thich Nhat Hanh described how one could draw in peaceful vibes and breathe out peace with a smile. It's been years since I read Miracle of Mindfulness, so I forget the details. The general idea is how a smile and awareness of breathing could flip a person into a state of mindfulness and relax body and soul. The other discussion of smiling occurred in 1975, the summer I worked in northern Manitoba on a track repair crew. I took a photo of a Saulteaux man and he didn't smile. He said it's foolish to smile into the camera, but didn't elaborate. The way he said it made the meaning clear.
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Compost Zombies in Love
Halloween, time to dig out those zombie pictures. Fruits and vegetables don't last very long. They have to be eaten before they get over-ripe and then begin to rot. I thought about this while lying in bed last night and felt bloated, a sense of putrefaction going on in my belly, not to mention bad breath and a film of sweat.
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Monday, October 25, 2010
May your wine-filled sardine cans overflow with Cheerios. I found some bottles of home made wine in a closet after moving into this apartment. Apparently, the wine is about ten years old. There was also half a box of cereal in the cupboard. It made the perfect photo op. For a comment on meaning, read below.
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Thursday, October 21, 2010
we got divorced
Well, it happens to a lot of people. Don't feel bad. Change is part of existence. Maybe they could remain friends.
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Friday, October 15, 2010
Grandmother and Stonehenge
Reverend Stonehenge Stumps waited until Peter Stumps reached the age of sixteen before introducing him to the Mysteries of Isabella and the secrets of lonely, northern highway through muskeg, beaver, heavy stands of spruce, fir, pine and birch, moose and bear country.
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Thursday, October 14, 2010
Really Good Deal
As a companion piece to the Bread Os posted on Club Morono, Dreaming Man decided to offer painted bread circles for as low as 79 cents, or the fresher ones at 99 cents. Hurry, while supplies still last. Take advantage of this time limited Dreaming Man Eye-Popper Deal.
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Tuesday, October 5, 2010
The image and text are a preview of a graphic novel in progress entitled The Wheel of Lohbado.
Sometimes I would feel the hunger coming on, a force building inside, forcing me to act. Sometimes it's not good to be a man of action. Friends told me to slow down. Look before you leap. Take time to reflect.
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Monday, September 27, 2010
going to bed situation
Are you one of those people who dread going to bed, how the body doesn't want to let go and sink into sleep and deep relaxation? The above image shows Oogah appearing in a graveyard in front of a hill, a modern day Golgotha, place of the skull. Oogah also had trouble sleeping at night and waking up in the morning.
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Monday, September 20, 2010
Finger Forward into the Future
Press the right button. To press the right button could of course be the wrong thing to do when relating to a spouse, boss, colleague or some friend or stranger. To press a person’s buttons could lead to anger, or conflict.
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Sunday, September 12, 2010
The Slough of Despond
Coffee, most people know the taste of coffee. I'd describe black, sugarless coffee as woody, acrid and slightly pungent, like the way the tongue curls from smell of a bog. The slough of despond, resulting from loneliness, weighed me down this morning. It's a familiar demon.
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Friday, September 3, 2010
I drew a character, gray-haired, perhaps androgynous, neither male nor female. He exists in a state of male/female communion, free from desire and at peace with his nature. Desire de-stabilizes a person.
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Friday, August 27, 2010
"Another grand discobely!" (Finnegans Wake p. 294.) Back, from the real ocean of salt water to the horizon, sand and red cliffs, to the unreal ocean of samsara, or dog eat dog, catty world of the daily grind after vacation ends, don't be afraid as you plunge into the fearsome ocean.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
A stretch of highway between the New Brunswick Border and Riviere de Loup featured many motels with vintage signs. I snapped pictures as the car cruised down the road. We drove from PEI to Montreal in one day, two drivers.
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Friday, July 30, 2010
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Sunday, July 25, 2010
Broccoli in Plastic
Walk from fresh morning breeze after pounding the pavement, open the apartment door, surrender to a gust of musty damp warm air, cough a few times and then locate the source of the smell: a forgotten plastic bag of broccoli.
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Thursday, July 22, 2010
not a vegetarian
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Sunday, July 18, 2010
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Friday, July 16, 2010
Apocalyptic Heat, a struggle between what people do to nature and what nature does back to people. Dump oil in the water, forcing hot damp air north, creating extreme heat and monsoon rain where such weather never happened before. Cities pounded by rain, dangerous, record-breaking temperatures, high winds, I remember the days when people denied global warming and argued that such a term was coined by a handful of fanatical ex-hippies to describe how nature sometimes goes through unusual weather cycles. Now global warming is a household word.
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Saturday, July 3, 2010
Remember, it's not always the pretty picture that counts. Not even the lowly selling/buying pawn shop, gold-silver, beanie babies in any form escapes the control God spreads over the zone. The thing about the present heat wave, as I was saying to Joe over lunch, this heat is a hot heat, the direct opposite of moist or dry cold. Only a saddu would wander bare chested, no sunscreen, head exposed to the sun in an Oceanside Job Lot parking lot, or down the streets of a ville run by the mart.
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Monday, June 28, 2010
In the Hot Seat
I stumbled upon this scene of a burning truck seat several years ago at a dump in the Canadian Arctic, outside a small village, far north of tree line. I stopped to watch the orange ball of fire and black smoke and took a few photos.
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Thursday, June 24, 2010
Let It Speak
Basement moisture strangulation, food belly situation, it’s time to smile. Instead of grumbling about the situation, welcome the experience. Let it speak. Don’t turn away from insistent sensations, muttering apparitions, weeping spirits, jealous demons, hungry ghosts, you’re in one of those realms.
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Sunday, June 20, 2010
Art as Catalyst
Art could act as a catalyst to help one overcome deterministic imprisonment within one’s conditioned circumstances. Art, in so far as it involves opening of the heart and mind, embodies freedom. This type of art often presents unique or unusual images, which at first could baffle the viewer. Often the baffled viewer reacts with frustration and irritation, spurning the possibility to open up to something new.
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Friday, June 11, 2010
Myth of the Golden Age
Sometimes, when I sit here with a heap of aches and pains and the usual problems, I start fantasizing about another world, in another time, when things were fine, where everything was better than the present world. I dream about a time when things were not so difficult and it was easier to be happy, when air was pure and water unpolluted.
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Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Rock Hill, famous for his role as Detective Grant Ratofski in the under ground film classic The Purple Fingers of Moriah Pussburger, after being stranded in the desert of Arizona for eight hours in sweltering heat, returned to the land of the living after Lyle Pymples, a desert rat, vagabond type of middle-aged man staged an unspectacular rescue.
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Thursday, May 27, 2010
This man is being way too hard on himself. Nobody is perfect. Everybody makes mistakes. I don't know what he did, but yesterday a man got caught shoplifting in a pharmacy. Was it worth it? Read more and find out.
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Friday, May 21, 2010
The Art of Happiness
I'm reading The Art of Happiness, by The Dalai Lama and Howard Cutler. A couple weeks ago, somebody dumped about twenty books on the curb. A friend gathered them up and brought some home. When I dropped over for a visit, the smiling face of the Dalai Lama caught my eye. I picked up the book and started reading.
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Thursday, May 6, 2010
Mad Melvin Arrested At Mannequin Hotel
Thanks to the speedy intervention of Push Button Man, Mad Melvin will never again unleash his megalomaniac schemes of destruction on the world. Read all about the hot action down at the Mannequin Hotel in the city of Leben Traum.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Polar Bear Head
It's not easy getting up close to a polar bear. A taxi driver in Churchill, Manitoba, back in 1975 drove myself and two buddies to the dump to see polar bears. I was nineteen at the time. He yelled at us to stay back as we approached the bears.
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Tuesday, April 13, 2010
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Saturday, April 3, 2010
Mind Factory, Its Give and Take
Friday, April 2, 2010
Pink Tower Construction
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Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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Sunday, March 28, 2010
Boiled Egg Sunshine
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Thursday, March 25, 2010
Clean Cut Dream Salon
Obviously clean cut feels good, like close shave, trimmed fingernails, clipped nostril hairs. Do what you like with other God-counted hairs, bikini lines, leg bristles, armpit display, every man or woman has his or her fair share of hairy garden.
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Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Keep Your Dog on a Leach
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Sunday, March 21, 2010
Time Saving Device
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Friday, March 19, 2010
Mannlicher Carcano Radio program, March 20, 2010, in response to sound files received from lok8tr, Alberta, memories of Alberta, from 1980 to 1985, I lived in Lloydminister, Edmonton and then High Prairie.
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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
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Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Happy Food, Lord Heart, livid lips, luminous teeth, languid tongue, wet nostrils, gleaming eyes, take a moment over lunch to read whatever appears before the eye, a piece of advertising, the information on a package of crackers, the contents of a jar of peas, the composition of ketchup. Pause, in the kitchen, where the belly goes for comfort and contemplate the mysteries of the organism.
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Friday, February 26, 2010
Show Bar Ersheinung
Apparently appearing manifestly surface show, all part of a phenomenological experience involving self-transcendence, I mean, so much talk about hog virus turned out to be a lot of hog wash. Somebody got rich off the deal, selling all that vaccine. 2009, swine flu, an extraordinary popular delusion.
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Thursday, February 11, 2010
After confusion intensified to breaking point in the life of Reverend Red Gunn (Red is short for Fred), Red stumbled across a copy of the Zen classic translated by Thomas Cleary, The Blue Cliff Record, and opened it at random to Case 87, "A clear-eyed fellow has no nest..."
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