karma is inevitable
wherever you go, there you are
Thursday, November 27, 2025
Wednesday, November 26, 2025
Monday, November 24, 2025
A Sea of Vowels
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As it must, my deafness has progressed now to the point where, without my expensive, annoying, tinny, hearing aids, I exist in a sonic soup of vowels. Without hearing aids (and many times even WITH them..) I strain to hear and understand what is said to me. It's fucking exhausting. Music doesn't sound the same, which kills me. I've lost the high end, so unless the volume is turned way up, music sounds like it is being played through a mattress. Sound cancelling headphones help with this - but they're not perfect by any stretch. And of course - let's not forget my faithful friend, Tinnitus. A constant ~8000Hz whine plays in my head 24/7. Like the deafness, the Tinnitus is getting worse.. Stress seems to be able to make it even worse some days.. It's not all bad though - as much as my deafness is a terrible burden to those around me because they have to repeat themselves, it is often a source of amusement to them as well as I "creatively mis-hear" what is spoken to me.. ~ |
Well - This And The Natural World...
"Blue Coat" - Yayoi Kusama
On Display Now at the Rose Art Museum
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"I fight pain, anxiety and fear every day, and the only method I've found that relieves my illness is to keep creating art." ~ Yayoi Kusama |
Thursday, November 20, 2025
Can't Stop. Won't Stop
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Outside of The Scriptures
"Mind-To-Mind Transmission"
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Tuesday, November 18, 2025
Lessons in Non-Attachment
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Decades ago, when I had lots more money and tons more naiveté about my own "perfectability", I constructed a meditation room in my house. I bought the turned-wooden vase above for my altar. The vase is made out of maple (maybe?) with beautiful grain showing. I loved it at first sight and paid over $200.00 for it at an art faire (such embarrassing pretense) - an extravagance and completely "extra" to the pursuit of the Dharma. Nobody needs a gorgeous wood vase to investigate the great matter of life and death. In fact, gorgeous wood vases (and their ilk) may well serve as roadblocks to realization.. as they increase our attachment to the "Beautiful" and "Serene." My Dog, Tie, saw through my pretensions. He saw I was heading down the wrong road and tried to save me.. The first time I left him alone in the house after purchasing "my precious" Tie made his way into my "dharma hall" and attacked the vase. When I got home, I found the dried floral arrangement that I had carefully constructed in the vase strewn around the floor. And then - the horror.. I saw "my precious" laying on its side with claw marks all over it and pieces missing from the top because Tie spent some time chewing on it.. Well - Instead of being grateful, I flew into a rage and punished Tie. I don't remember exactly what I did, but I probably yelled at him and gave him a prolonged time-out in another room.. Therein lies the lesson he so selflessly gave me.. I was a fraud practitioner. I was hopelessly mired in attachment to "my precious" and even more - to my thoughts about being a "serious student of The Way." He was trying to free me. And - for his efforts? Punishment.. Deep bows of gratitude to my beautiful canine Zen Master. I am so sorry. |
Monday, November 17, 2025
November
Lensbaby Composer - Double Glass
Tangled F/X
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The greens and yellows of summer have transformed into the somber palette of late fall - burnt umbers, greys, dark golds, oranges, and lead-grey skies.. The air has a bite to it - presaging the skin-peeling temperatures of December, January and February. Some don't like it. The find it a drab sight - the bare trees and fallen leaves. They don't like the short days, the long cold nights, and the frigid mornings.. I relish it all. This is my season - the season of death and renewal. The Great Wheel in motion. ~ |
Tuesday, November 11, 2025
A Single Counterforce
My Secret Drug
Either
"Late Afternoon - Audubon Wildlife Sanctuary"
a long walk around the perimeter
of the Sanctuary.
The image is either about the
gathering darkness
- or -
Still...
Wednesday, November 5, 2025
A Distinction Without A Difference
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Saw this image a few days ago. Certainly, it captures the current M.O. of many many Christians in the US. But - Really - The oppression and violence we are currently witnessing in the Empire is not solely sourced by MAGA Christians, is it? No. It's not. Oppression and violence and murder is what comes when Christianity sidles up to power. It's a devastating mix.. Christianity and power.. And these days? Christianity just isn't sidling up to the powerful, it is down on its knees fellating them... There's no need for me to regurgitate all of that 'spiritual' tradition's transgressions.. You can find them yourself by googling "christian atrocities through the centuries" In our own little shit-hole country, Christians have been on the wrong side of history since us whiteys set foot on North America... The highlights:
I could go on - but you get the picture... So - there is no need to qualify the term Christianity by using the modifying word "MAGA." Straight-up "Christianity" will do.. ~ |
Sunday, November 2, 2025
The Cost of "No" - Stark. Spacious. Bare.
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Saying "No" every minute of every fucking day has been the center of maintaining weight-loss.. "Do you want a dessert?" - NO "Do you want a beer?" - NO "Do you want some candy?" - NO "Do you want a late-night snack?" - NO "Can't you just eat in moderation?" - NO NO. NO. NO. Just fucking NO. As I've written before saying "NO" has permeated the rest of my life. Am I willing to people-please? - NO Am I willing to always put my needs second (or third) to other people's needs? - NO Am I willing to fall for "I've been thinking about you. I miss you. Can you do something for me?" - NO Am I willing to go on letting people ridicule my lack of knowledge about trivial shit like coding (for example) - NO Am I willing to not just fucking be myself in order to make others feel more comfortable? - NO All this NOing has worked so far - I have kept the weight off and my blood numbers are primo. NOing / setting boundaries does come with a significant cost. It's best summed up by Emily Brown in her recent Tiny Buddha piece titled "The Lonely Ache of Self-Worth That No One Talks About" A small excerpt:
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Saturday, October 11, 2025
Clean Desk Policy
"A Clean Desk Is A Secure Desk"
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I was in the library of the Addison Gallery the other day when I noticed this immaculately barren work station. The sight transported me back to my days as a wage slave at JBAC. When I worked at JBAC, the exec-u-teefs were around the fucking bend about not letting their precious "Intellectual Property" out in the wild. They were convinced that there were actually people out the real world who wanted their shitty, bloated, bug-ridden code.. As if..... Their collective delusions about the desirability of their code provoked them to institute a "Clean Desk Policy" where employees would have to clear their desks of confidential documents (in our case that meant mainly program listings..) at the end of the day. To enforce this stupidity, managers would walk around after hours to inspect cubicle and write people up if listings were found on desktops.. I used to leave post-its on my mouse pad that said "Confidential Information Under Mousepad." Underneath the mouse pad I used to put another post-it that said "Made you look!!" The most absurd facet of the Clean Desk Policy was the "30 minute printout rule." The 30 minute rule demanded that printouts needed to be retrieved from the printers in 30 minutes or less from the team printer room. They even had a JBAC exec-u-teef send out scold emails to teams who underperformed in this important area of corporate security.. I used to actually feel bad that a grown man had to spend time bad-dogging over-worked, under-staffed development teams over what amounted to printouts of software nobody in their right mind would ever (ever) want.. But that was JBAC - paranoid and delusional. ~ |
Thursday, September 25, 2025
Charlie Kirk, Christian Thought Leader - Matthew 7:15-20
Quotes from https://zeteo.com/p/charlie-kirk-in-his-own-words ~ |
Wednesday, September 17, 2025
Ancient and Inexhaustible
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l. Choices We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts we make the world. Speak or act with an impure mind And trouble will follow you As the wheel follows the ox that draws the cart. We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts we make the world. Speak or act with a pure mind And happiness will follow you As your shadow, unshakable. "Look how he abused me and hurt me, How he threw me down and robbed me." Live with such thoughts and you live in hate. "Look how he abused me and hurt me, How he threw me down and robbed me." Abandon such thoughts, and live in love. In this world Hate never yet dispelled hate. Only love dispels hate. This is the law, Ancient and inexhaustible. .... The Dhammapada - Thomas Byrom Translation ~ |
Tuesday, September 9, 2025
Single
~ Zen Master Man Gong - 1945 ~
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It's In Their Nature
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A new crop of Authoritarian supporters is blooming at the Joe Big-Ass Corporation (JBAC). Goose-stepping technologists and administrators are back at the suppression game, humping the legs of repressive regimes, just like they did in Germany during WWII and in South Africa during apartheid: From The Associated Press:
Take a bow, you brown-shirted geese.... ~ |
Tuesday, September 2, 2025
When You Live With Kids
...an abandoned shopping cart filled with a stuffed otter, two purple
princess slippers, and an Iron Man action figure.
Tiny People Trying to Figure Out the World
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I prefer not to force the Wee Ones to "smile for the camera." I like to capture their expressions as they are, with whatever emotion is present. The Wee Ones see everything. They are always watching. Always. They often understand more than we give them credit for. Tiny people trying to figure out the world. ~ |
Friday, August 29, 2025
the dark trees, blessedly neutral
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Lensbaby - Double Glass Optic
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So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon. I shall walk, as I did tonight, jealous of my loneliness, in the blue-silver of the cold moon, shining brilliantly on the drifts of fresh-fallen snow, with the myriad sparkles. I talk to myself and look at the dark trees, blessedly neutral. So much easier than facing people, than having to look happy, invulnerable, clever. With masks down, I walk, talking to the moon, to the neutral impersonal force that does not hear, but merely accepts my being. And does not smite me down." ~ Sylvia Plath ~ Via: Alive On All Channels ~ |
Sunday, August 24, 2025
The Impotent Blue Blob
"How Did That Genocide Support Work Out For You?"
"How Did Supporting a Doddering Old Fool Work Out For You?"
"How Did Voting For Genitals and Skin Color Work Out For You?"
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"We now stand in the middle of a raging crisis the party has helped create through its complicity, corruption, and disastrous decisions. Every single day we see new evidence that party leadership cannot meet this moment. They failed to win power and they now fail to supply actual resistance. The numbers make it clear. The party has a 33% favorable rating and are enjoying historically low approval. Honestly, I’d say they’ve earned that and more. I get asked a lot where I think the Democratic Party needs to go. And I wanted to expand on that, but also make it clear that I don’t see this as purely a political question. What the party does now will affect the rest of our lives. If the Democrats continue down this present path, it will enable further fascism and suffering. And, it needs said, that if the status quo of the party wins out, and if they continue warring with their supporters and the vast majority of Americans, we’ll need to look elsewhere for representation." ~ |
































