Reyna d’Assia: The Key to Immortal Consciousness

This is one of the best lists for living a good life I have seen. I love the last one especially. Don’t let your devils dog you, make them meditate.

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We have been badly educated. We live in a world of competition in which honesty is synonymous with naïveté. We must first develop good habits. Some of them may seem simple, but they are very difficult to realize. Believing them to be obvious, we fail to see that they are the key to immortal consciousness. Now I shall offer you a dictation of the commandments that my blessed father, George Gurdjieff, taught me….

1. Ground your attention on yourself. Be conscious at every moment of what you are thinking, sensing, feeling, desiring, and doing.
2. Always finish what you have begun.
3. Whatever you are doing, do it as well as possible.
4. Do not become attached to anything that can destroy you in the course of time.
5. Develop your generosity ‒ but secretly.
6. Treat everyone as if he or she was a close relative.
7. Organize what you…

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Taking Nirvana to the Country: Sturgill Simpson In Bloom

This is a gorgeous arrangement and some stirring vocals, horns worthy of Motown and slide guitar and strings that pull all the poetry out of Cobain’s song. I had to listen to it 3 times and sing very loudly along with it just to free myself from its spell. I still want more.

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Images of Spring in Southwest Oregon

Bridge and Bandon were beautiful in the spring sun. Lots of bright colorful light to capture and carry home 

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Playing with Captured Light

 Abstracted Photography

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The Last 3 Poems of April

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Day Light Moon

shadow stained mirror or

 A ghostly embryo floating

in a womb of sky?

 

Fresh Water Habitat

Ruffled water,

lilly leaves drift in anchored circles,

birds gabble and croak and whistle

beyond the trees on the far shore

an ice cream truck blares its territorial song

on its daily migration.

 

Paleo Lithic Poems

Spirals of oxydized clay

the eyes of beasts

extinct.

 

Coming soon more April poems in May.

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