Tag: Monochrome-Madness
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The Present
The Present Past and future are illusions.They exist only in the present,which is what there isand all there is. – Alan Watts
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Introspection And Identity
Introspection and Identity This is an excerpt from a letter to one of my children who is struggling with questions of identity, dreams, and the reality of where our lives have brought us. Reassessing and wrestling with my identity has been a feature of my adult life and continues to this day. I’m sure that most…
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An Inverse Relationship
An Inverse Relationship From the beginning of human communities,even the less than sharp among ushave understood that the ‘common bond’of roots and neighborhood fadeas wealth and power are gained. Now, experiments in psychologyhave formulated a mathematical maxim: Empathy is inversely proportionalto individual wealth and power. In experiments where fourroughly equal persons engagein some mundane task,where…
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Mid April Morning Ride
A Mid April Morning Ride bright blue skya circular roll of cloudsaround the Tucson basinlike the city just blewa giant smoke ringwhich rolled ever so slowlyout to the four square horizonsending in a marble skyby the return home not many on the Loop todaya few morning dovesalong the wayand a few spandex-cladbikies in a hurry…
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Stew And Recipe
Stew and Recipe Closing, the waking dream unfolds, the path to consciousness — untold,The printer hums, the keyboard clicks, the cursor blinks, 1 human brain (shredded). The surge crashes, the mind blanks — consciousness returns. 2-much stock (quantum soup — quarks, mesons, pisons, and other subatomic nutrients — unprocessed). Bio-transducer/receiver translates the quantum…
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February Morning Ride
February Morning Ride first ride with electronic assistheart attack hills no longer resist blue sky abovemarbled withwhite fluffy clouds while the vistasnorth through southbutt up against mountainsriver gorges and high passesthe main ways out the interim planes filled with yellowBrittlebush and Greasewoodlike pastel paintingslandscapes hung to wow only a few walkers and ridersin the morning…
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Would-a, Should-a…
Would-a Should-a Could-a As ‘Now’ barrels into destiny’s fateRolling along, a transitioning gateIt leaves history and would-aShould-a could-a in its wake –LE Residual influences of the Rubaiyat, only a dim memory from my youth…
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Laying-on Paint
Laying-on Paint background musicto start – sonatas forviolin and guitar canvas preparedrough draft ofvision laid down paints on palateessential colorsmixed and ready brush-tip drips colorlaid on canvas andshapes are rendered with patient strokesor dabbed and scrapedwith palette knife bold music changes assessions fly bypainting completed in many winks ofthe eye – studiedthis playful vision rendered…
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First Sunday In January – Morning Ride
First Sunday In January – Morning Ride the morning air was heavy and thickhazy sunshine filtered throughthe thickly marbled sky encountered only a couple ofdog-walkers using the Loopand a paint horse and riderleisurely ambling southin the dry riverbed yellow goat head thorn blossomscyclists with air-filled tires’ banecovered large swaths ofthe Loop’s sides along with an…
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Glaring Sun
This is a memory from the first three quarters of my life in the fozen north Glaring Sun Eyes squint, glaring sunfrom snow hills against blue skiesdry pampas grass waves. –LE – Circa 1999
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