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Another adventure begins
On a day to remember
On the 11th hour of the 11th day
Of the 11th month in 1918
WWI ended
But the war continues
Between the material and spiritual
The Grand Inquisitor in all of us
(Dostoevsky)
Tries to encapsulate the formless
We're all searching for the magic pill
Red or blue
What would you choose?
Fortunately, there is no choice
You become who you are eventually
It just depends how many lives
It takes for a full realization
Of this reality
A spiritual warrior is always in transition
I'm spending the next few weeks traveling from
Portland to Los Angeles
Maybe on to Peru from there
I plan on writing in realtime
In spacetime, I'll be riffing
Suggestions of where to explore are appreciated
That would put a big smile on my face
I told my Cree friend of this journey
She laughed and called me Thotin
Thotin is wind; wind in all forms
I told her I identified with water
She nixed that:
'water is too predictable, wind is just ****** nuts'
We lol'd
I guess the wind is blowing west
:)
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 8:43 AM UTC
I've been eating a lot of chicken wings lately.
They always come with celery and carrots & I eat them first because my body actually feels better when I eat my veggies.
I'm compelled to eat the wings though.
It is a continuous reminder that chicken do not need wings.
I'm not happy about that fact, though.
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC