I've noticed that all the lessons anyone claims to have learned from hurricane Sandy were about needs to reinforce and improve infrastru...

The only authority I respect lies within self-actualized beings representing themselves genuinely rather than through manipulative illusi...

The crudity and bad taste of the mixed metaphor joke in the last post is the liquor all the vitriol of the past five hundred some odd posts ...

A little boy walking down a dirt road dragging a chain encounters a cigar-smoking, Cadillac-diving, gold-toothed fat-man who growls, “W...

I’ve become quite divorced from the printed word since I moved to the woods, what with the internet, to keep me appraised of the alert leve...

That first gasp of air … what did I feel? Was it the sudden chill on my damp naked body no longer sheltered by the womb? Was it a startled ...

I stole the following anecdote from a clipping found while tripping through Stumbleupon and post it here as the epitome of every contact w...

The elusiveness of truth is the impossibility of describing the reality of the living universe no matter how vast ones realization and v...

I guess the best I can hope for in my quest to get back to the garden nature has always been, since well before the first civilization c...

Chickens fed hen scratch and layer crumbles, dogs treated with biscuits and a petting of their night dew dampened coats, coffee brewed, joi...

The theory that the entire evolution of life on earth to the present is reenacted by all beings during their gestation from the first cell ...

Do my cells Know what I make of them?  Each one painting its canvas, a pixel in the hologram I call existence.   Do they know their liv...

While living among the pines of a forest east of Austin in a tipi I'd made of heavy canvas sailcloth and cedar poles thirty years ago,...

Seen on msnbc's lineup of today's news articles, this headline is possible only in western civilization. It made my spit out the coo...

Just watched Stephen Colbert interview Al Gore, who stressed that it was our wars over keeping oil that kept us from affording a technologi...

Everyone was flirting with everyone without anyone coupling — so overwhelming was the joy of feeling kinship to a body greater than the sum ...

' Am I the imaginer of these thoughts expressed by the master of the minions flexing their laryngeal caverns to shape ...

Well, well, well. Here it is folks. In their own words, the Xians interpreting their god to prefer people over the planet he supposedly crea...

In response to the curiosity expressed in her comment on the previous post, this post is for my maverick Grand-niece Racheal Kellie Cooley, ...

I love the rain! ptl for the sweet sound. on way back from dropping kids @school I see a little boy in front of my house walking IN the stre...