Sad to say, Rupert the Great Alaskan Malamute has moved on in his journey. If the end is part of a story then death is part of life. He was truly a good old chap, had he been human he would have had a wicked sense of humour; blended with a spiritual essence that is born of the universe. Safe journey old pal, safe journey.
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On the edge of the River Lyn there are many magical places. Here are tiny woods and vast green fields of moss, fit for Unicorns to graze while Elves and Fairies watch from hidden nooks.
Written simply from the mind without the dooming clouds of mind altering substances interfering. Keep your mind open and your eyes on nature. . . it's much of what you need in life. And of the Unicorn? It is said that long ago the Unicorn whispered a message to mankind . . . "You believe in me, and I'll believe in you". Now isn't that magical? These days, to see more clearly we just click on the picture, what about seeing with your mind what it might say before you do? A Daoist Master at Wudang once said to our gathered ears, eyes and minds, "Seeing is not seeing."
The light of life, the magical spark that begins light's journey, then one day the light goes out. But perhaps only from our seeing eyes. Let me know if you find out.
While I am waiting, I'll write some more, thank you. Is this some undersea wonder-world with miniature anemones clinging to a rock? No, it's the ice on my car roof on the morning of 14th January 2014. But to the viewer it can be what ever you imagine it to be.
I thought I'd go for a moody reflective photo of the church in the mirror but what I found was this. Though it may just be an aberration of a technical sort I prefer my imagined view that the camera has captured a vision of a different world than we see with our eyes alone. I like it anyway, which makes it good enough to get first post of 2014. Best wishes to all, we may need them !
This is Christmas Eve of 2013 when half the world is begging for the latest gadget and the other half is just begging for what I have here. I have shelter from the cold, wild wind, I have fire to warm me, food to sustain my body and nature to sustain my spirit.
Part of us is begging for a better, fairer, sustainable world and part of us begging to be protected from the other half of the world that want the same thing. I sense that man will orchestrate his own doom but while I am awaiting the conductor I am going to do my bit for this beautiful planet we must call home, for we have no other. Perhaps one day we will join the lost tiger, gorilla, puffin and Dodo, or perhaps we can save them from being lost . . . well some of them anyway. Nature's bounty should not be for sale. All birds, all patient fishers, all living hundreds of miles apart. Merganser, Heron and Cormorant. Poor old fish eh?
Above , you see the characters; the end of waterproof over trousers, waterproof grass, non waterproof bog of the sort found on the western shores of Crummock Water in Cumbria and non waterproof walking boots. The boots are now heavy and totally soaked through in the finest bog water, yet these boots with their dopey wearer are just starting out on their climb of over 2,000 feet (over 600 metres) to summit Red Pike. The characters find themselves together in this particular bog due to erroneous map reading, a fact not lost on the suffering boots. But not all is lost, the feet are dry. How is this? I hear you ask. I will tell you; the magic fairy at the Army and Navy stores in Barnstaple had sold the dopey one a pair of magic socks, waterproof socks. Yes, that's right, waterproof socks, and they were indeed so, and they didn't turn into pumkins at midnight either. Dopey's feet stayed dry all day though bog in boots were never to forgive him for his unintended detour from the nice dry path they could have had. The boots are now retired from active duty, as are temporarily dopey's legs.
Is this the sad and battle scarred Somme of the Great War in 1915? No, this is modern forestry at work in 2013. Surely we can do better than this, can't we?
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AuthorMmmm, I think you know too much already, but what the hell. . . retired firefighter, martial artist and self thought philosopher, some say cynic, some say skeptic, some know the truth. . . . most never will. Archives
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