THE MEDIUM

The Art Of Buzzing by Werner Durand Watchful by Amoeba the irony is this portrait of Shepard Fairey, who is not an original thinker or innovative artist at all....yet, he is clear-headed and intelligent enough to find an abandoned wave and ride its falling crest....and a good fellow, all-in-all....he'll tell you the truth, he will...... and he needs jail time for that, he does.....without that, Shepard'll just become a lost Hollywood Icon, he shall.....

  when the bread is taken some crumbs remain; these tiny bits become the all there is. each gluten, a universe unto itself... they can't take that away! then there is the thought... sprung from memory and all the causal delights and fears... stretching from deep within; relics, heads in jars, pasts on display, pasts in boxes, retrospective futures renewing..... Apa Ya by The Headroom Project

  at least the daffodils and crocus are facing the sun.....i've leaned a bit toward the sinister, recently...a dark, wintery view of the outside and the inside......then i came across these pictures that i took last summer....now, i anticipate the beauty that the shortest day's journey into night will bring...... Moments Musicaux by Elizabeth Wolff

  since childhood, i've been fascinated by katars and mughal damascus jambias, tulwars and silver handled kukris, strange and deadly daggers with elaborate sheathes inlaid with precious gems......jewelled weaponry..... Sister Awake by Jeni Melia

  It is with eyes viewing all directions, and ears tuned to all callings, without rejections, that Truth is perceived, and Some Few view through the Light the Questions of Calling.... lingering on the Waves of Destruction, lest too soon they fall back to the Sea. Hidden Sky by Jami Sieber

In the late 60's and early 70's, . Hare Krishnas seemed to be everywhere.......good spirited, if a bit delusional, they had many feasts at their temple on Ponce De Leon Avenue, here.......I was handed the "BOOK" in the giver's hopes that I would adopt this religion....as I had been given a photo of Mehr Baba the year before (I still have it on the shelf before me, now).......When I was told that Albert Einstein had read the book and commented that "it was all there", I was intrigued and made my way through the work..... then, The Secret Doctrine......All of what I read, of what I have heard, and of what I have seen has contributed to my personal philosophy of Life, which is still changing and developing....Yet I believe very little.....and question even that which seems obvious and "true".......who knows what IS? Danza D Amore by Amelia Cuni

Heuschreck naps by a tree near Dumbdrudge, dreaming of Heuschreckian sagas swelling the brain of Diogenes Teufelsdröckh. wow, that came like a pulsar wave! the more encompassing the thought, the greater it's potential for actuality, don't you think...in the first .0000000000000000000000000000000000001 second of this manifestation of energy, as electro-magnetic energy beginning in the next milliseconds of this level of existence, wherein nuclear material is produced by the physics of this universe, and the great darkness is illuminated, we can know nothing; then, the nothing aggregates into bits, then clumps and is something, until the great something crashes into nothingness, a dark, infinitesimally minute imperceptibleness in total darkness from which the entropy again emanates.....and to think that this process is but a grain of sand on an infinite beach and that the space between each grain is infinitely vast, such that all we may ever comprehend would wobble, loosely withi...