The Magic of the Cities.

Zen promotes the rediscovery of the obvious, which is so often lost in its familiarity and simplicity. It sees the miraculous in the common and magic in our everyday surroundings. When we are not rushed, and our minds are unclouded by conceptualizations, a veil will sometimes drop, introducing the viewer to a world unseen since childhood. ~ John Greer

Showing posts with label roads. Show all posts
Showing posts with label roads. Show all posts

Friday, March 7, 2014

Vulcan


THE CURRENT CHALLENGE
Fri Mar 07, 2014
This week's challenge:
'Calm'.


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Friday, August 16, 2013

Curves Ahead


THE CURRENT CHALLENGE
Fri Aug 16, 2013
This week's challenge:
'On The Road'.
              


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Saturday, February 2, 2013

Back to The City


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Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Hongo Road


“The gods do not protect fools. Fools are protected by more capable fools.”
― Larry NivenRingworld

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Saturday, December 15, 2012

Ocaso sin Esperanza / Hopeless Sundown



Sorry but prayers and giving your kids hugs fix nothing; only having the balls to stand up to our insane selfish gun culture will.
Bill Maher

Maybe I'm a dreamer, but I wish mental health care were as easy to get as, say, a gun.

The US is always demanding that other countries join the civilized world. When will we?
Andy Borowitz

As the soil, however rich it may be, cannot be productive without cultivation, so the mind without culture can never produce good fruit.
Seneca


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Monday, March 12, 2012

No More Roads



Encounter
We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn.
A red wing rose in the darkness.

And suddenly a hare ran across the road.
One of us pointed to it with his hand.

That was long ago. Today neither of them is alive,
Not the hare, nor the man who made the gesture.

O my love, where are they, where are they going
The flash of a hand, streak of movement, rustle of pebbles.
I ask not out of sorrow, but in wonder. 
Czeslaw Milosz     

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