.....MIND VACATION.....

PEACEFUL DAYS TO EVERYBODY

gray skies

blue moons

 poison floating everywhere...

a nightmare

days are passing by
slowly 

calling me to the ground

the crow talks about eternity

days are passing by
slowly

...and here am I
listening to the crow...

measuring infinity...

MOVE WITH TRUTH IN THE WORLD OF THE SUPREME SELF.

REMAIN UNTAINTED.

IT DOES NOT MATTER IF NOBODY

GIVES YOU RECOGNITION.

MUKTANANDA,

OF WHAT USE WILL IT BE IF EVEN

THE WHOLE WORLD RECOGNISES YOU

IF RAMA DOES NOT RECOGNISE YOU.

=Muktananda aphorisms=

Throughout the ages, the rainbow has been the symbol of hope, a promise of better things to come. The ancient Greeks personified the rainbow as the goddess Iris, the favourite handmaiden and messenger of Hera, the queen of the heavenly court of Olympus. Carried by her shimmering wings, Iris travels so swiftly that mortals can see only the trail of her rainbow-coloured passage across the sky.

JOSEPHINE WALL

HEY MAGI

COME WITH ME LET'S GO TO THE TOP OF YOUR MOUNTAIN

AN D READ THE POEMS WE'VE WRITTEN

ON THE STARS

I CAN HEAR YOUR NIGHT BIRD SINGING

YOUR RAINBOWS AROUND THE MOON

ARE WAITING FOR US

DON'T BE LAZY MAGI

HURRY UP

IS YOUR NIGHT AS LONG AS MINE ???

MAGI DON'T PICK THE FLOWERS

I HEAR THEM CRYING

HURRY UP MAGI

YOUR NIGHT BIRD KEEPS SINGING A LULLABY

LET'S GO MAGI

TONIGHT

LET'S TAKE THE FIRST RAINBOW TO THE SKY 

amok...

  effects of depleted uranium on people

[strong images]

DHARANA:WHAT GOES DOWN MUST COME UP

THOUGHTS ARE ENERGY

[near home =Laak]

With flowers You paint,
O Giver of Life!
With songs You give color,
with songs You shade
those who will live on the earth.
Later You will destroy eagles and tigers:
we live only in Your painting
here, on the earth.

With black ink You will blot out
all that was friendship,
brotherhood, nobility.

You give shading
to those who will live on the earth.
We live only in Your book of paintings,
here on the earth

amazing grace[in cherokee]

[peaceful week everybody]

Man virus with shoes...

Monsoon floods displace 19 million...it sounds so far away from all of us...

[the moon warns of dramatic changes...I grew up in a very small village...we followed the sun and the moon to know not only the time...but also what to do...and what to expect...we could smell the wind...and what next day would bring.

today looking at the sky I saw the moon at midday surrounded by smoggy tears...my heart felt the weight of what's coming...let's just pray]

The river and its waves are one

surf: where is the difference between the river and its waves?

When the wave rises, it is the water; and when it falls, it is

  the same water again.  Tell me, Sir, where is the distinction?

Because it has been named as wave, shall it no longer be

  considered as water?

Within the Supreme Brahma, the worlds are being told like beads:

Look upon that rosary with the eyes of wisdom.

Kabir