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Retired from 10 years in the Canadian Navy, and 28 years in the Canadian Diplomatic Service, with postings in Beijing, Mexico City, Sri Lanka, Romania, Abu Dhabi, Guyana, Ireland, Trinidad, and, last but not least, India.

Tuesday, 24 July 2018

Ballerinas of Deception: Chimaera of Deceit



Ballerinas of Deception: Chimaera of Deceit

(Series: Cannabis and Creative Cognition (sub-set: Tropicali- See Leafly.com))

Flittering, always random motion,
but you sense
a guiding,
a forecasting,
a constant
vibration
of unity.

It would be easy,
if seeking verity and variety
were simply buttons
on our I-have-just-opted-out
remotes.
But no.
Things just seep in,
flashing and whispering
in eleven dimensions:
not just straightforward.
Ever.

And the interaction,
the incessant interplay
of individual realities
clashing
against the familiar.
Familiar?  Is not familiar 
simply a dream
that doesn’t hurt?

And wait...
over there in the corner:
a shiny promise
of intellectual rewards,
and the present is abandoned
to the moan of the different,
or the thought of
the real.

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The Ancient Hippie

The Ancient Hippie
Natraj dances with us all.

Welcome, and Namaste

Greetings fellow travellers,

For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.

As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.

May your Dharma be clear

Peace

"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."


Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream