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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.

Sunday 29 July 2018

Unfolding





(Cannabis and Creative Cognition series.  Leafly.com “Granddaddy Purple”)

Heaviness seeps in,
blurring the sharp edge
of reality.
Outlines shimmer
with nascent interpretations
of being,
rendered in gentle memories
of black light posters,
and throbbing day-glo colours.

Kaleidoscopic tunnel vision
offers brief glances 
at thoughts that lose cohesion
as they unfold
into the frozen magic,
the stillness,
of here, now.

Bouquets of visions
dance in fractal perfection,
drifting in profusion,
as they seek solidity
in the changing abstract
of this, then, and when.
Coffee anchors,
and quiet review
reworks the wonder
that continues to unfold,
just beyond
the present.

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