Who could be better partners in crime than the detached sage who wanders the world unencumbered, free, without strings, and the detached Dao that has no shape or form. These two are soul mates. They ramble together in harmony, always at peace. When one sets, the other rises. When one ebbs, the other flows. They are the ultimate dance team, always in step with one another. It is this detachness they share that unites them.
Pages
- My Poetry
- Drinking With The Wolverine
- Rasputin
- Renaissance Wolf
- Alexander In Paris
- London Calling Me
- Beachside Bar
- Sara Sota (Big Old Dog)
- Airports
- Badger Beat
- One Sentence Tao Te Ching
- Tao Stories
- Taoism Information
- My Art
- Ghosts
- Crisis Apparition
- ESP
- Mystical Psychosis
- Metempsychosis
- Lost Souls
- Seance
- Psychics
- Voices of the Dead
- Curses
- Spiritualism
- Tales Of A Crypt
- Cemeteries
- Curse of the Pharaohs (Mummies)
- Lycanthropy (Wolfman)
- Vampirism
- Reattaching The Severed
- The Black Bear as Himself
- The Grey Goose
- Toro
- I Can't Sleep
- Romantic Image
- Cruise
- Machu Picchu
- Rome, Italy
