Too
many flowers in the vase make it hard to appreciate the beauty of the
individual flower. Too much noise makes it difficult to hear the beautiful
sound of the Dao. Trying to do too much leaves us doing little. Too much
activity deranges the mind. The rain from a cloud does not all fall at once. Each
drop of water wears away the stone. One second at a time, one moment at a time.
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
