To Touch the Face of God

The formless and ineffable source and pattern of the cosmos.

Barbarians at the Gate

And they have always been there. The question is what, if anything, to do about it.

Ditching Belief….

… and the “Need to Know” is a big step on the road to peace and the elimination of suffering.

Czech Art

I was following Moscow Rules as I turned left out of Bywater Street and headed along King’s Road for Sloane Street and Harrods.

Contemporary Art

As a pacific anarchist, I find up to the minute art much to my taste.

As for Man, his Days are as Grass

As a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.

Spring

What a difference a few weeks can make and how powerful the influence of the season upon the mood. If ever evidence were needed that we are mere creatures of nature, there be it.

Winter

Rumination, or call it reflection perhaps. Free of the destructive connotations of the former, the latter seems more wholesome. A liberating appraisal of a life lived less well than it could have been.