where beginings end and ending appears in the pink matter between your ears (it takes a pickler to grey mind’s gears) only ideas can be plucked from the whole starting from nowhere to stop at a goal (to be just … Continue reading Endy Beginning
Our species loves stories We search layers of earth etched by time for artifacts and fossils. Magnificent tales told of the great ones who disappeared. Transcendent Beans Hidden in the Dirt Garden Club We protect the little ones & hide our stories in the layers; wayfarers from the culture fold. Creative Love Endures Profit, Naman Adrissi Withelden Pro-feign Pre-late Continue reading TB-Manifesto
I was born into the evangelical tradition. Momma was a preacher’s kid. PawPaw was the gigantic (to me) white haired man, waving a Bible, pounding the pulpit, and thundering the word of God. My religious indoctrination began before I even … Continue reading Be May Be The Way
_____________________________ When I was younger it was all out there on the horizon waiting for me This grey guy in the mirror keeps telling me how it use to be Some where in between gonna hunker down on now ______________________ Continue reading hunkering down on now
I have about as many old friends as I have fingers to touch. A handful of conversations across time. Amazed by the painting of years over faces most familiar. Friends are where you hide away those special parts of yourself that you want to be reminded of when you grow old… Continue reading old friends
As I fade into the new year, I would like to share my “big idea” for humankind’s greatest and most enduring monument, an “albedo” enterprise. Thirty years ago, I was a “start up” operator at our local Titanium Dioxide factory. … Continue reading Moon Monument
on the way home from the bonfire sweetheart & i talked of the accomplishments of generations what our parents and their parents did that flowed down to us and the kids tried to look out at what we are leaving and who will come after and so on and so on we do well to choose from our varied legacies the foundations that will lift our progeny higher and higher and higher Continue reading generations
valley path receives my feet as two more leaves golden carpet turning black rich decay food for roots Continue reading Tao Walk
RebelTao is an Oxymoron 