tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159073923764982802024-03-13T19:18:59.441-04:00jusqu'ici, tout va bien. . .a litany of the mundaneA Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-48067173639423355892010-01-18T21:23:00.003-05:002010-01-18T21:26:54.121-05:00the scream<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">one cool, dark, but star-filled night, while walking a serpentine path thru a pasture, i heard a distant scream. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">as i turned to look over my right shoulder, i saw the moon smiling down at me. when i later took a second look, both the smile & the moon were gone.</span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-65425289034616066752010-01-10T16:00:00.007-05:002010-01-10T16:14:07.225-05:00a new year<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">a small stout bird sat on a bush persistently chirping outside my window.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);">i tapped on the glass & shouted discouragement. the bird ignored my admonitions, and continued loudly singing until after i had lost interest.</span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-36850505526155864972009-03-07T07:34:00.003-05:002009-03-07T07:38:33.710-05:00a haiku<div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;">there is no one here<br />saying anything more now<br />listen to silence</span></div>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-91701176053092528862009-01-17T09:45:00.007-05:002009-01-17T09:56:16.504-05:00a few random thotts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Z0gIA4kwY-5sgu5LzxYef8zJpBVbEAiKLoKf0zABoehyztcgbW8QsgHC18kb05LC5F309j4K7Tn3Y3yoSH6QL4KeM4ytYS3O8VDJ_oGxvMaJhX1Qcf2YSP8gsMjty5XTJpOhBg95yGD8/s1600-h/earthstars2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Z0gIA4kwY-5sgu5LzxYef8zJpBVbEAiKLoKf0zABoehyztcgbW8QsgHC18kb05LC5F309j4K7Tn3Y3yoSH6QL4KeM4ytYS3O8VDJ_oGxvMaJhX1Qcf2YSP8gsMjty5XTJpOhBg95yGD8/s200/earthstars2.jpg" alt="earthstars" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292274205006966626" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">in a curious fit of ignorance I uprooted & destroyed two earthstars. I found myself violently intrigued by their unfamiliar being. <span style="font-style: italic;">but, what had they done to me?</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">tiny fungi with light brown stems and small black caps sprouted up in groups from the ground beneath the wood.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);">just as I inhale and exhale, my mind repeatedly returns to rest on the emptiness left in your absence.</span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-74189641371808151692008-12-10T10:59:00.004-05:002008-12-11T02:34:03.110-05:00an ongoing story<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);">while walking the dog down a wooded path, she came across a bone and lay down to chew on it. I walked slightly up the path and sat under a tree to wait. as I sat, the wind blew, and leaves fell all around me. I felt an occassional drop of rain on my face. after a time, the dog finished chewing & ran toward me. we continued down the path where we saw new deer tracks in the ground.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">another thing..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">as I stood on a cold night, gazing up at the stars in the midnight sky, I could think only of one thing.</span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-33469179957936016192008-10-20T19:34:00.004-04:002008-11-19T01:44:20.360-05:00current events<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Several long branches protruded from a bush whose branches were otherwise short.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">I captured a moth in a dixie cup and released it to the outside world.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">I stopped to watch the sun melt a thick fog that lay on a field of wild flowers</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">I escaped a large elaborate web suspended high in mid-air by an absent spider.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">while holding awareness in my hands, a siren sounded in the distance. over time, the sound receded.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">from time to time, trees pitch pine cones in my direction. having no eyes, they often miss.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">early in the morning air I see my breath before me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">while walking the dog, I happened upon a deer carcass and I was reminded of my own mortality.</span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-54524535557574340142008-10-06T10:58:00.005-04:002008-11-19T01:42:54.567-05:00waving a white flag of surrender<span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">an endless stream of raindrops rolled along the edge of a silver awning, and then dropped one by one onto the wet, green grass below.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);">while sitting in a large white lawn chair contemplating lunch, I heard a soft thud as I saw a clump of wasps hit the gravel after falling from a nest. one by one they flew spiraling up from the ground back into the nest.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">not far away, two butterflies danced together in the air, after a few moments each flew off in a different direction.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">while listening to a bird singing loudly outside my window, I wondered what was the meaning of the lyrics to the song.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">during a walk down my usual path, I realized I was being consumed by desire. eventually I reached home and began to wash the dishes.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">as I sat reading on the ground, countless tiny gnats suspended in the evening air danced a frenzied dance, while a chorus of crickets sang an endless love song.</span><br /></span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-76674240001652683272008-10-01T11:57:00.014-04:002008-11-19T01:41:11.467-05:00a trip<span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">one day in mexico, this happened...</span><br /><center><br /><img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr264/trysted/misc/guadalajara.jpg" /></center><br /><hr /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">something else unexpected..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">while sitting under a tree, I watched a bee fly from tiny white flower to tiny white flower. nearby several moths were doing the same thing. I heard a rustling sound behind me. I turned to watch as a red, orange and green leaf fell from the top of a tree to the ground beneath. it hit several branches as it fell.</span><br /><hr /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">on another day in the back yard, this happened...</span><br /><center><br /><img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr264/trysted/misc/yardrose.jpg" /><br /></center>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-10542051325187525342008-09-28T22:17:00.007-04:002008-11-19T01:38:56.348-05:00early fall<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Sometimes I find myself dreaming without first having been asleep.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I became aware that I was fascinated by the word "sepulchre." I later judged the fascination as morbid.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Someone told me that karma is attachment to past identity. I entertained the idea as I found myself in a forest that was filled with karma.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">I poured cereal into an empty bowl. I poured milk over the cereal. I then used a spoon to convey the milk and cereal from the bowl into my mouth. After a short period, the bowl was again empty.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">A tiny spider crawled thru the air suspended by an invisible thread. It disappeared into some pine needles, and was never seen again.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I thought to myself, object, or no object, one comes to appreciate the space created in the absence of something much the same as appreciating the thing itself.</span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-40547777123904070372008-09-21T12:21:00.007-04:002008-11-19T01:36:00.516-05:00not very long ago<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">While waiting at a bookstore counter, a small girl stared down at my shoes. After a time, she looked into my eyes and smiled.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">As I walked across a baseball field, I paused to consider a wooden stick that stuck out of the ground and leaned against a metal fence.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">A gray old woman in a wheelchair waited by a curb. From time to time she glanced in my direction. Her face remained expressionless.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">As I sat in a parking lot, I gazed at a tree that had grown around a chain-link fence.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">A large formation of geese flew overhead in a northwesterly direction. I continued to hear their calling from a distance.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">A woman I did not know looked at me and smiled. I smiled back at her without saying a word.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">A sheer curtain from an open window blew against my leg as I wrote this.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);">I paused for a moment as I allowed strong feelings of contempt to arise, and then slowly exit from my awareness.</span><br /></span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-29799861472233810132008-09-20T00:07:00.001-04:002008-11-19T01:32:38.728-05:00a brief narrative<span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">I lay on my left side staring into nothing; slowly breathing in and out. A bird sang persistently outside my open window. Suddenly the singing stopped. As traffic noises arose and dissolved, I listened to the silence between the sounds. </span><br /><br /><hr /><span style="font-weight: bold;">in other isolated incidents...</span><br /><hr /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">I stared at my watch as nothing continued to happen.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">I watched two butterflies alight on the same leaf. After a short time one flew away. The other remained on the leaf.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">While recalling a humorous moment, I chuckled slightly to myself. Eventually my thoughts turned to something else.</span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-11521349157580741812008-09-18T10:48:00.006-04:002008-11-19T01:30:20.616-05:00a short while ago<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">A loud alarm sounded from a clock reading 7am. For a moment I wondered where I was. I reached out to shutoff the alarm.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I saw a fan rotating in a counter-clockwise direction. There was a slight breeze emanating from the fan.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I pondered the meaning of the word "hipster." Over time my curiosity faded.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">I looked at my dog and yawned in the same moment that my dog looked at me and yawned.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">While walking across the yard, I noticed I was walking into the wind.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">A butterfly flew across my path. It did not pause to beg my pardon.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">Among millions of green blades of grass, a few had tiny purple, or yellow flowers</span>.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Crickets chirped loudly from a bush along a path. As I approached, the chirping stopped altogether.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">A spongy, fushia-colored stalk protruded vertically fom the ground. When I brushed it with my foot, it was uprooted and fell sideways into a horizontal position.</span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-48402338343451754012008-09-17T01:15:00.001-04:002008-11-19T01:24:56.529-05:00another day<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I watched a truck carrying small cages full of live chickens roll down the highway..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I vacuumed the carpet using a back and forth motion until all the visible debris was sucked into the dust chamber.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I listened to the sounds made by different bells as they were individually rung.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">While walking through the hall, I noticed a door was ajar. I reached for the doorknob and pulled it toward me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">I answered the phone, and I could not remember if I had been sleeping when it rang.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">I noticed a middle-aged woman sitting in a waiting room, whose feet were perfectly pedicured.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I picked up the phone to call a friend, then put it back down after I considered the time.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I contemplated the purpose of eyebrows on a dog.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I toasted a slice of bread. I then used a knife to evenly distribute butter over the surface of the toasted bread.</span><br /></span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315907392376498280.post-21718085790333404032008-09-15T13:50:00.003-04:002008-11-19T01:24:35.492-05:00just today<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">after walking the dog in the woods, I washed mud from my feet with the hose.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">I noticed small blue flowers on the bush outside my window.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">a bird sat on a wire and continued to sing.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">after viewing a film, I was completely silent.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">eventually, noises came out of nowhere, and sank back into nothing.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I watched a butterfly sit motionless, still clinging to its cocoon.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I banged a ball of string against a post, and wasps flew out.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">a gnat flew close to my face and landed on my arm. I swatted it with my hand. it somersaulted to the floor where it lay dead.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I was reminded, <span style="font-style: italic;">"that death is the opposite of birth, and that life has no opposite."</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">someone told me that today was an unlucky day. a part of me believed him.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">sometimes I catch myself waiting for something to happen.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">as I walked from beneath the shelter, a raindrop hit my forehead and splashed across my face.</span><br /><br /></span><hr /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;">some time ago. . .</span><br /><hr /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">I watched a hummingbird hover above a plant with red flowers. then it suddenly flew away.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">I watched clouds float slowly across the sky, but I never saw where they went.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">a crawfish crawled across the yard. I gave it a name. a few days later, I found it dead.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);">I watched a woodpecker repeatedly pecking on metal stadium lights</span>.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">a hawk flew an arc overhead. it was pursued thru the air by a smaller bird.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">a man missing his front teeth pulled a car onto the lawn under a tree. he did not speak much english.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">a snake lay underneath a tree. it had swallowed something large. I looked into its eyes, and walked away. a bird chased the snake under a bush.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">a man in a green truck told me that he had seen large alligators while walking thru the swamp.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">a girl at the drive-thru put change in my hands and sent a shiver down my spine.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);">I watched a snake climb up a tree. the bark made a soft crackling sound as it ascended.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">I found white feathers, entrails, and a small white egg scattered in a field on easter day.</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>A Human Experience [AHE]http://www.blogger.com/profile/14076091091286524630noreply@blogger.com0