I wrote this quick note after listening to the philosopher Michel Foucault, philosopher. What follows does not pretend to be an explanation of his thinking…Just
Étiquette : reality
The Illu-Zone (2/2)
Authority is connected with abuse. It is the realm of illusions.If you are one of the believers in a natural organization of subtle souls —
The Illu-Zone (1/2)
This may sound as a derogatory term : ‘disillusioned’ comes to tag those among us who jar with the channels of common enthusiasm.We have entered the diktat
From The Ground Up (quick note)
‘Home Staging’ : This is a typical example of what happens when common sense is suddenly made hostage by an American-sounding label and is squeezed in
The Art of Sitting
Again, this is an old post I dug out and dusted out while preparing the next book… It is not because we communicate on a
But A Dream
Imagine a dream….You are giving yourself over to circular pleasures,Hidden by the surface foam from troubled waters,Until you notice distant flames on the shore Waving
Mouth Full Of Earth
A dry meditationReveals how deeply trapped we’ve allowed ourselves to become In ideas, both barren and fertile,In unclear, diffuse anxieties,In entertaining chorusesOn childhood and old
One Flash Here
‘This little light of mineI’m gonna let it shine’ With such a fragment of lightSet ablaze in our inner tubeA result of a supple moveUnfurled
Ceremonial Wisdom
What do I care to ‘look wise’ ?Why would I want to dress with the attire of wisdom ?This sounds like an absurd objective to me. Yet,
Left Un-Named
More than anything elseHe didn’t want to have anything to name. For he knew that, as he would pin a tag to this new phenomenon,He
The Path Is Clear
A French version is available here : La Voie Est Libre ! I feel sorryFor people who love to stuff their mindswith new age sauce
The Counter Of Psychological Transactions
Guilt often fulfills a concealed function :-It covers our intention not to change. Any action, word or even thought regretted with guilt may be the implementation
Opening to Another World
Letting life unfold means des-inventing ourselves.Day in, day out, allowing the densified clusters of our emulated personality To crumble back to dust, enjoying the winds
The Equations of my Inner Cosmos
The ball has bounced on my side of the netAnd I’ve hit it back.In a snap, I kept the game going.The only thing I had
Shorter Than A Koan
The oak tree in the temple yard, (1)Calling the Earth to witnessSame anchoringSame simple mindSame footprint in realitySame resolution to lifeObvious choice of happiness within
Notes & Silence 