I do not have to see the tree to feel as if a part of its roots, or to feel the salted water caress my soul to know the essence of the deepest ocean. I do not have to fly like a butterfly to understand the movement of the wind upon my being, I do […]
Category Archives: Poetry
We don’t pretend. – Nina
Pretending isn’t in our nature
We see the truth through it all
Money and hatred
“Control”
Bordering people; the masses
In the truths we see is also the blindness
Blindness in pretenders
The control that we can’t grasp
We’re not going to pretend now
Are we?
-Nina
Patching up spaces — Peace, love and patchouli
I found this image on Facebook a long time ago and while clearing out my photo files thought it would be a lovely share. This time I saw it in a new light though, as often happens when time and distance creates an almost back burner effect, set aside to warm and brought to the […]
Certainty — Great Middle Way
True Freedom — Great Middle Way
All forms of cruelty and exploitation are blatant manifestations of self-cherishing, and strengthen our dualistic wrong view of separation, the perceived antagonism between self and other. Callous disregard for the life and well-being of other sentient beings prevents spiritual progress, because it is based on the assumption that we are somehow more important, and our […]
That Time You Never Left
Holy shit Isaac….
Sleepy writing. Zzzzz
Life; being oh so precious. The phone rings, and she is oh so beautiful to my soul… I am thankful to be here writing this. Throughout everything I’ve been through I am still happy that it all is going the way it is. Even realizing more and more how delicate I am just makes it that more important to keep thriving. I love my friends and my family; always in my heart. I wonder often how I am even going to make it through single moments, so powerful the present moment is. And so powerful is the past and future. It is so beautiful to cast rays of light through the dark. Making us re-evaluate and redefine what all these moments mean. I don’t know if I will even remember writing this but, it will be here forever. Perhaps it all lasts forever. I wait for night to fall on June 29th. My eyes already heavy before the sun has set. I’m picturing an unknown tomorrow; if such is fathomable. Picturing an unknown but only knowing that… this unknown is going to be good to me; it always has and it always will. GoodnightWorld.
PEACE
Source: PEACE
25in25: A Public Art Retrospective – Monument for East Vancouver
EAST VAN
Our City. Our Art. Our Vancouver
Monument for East Vancouver, commissioned in 2009 by the City of Vancouver as part of the Olympic and Paralympic Public Art Program, provided Ken Lum with an opportunity to pay tribute to the place where he was born and raised. His contribution transformed a decades-old symbol familiar throughout East Vancouver into a public artwork.
City of Vancouver Public Art Program – Monument for East Vancouver, 2010 by Ken Lum (Clark Drive at East 6th Avenue, Vancouver, BC) | Photo by Robert Keziere
City of Vancouver Public Art Program – Monument for East Vancouver, 2010 by Ken Lum | Photo by Robert Keziere
The artwork features a Latin cross formed by the intersection of two illuminated words: a vertical “EAST” and horizontal “VAN” with the two words sharing the letter “A.” The origins of this symbol are shrouded in mystery but possibly linked to the once-sizable Roman Catholic population living…
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