3. PKD realized this world is deranged, to the point it destroys any attempts to heal it. But the physician (the plasmate) is moved by love, and risks all to plant the seeds of knowledge: that this psychosomatic illness is easily treated, once one becomes aware of what it is that is really wrong. The [...]
Posts Tagged ‘zen’
LEVITATING OVER THE PRISON WALLS: It can be done (sections 3 and 4)
Posted in Features, tagged deranged mind, felix king, hakim bey, pkd, shaman, zen on June 9, 2010 | 2 Comments »
THE VIRTUE AND EASE OF NON-STRIVING (BLOOMING, WILTING, REPEATING…)
Posted in Features, tagged alan watts, anarchism, lao tzu, taoism, un-working, wu wei, zen on June 3, 2010 | 9 Comments »
My legacy — What will it be? Flowers in spring, The cuckoo in summer, And the crimson maples Of autumn. —Ryokan ~ Sitting with a lovely Lebanese gypsy girl in Oregon one night (she was telling me about her love for owls), I said something about my love for the wilderness, generally. We were on [...]
MOOOOOO!: The many corrals of the modern world
Posted in Features, tagged anarchism, dogen, factory farming, farms, prisons, schools, suburbs, zen on May 18, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Guest writer, Cody Meyocks, brings us an insightful ditty on drawn-and-quartered time and space. Beware ye of the many faces of segmented existence. MOOOOOO!: The many corrals of the modern world Corrals. Everywhere I look I see corrals. That’s the divine design of harvest: the squared off, the segmented. The fence. The enforced limit. All [...]
SEEDS IN FRUIT & THE LIMITS OF MY CRITIQUE: How the GMO of it all can still get me
Posted in Features, The Kitchen, tagged anti-civilization, being peace, buddhism, derrick jensen, food, fruit, gmo, john zerzan, krishnacore, rewilding, thich nhat hanh, zen on March 9, 2010 | 2 Comments »
As I sit here, having just finished my winter grapefruit, savoring the tingly succulence of my newly awakened tongue, I think of all the times I’ve eaten fruit when my experience was hindered by the presence of overzealous seeds. Call them “pits,” call them “pips,” either way you label them, these little necessities of life [...]









