Snow Covered Park

On my daily walk this morning, I decided to cut through the local park, as the walking was kind of on the treacherous side. Lots of icy spots. I only took this one photo, and it does have a Zen look to it.

Snow covered park, 12/16/2013.
Snow covered park, 12/16/2013.

Fairy Tale

From my email inbox:

A MALE FAIRY TALE:

Once upon a time, a Prince asked a beautiful Princess, “Will you marry
me?”

The Princess said, “No!!!” And the Prince lived happily ever after and
rode motorcycles and dated skinny long-legged full-breasted women
and hunted and fished and raced cars and went to naked bars and
dated ladies half his age and drank whiskey, beer and Captain Morgan
and never heard bitching and never paid child support or alimony and
dated cheerleaders and kept his house and guns and ate Spam and
potato chips and beans and blew enormous farts and never got
cheated on while he was at work and all his friends and family
thought he was friggin cool as hell and he had tons of money in
the bank and left the toilet seat up.

The end

Moon

The moon is in its Waxing Crescent phase, which is 32% illuminated. Believe me, the moon is in the photo. Shortly after 6:00 pm, it was 31F, -0.6C. Not too bad for the first week of December.

32% of the moon is illuminated.
32% of the moon is illuminated.

Observation

Nothing exists until or unless it is observed. An artist is making something exist by observing it. And his hope for other people is that they will also make it exist by observing it. I call it ‘creative observation.’ Creative viewing. — William S. Burroughs

Trouble

Most of the trouble in this world has been caused by folk’s who can’t mind their own business, because they have no business of their own to mind, any more than a smallpox virus has. — William S. Burroughs

November 22, 1963

Source: en.wikipedia.org/
Source: en.wikipedia.org/

The question “Do you remember where you was, when President John Kennedy was assassinated”? The answer is yes. I was 14 years old, a sophomore at Lawrence High School. When the seventh period was over, which the last class of the day, there was a guy standing outside on the sidewalk, telling everyone, that the president was assassinated. Just about everybody that heard the news, was in disbelief, shock, or just didn’t know what to say. I can also remember what the weather was like, sunny and not that cold for that time of November. I also remember watching Jack Ruby shooting Lee Harvey Oswald in the Dallas Police Station. It’s still etched in mind seeing it live on a black and white television.

Also there was the nonstop coverage of what happened on that fateful day in Dallas. Seeing Vice President Lyndon Johnson taking the oath of office. The horse with no rider, signifying the death of the president. The slow and long walk to Arlington National Cemetery, and seeing his son, John-John giving the salute, as his casket was going by.

Its a day and the next few days that followed, I will never forget the big debate of whether the National Football League should go ahead and play that weekend or cancel the games, well they went ahead played the games, and there was a lot shit the NFL had to deal with. By the way, the old American Football League cancelled their games. I believe the National Basketball League cancelled their slate of games too.

The country lost a great man that served a 1,000 days, and if none of this happened, would the country be better? I don’t think anybody can answer that.

So ……

So earlier today, A Pondering Mind was outside getting some air. This was close to noon time.
Well, out comes one of my neighbors and this was the gist of the conversation:
He: Nice day, huh!
Me: What?
Off he went on his merry way.
This happened with an overcast sky, 40F, and a damp/raw feel to the air.

Five hours later, a similar conversation took place. This time with a female.
She: Hi
Me: Hi
She: It is snowing.
Me: Huh? It’s 60F, and a light mist.
She: It feels cold.
Me: Whatever
She left a minute or two later.

Nice people, but …. Wow! Talk about living on another planet.

Socrates

Socrates

Keep this in mind the next time you are about to repeat a rumor or spread gossip.

In ancient Greece (469 – 399 BC), Socrates was widely lauded for his wisdom. One day an acquaintance ran up to him excitedly and said, “Socrates, do you know what I just heard about Diogenes?”

“Wait a moment,” Socrates replied, “Before you tell me I’d like you to pass a little test. It’s called the Triple Filter Test.”

“Triple filter?” asked the acquaintance.

“That’s right,” Socrates continued, “Before you talk to me about Diogenes let’s take a moment to filter what you’re going to say. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?”

“No,” the man said, “Actually I just heard about it.”

“All right,” said Socrates, “So you don’t really know if it’s true or not. Now let’s try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about Diogenes something good?”

“No, on the contrary…”

“So,” Socrates continued, “You want to tell me something about Diogenes that may be bad, even though you’re not certain it’s true?”

The man shrugged, a little embarrassed. Socrates continued, “You may still pass the test though, because there is a third filter, the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about Diogenes going to be useful to me?”

“No, not really.”

“Well,” concluded Socrates, “If what you want to tell me is neither True nor Good nor even Useful, why tell it to me or anyone at all?”

The man was bewildered and ashamed. This is an example of why Socrates was a great philosopher and held in such high esteem.

It also explains why Socrates never found out that Diogenes was banging his wife.

Meditation

Meditation is not about finding the self–quite the contrary: it is about finding one’s way beyond the self. Meditation is also not about ‘explaining the mind’. It is instead about clearing away clutter created by the mind. — David M. White

Thinking

I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living’, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds.
— Jack Kerouac

Hot Air Balloon

From my email inbox:

So you think you’re having a bad day…


then you step outside of your house…
 

and look up into the beautiful blue sky… 

…and see this!!!!! image0010009All of a sudden, that smile comes back to your face and you say to yourself

”Now that’s a big ass balloon!!!”

…and things don’t seem quite so bad! 

HAVE A GREAT REST OF THE WEEK!