Lost in the cave? when

Lost in the cave?
when so much of the world comes to us through the media, we slowly, imperceptibly come to believe that we are still living in the world of people, places, things, and events when in sad fact we are living in the world of newspapers, pictures, electronic blips of light and sound. like the denizens of the cave in plato’s republic, we too have taken the shadows cast on the wall for the actual objects. we talk to and about shadows while the actual world glides unobtrusively by. imagery generated from experiences that refer to the world but are not themselves the stuff referred to can hardly be compelling.

– peter london, no more secondhand art via dangerousmeta!

Eagle Poem To pray you

Eagle Poem
To pray you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To one whole voice that is you
And know there is more
That you can’t see, can’t hear
Can’t know except in moments
Steadly growing, and in languages
That aren’t always sound but other
Circles of motion.
Like eagle that Sunday morning
Over Salt River. Circled in blue sky
In wind, swept our hearts clean
With sacred wings.
We see you, see ourselves and know
That we must take the utmost care
And kindness in all things.
Breathe in, knowing we are made of
All this, and breathe, knowing
We are truly blessed because we
Were born, and die soon within a
True circle of motion,
Like eagle rounding out the morning
Inside us.
We pray that it will be done
In beauty.
In beauty.

by Joy Harjo via riley dog

Dave’s Insanity Sauce I’ve had

Dave’s Insanity Sauce
I’ve had a bottle of this stuff for ages and it is wonderful but heed this advice on testing it!

1. cook large pot of rice (alternative: buy large loaf of bread)
2. open bottle, being very careful not to get any sauce on your fingers
3. take one tine of a fork and gently scrape a very very very thin layer of sauce from around the rim of the bottle
4. if you have sauce on two tines, wash the fork and start over with a new fork
5. if what you have on your fork could rightfully be construed as a “dab”, throw away the fork immediately, you’ve ruined it
6. quickly and promptly rub the sauce-veiled tine over your lips. do not, under any circumstances, allow the sauce to touch your tongue
7. wait 3.2 seconds
8. scream in agony
9. eat entire pot of rice in a futile attempt to calm the everlasting flame within you (alternative: eat entire loaf of bread). water will not help you, you must use something substantial that can soak up the spices
10. never kiss your wife again

from diveintomark/Travel day

Childhood blogging After my posts

Childhood blogging

After my posts on my kids over the past couple of days this piece on childhood blogging makes sense…

What observational talents would benefit from this daily record. In addition to critical thinking, reading and writing skills, what other skills would necessarily be enhanced? Would the daily record and forced verbalization of thoughts and ideas enhance any other talents? What types of relationships would we develop with the other people who would undoubtedly read and respond to this weblog? Like piano lessons, would the we despise the practice at the time, only later discovering what a beautiful skill we have developed?

from Dane Carlson’s Weblog via John Robb’s Radio Weblog