There was a man who invented the art of making fire. Hetook his tools and went to a tribe in the north, where it was verycold, bitterly cold. He taught the people there to make fire. The people were very interested. Heshowed them the uses to which they could put fire: they could cook, couldkeep themselves warm, etc. They were so grateful that they had learnedthe art of making fire. But before they could express their gratitude tothe man, he disappeared. He wasn’t concerned with getting theirrecognition or gratitude; he was concerned about their well-being. Hewent to another tribe, where he again began to show them the value of hisinvention. People were interested there too, a bit too interested for thepeace of mind of their priests, who began to notice that this man wasdrawing crowds and they were losing their popularity. So they decided to doaway with him. They poisoned him, crucified him, put it any way you like.But they were afraid now that the people might turn against them, so theywere very wise, even wily. Do you know what they did? They had a portraitof the man made and mounted it on the main altar of the temple. Theinstruments for making fire were placed in front of the portrait, and thepeople were taught to revere the portrait and to pay reverence to theinstruments of fire, which they dutifully did for centuries. Theveneration and the worship went on, but there was no fire.
Author: julesprichards
Anchoring in the shire, with family, friends, coffee and cheese… always looking…
How to paint a sea turtle
Going going… ?
My shins hurt!
Last week the same ride saw emotional, logical and even spiritual resonance on many levels…
This week a poetic beauty and essencial truths seemed to be replaced by sufficient chemical analysis…
Same weather, same route (perhaps that’s why)… dunno why but that’s what happened.
New art – essential chemistry… etherial love – raw life… adventurous dreams – omniscient reality…
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Happy Daze.
enchanting
I have often been curious of the idea of “enchantment” and “joy”. Does this run ‘above’ or ‘underneath’ our hour-to-hour “real” lives.
How might the hyper-real affect the idea that “the visa needs paying”, “the plumbing needs fixing”, “I love my wife”, “I’m thankful for this food”, “I have been drop-kicked…” etc
If a depression is an out-of-focus reality; a space of low pressure, a space where ideas are unfocused, where things fall apart, where structure collapses…
disillusion, disappointment, dismay, gloom, misery, melancholy, misery, pain, sadness, sorrow, trouble, unhappiness, woe
Could a high be an over-focused reality; where it all makes sense, an enchantment, a fascination, an enthralling captivation… “joy”: a beatitude, bliss, cheer, contentment, delight, ecstasy, elation, euphoria, exhilaration, exuberance, enchantment, good spirits, high spirits, hilarity, hopefulness, jubilation, optimism, pleasure, vivacity…
The happy focused conducted view and the lost expansive wild(?) view… hummm….
Endomondo Cycling Workout
Endomondo Cycling Workout: was out cycling 23.50 miles in 1h:44m:49s using Endomondo.
Hallelujah – beautiful
To be or not to be…
If one is to be, then one needs to act, this needs direction – acting and even unscripted improvisation is triggered by direction…
Guide me oh thou great director…
Hummm… why would I be guided?
Growth, fruit, decay and death are part of the seasonal drama that sees old make way for new…
We recently hosted 10 caterpillars and watched the stages as they grew, formed crysalis and grew into 10 butterflies… 8 flew off to fates unknown, 2 malformed were unable to fly; undirected they died.

…MORE bubbles!
Endomondo Cycling Workout
Endomondo Cycling Workout: was out cycling 21.56 miles in 1h:53m:37s using Endomondo.





