GRRRREAT

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From the Mid Seventies through the Nineties I began each day by getting on the Arizona Canal at dawn and jogging five miles or more. When I lived at McCormick Ranch I started at Jackrabbit Rd and ran to Camelback and back; in Arcadia I started at 48th St. and Indian School behind the Monastery and ran to 68th St. and back. I remember saying to myself back then that there would never come a time when I would stop this practice.

These days the cilia in my lungs are matted down with tar from those years when I smoked (yes I smoked even during my 10 K years which is why I didn’t run marathons).

But yesterday I went to 48th st and Indian School and ran a mile. Actually, I was wheezing so badly that I ran a bit and walked a bit, using the distance between telephone poles to determine when to switch gaits. It wasn’t much but it was wonderful.

An hour later my lungs were working like those of a much healthier person.

Right now it is 530. My computer is down for a bit and I am on my way to 48th St & Indian School Rd. My lungs are already kicking out mucous as I anticipate the joy of pounding sand. I’ve always worked out at the gym but nothing takes the place of kicking up dust.

6:30 One mile again (GRRRREAT)

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NOW YA SEE IT – NOW YA DON’T

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NOW YA SEE IT – NOW YA DON’T

(A conversation between Curious Abner
and the Psychedelic Toad.)

Psycho:  Hey there Abner, what alleys have you explored today?

Abner:   Oh, hi Psy. I got my feelings hurt.

Psycho: Was it something you said…again?

Abner:   Probably.

Psycho: Sooo…

Abner:  Well I was in a conversation about God and I mentioned that                    God has no will and offered evidence thereof.

Psycho:  That must have gone over well. Or perhaps I should say like                      you  order your steak? Burned to a crisp.

Abner:    I’m a vegan.

Psycho:  You have spinach on your incisor.  Okay, so who nailed ya?

Abner:    Magic man, okay?

Psycho:  Shoulda seen that coming. When in Rome…you silly man.

Abner:    I know, I know. But it took me 36 years of at least 2000                                    words a day and hundreds of thousands of hours of                                          research to discover these awarenesses.  His remark was                            simply to   quote the  opinion of a very large group.

Psycho:  So, why do you go to this meeting every week? You have no                         support for your love of research.

Abner:   I go because I helped start this group. I go because I have                              friends there whom I have known for decades. I want to be                        around friends.

Psycho: So start a new group. A discussion group for thinkers, artist,                         scientists. Make more friends.

Abner:  I like being around religious folks; they’re nicer.

Psycho: More tolerant, don’tcha mean?

Abner:  I suppose. Certainly more so than I, apparently.

Psycho: Then how about presenting only your view; leave out the                             discovery part.

Abner:  I guess so. Yeah I can do that. I still say that this idea of God                        having a will is inane. A will is a condition, after all.

Psycho: Nice start Ab. Why is this so important to ya?

Abner:  Aren’t you the guy who’s always saying “Never ask why”?

Psycho: Nope. You’re the guy who’s always saying “Never ask why”.

Abner: Oh…yeah…okay…see ya.

Psycho: No ya don’t. What did Magic Man say, anyway?

Abner:  He said that God’s will for us is to help each other.

Psycho: Sounds  right to me.

Abner:  Ya think?

Psycho: Too deep for me.

Abner: See ya.

Psycho: See ya.

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ee Broom.

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THE MOMENT OF TRUTH

 

True Memory includes the Future.

The Truth of History is that it has no Beginning.

The Truth of The Beginning is that it isn’t here yet.

The Truth of Now is that it never, ever leaves us.

 

The Truth of Peril is that it is never a surprise.

The Truth of Fear is that it exists only in the future.

The Truth about the Future is that it does not exist at all.

The Truth about the Past is that it came too soon, left too quickly and never really was.
So what must we, can we (do we want to?) do?
The Next thing?  The Right thing?  The Best thing? The Best guessed  thing?

Anything…?  At all?

May we speak authoritatively about the unknowable?

Is Truth discovered?

Defended?

Amended?

Upended?

The Truth of All is in Forever.

The Truth about The Lie is that it is not.

Every response to Fear, every Smile, every Frown, every Attack upon another, every bolt of frightening, tightening in the gut in the rush to save another…

Every Flash of lightning  (tut-tut), is known to each and warmed by all.

The Truth?

Perhaps…

Or Not

The Truth of Now is that it never, ever leaves us.

The same is often said of God.

 

BRAIN LEAKS, FULCRUMS AND M.R.S. THINFELLOW

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Give me a lever long enough and a fulcrum on which to place it and I shall move the world.
Archimedes

I was just going to say that.
Jiggs Boy.

Life in its entirety may very well be regarded as a one act play, depending on one’s perspective.
Leeward

The time to think about middlemen is before there is only one.
Seth

There is nothing permanent except change.
Heraclitus

There are people in this room who approve of what you are doing and who love you because they can.
M.R.S. Thinfellow

A brain leak is okay so long as it is just the bad part that leaks out.
Morris

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LOVE BECOMES THE LOVER

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 LOVE BECOMES THE LOVER

To Love is to Heal.To Accept Love is to Be Healed.

Healing begins when Fear is vanquished.

Or perhaps it is the other way around.

Fear returned to the shadows and birds began to chirp.

Fear revealed itself at first light and waned as………

The Light of Love was felt with the decision to Accept.

Acceptance lit the Path.

The Path is Today,

The way,

To Heal,

To be Healed.

Love becomes the Lover.

And Fear becomes a fading memory.

From CRUMBS by Lee Broom

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SPACE DUST

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SPACE DUST

 

It occurred to me today after listening to way too many commercials that if one had only toilet water to drink and no glasses to dip into that water but there was a straw in the catchall drawer in the kitchen, that one could get down on their knees, say a prayer for protection, stick the straw between the lips, dip the other end of that straw into the freshly flushed toilet and be totally confident that their safety in drinking that water could be said to have a safety factor of up to 99.9999%.

Being in a contemplative state of mind it occurred to me also that probably 99.9999% (or more) of all heroin addicts first drank milk. I seem to remember that from my college days. I didn’t really learn much there. I didn’t shoot heroin in those days nor did I drink a lot of water……or milk. I just drank a lot.

As you can see I haven’t completely recovered my senses but I’m getting there.

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Thank you. Lee Broom

THE MOMENT OF TRUTH

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THE MOMENT OF TRUTH


True Memory includes the Future.

The Truth of History is that it has no Beginning.

The Truth of The Beginning is that it isn’t here yet.

The Truth of Now is that it never, ever leaves us.

The Truth of Peril is that it is never a surprise.

The Truth of Fear is that it exists only in the future.

The Truth about the Future is that it does not exist at all.

The Truth about the Past is that it  came too soon,   left to fast and never really was.

So what must we, can we (do we want to?) do?

The Next thing?  The Right thing?  The Best thing? The Best guessed  thing?

Anything…?

At all?

May we speak authoritatively about the unknowable?

Is Truth discovered?

Defended?

Amended?

Upended?

The Truth of All is in Forever.

The Truth about The Lie is that it is not.

Every response to Fear, every Smile, every Frown, every Attack upon another, every bolt of frightening, tightening in the gut in the rush to save another…

Every Flash of lightning  (tut-tut), is known to each and warmed by all.

The Truth?

Perhaps…

Or Not

The Truth of Now is that it never, ever leaves us. The same is often said of God.

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Thank you. Lee Broom.

 

 

Gratitude is not an IOU;