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“Yet Natural Being is such an ordinary and gentle constant. When it is seen it is. When it is avoided it is. It requires no effort and demands no standards. Being timeless there is no path to tread, no debt to pay. It is already totally known.”

Tony in The Open Secret

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this stuff can’t be made up…

I met a woman once who’s name was Aquanet. I wish I could I say I was kidding, but I am not.

I met her when I was working downtown at a day center for homeless women. Many of the women had street names; Aquanet was not her street name. It was the name she was given at birth by her own mother.
I was reading Richard Brautigan at the bookstore today. His poems made me remember this. If you’ve ever read Brautigan, you’d understand how that would happen.
Below is one of my favorite Brautigan poems…
Affectionate Lightbulb

I have a 75 watt, glare free, long life

Harmony House light bulb in my toilet.

I have been living in the same apartment

for over two years now

and that bulb just keeps burning away.

I believe that it is fond of me.

God

someone once told me that experiencing God was on the same continuum as having a really good day…

I guess I don’t believe in continuums

Things to do

I’ve got to stop procrastinating…..

soon

alone

who am I

when no one is watching
..there is a stranger in my house
she drinks earl grey tea and leaves half finished cups
in every room
she sleeps in the clothes she has worn all day
and showers just to keep herself warm
she studies feng shui
and moves my furniture
in the quest for the perfect
arrangement
but never seems to find one
half finished projects are her forte
she is much better at beginnings
than ends
she is a hopeless
seeker
emphasis on the hopeless
she is restless
and afraid
but is kind to others
though not often to herself
one day
i will discover i know her
our friendship is molasses
slow and sticky
but good in the end