Two Saws by Leary and a Very Small Poem

I’ll be disappearing into the black forest villages of southwest Germany for two weeks. To mark the time, here are two choice quotes, familiar I’m sure to those in the inner circle, from cultural visionary and philosophy-of-life guru, Timothy Leary.

“Myth is a report from the cellular memory bank. Myths humanize the recurrent themes of evolution.”                                                                                                                                 —

“Consciousness is energy received and decoded by a structure. There are as many   levels of consciousness in the human body as there are anatomical structures to receive and decode energy.”

And a very small poem of my own…

        Adam and eve on delacroix island

Biting fleas, picking pecans, their voices
touched and words hung like crystals
glistening through the horizon line
dreaming the smell of wet earth

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3 thoughts on “Two Saws by Leary and a Very Small Poem

  1. Enjoy the Schwartzwald, Gary! Linda and I were there at Christmas. Love the blog!

    “Won’ring aloud, will a son day be born
    To share in our infancy
    In the child’s path we’ve worn?
    In the aging seclusion of this earth
    That our birth did surprise
    We’ll open his eyes.”

    ~ Ian Anderson

    Vielen vielen dank!

    Bone

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    • Correction (fat fingers and red wine):

      “Wond’ring aloud, will a son one day be born
      To share in our infancy
      In the child’s path we’ve worn?
      In the aging seclusion
      Of this earth
      That our birth
      Did surprise.
      We’ll open his eyes.”

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