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The Eternal

Our theories of the eternal are as valuable as are those that a chick which has not broken its way through its shell might form of the outside world.

The Buddha

John Cage

Butterfly Effect

Butterfly Effect

Aldous Huxley Quote

Poetry's Essense

Lovely to Live on a Raft

The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Chapter 17.

Soon as it was night out we shoved; when we got her out to about the middle we let her alone, and let her float wherever the current wanted her to; then we lit the pipes, and dangled our legs in the water, and talked about all kinds of things--we was always naked, day and night, whenever the mosquitoes would let us...  I didn't go much on clothes, nohow.

Sometimes we'd have that whole river all to ourselves for the longest time. Yonder was the banks and the islands, across the water; and maybe a spark--which was a candle in a cabin window; and sometimes on the water you could see a spark or two--on a raft or a scow, you know; and maybe you could hear a fiddle or a song coming over from one of them crafts. It's lovely to live on a raft.  We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and
discuss about whether they was made or only just happened.  Jim he allowed they was made, but I allowed they happened; I judged it would have took too long to MAKE so many.  Jim said the moon could a LAID them; well, that looked kind of reasonable, so I didn't say nothing against it, because I've seen a frog lay most as many, so of course it could be done.  We used to watch the stars that fell, too, and see them streak down.  Jim allowed they'd got spoiled and was hove out of the nest.

Once or twice of a night we would see a steamboat slipping along in the dark, and now and then she would belch a whole world of sparks up out of her chimbleys, and they would rain down in the river and look awful pretty; then she would turn a corner and her lights would wink out and her powwow shut off and leave the river still again; and by and by her waves would get to us, a long time after she was gone, and joggle the raft a bit, and after that you wouldn't hear nothing for you couldn't tell how long, except maybe frogs or something.


Nature's Beauty Is Never Spent

Live each season as it passes;
breathe the air, drink the drink,
taste the fruit, and resign yourself
to the influences of each.  

Henry David Thoreau

Orchid Society of Miami from Robert Caine

Rosy Fingered Dawn, 12.21.09  Williamstown

Tutulemma: Solar Eclipse Analemma  from APOD
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Plato's Doctors

In Laws, Plato wrote that there are two classes of patients, slaves and freemen. And, similarly two kinds of doctors:  slave doctors and freemen doctors. Slave doctors run about and cure the slaves, or wait for them in the dispensaries; while free doctors attend and practice upon freemen. They carry enquiries far back, and go into the nature of the disorder. They enter into discourse with their patients, instructing them as far as they are able.  For the full quote go to: Download Plato Physician  .

      

So, what has changed since Plato made this observation?

A Little Madness