Dag Hammarskjöld

Dag Hammarskjöld, Markings
In the point of rest at the center or our being. we encounter a world where all things are at rest in the same way, Then a tree becomes a mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches we can only catch glimpses. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

New Camera!

6 comments:

  1. oh man, too much fun, if there was such a thing. Very play misty for me.

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  2. A couple of days or so at dawn a guy walking his dog on this exact spot found a man's body somewhere between the beach and the sand.

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    1. 60 year old investment guy. Police say on the basis of injuries, he fell, was pushed, or jumped off the cliffs into the surf.

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    2. I vote for his having jumped. Maybe because I don't want to entertain the possibility of a pusher being loose out there. If he jumped . . . . then maybe we will find ourselves reflecting on stuff we should be reflecting on.

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    3. We can reflect, but we should not judge. Each man chooses his own path and decides for himself when he has reached his destination

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  3. I have everything nature can provide. I don't have the sea. I miss the sea.

    (PS: I was curious, I saw your comment at Teresa's, that wonderful writer girl)

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