Mar 30, 2021

the light from the distant stars

A few trees on a slight rise in this flat valley. From here they look like oaks. Nothing else around. Perhaps the earth needed them to be right there. 


I am not anyone in particular. Just a piece of the universe, the same as anything else. The same as everything else. I am the black of the night sky. Yes. And I am also the light from the distant stars. Same as you.


Happy birthday to Vincent van Gogh
born March 30, 1853
'Self Portrait with Felt Hat'

I see great things in baseball. It's our game, the American game. It will repair our losses and be a blessing to us.

-Walt Whitman

Be content with what you have. Rejoice in the way things are.

—Zen proverb

Do what you do as well as you possibly can. That's buddhist morality.

-Brad Warner


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