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Year of the Tmogvi earthquake

In Buddhist philosophical concepts, by Hedy Bach, close up, Colour photography, dog, Emotion, FujiX100V, Imagemaker, Macro, minimalism, nature, Photography, Street photography, Words of music on 2022/05/25 at 04:00

According to Buddha

When was the last time you looked up and marvelled at a starry night? Do you see the myriad colours and shapes in all you see? Do you stop and smell the scent of the roses? Do you taste the rich flavours of every meal? Do you feel and enjoy the hot shower at the end of a hard day’s work? And perhaps more importantly, are you mindful of your mind, of your thoughts and feelings? Without mental mindfulness, there is no mindfulness of the senses.

there’s a mad dog pulling at his chain
a hint of danger in his eye
alarm bells raging round his brain
and the chimney’s broken in the sky
 
wake up
wake up and smell the roses

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a day or so ago in White Rock, BC. which lies on the Semiahmoo First Nation ~ May 2022

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Number of puzzles in the ‘Biggest Word’ book

In Art, Black and White Photography, Buddhist philosophical concepts, close up, Flora, Fotografia, iPhoneography, Macro, Minimal photography, minimalism, Photography, Reflection, still life, water, Words of music on 2022/03/30 at 04:00

According to Buddha

The very entity of the mind, its nature of mere luminosity and knowing, is not polluted by defilements; they do not abide in the entity of the mind. Even when we generate afflictive emotions, the very entity or nature of the mind is still mere luminosity and knowing, and because of this we are able to remove the afflictive emotions. If you agitate the water in a pond, it becomes cloudy with mud; yet the very nature of the water itself is not dirty. When you allow it to become still again, the mud will settle leaving the water pure.

you, soft and only
you, lost and lonely
you, strange as angels
dancing in the deepest oceans
twisting in the water
you’re just like a dream
you’re just like a dream

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a day ago water + gerber in a sunbeam in Etown – Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ  ~ March 2022

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Binary code 10000011010 number

In abstract, Art, Buddhist philosophical concepts, by Hedy Bach, close up, Colour photography, Fotografia, iPhone photography, iPhoneography, Macro, Minimal photography, nature, Photography, Smartphone Photography, Words of music on 2022/01/09 at 04:00

According to Buddha

To meet someone who really hurts you is to meet a rare and precious treasure. Hold that person in high esteem, and make full use of the opportunity to eradicate your defects and make progress on the path. If you cannot yet feel love and compassion for those who treat you badly, it is a sign that your mind has not been fully transformed and that you need to keep working on it with increased application

now it cuts like a knife

*(simile) To sting severely, to cause a sensation of stinging, especially said of cold weather. To my small hands, the bitter wind cuts like a knife, freezing my fingers and numbing my circulation. 

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very fresh days at home in the kitchen ~ Etown – Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ  ~ January 2022

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Dutton’s number of reasons to smile

In Alberta landscapes, Buddhist philosophical concepts, close up, Flora, FujiX100V, Macro, nature, Photography, Words of music on 2021/11/10 at 04:00

According to Buddha

I am not, I will not be. 
I have not, I will not have,
That frightens all the childish 
And extinguishes fear in the wise.
since you went away the days grow long
and soon i’ll hear old winter’s song
but i miss you most of all my darling
when autumn leaves start to fall

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a day or so ago leaves in the woods ~ Etown ~ Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ ~ November 2021

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Partita’s solo flute BWV number

In Art, Black and White Photography, Buddhist philosophical concepts, created by Hedy Bach, Fotografia, iPhone photography, iPhoneography, Macro, minimalism, Photography, still life, Words of music on 2021/09/01 at 04:00

According to Buddha

Bhikkhu, there is no materiality whatever…feeling…perception…formations…consciousness whatever that is permanent, everlasting, eternal, not subject to change, that will last as long as eternity.

and you’ve just had some kind of mushroom
and your mind is moving low.
go ask alice
i think she’ll know.
when logic and proportion
have fallen sloppy dead

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a day ago in the garden ~ Coprinus comatus ~ Etown ~ August 2021

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“Acorn tube” triode number

In Black and White Photography, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Fotografia, fruit, FujiX100V, Learning, Macro, minimalism, Photography, Words of music on 2021/02/10 at 04:00

According to Buddha

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

indoor voyager

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fresh + rotten pears ~ a day ago ~  Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ ~ February 2021

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The Oscar class project number

In abstract, Black and White Photography, Body, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Fotografia, FujiX100V, iPhoneography, Macro, Photowalking, Reflection, self study, Visual Narrative, Words of music on 2021/01/20 at 04:00

According to Buddha

If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors. All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body.

if i am alive this time next year
will i have arrived in time to share?
and mine is about as good this far
and i’m still applied to what you are
and i am joining all my thoughts to you

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a day ago ~ trees + present self study #2 ~ Etown – Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ ~ January 2021

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Tales of the Shameik number

In abstract, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Colour photography, Fotografia, iPhone photography, iPhoneography, Macro, Mobile photography, Photography, still life, Words of music on 2020/12/30 at 04:00

According to Buddha

Be motivated like the falcon, hunt gloriously. Be magnificent as the leopard, fight to win. Spend less time with nightingales and peacocks. One is all talk, the other only colour.

when you flew away, 
you just left one feather. 
so i keep it in my pillow, 
so i’ll dream of you at night. 
 
and your feathers were the colour, 
of the sun before it sets at night. 
and your eyes were as sharp, 
as the morning sunlight.

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peacock feather in yesterday’s sunshine ~ December 2020

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15 minutes of horror, 20 years of healing: room number

In Art, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Colour photography, Flora, iPhoneography, Macro, water, Words of music on 2020/12/16 at 04:00

According to Buddha

And don’t think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It’s quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.

think i might forget it, gonna write it down-down-down
if it’s copacetic, bring it back around-round-round
i’m tired of fighting another man’s pointless war
so please keep up with it just like you have before

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a fresh day ago or so in/outside ~ Etown – Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ ~ December 2020

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Years number by Kyle Coma-Thompson & Tristan Foster

In Black and White Photography, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Foto, iPhoneography, Macro, Monochromia, Photography, still life, Words of music on 2020/11/01 at 04:00

According to Buddha

Everything changes once we identify with being the witness to the story, instead of the actor in it.

that’s the way it goes
that’s the way it goes
it’s so satisfying

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death of the sunflowers ~ a day or so ago ~ Etown Amiskwaciwâskahikan ᐊᒥᐢᑲᐧᒋᐋᐧᐢᑲᐦᐃᑲᐣ 2020

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