A Case of Invented Identity

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Down on the Mad River

In the water.
A Sea turtle?
Perhaps a Sea Monster?
It had a tail.
A white one…

It. She? Moved
against the incoming
tide. Are those barnacles
on its back?
is that the mouth – opening?

I try to make
sense, but none comes.
Then my friends
on my return say
Did you see that dead body?

No way! And yet….
I could have been
wrong. Did I see a
sea monster or a hunk
of dead Whale waiting for the vultures?

As on the Mad River
so just about
everywhere else.
Imaginings can turn life
into death, night into day.

Mistaken?
or invented?

A Place To Walk

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Beach walking near Arcata with friends Jim ‘n Nancy, Muji and Annie

Mid morning. The sun broke through the fog, sandals were strapped on and off we went. More photographs tomorrow.

Found on the wall of the room I’m staying in….

The place in which we truly sit
Is within our own body and mind.
Since body and mind embrace the Universe,
Nowhere can this place be found.

Gosh, that sounds familiar! Wait a moment. I wrote that! It comes at the beginning of an article titled, A Place To Sit written in….1991, or there abouts.

Classic Cat

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Molly – right here, right now and on the altar!

If you can disappear when all about you
Are madly searching for you everywhere,
And then just when they start to leave without you
Turn up as if you always were right there…
After Rudyard Kipling

Poetry for Cats: The Definitive Anthology of Distinguished Feline Verse, Henry Beard.

Thanks now to Molly and all at the Berkeley Buddhist Priory including all those who I’ve seen and spent time with during the past ten days. I was so glad to catch the Molly cat peacefully perched on an altar – waiting.

How Words Are Made

This word – instantagiousness – just has to be lifted out of the comment section and elevated to a post all of its own. So here we have it. As the inventor of this wonderful term says, It’s happening all the time! So tempting start thinking of the possible meanings isn’t? And if the meaning is true…or not. But life is short – let us simply enjoy. Here below is a quote from a site I visit from time to time. The title of the piece is Is This A Word. As far as I am concerned, instantagiousness is a word. Thanks to its maker, it is great to see you in the comment section.

Blending. Taking the end of one word and sticking it on the beginning of another is an extremely common process that accounts for a large proportion of all new words this century: digiverse (the online world, from digital + universe); videorazzi (celebrity-chasing photographers with video cameras, from video + paparazzi); spintronics (using the weird quantum properties of electron spin to construct new types of computer chips, from spin + electronics), opticute (cells fried by laser probes, from optical + electrocute, the latter itself a much older blend).
From World Wide Words Is This A Word?

Epistolary Art

Well! I remarked to the young chap behind the counter, It’s one thing to buy postcards, and quite another to write and send them. He said in all seriousness, It’s good to keep up the epistolary arts. I said, The what!? So kindly he explained. Wrote down what it meant on a piece of paper, and here I am doing what I said I’d do. Write. But the postcards are yet to have the epistolary arts applied. Tomorrow?

That’s Berkeley for you. Educated everybody. Especially on Telegraph Avenue, in Moe’s Books (which is where the above exchange took place. A huge bookstore close to the University of California Campus. Apparently with connections back to those turbulent times in Berkeley in the 1960’s. I know at least one reader who was there at the time….

Moe’s Books was founded in 1959 by Moe Moskowitz and his wife Barbara, the original site of the store was a small shop on Shattuck just north of University Avenue. As the early 60s dawned, Moe moved his expanding operation to Telegraph Avenue, closer in to the hub of the UC campus. By that time UC Berkeley was about to explode into the national limelight as the focal point of the burgeoning Free Speech Movement. As the decade lunged forward and the Viet Nam War raged on, Moe’s Books found itself at the center of numerous confrontations with the Berkeley police and the National Guard. When local authorities called for city-wide curfews, Moe refused to close his doors, asserting that people should be free to walk the streets. When an occasional tear gas canister would roll down the sidewalk, many protesters sought refuge in Moe’s Books–one of the few safe havens willing to remain open during a time fraught with imminent danger. Clearly this was a revolutionary period in our history that defied comparison, and Moe’s Books under the fearless leadership of Moe Moskowitz, led by shining example.

Epistolary means: Written in the form of or carried on by letters or correspondence. Who would have thought buying a few postcards would lead to such and interesting word, a charming encounter and a hugely historic bookshop.

That was not the half of our shopping trip by any means. Berkeley Hats just down Telegraph from Moe’s is a hat fanciers heaven.

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Berkeley Hats, Telegraph Avenue Berkeley – from a moving car.
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Now there’s a hat to write home about!