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NEVER WHEN THEN

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“Space is a distance between objects. Time is a measure of the duration of motion of objects in space. Space and Motion are always “now” – never when or then. Therefore, “time travel” can only be memory of “when”, or a hypothetical extention of “then”, of motion of objects or energy through space.” ~ Lawrence R. Spencer

ETERNAL NOW

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ETERNAL NOW

Alan Wilson Watts (6 January 1915 – 16 November 1973) was a British-born philosopher, writer, and speaker, best known as an interpreter and populariser of Eastern philosophy for a Western audience. Born in Chislehurst, he moved to the United States in 1938 and began Zen training in New York. Pursuing a career, he attended Seabury-Western Theological Seminary, where he received a master’s degree in theology. Watts became an Episcopal priest but left the ministry in 1950 and moved to California, where he joined the faculty of the American Academy of Asian Studies.

Living on the West Coast, Watts gained a large following in the San Francisco Bay Area while working as a volunteer programmer at KPFA, a Pacifica Radio station in Berkeley. Watts wrote more than 25 books and articles on subjects important to Eastern and Western religion, introducing the then-burgeoning youth culture to The Way of Zen (1957), one of the first bestselling books on Buddhism. In Psychotherapy East and West (1961), Watts proposed that Buddhism could be thought of as a form of psychotherapy and not a religion. He also explored human consciousness, in the essay “The New Alchemy” (1958), and in the book The Joyous Cosmology (1962).

TOM TIME

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Recently, I’ve become addicted to Tom Waits.  He’s the existential zen master of musical eloquence.

Well the smart money’s on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you’re east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee’s in the mirror
And the band is going home, it’s raining hammers, it’s raining nails
And it’s true there’s nothing left for him down here

And it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time

And they all pretend they’re orphans and their memory’s like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can’t remember tell the things you can’t forget
That history puts a saint in every dream

Well she said she’d stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama’s boys just don’t know when to quit
And Mathilda asks the sailors “Are those dreams or are those prayers?”
So close your eyes, son, and this won’t hurt a bit

Oh it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time

Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they’re on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off ’til I come back again

Oh it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time
And it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time.

LIFE IS THE GAME

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NEW YEARS EVE 2012-2013

“YOU ARE A SOURCE OF CREATION.
ADMIRE THE ROLES YOU PLAY IN THE GAMES OF THE ETERNAL NOW.

PLAY THE PARTS WORTHY OF YOUR ABILITY, YOUR SANITY AND YOUR SPIRITUAL INTEGRITY.

TIME IS CHANGE; ALL THINGS PASS.

WE ENDURE THE FUTURE WE CREATE.

LOVE OF PLAY IS OUR DESTINY.
LIFE IS THE GAME WE PLAY. “

_______________________________

Lawrence R. Spencer.

Inspired by and dedicated to my Dear Friend, Antonia Gohel and all other IS-BEs who are searching with me for answers in our souls.

New Years Eve, 2012-2013.