September 2008 Archives

There is a thriving creative community out there in the world that refers to certain objects as MOOP. The word is an acronym for Matter Out Of Place or what many call litter or trash. Many people think about this term, moop, and start to apply it liberally. What is out of place? What really belongs in a certain spot? What trace have I left on the globe?

Every stage in ones journey includes a beginning and an end. At the end of a journey one is left with fuzzy memories and things that need cleansing. Our minds, our possessions and way of living all become rife with opportunity for a strong cleansing after a fruitful journey ends. One stage in this cycle is setting things away for the next time.

“Out of one’s own burning comes one’s own teaching.”

“I live in my own light, I drink again into myself the flames that break forth from me. I know not the happiness of the receiver… It is my poverty that my hand never ceases giving.”

“LOST SIAMESE CAT: Name is Fauna also answers to “KITTY” small female, tan/dk brown. missing since day of tornado. Please Call. $100 Reward”

“We represent the future, for damn sure”. “There’s people… believe it or not who don’t know anything about it…”.