Yes, I’ve been away again seemingly trip toeing through the bayberries. Life has its standing ups and lying downs and sooner or later, the horizontologist will prop himself up on his elbow and type a little. Here I would like…
“…But Thinking Makes It So”
Before I talked about the Contingent Universe, contingent on you and your particular outlook. Everything exists dependent upon an observer. What is it? Is this not the question to ask of the ten thousand things? Each and every blade of…
The Big Question
Are we different from the myriad other forms of life classified as animals? Certainly we differ from the plants; we are built to scurry about while plants are made to absorb over time. But are we human beings something above…
The Nature of Existence Part 4
Besides the age old question of predetermination, there is also the question of permanence. Here is where true angst is bred: Is this it? And then it just ends? You gotta be kidding me!!! When we entertain ideas of death…
The Nature of Existence Part 3
Life is the manifestation and intermingling of a supreme duality which over drapes all experience. There is the duality of body/mind, matter/energy, creation/destruction, sound/silence, sight/blindness, joy/sorrow, pleasure/pain, change/no change and so on. I spoke earlier about the contingent nature of…
The Nature of Existence Part 2
There is in India a deity called Kirtimukha, the face of fame. He is the one forever and always devouring his own body, eyes bulging, teeth masticating. He is often found above doorways and entrances to temples and rightly so.…
The Nature of Existence
Now we must embark on a journey. There is no other way but to walk out straight. You will walk straight out of prison. This is your knapsack. I have one too packed with things to eat. Let’s go… How…
The Third Coming
Yes, I am back again with an unidentified bug camping out between letters u and j — whoops! Sorry closer to j… Of course we will talk more about this Horizontal Thing. There is much to cover; we have, until…
Room With A View
“Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps.” — William Blake Why is the Horizontologist so suave, so seemingly self-assured? Even amid ruins, he strides kingly (or queenly) unimpressed. Would we be surprised if the low lying one sipped a…
Horizontolgy: A Natural History
Think of the various native populations flung far across the globe and yet having in common the penchant for rest. With rest comes a sense of repose which in turn makes possible reflection. Through reflection, man has evolved toward a…