…At The Grindstones











{October 2, 2010}   Corner of the Earth

“Little darlin’ don’t you see the sun is shining
Just for you, only today
If you hurry you can get a ray on you, come with me, just to play
Like every humming bird and bumblebee
Every sunflower, cloud and every tree
I feel so much a part of this
Nature’s got me high and it’s beautiful
I’m with this deep eternal universe
From death until rebirth

This corner of the earth is like me in many ways
I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play
On the face of it I’m blessed
When the sunlight comes for free
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
So inspired of that there’s nothing left to do or say
Think I’ll dream, ’til the stars shine

The wind it whispers and the clouds don’t seem to care
And I know inside, that it’s all mine
It’s the chorus of the breakin’ dawn
The mist that comes before the sun is born
To a hazy afternoon in May
Nature’s got me high and it’s so beautiful
I’m with this deep eternal universe from death until rebirth

You know that this corner of the earth is like me in many ways
I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play
On the face of it I’m blessed
When the sunlight comes for free
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me

This corner of the earth, is like me in many ways
I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play
On the face of it I’m blessed
When the sunlight comes for free
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me”



{October 1, 2010}   Ten Thousand Peach Blossoms

If Hsi-men Ching had not heard these words nothing might have happened, but having heard them:

The spirits of his Three Corpses became agitated;

The breaths of his Five Viscera ascended to Heaven.

Anger flared in his heart, and

Malice accrued in his gall.

Heading straight for P’an Chin-lien’s quarters;

Without permitting any further explanation,

he sought out the cat and, dangling it by one foot, strode out onto the veranda, took aim at the stone stylobate, swung the cat up into the air, and dashed it against it. All that could be heard was:

A single resounding report,

at which,

The contents of it’s brain burst into

ten thousand peach blossoms,

Its mouthful of teeth were reduced to

scattered fragments of jade.

Truly:

No longer able in the world of light

to capture rats or mice,

It reverts to the abode of the dead

to become a fox-fairy.

When P’an Chin-lien saw that he had taken her cat out and dashed it to death, she sat on her k’ang. Without turning so much as a hair, and waited until he had vacated her quarters, muttering to herself, as she cursed him, saying, “You lousy death-defying ruffian! If you had only dragged me out and killed me, it would have been more heroic of you. Did the cat really get in the way of your shit-eating business so much that you felt compelled to barge in here, like a madman, and dash it to death? When it comes before the authorities in the nether world, it’s likely to demand your life in compensation. What are you so exercised about? You’ll come to a bad end, you lousy fickle ruffian!”



“Summer is just beginning to recede, as the star Antares

gradually moves toward the west.

The handle of the Dipper is moving toward

the Northern Palace.

A single leaf of the pheonix tree flutters down,

and everywhere a hint of autumn can be detected.

The evening clouds float idly as the stridulation

of the cicadas resounds.

The nighttime breeze is gentle as the coruscating

fireflies begin to fly.

On the Celestial Stairs the coolness of the night

is as clear as water;

Most appropriately, paintings of the Magpie Bridge

are suspended on high.

In Golden basins five sprouts are planted,

In alabaster towers banquets are prepared”

Chin P’ing Mei- ┬áVol 3 -Chapter 58



{September 14, 2010}   But their Hearts are Dead…

“There are those who are not happy unless they can

accumulate jade and pile up gold,

They remain unaware that wealth and valuables are

merely the roots of catastrophe.

They treasure every single cash as though it were

a part of their flesh and blood;

While those who are chivalrous by nature can only

laugh at them for their insanity.

They  treat each one of their relatives and friends

as if they were total strangers;

The preserve a facade, but their hearts are dead,

which is certainly regrettable.

One can anticipate that one fine day impermanence,

or death, will pay them a visit;

and they will proceed, empty-handed and all alone,

to the abode of the everlasting night.”

-Chin P’ing Mei- Vol.3 -Chapter 56



{September 12, 2010}   Appreciator..

“Many people see Jim as an extraordinary creator and I realize that I see Jim first as an appreciator. He appreciated so much.He loved London. He loved walking on the beach. He loved Parliament Hill, flying kites. He appreciated his family and his colleagues and his Muppet family and he appreciated the performance and the design of a puppet. He appreciated the detail on a persian rug. He appreciated beauty. I really don’t believe that Jim could have been such an extraordinary creator if he hadn’t been such an extraordinary appreciator.”

-Frank Oz



{September 10, 2010}   They Remember What You Are..

” The attitude you have as a parent is what your kids will learn from more than what you tell them. The don’t remember what you try to teach them.

They remember what you are”

-Jim Henson



{September 9, 2010}   Wrong Idea re: Working?

“I don’t resent working long hours. I shouldn’t- I’m the one who set up my life this way. I love to work. It’s the thing that I get the most satisfaction out of-nd probably what I do best. Not that I don’t enjoy days off. I love vacations and loafing around. But I think much of the world has the wrong idea of working. It’s one of the good things in life. The feeling of accomplishment is more real and satisfying than finishing a good meal- or looking at one’s accumulated wealth.”


-Jim Henson



{September 9, 2010}   Gonna Grow Some Turnips



“For humans residing in this world,

Glory and luxury, wealth and honor

cannot be retained forever. One fine day, when:

Impermanence, or death, visits you,

no matter how much you may have in the way of:

Piled up gold and accumulated jade,

you’ll wind up:

Returning to the shades empty-handed.”

-Chin P’ing Mei- Volume 3- Chapter 56



{September 4, 2010}   Thought for the Day: I Promised Me

“I guess I was wrong when I said I never promised anyone. I promised me.”


-Kermit the Frog



et cetera