Congratulations, Jim!
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Congratulations, Jim!
My story The Captured Dead will be in the anthology The Astral Pages: Ghosts, Galaxies & Magic Realism. COMING SOON!
My #BookReview of The Invasion of the Body Snatchers, by Jack Finney
Thanks, Julia!
"I admit, I desire, Occasionally, some backtalk From the mute sky" - Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems; Black Rook in Rainy Weather.
~Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems: Black Rook in Rainy Weather
Instructions on Not Giving Up Ada LimΓ³n, 1976 More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor's almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate sky of Spring rains, it's the greening of the trees that really gets to me. When all the shock of white and taffy, the world's baubles and trinkets, leave the pavement strewn with the confetti of aftermath, the leaves come. Patient, plodding, a green skin growing over whatever winter did to us, a return to the strange idea of continuous living despite the mess of us, the hurt, the empty. Fine then, I'll take it, the tree seems to say, a new slick leaf unfurling like a fist to an open palm, I'll take it all.
Poem for the first Friday of March. πΌ
Instructions on Not Giving Up
~ Ada LimΓ³n
βwhatever winter did to us, a return to the strange idea of continuous living despite the mess of us/the hurt, the empty. Fine then, I'll take it, a new slick leaf unfurling like a fist to an open palm, I'll take it all.
"Making art is not easy. It asks you to open yourself to the unknown, and that means you might discover something wildly unexpected. You might even discover your world is not what you thought it was." ~ Jeannine Ouellette / @jeannineouellette.bsky.social
An excerpt from my review of the Chilean documentary "Isla #Alien," which is based in one of the most controversial mythologies from South American #Ufology.
Link to the full review in the comments.
As if I wasn't busy enough, as soon as I'm back from Rome I'll be speaking about the Gnostics - some of whom visited the Eternal City too. 7 March 7:00 PM GMT: www.eventbrite.com/e/exploring-...
Are you willing to be sponged out, erased, canceled, made nothing dipped in oblivion? If not, you will never really change.
- #DHLawrence
The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, since the meaning of the mind itself is unknown.
- #RenΓ©Magritte
If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream.
- #RenΓ©Magritte
ICYMI: I reviewed a book by author Alma Delia Murillo, about the groups of 'searching mothers' in #Mexico looking for the remains of their missing loved ones, and how sometimes they receive clues about their whereabouts through dreams and other magical means.
www.dailygrail.com/2026/03/figh...
This is our new Forest of Imagination film, please share widely! π
forestofimagination.org.uk/foi-2025-film/
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#sciencefiction #flashfiction
An image containing a text quotation, with a white lotus blossom and green leaves in the lower left-hand corner. The text, from Tom Cheetham, Green Man, Earth Angel: The Prophetic Tradition and the Battle for the Soul of the World, reads: The World of Psyche: βOn the mythic view, or the psychic view, shared with many mystics, Creation is continuous. Jung writes, "The psyche creates reality every day." But this psyche is not localized inside our heads. Rather, we exist in it. The present moment is pregnant with creation. The soul of this world we experience through a sense of interiority, as the availability of the world to imagination, as a kind of reciprocal imaginative interaction, a sympathy between self and world. We move here in a different space. This is not the universe of matter; it is more nearly a cosmos of qualities, presences, and harmonies. This present is not transitory. It is not going anywhere. We are close to the origin here, close to the primordial distinctions. Space itself is substantial, qualitative, generative.β
βOn the mythic view, or the psychic view, shared with many mystics, Creation is continuous. Jung writes, "The psyche creates reality every day." But this psyche is not localized inside our heads. Rather, we exist in it ...β
~ Tom Cheetham, Green Man, Earth Angel.
Oh, but I could mourn you all day long, the sky, a spool of undyed wool only you'd know what to make of. You once believed the moon pitch black, a flashlight pointed at refracting coal. You were a child, and I will never have a child with you, that wasted tenderness where might have lived a world. On earth, it will matter little that we met, our days like rivers at the mouth of a sea so cold, so quiet, so blue. MAYA C. POPA
Poem for your Thursday - (this beauty)
Reprise
~ Dr. Maya C. Popa
βYou were a child, and I will never have a child with you, that wasted tenderness where might have lived a world.
βStories can be our most reliable medicine.β ~
@annelamott.bsky.social
Had the good fortune to talk a bit about Oldster Magazine with Kasia Pilat at The New York Times.
www.nytimes.com/2026/03/03/s...
Magic isn't about escaping reality. It's about engaging with it so deeply that reality starts engaging back. That's where the real work begins.
I would encourage everyone to become an artist" -- Derek Jarman
No one is right about who/what/where/why/how Divinity really is, in its own self. But no oneβs wrong, either, when they experience as tangibly real the God/Goddess/ Instructor/ Universal Consciousness / Divinity they believe in.
#spirituality #God #gods #religion
jackprestonking.com/f/one-more-w...
βWhen you want to see something clearly, do not shine too much light on it, do not exile all the shadows from its surface. Our dutyβwhen faced with a true mysteryβis not to explain it but to deepen it, to transform it into a greater mystery.β
-- Lucian Blaga
Image: A Sky Full Of Stars / Joshua Earle / Wikimedia Commons (orig. Unsplash) / Universal (CC0 1.0) Public Domain Dedication. A silhouetted figure stands on a slight rise between two silhouetted hills, looking out at a sky full of stars with light in the distance near the horizon.
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The soul that rises from within us, our lifeβs star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar.
~ William Wordsworth, from βOde on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhoodβ.
#GKCHESTERTON ON REMEMBERING THAT WE FORGET
"Every man has forgotten who he is. One may understand the cosmos, but never the ego; the self is more distant than any star.
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Has anybody found a way yet to turn off this new "suggested for you" feature?
