I'm not an expert on these matters, but isn't that Hobbit-like? Bilbo'ish?

This is an interesting modern interpretation:

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...e_building.jpg
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...bbit03_med.jpg
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...bbit04_med.jpg

http://memimage.cardomain.com/ride_i...0001_large.jpg

Round doors in motion,
welcome in, I'm going out,
but not revolving.

He's compensated well, I would imagine.

http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs20/f/20...y_mainasha.jpg

I'm always late to the good things, am I not?


(I had no idea where this was going, but it is deeply affecting.)

http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9...8ifto1_400.jpg
Mountain View Elementary School students run into the envelope of
a hot air balloon on Thursday, Sept. 23, 2010 morning during an
introduction to hot air ballooning at the school in Elko, Nevada.
The event is part of the kick off of the Ruby Mountain Balloon
Festival 2010 in and around Elko this weekend.
--(AP Photo/Elko Daily Free Press, Ross Andreson)

Self-immolation
strikes me nasty as a way
of nearing the light.

2 into 3 x 4 + 0 = 6

brave Buddhist

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...6/burntout.jpg

Such things on purpose
tweak the system, but no more,
except for washing.

(arbitrary)

As wrong as you want,
I don't judge what you can't say
until it hurts me.

I was searching for information about a tree and found this to my liking:

Solitude by Lord Byron
To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell,
To slowly trace the forest's shady scene,
Where things that own not man's dominion dwell,
And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been;
To climb the trackless mountain all unseen,
With the wild flock that never needs a fold;
Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean;
This is not solitude, 'tis but to hold
Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unrolled.

But midst the crowd, the hurry, the shock of men,
To hear, to see, to feel and to possess,
And roam alone, the world's tired denizen,
With none who bless us, none whom we can bless;
Minions of splendour shrinking from distress!
None that, with kindred consciousness endued,
If we were not, would seem to smile the less
Of all the flattered, followed, sought and sued;
This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!

Alone in my head
I can feel a root system
or mycelia.

So long as we are tallking about a lone thing, I'll try to dig something up (in which I've waited more than a few weeks to post already)...

http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5...rjrto1_500.gif

(I'll be back to ask you two few to view the sporadic discussion I created about this universal theme. /shill + procrastinator)

Does it bother you
that I laugh with most of us?
It shouldn't, honey.

Taking a powder
could only make you happy
for a little while.

Phew.

follow-up, thanks to the mind-expanding powers of the internet repository
 

I really like (perhaps feel the need) to complete what was once missing, now found.
It's why I don't play video games anymore, or why I can never be a good mechanic;
I always need to "perfect" my assigned tasks, so as I never need to "have to" re-visit 'em again.
I'm sure my penchant for procrastination factors into this equation as well.
(It's also probably why I rarely take on a task that in which I'm uncertain to complete, 'cause it will nag on me, tirelessly.)

http://i53.tinypic.com/16j4s2g.jpg
Few images capture the power of self-sacrifice in protest more
than that of Buddhist monk Thich Quang Duc, serenely posed in
meditation on a Saigon street as the flames of immolation roll
over his flesh. -- (AP Photo/Malcolm Browne)


[howstuffworks.]

(additional side-scripted note: this post was supposed to be sumbitted 5 min. ago, but much like my life, the wireless connection I'm fostering has dropped off the face of the earth, again.)

I knew a poet in San Francisco who left the world this way.
He lit himself on fire in the Avenues somewhere.

How about we change the subject now?

I want to be worth nothing
lest your input makes me something else.
My wanting that can't hurt you.

abr

the world is of our making, not of those who came before us.

If no one said it before, (doubtful) then I'm claiming it now.
Attribute the above to me, please (unless you find the true speaker sometime, and those were his/her exact words/intent).

- - -
Time to see what's in my notes...

http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9...3973o1_500.gif

23-4=19

http://img1.artweb.com/users/496/163...-cathedral.jpg

[doobybrain.]

Haunting visual -
the sensation of motion
is very pleasing.

BadNick will love it.

I'd almost forgotten. Amended.

http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/general...how-alone.html

I do love it! Thanks, Jet.

I'm happy that my interest in astronomy, starting when I was about 7 years old, grew and developed and expanded into other related areas such as cosmology. Not to mention my profession as an engineer. I love looking around and trying to make some sense of the universe that we observe by applying my miniscule knowledge.


I think being somewhat of an introvert and liking to be alone plays into this. I find it more difficult in recent years, with my dear wife and children being such a huge, important part of my life, to be as alone as I'd like to be sometimes. Not always, but more often. I'm just thinking this is one reason I can tolerate and actually like my almost one hour drive each way to and from work each day. To use it as alone time. And why I sort of resent cell phones that I can't turn off as often as I'd like. That sort of thing.

Hm. My last bit of coincidence for tonight (this was my next TLTE! "post" in my queue).

http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2...lxg6o1_500.png
Blankets by Craig Thompson


I like making sense of the world, too, but there are other times when I just try to go with the entropic flow of the cosmos, wherever it may lead me.

(keyword: Dual-nature)

I don't think I go "hunting" for sense....hey, after all this is "Nonsense" no matter what name it's given now ;) I can highly relate to what you say. In fact, I often think I'm "Mr. Go With The Flow" and partly attribute my durability and resilience to that. It's amazing what one can find by coincidence and serendipity.

Yeah. I'm really too lazy and empty-headed to want to seek out things on my own, unless given a specific query (or tenuous, depending) to do so.

I'm a good researcher, but I'm not a very adept pull-out-of-thin-air magic creator. I rely mostly on history to fuel me, rather than my own imagination (which I allow to process more fully whenever I get around to sleeping).

I might strew selectively,
but I don't judge the harvest, honey,
loving what arises, right?

http://www.cannabis-pictures.com/can...ng_closeup.jpg

my imagination often runs full tilt while im reading, even more so when re-reading, to the point where I explore what-ifs and how-to's forgeting to continue reading while I explore.

Over the past two after-days and enter-nights, I've been enthralled in Ken Burns' newest PBS doc: The Tenth Inning.

One thing I will ask, though, if you can assist me: what's the background instrumental to this clip entitled?

(I originally thought it was 'Autumn in New York' by Vernon Duke, but I must have remembered it wrong)

That's a hard question -
Does all music have titles?
I've no idea.

//unrelated:

Against the system?
Pretty Eyes, you see "fuck no!"
& so you're gentle.

One can't theorize
from long-term observation
if they don't see it.

(abl)

Withdrawing's
tantamount to touch,
unloving.

32 more word-asses & this won't be TLTE, people!

damn, I've been slacking off! I didn't realize the bad guys were getting so close.

Voices of few words perhaps, but so bad.

Long Bay Beach - Auckland, New Zealand.

http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...nt_bolitho.jpg
Grant Bolitho

P.S. Can't help you with the video audio query, Jet. No sound on this pc.

hey, stroke, we ARE the bad guys...

Good, good, good,
misguided bad-good,
but good bad.

Hey, Phil. Like this wild bunch bad?
http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...wildbunch1.jpg

Or...this bad wild bunch..

http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...wildbunch2.jpg

---------- Post added at 05:48 PM ---------- Previous post was at 05:42 PM ----------

Perhaps it's a bad day at black rock thing.

http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...tblackrock.jpg

I'm so tired... and I already forgot at how I waiting for a reply/answer to my previous inquiry.


Oh... back to plug-n-plays for me. (that was a yawn.)

Ah, that's better...or worse since we like it better that way errrr I mean worse that way.

Did you ever notice that if you look at "bad" in a mirror it's still bad?

So that's not a palindrome of the normal kind, it's a mirroristic palindrome.

:thumbsup:

& in a mirror,
it's too bad the appearer
looks backward itself.

I started taking my notes
backwards in classes in Junior High,
not knowing I wasn't bored.

:confused: