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I dreamed of blue dragons drifting among the office towers, a courtesan's pearls rolling away into the shadows on an onyx floor, ice moons singing off Aldebaran, a room where books have petrified into silence, a cemetery rain upon the smoking hills of Earth.
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Global timber giant Samling is logging Indigenous land in Borneo without consent. When four forest defenders exposed Samling they were slapped with a lawsuit. Tell Samling to drop the lawsuit against Borneo's forest defenders! 🕊 #StopTheSLAPP share.eko.org/802619021t?ref…
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a bird does not sing
because it has an answer
it sings because it has a song
Zen proverb
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all morning I’ve been watching clouds
drift across the ceiling
I am walking through an open door
into an ocean of light
if someone comes and tells me I must move
I’d be obliged to answer: hush! listen!
can’t you hear the silence
singing hymns of praise?
all the tiny birds
are spherical in the cold
i'll put out more seeds
#haiku
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I believe as a writer and as a man, it is often better to dance with mystery rather than to dissect it. – #CLNolan
A third of #Pakistan is now under water and 33 million people are homeless. Aid from rich countries isn't enough -- join the global call to unlock climate funding and save lives now: 🕊 fb.avaaz.org/campaign/en/pak…
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The crow is the cleverest of birds so of course, it is the favoured friend of the cunning folk. They trust it not only as omen, but as a gatherer of gossip and the gifter of 'crow sight' which allows them to see the land and all activity on it from above. – #CLNolan
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Save me from the middle-class preservationists of folklore. The ink stasis crowd who take book as truth and refuse the talking and telling of lore as a living thing. Folklore is not a butterfly to pinned. It has wings far too fierce for that fate. - Dr. Jane Hunt, Woden College
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staring stupidly at moonlit roses
poets grope desperately at the space between
hoping to catch the hem of a skirt made of memories
still grieving over long broken hearts and typewriters
muttering the ancient codes of loneliness
lost wanderers who have forgotten their names
the quiet grey birds
breathing like stars in the dawn
their bones are hollow
#haiku
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An article about us in NW Dharma Association News northwestdharma.org/canadian…













