Refugees
Suffering
Sacrifice
Letting go
Human dignity
Freedom
Brave New World
Memories of WWII
Survival
Beginnings
Life is discovered in a desperate situation
World wakes up from slumber
Heartbreaking nightmare
Humans help humans
Courage
Gratitude
Safety
clowns decorate random acts of kindness
with the gravity of tenderness
look and leave people dance
as death
chases them through life
go go go
Mont Blanc rollerball stands tall purple thin strong
Tell me about the frugal gambling foreigners investing in Kampot
the sleepy little town with corroding French architecture
How Italian, French and German expats describe their passion
for becoming along rivers of life with restaurants, bars, movie theatre of the fantastic,
OM Hindu therapeutic Moringa powdered elixirs, guesthouses with miniature golf hole in one, pepper plantations, organic yoga retreats, sunset river boat cruises
opportunities for physically challenged humans signing
“Hello” as blind masseurs knead muscles trekked out
after paying Chinese casino gambling debts hiking through deep unconscious jungles
hearing silent footsteps of serene orange robed boy monks
meditating on compassion chant sutras in gratitude
Pure mind: illusion
Create
Imagination
Experiment
Dream
Play
Smiling makes you happy
Be happy for no reason
Your compassion is greater than your fear
Grow Your Soul
The girl and her blind father. Music on the street. We met in 2017 and 2020.
Now he plays laments on a broken street hoping foreign eaters will put money in her orange plastic pail.
She positioned him touching the rear of a parked motorcycle for security and trust where he'd be safe.
We made eye contact, she smiled, radiant, older now, taller in a simple blouse, shorts, flip flops, smiling, Thank you.
She moved from table to table. He played a haunting refrain on his simple long neck three-string instrument.
She returned and took the strap from his waist as he played. She led him past hair salons, a closed bookstore, a high end seafood and pepper restaurant, a bar filled with drunk European males.
Music faded in the night.
Canvassing the old market.
Keep your own counsel
Poetry is what happens when nothing else can
It’s what you find in the corner
Circus people live on the edge
Sunset swift lets fill orange sky with magic
Breathe in nose
Mental hypothalamus
Unconscious
70,000 years of pointillism
Walking makes the road
Khmer wedding music clanging symbols
Yellow silk accompanies jackhammers
In a brave new world
Pure mind Buddhism - world as illusion
Clowns decorate random acts of kindness
With the gravity of tenderness
Look and leave people dance
As death
Chases them through life
Go go go
Smiling makes you happy
Be happy for no reason
Your compassion is greater than your fear
Rain glorious soft smooth clear rain
Cloud tears echo silence
Calm way
Spring speaks laughter
Cool sky jazz
Water imagination seeds with bliss & gratitude
Diamonds reflect a universe on bamboo leaf
In a Brave New World you shift from truth and beauty to comfort and happiness.
I ate civilization.
The tender gravity of kindness says howdy hi howdy ho.
Buddhist Khmer are soft and gentle. They live in the now. Present.
Their challenge is to focus on more than one thing at a time. This unpleasant fact is illuminated by their dopamine addiction to phones. FOMO - fear of missing out.
Text me baby, I feel alone and alienated in a mean old world.
Gadgets make great babysitters.
For the majority it’s about entertainment distractions vs knowledge.
Relationships here are like adopting a child.
All the adults need childlike supervision.
After serving and clearing breakfast dishes three happy female housekeeping staff go to the garden.
#1 you sweep leaves into a pile.
#2 you brush them into the plastic container.
#3 you dump them into the black plastic bag. Repeat through the garden. Same when cleaning rooms. Everyone has one clear task and one clear task only the lonely. Consistency is a challenge.
Earth is a precious garbage dump. Plastic Styrofoam food containers, bags, cups, straws litter soil and water.
The world is a village.
Mandalay
You can take the people out of the village but you can’t take the village out of the people. They have green Environment Awareness garbage trucks. It all ends up somewhere. Garbage in - garbage out.
Everyone speaks at once. Comprehension and intelligent conversations develop. In Laos it is loud and louder. Here the loudest one is the big winner.
Cognitive dissonance loves attention span, memory and reasoning.
Milling and crowding around is an art form like wild animals in a feeding frenzy. Indecision breeds a new generation of passive anxious consumers. This has nothing to do with tropical heat affecting DNA or innate Buddhist spirituality.
Let go or get dragged along...in Burma.
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