 Friends         | Married for 26 years...Retired from 2 careers ...offset lithography ( commonly called "printing"and conservation framing. Like to write and have had several shows with my art over the years. I have a great kid who I have home schooled for the last 3 years. Have also been a practicing Buddhist in the Sanbo-Kyodan sect of Roshi Harada and Roshi Yasutani and studying/practicing with Roshi Habito of Dallas ( one of the Dharma Heirs of Roshi Philip Kapleau) for the last 40 years now...I also hold a degree in Buddhist Philosophies with Modern Exegesis being the main focus, and have recently begun a home study course on the pali language much early Buddhist Sutras and Sastras were recorded in. I just would love to be able to read the sutras in the oldest known languages used, and do look forward to the day when I'll get to that place. View all 4 posts  Al Assardh: hmm, would you care to explain your affinity to hamsters? 9 years ago • Report 0  Tulkoo: It is actually a guinea pig...commonly called a cavy. It is a rodent from South America and is a wonderful pet...they are extremely affectionate...love to be held and petted...beautiful little animals, they make a wide range of wheeks and squeaks, and have distinct personalities...This one sadly died a year ago at the ripe old age of 7 years old. His name was Bubsy.  abandoned soul: the 2015 christmas poem is done, i hope you like it CHRISTMAS 2015 Give your mummy and daddy a big christmas hug look up if there if thats where there at there thinkin of you and KNOW that your a loved soul never be too old spend the best of your soul pick a fight where ones needed be the last soul standing A loved, true, happy, good, soul. by michael empathy CHRISTMAS 2014 MAY your love remain Precious , boundless , true YOUR soul , a thing of beauty , shrinking infinity YOUR joy , a thing found in a small flower amongst weeds YOUR friendships , a thing of love , infectious laughter , endless joy YOUR smile , a thing of freely given beauty YOUR heart , a thing of bravery , never saying no to the good fight YOUR understanding's , a thing of truths , empathy , contentment YOUR loved ones , a group getting your very best , giving theirs YOUR life , a thing of amazing wins , small and great YOUR mind , a thing of constant wonder , endless discovery YOUR love of people expand to generosity for the poorest LASTLY may you KNOW your a loved soul by Michael empathy. CHRISTMAS 2013 may your soul be a slayer of evil your empathy stronger than your fear your fear without hatred your love pure … and true by michael empathy. I want to marry a vegitarian  Tulkoo: Trinity...Sort Of Moving far too fast, I have lost this thing called by some "self" in a swirl of misguided intent and blurred inner vision - intent on where this step goes - where that step leads ... and conveniently forgetting this self that lingers on in the realm of things that have passed ... keeping this life still is like nothing easy to do ... tired at grasping at ghosts and splinters of broken memory that glisten and sparkle like the hard hearted shine of hatred hidden in a smile. Crouched down close to the ground like a tracker ... looking for traces of self ... not the least bit surprised at failure! Oh what have I lost! Temporary ... impermanent ... transitory ... Now that's a Trinity some might choose to cling to ! No need for stealth any longer ... what's missing but a rather odd collection of not-things and I'm afraid it knows where I live. abandoned soul: ............. ........... … … twelve days & twelve Christmas wishes … … …………………………………………………………………………………........................... MAY your love remain Precious , boundless , true YOUR soul , a thing of beauty , shrinking infinity YOUR joy , a thing found in a small flower amongst weeds YOUR friendships , a thing of love , infectious laughter , endless joy YOUR smile , a thing of freely given beauty YOUR heart , a thing of bravery , never saying no to the good fight YOUR understanding's , a thing of truths , empathy , contentment YOUR loved ones , a group getting your very best , giving theirs YOUR life , a thing of amazing wins , small and great YOUR mind , a thing of constant wonder , endless discovery YOUR love of people expand to generosity for the poorest LASTLY may you KNOW your a loved soul by Mick E.  merry christmas………………………………………………………………………………............ Tulkoo added new images to his gallery Drops Of Dharma II     12 New Pictures added to Drops Of Dharma II Tulkoo: I stood back in the silence - slowly becoming shadowdark and silent like night itself taken form ... watching this life of mine slowed like frozen light ... slowed by fearings to a teeth grinding hollow hearted stop ... sounds like broken glass dreams underfoot , a smell setting teeth on edge like ice cold brass gunshells and sharp edged flint ... so much like thickened blood so much like sorrow carven straight from the clouds of Mind. Empty winds of coldness and shattered faith creeping like some frigid , smokelike wraith , into the very heart of my being - and the only warmth is the smile my son carries like a sword forged of sunlight and laughter. His laughter a hunter with the gaze of dragons and humans that chase away the grinning darkthings that sit hunched at the very edge of sanity... and I know that I am alive both for him and because of him... Tulkoo: I lay alone in the dark and heard the far off broken rumble of half-choked, manmade thunder, the distance paled gray and mottled ... and a tear rolled down the side of my face as I realized that with each pulse of ragged, huffing lionsbreath of desert wind someones son was dying on the wrong day in a far away distant place ... for nothing he understood. In my mind I pulled you even closer to me than my own breath ... so close that your heartbeat vanished and soon became mine. So close that the darkthings behind my eyes whispered my name...begging to come home I struggled not to let you go yet again, not to let you slip away like a smoke wraith weaving your way through the deep, blackened water feel of everything I have ever feared ... I lay alone in the dark ...tasting grit again, pretending that I am not afraid of the dark thing that rips away at my dreaming of better ... and I can feel the sick and tired come creeping back to make me feel as if I'm swimming through stone ... swimming for a shore that keeps moving away. and then ... your touch, and with it ... the comfort of having something real to finally have ... Tulkoo: Can't you see the way we've shattered and ripped this Perfect Reality we're in the middle of? An infinite expanse of time ... broken into pieces of yesterday-tomorrow- and completely forgotten the solidity of Now; squandering the path on wisps of smoke that vanish before you ... Nothing to do now but divide the universe into me ... and not-me, and become parent to poisons that strike down the skill of Dreaming. Just another slave born to the religion of Free Will, and no one is any the wiser. Looking skyward - cold from the long lost heat of anger and frustration ... and laughter springs up from Mind, then spilling over and into the world ... as I cut my fingers to the bone putting back together the razored shards of this Perfect Reality! View all 4 posts Tulkoo: a slave to the religion of Free Will....the chains cannot be shattered...only worn away by reason. (Post deleted by PeterThePumpkingEatr ) |
