A CONTROVERSY over the pronunciation of DOUGHGEN has been of some concern amongst the OLD HIERARCHY of late...IN THE WEST where there has been a REVIVAL of ARTISAN BAKERIES following the TEACHINGS of DOUGHGEN, springing-up like daisies, scholars have taken the unprecedented step of changing the pronunciation of "DOUGHGEN"...THUS (have i heard) "DOUGHGEN" is now to be pronounced "DOFFGEN"...following the OLDE ENGLISH of words such as "COUGH" rarther than "ALTHOUGH"...IT'S enough to make one LAFF...i mean "LAUGH" !!! Gotta run, now...i've got bread in my oven to check...(Golden GOJI Hermitage 11/JUNE/2014) "

SITTING OUT ON BEACH FOR A COUPLE OF HOURS THIS MORNING

 

 

 

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"After a time, habituated to spending so many hours a day on my bike, I became less and less interested in my friends."

(HENRY MILLER,

MY BIKE & OTHER FRIENDS,

CAPRA PRESS, 1978)

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Golden GOJI Hermitage

10TH/JUNE/2014

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I'M GOIN' OUT IN A STORM

I'M GOIN' OUT

IN A STORM

WHEN THE TIME COMES

I'M GOIN' OUT

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I'M GOIN' OUT

IN A STORM

AT THE RIGHT TIME

I'M GOIN' OUT

LIKE A LIGHT

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I'M GOIN' OUT

WHATEVER THE TIME

FEARS OR NO FEARS

IN A STORM

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I'M GOIN' OUT

IN A STORM

GOIN' OUT WITH CARESSES

KISSES AND TEARS

IN A STORM

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I'M GOIN' OUT

INTO THE LIGHT

 WHITE NIGHT

OF THE STORM

WHEN I GO OUT

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I'M GOIN' OUT

I'M STORMIN' OUT

GONNA KICK-UP A STORM

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Golden GOJI Hermitage

7TH/JUNE/2014

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MY ART EDUCATION WAS SADLY LACKING

i remember terms
and terms
of lessons in HERALDRY

i remember only
one painting i did
of a PICKET FENCE
around a HOUSE
by a LAKE
sort-of
LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRIE-style

i remember FLOSSIE
of the UPPER SIXTH
posed NUDE
for the ART MASTER
after school
neither was expelled

i think my ART education
was sadly lacking
but THANK-GOODNESS
for BALIERE'S ATLAS of ANATOMY
from which
us children learned
much at home

AND thanks
to the DICTIONARY of SLANG
in the reference library
in town
we learned to
love BOOKS full of WORDS...

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Golden GOJI Hermitage

6TH/JUNE/2014

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It is well known that DOUGHGEN'S TEACHINGS were formed when he found the true teaching in CHINA. He was always keen in later life to refer to the original words and thinking of THE BUDDHA. It is therefore critical for us in cotemporary times to find the words of a teacher of the stature of SHUNRYU SUZUKI who had this to say in his groundbreaking book, ZEN MIND, BEGINNERS MIIND the following passage = " Bread is made from flour. How flour becomes bread when put in the oven was for BUDDHA, the most important thing........In order to find-out how DOUGH became perfect bread, he made it over and over again, until he became quite successful. THAT WAS HIS PRACTICE."............(Golden GOJI Hermitage - 3RD/JUNE/2014)

IN MY THOUGHTS OF LATE : SOME THOUGHTS ON MY FATHER (1)

He would not have seen

from here

the view west

as the end-of-May sun

edges into the frame

and warms & lights-up

his old room

where i sit

this afternoon

listening to the sounds

of a Chinese bamboo flute

he would have had an empty sky...

 

He would not have seen

these tops of trees

his plum   his bay

or the neighbour's sweet chestnuts

for they now clear the sill

altogether changed

since his passing

he would have had an empty sky...

 

He would not have seen

too much of the sky

bed covers pulled over his head

dying

 cocooned from the world

&

 i recall one of "his" famous lines...

"The old order changeth

making way for new"

[MORTE D'ARTHUR]

if my memory serves me well!

 

Here

in his old room

 i will follow

more like 

some "crazy cloud"

or one of those speeding

 wheeling doves

in an ever-changing sky...

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Golden GOJI Hermitage

27th/MAY/2014

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......birds were singing and there was nothing else......when birds drew breath there was monkey-mind until the next chorus that wanted to go-on forever......the chorus of bird (?) sounds was all that mattered and at times it went-on forever and a lawn-mower and motor-engine were just baritone counterpoint......no disonance whether quiet or loud disturbed the peace until a breeze must've moved thru the window......just sitting aware of feet feeling pleasantly chilled......(Golden GOJI Hermitage : evening : 21st/May/2014)