Dia de los muertos

Dia de los muertos

A human being is part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space.

We experience ourselves, our thoughts and feelings as something separate from the rest.

A kind of optical delusion of consciousness.

This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us.

Our task must be to free ourselves from the prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty…

The true value of a human being is determined primarily by the measure and the sense in which they have obtained liberation from the self. …

We shall require a substantially new manner of thinking if humanity is to survive.

Albert Einstein

Looking for Truth with a Pin / Ivor Cutler

This is not a love story, but love is in it. That is, love is just outside it, looking for a way to break in.

We're here, there, not here, not there, swirling like specks of dust, claiming for ourselves the rights of the universe. Being important, being nothing, being caught in lives of our own making that we never wanted. Breaking out, trying again, wondering why the past comes with us, wondering how to talk about the past at all.

There's a booth in Grand Central Station where you can go and record your life. You talk. It tapes. It's the modern-day confessional -- no priest, just your voice in the silence. What you were, digitally saved for the future.

Forty minutes is yours.

Jeannette Witherspoon / Lighthousekeeping

Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

--Lewis Carroll

StolenChild

I remember thinking about it.

Fate has opened

a single port: Memory.

--bumpersticker from Walker Art Museum, 2001

--quote "The Wanderer" Poems from the Old English

End is the beginning...

I am

open to the

guidance of synchronicity,
and do not let expectations hinder

my path.

Dalai Lama

Halloween decorating in town

In town I found this interesting seasonal display.
Thought I better post it fast as everywhere I turn I see nothing but Christmas merchandising!

if you look carefully in the right center of the picture you can see the cage (which is easier to see in the first pic) that the inmates use to get fresh air or have a smoke.

This is a mannequin that resides on the 2nd floor of the science building.
To be hi-larious sometimes "someone" positions her in front of the doorway. You can see the figure in the 2nd floor window from the other end of campus (if the lights are on) and I assure you it is spooky and disconcerting.
The good news is that we've apparently conquered the bat infiltration that only added to the creepiness...

So... if you are standing about where this picture has been taken from, you'd see this spookular silhouetted figure standing in the second story window over the portico. First time I got caught out with it the hair on the back of neck stood up.
Then I had to walk down there and open the building (of course the rest of the building was in complete darkness) and turn off the 2nd floor light and put her back where she belonged. Pretty funny.
This town seriously embraces Halloween. I've blogged about Raven's Grin in the past, but it bears repeating. Lots of fun.
Ravens Grin Inn