Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
The sun has set
Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
Sunshine until sunset
This is as good as it gets
Just put on your sun specs
And enjoy the scenery set
Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
Snowflakes have landed
Summery winds, leaving them stranded
Before they melt
They cry for help
But cruel nature
Knows no hatred
Soon, turning into water
Oh, the snowflakes’ slaughter!
Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
Snow, snow, snow
Let it blow, let it blow…
… Even in May!
Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
Snow, snow, snow
Let it blow, let it blow
Where ever it may flow
It’s coming down
Really, really slow
Posted in Mundane Monday
“There is no mundane dimension really,
if you have the eyes to see it, it is all transcendental.”
― Terence McKenna
Mundane Mondays
A lamp post and pine needle
Opposites, but both regal
Standing tall
Neither, will fall
Posted in Mundane Monday
Our daily lives are so mundane,
we get taken over by what is immediately
in front of us and we don’t see beyond that”
Benedict Cumberbatch
Phone Home?
A dialler device
From a different era
Had to suffice
Let me tell ya
An analog connection
No visual perception
No texting
Sure no sexting
Just a calling machine
The only mean
For ancient times
But oh how time flies
Now we all have
A mobile device
Que Sera, Sera