An actor walks upon the floodlit stage of life
wearing a mask of an angel beneath a demon's gown.
Pretence smiles upon the crowded hall of life
holding out hope as bright as it is false.
Son of a woman in whose veins flows the blood
of ancient Ireland and dark Africa's plains.
You are Obama, nick-named the standing king
You are Barack, oh, son born to [read more]
She was the shining ingot of Grace. Beauty walked with her upon whispering feet like the sublime spectacle of water plunging down a mountainside. There was a presence within her quiet beckoning stare that was as compelling as the voice of thunder. Follow me, she sang from every treetop. Even without the yellow robe I would have been certain that [read more]
The Thousand Petalled Lotus
The singular eye sees not itself. The hand which grasps does not feel.
Philosophers dream circles, as hammers pound the wheel.
In the spaces between the knowing and the known,
Truth connects forever the doer to his deeds.
And action is the expression of all power—
Fickle as the butterfly standing in a field of weeds.
And all which sees is seen incomplete,
Except [read more]
These are just some of the song lyrics from our debut CD Tense Moments. More lyrics are included in the CD insert... A melodic commentary on the slow apocalypse...
Chameleon’s Teardrop (Makes a Rainbow)
Chameleon lies awake
What about the music?
He sees the shadows now
The cage is his song
What about the poetry of union?
What of the collaborative mind?
Chameleon lies in wait
What about the [read more]
by the Anarchist
My name is Society. I am confused. Some people say that I am stupid or that I have a learning disability. I can learn though. I am just slow. There are many things that I can do. I am always busy.
I have a friend. At least he says that he is my friend. He is the one [read more]
In times of economic distress we all look for opportunities to supplement our income streams with whatever presents itself. I am no exception, and I'm very glad that the place where I choose to live is so rife with possibilities. It is my close proximity to natural mountain forests which offers these lessons in abundance.
I wander about on back-country roads [read more]
These are a collection of brief excerpts from the books by Niels Kunze.
Book One of the Muse Trilogy is called The Thousand-Petalled Lotus: The Flower of Human Consciousness. Book Two is called Butterfly Dreams: The Nectar of Transformation. Both books along with a CD by Niels' band Missing Peace are available in the online shop.
We begin with a short poem, [read more]
Why do you eat?
To subdue the grumbler in the tummy? To give those junkie taste buds a fix? To fulfill some unresolved emotional void? To alleviate boredom? Because everyone else is doing it and you don't want to appear queer?
Or is it perhaps because you actually understand that your body requires certain nutrients daily [read more]
This is where I put forward ideas about health and health related issues. I am not a trained medical professional; therefore, I am not totally brainwashed about the "benefits" of drug therapies and surgery in the alleviation of health concerns. The human body is fully capable of healing itself when it is provided with all of the basic building blocks [read more]
I have never given a dime to the Cancer Society, and I never will.
My stance on this matter was formulated a few years ago when a collector for the Canadian Cancer Society came to my door. She asked whether I would like to make a donation. I considered for a moment and then responded "No, thank you." I thought that [read more]
