New Blog

I’ve gone back to Blogger. It’s just easier and you have more options without going “Premium.”

I’ll be sort of picking up there where I leave off here, but also may do some different posting between the two.

The new one at Blogger is RESONANT ENIGMA TOO.


Therapy…? Bridge…?


Therapy Bridge, Pigma Micron in 5×3.5″  sketchbook   

I noticed after my post here the other day I started picking up a few followers, and I appreciate that. It’s why I’m here again today.

I do however, wish you would follow me over here, at my Blogspot Resonant Enigma Too. I post a lot more over there because, if you noticed the sticky post, it’s so much easier to get out of that one what I really want.

For example: limited options on image size; I don’t want the drawing posted here to be that size ’cause it’s too small; the next size I know how to make it is too large. I don’t want to change dimensions because then the viewer can’t enlarge it. Or can they? I don’t know. I edited and re-edited the last one so much that at one point it would no longer enlarge at all, and I had to start over. Blogger has more options for post image size that do not affect enlargement.

Can y’all help? Or come see me over there… where you can read a little more about the sketch pictured here, and why it’s called that…

how y’all doin’?

“…departed.” Pigma Micron in 3.5×5″ sketchbook. I do like the look of this blog so, even though this drawing was already posted on my Blogger site, I wanted to see it over here, and cast the net of exposure a little further.

I wonder how many others have blogs elsewhere as well. Probably everybody…

Anyway, this is a recent sketch of what’s left of a nearby mall that was torn down; the building sketched is all that’s left, and it too is now abandoned. “Departed” rolled through mind while I worked on it, so I called it that.


a concept does not lead to reality
blindly, believingly
i felt one
where there were many, or none

i drag a buck knife across my heart
and yell a holler to the midnight sky, but
there is no one to hear my cry
the universe is empty
and cold




“Accomplish the sign of truth, which is to be always without recollection. What does this mean? The nature of thought is primordially a non-resting essence. It is not to be obtained, nor can it be fixated by mental clarification or meditative absorption.

It cannot be fixed as “it is thought” or “it is not thought” or good or bad, or thought as colour and shape. Nor can it be fixed as having limits or not having limits, as having size or not having size, as having a place or not having a place. Do not fixate on any of the characteristics of mental activity. If by doing this you do not rest upon thought, then that primordial non-abiding in the
essence of thoughts’s sameness is reflexive awareness.
Awareness means coming to rest in non-resting. For example, a bird flying through the open sky goes without resting. If it did rest in the open sky, it would fall. In the same way, it is not possible for there to be no awareness. Without awareness you would fall into the extreme of emptiness.
Therefore non-resting is the primordially peaceful essence. Through the wisdom of the patriarchs you are able to be aware of the essence of this rare peace. If you apprehend this directly, there is no mental activity in that apprehension. If you see it directly, there is no mental activity in that seeing. This is the total perfect dharmakaya*, equivalent to the dharmadhatu**, the same as the sky. Since it is by nature non-abiding, its qualities are limitless and spontaneously perfected.”

~ Chan Book of Master Shinho

*Dharmakāya constitutes the unmanifested, “inconceivable”…true Self of the Buddha, present within all beings.

**Dharmadhātu is the purified mind in its natural state, free of obscurations ~Wikipedia



Betimes I must be careful…

--Albert Camus

–Albert Camus

“What I am stating is not valid and true even for me.” — U.G.Krishnamurti