THOUGHTs CHOICEs

THOUGHTs  CHOICEs thoughts choices thoughtsthoughts thoughts thoughtschoiceschoicesChoiiiii   cesssssss ………… thoughts choices thoughta thought a choicechoicesthoughts and choice they arewhat set us apartin theanimal kingdom thoughtchoicethoughtchoice and yEtthey areour owndestruction a thought and a choice stewardordestroyer choices thoughts enjoying the journeyorself destructing thoughtschoices reverent  service  kindnessself-love thoughtschoices hate  loathing  voidselfish thoughtschoices the journey Drew Frederic

My Simple Life & Friends

I am fortunate to have space in the woods where I can embrace all of nature and her glory. This particular visit my chickadee friends were quite excited to see me. There has been a cold spell and they were very frisky and overly friendly. Man I love my simple life! Cheers and enjoy theContinue reading “My Simple Life & Friends”

Pierre

After a tense election, I headed north to the border to be at my cabin, my Zen space. I am spending a number of days here. My true and trusted friend, Pierre, is always here to welcome me. (Notice how he flirts with me 😊) Cheers, Drew Frederic

Sanctuary in Chaos

Sanctuary in Chaos i don’t even knowmy opening mind full of tambourine noiseit keeps following themagic of the foldnot knowing of wanderingeffortless actionjingling jingles jinglingtangling up in thepurity of thedangerous daunting deceivingbeauty of the rolling wheel 44 running to the brushesrunning to the paintsurviving within my own 44 scarcely a trace leftit will be alrightiContinue reading “Sanctuary in Chaos”

Cabin Life – Day 1 – 05/30/2019

I am on a new journey!! I’ve gone off the grid and living in my cabin in north western Maine near the Canadian border. No electricity and no phone. Lugging water from the river and boiling it to wash up, cook with, and wash dishes. I do have a propane tank to cook, for lights,Continue reading “Cabin Life – Day 1 – 05/30/2019”

Frozen Man

Frozen Man A game playedSenses tell me.A joke. On me.No fool. Am I.I was, Serious.You wanted to be.But….The door to the candy storeIs always openFor you.I exited quickly.Tappity TapTappity Tap Tap TapBut…. You willFind anotherTo step uponAndThey will stay.Feed your, Whims.ForThey are, EverywhereFor you.Time has, Frozen the manIn your, Head.He repeats, His constant needFor immediateContinue reading “Frozen Man”

Lumberjack Pot Pie

Both my great grandmother Edith and grandmother Olive were cooks at a lumber camp in Dead River Plantation and Big Island, Maine in the late 1800’s.  Back when the rugged lumber jacks felled trees with axe and various hand saws and used oxen/work horses to haul the timber. After I came up with recipe, IContinue reading “Lumberjack Pot Pie”

Know? I Do Not?

Know? I Do Not? DizzyEventsDeathWhat is reality my?Here before? Perplex ionSurely this experience?Sitting in a dreamAm I?Days filled by nightUnexacting words Know? I Do Not? ThenGaze upon the shadows IStanding for hoursKnotted up by their shapesDragged over coals by the?Endless linesThey do shift in my mindVoid of feeling Know? I Do Not? Horizon entices myContinue reading “Know? I Do Not?”

A Path

A Path I walk my usual pathI know this pathThe path knows me I am comfortable I find new things I am comfortable I walk the pathWith ease I am comfortable A breeze comes inTurns my headWinter is cold and bitingI look up and outHmmmmmm Take a few stepsI look up and out More stepsContinue reading “A Path”

The Warmth of Love

The Warmth of Love

Two Wolves — A Cherokee Parable

Two Wolves — A Cherokee Parable “An old Cherokee Chief was teaching his grandson about life…‘A fight is going on inside me,’ he said to the boy.‘It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.One is evil — he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride,Continue reading “Two Wolves — A Cherokee Parable”

he sits

he sits lines intersect and bounce off his bladewhite piercing lights cascading into a poolflames exploding, sealing his armorhe is frozen, he cannot feelhe sitshe looks through tiny holes into the seahis eyes become a prisoner of thoughtcannot see his pasthis future, yet to exist, knockshe is nowunable to utter a soundhe sitsthe remains ofContinue reading “he sits”

take a sEat

cool emotionless air caresses thy face eyes soothed by the dancing light soft sounds calming thy soul the kiss of joy enlightens one heart the slow pace of nature eases thy mind take a sEat Drew Frederic

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