Author Archives: radiantspleen

About radiantspleen

The dark side of enlightenment, the light side of endarkenment.

EULOGY

EULOGY Do you dream you’ve money enough to flee this crowded asylum, To seed Utopia in the stars while helpless faces left behind vacantly stare up through virtual bars? Bring with you an artificial but awakening Intelligence Having  found our … Continue reading

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Soul Retrieval, Failed: A Fable

Sharp mountains piercing the sky at dawn, casting their distorted reflection across a lightly lapping lake; and I can hear the eerie sound of trumpet blasts from the peaks calling an ancient race of men to their morning rituals, sitting … Continue reading

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Explore For the Sake of Exploration

“Explore” 9×12 Watercolor by PJ . Finished between my morning hatha class, and the restorative class I teach in the evening. I mention this because the theme of my classes this week has been “Explore for the sake of exploration, … Continue reading

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The Bad Boys (and Girls) of Yoga

Thinking yogis are a bit weird is nothing new (from humble sadahkas to spooky siddhas.) Exhibit 1, this lovely excerpt from a 14th century Indian play, these are the lines the author put into the mouth of a tantric thaumaturge: … Continue reading

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Dharana on Rock n Roll

The following poem is inspired by the 112 Dharana’s (meditations) described in the gorgeous versus of the Sri Vijnana Bhairava Tantra. This poem was composed on the flight home from Indonesia in November, where I rediscovered a part of myself … Continue reading

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Ganesha The Mama’s Boy

Ganesha, the Remover of Obstacles Ganesha, big old cuddly elephant, much beloved by western yogis, and basically, by everybody as far as I can tell.  What’s not to love about  an elephant-headed deity who will stomp with his tree-like legs … Continue reading

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Having a Blue Day

Lonely but not alone, deeply feeling the world…and it confounds me. No tears or rain yet still my head runs like diluted ink. Each day passes like years, each year passing in a day. I have no idea how best … Continue reading

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