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My stepdaughter, (like an apple falling from a tree) has decided to make a blog. We spent all morning putting it together. Her Blog is called, Cool123art, and she posted a picture she drew (that I think is awesome. An artist in the making.



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have a zen-filled day


A very wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.

When the Viet Nam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier.
The father was notified and he grieved deeply for his only son.
About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.

He said, “Sir, you don’t know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art.”
The young man held out his package. “I know this isn’t much. I’m not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.”

The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears.

He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture.
” Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It’s a gift.”

The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son, before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.

The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection. On the platform sat the painting of the son.

 The auctioneer pounded his gavel. “We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?” There was silence.

Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, “We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.”

But the auctioneer persisted. “Will someone bid for this painting? Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?”

Another voice shouted angrily. “We didn’t come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Goghs, the Rembrandts. Get on with the real bids!”

But still the auctioneer continued. “The son! The son! Who’ll take the son?”

Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. “I’ll give $10 for the painting.” Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.

“We have $10, who will bid $20?”

“Give it to him for $10. Let’s see the masters.”

“$10 is the bid, won’t someone bid $20?” The crowd was becoming angry. They didn’t want the picture of the son. They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections. The auctioneer pounded the gavel. “Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!”

A man sitting on the second row shouted, “Now let’s get on with the collection!”

The auctioneer laid down his gavel. “I’m sorry, the auction is over.”

“What about the paintings?”

“I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings. The man who took the son gets everything!”


one man’s junk is another man’s treasure

 have an artistic day


One day a malcontent was sitting under a walnut tree, and his eyes fell on a great pumpkin growing nearby.

“Oh God,” said the malcontent, “how foolish you are to give such small nuts to such a big tree and such immense fruit to this tiny vine. Now if pumpkins were growing on this big tree and nuts on this vine, I’d have admired your wisdom.

Just after he said this, a walnut fell down on the man’s head and startled him.

“Oh God,” he continued, “you are right after all. If the pumpkin had fallen from such a height, I might have been killed. Great is your wisdom and your goodness.”


Life as a pig

One day, a old master had a vision of his next life. He immediately called in his favorite disciple and begged a favor of him.

“Anything for you master.” the disciple replied.

“In my next life, I will come back as a pig. Soon after I die, our sow will give birth and I will be the fourth pig of the litter. You will recognize me by a mark on my brow. When that happens, please take a sharp knife and end my life quickly.

Within the year, the master passed away and the sow gave birth. The disciple sharpened his knife and found the small piglet. Suddenly the little pig screamed “Stop! Don’t kill me!”

The disciple dropped his knife in surprise and stared at the little pig. “When I was like you I didn’t know what a pig’s life would be like. It’s great. Just let me go.”



Sozan, a Chinese Zen master, was asked by a student: “What is the most valuable thing in the world?”

The master replied: “The head of a dead tiger.”

“Why is the head of a dead tiger the most valuable thing in the world?” inquired the student.

Sozan replied: “Because no one can name its price.”


here are two piglets, dressed in tiger clothes and in a tiger pit…??? (I searched for a source and an explanation but couldn’t get the story) they say a picture paints a thousand words, well I add that it also raises a few questions. There has to be a …


In case you haven’t noticed… I like tigers…

I had this made for my wife at christmas (wood burned art- box)

(click on pic to enlarge)


may your day be filled with reason



 One of the most memorable case studies on Japanese management was the case of the empty soap box, which happened in one of Japan’s biggest cosmetics companies. The company received a complaint that a consumer had bought a soap box that was empty. Immediately the authorities isolated the problem to the assembly line, which transported all the packaged boxes of soap to the delivery department.

For some reason, one soap box went through the assembly line empty. Management asked its engineers to solve the problem. Post-haste, the engineers worked hard to devise an X-ray machine with high- resolution monitors manned by two people to watch all the soap boxes that passed through the line to make sure they were not empty. No doubt, they worked hard and they worked fast but they spent whoopee amount to do so.

But when a workman was posed with the same problem, he did not get into complications of X-rays, etc but instead came out with another solution. He bought a strong industrial electric fan and pointed it at the assembly line. He switched the fan on, and as each soap box passed the fan, it simply blew the empty boxes out of the line.



(Moral of the story: Always look for simple solutions. Devise the simplest possible solution that solves the problem. So, learn to focus on solutions not on problems. “If you look at what you do not have in life, you don’t have anything; if you look at what you have in life, you have everything”)

A turn of the screw

There was an industrialist whose production line inexplicably breaks down, costing him millions per day. He finally tracks down an expert who takes out a screwdriver, turns one screw, and then – as the factory cranks back to life – presents a bill for £10,000.

Affronted, the factory owner demands an itemized version. The expert is happy to oblige: “For turning a screw: £1. For knowing which screw to turn: £9,999.”

Author: Oliver Burkeman in “The Guardian Weekend”, 13 August 2011

food for thought

Life is 90 percent maintenance so get busy…

In our ever growing technical age things seem to get more complex but when it comes down to it, it is our convenience that grows accustom to mechanical equipment…when in fact all we ‘need’ is air, water and companionship, but let the power go out or our computer go down and our addiction becomes apparent and our wants throw a fit. Just remember that wants and needs are two different things.

Speaking of soap (he he he ) how many of you sing in the shower?

slippery situations are hard to grasp.

Hoping you slip through your day wonderfully!


A Spider’s Web (Author Unknown)

A young soldier found himself in a terrible battle during the Scottish Reformation. The enemy was soundly defeating this young man’s army. He and his comrades found themselves hastily retreating from the battle field in defeat, running away in fear of their very lives. The enemy gave chase. This young man ran hard and fast, full of fear and desperation, soon found himself cut off from his comrades in arms.

He eventually came upon a rocky ledge containing a cave. Knowing the enemy was close behind, and that he was exhausted from the chase, chose to hide there. After he crawled in, he fell to his face in the darkness, desperately crying to God to save him and protect him from his enemies.  He also made a bargain with God. He promised that if God saved him, he would serve Him for the remainder of his days.

When he looked up from his despairing plea for help, he saw a spider beginning to weave its web at the entrance to the cave. As he watched the delicate threads being slowly drawn across the mouth of the cave, the young soldier pondered its irony. He thought, “I asked God for protection and deliverance, and he sent me a spider instead. How can a spider save me?”

His heart was hardened, knowing the enemy would soon discover his hiding place and kill him.

And soon he did hear the sound of his enemies, who were now scouring the area looking for those in hiding. One soldier with a gun slowly walked up to the cave’s entrance. As the young man crouched in the darkness, hoping to surprise the enemy in a last-minute desperate attempt to save his own life, he felt his heart pounding wildly out of control.

As the enemy cautiously moved forward to enter the cave, he came upon the spider’s web, which by now was completely strung across the opening. He backed away and called out to a comrade, “There can’t be anyone in here. They would have had to break this spider’s web to enter the cave. Let’s move on.”

Years later, this young man, who made good his promise by becoming a preacher and evangelist, wrote about that ordeal. He wrote:

“Where God is, a spider’s web is as a stone wall. Where God is not, a stone wall is as a spider’s web.”



Life is like a spider web, we are all connected in the chain of life!

may your day be a pleasant one



I am almost certain that this is not a statue of Jabba The Hut, though the resemblance is uncanny. I am almost certain that it is a statue of Daruma, the Japanese name given to the Bodhidharma, known as the founder of Zen.

Bodhidharma is believed to have been an Indian monk who took new Buddhist teaching to China where it became known as Ch’an. When Japan appropriated Ch’an they called it Zen.


Daruma dolls are found all over Japan. They have no arms or legs as the Bodhidarma spent so many years in ascetic meditation that his limbs dropped off through lack of use.

Daruma dolls are usually sold without eyes. They are used to help achieve your goals. After purchasing one a single eye is painted in as you set your self a goal. When you achieve your goal you paint in the second eye.

this story and other interesting information on Japan

More glimpses of unfamiliar Japan



Here is a poem I wrote about turtles that I should have pasted with yesterdays post but here is the link…

Turtle Time

may all your wishes come true

The Kreativ Blogger Award

Nominated for this Award by

J.C.V. (365days2bpublished)

bows (~_~) humble

thank you

For this award, I have to share 10 things that you may not know. Then I have to pass the award on to at least six (or more) other bloggers.

1) I live in heaven, well…Texas, (pretty close), where the weather is hell

2) I live on a river where I use to be a Hunting guide. I am a crack shot but now I enjoy doing my shoots with a camera.

3) Fishing, well, I do a lot of this and enjoy it. The fishing season is about to go into full swing and I hope it doesn’t effect my blogging (grin).

4) I have earned a 3 rd degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do, I got my degree from Marshall Tae Kwon Do and went on to have my own Martial Arts studio, Inner spirit Martial Arts ; Jefferson, Texas 2000 – 2003! I left the studio to my son and came back home, here.

5) I am now a Correctional Officer, I work with-in prison walls and it can be very challenging. How-ever I love my job.

6) With this blog and the telling of zen stories seems to have a lot of people believing I am Buddhist. I enjoy zen stories and poetry and all that they project but I was raised Baptist.

7) I have three grand babies. One of the most warming sensations in the world is to have a little one come running toward you calling, “Gran pa.” Makes me feel grand! I however am not that old.

8) How old? (I thought I heard that thought cross your mind) …52 and fit as a fiddle. (how fit is a fiddle?) I think your only as old as you feel and I tend to amaze people at what I can do for my age, funny thing is I don’t feel old. Vitality is the key. A body in motion, stays in motion.

9) I am married, to a wonderful woman, LuLu (louAnne) a country girl who is witty and has the ability to keep me on my toes. Along with my lil sunshine, Emma, my step-daughter who is eight going on eighteen.

10) I was born in Japan. I live in east Texas, so my wife calls me a japanese-redneck… (that makes me a rare breed). I am American, my father was in the service when I was born.

and now, to nominate six others for this award…Since it is a Kreativ Award, I can think of several off hand.

1) Tim CoffeyCaffeine for the Creative Soul, I think all that read Tim’s blog will agree, Tim has a creative way of bringing art to life from so many different angles with his daily posts.

2) FergiemottoCreativity Aroused not only have I learned the art of etegami from this blog but I am inspired by the nature pics and witty words placed with them.

3) Lorrelee … Articles of Absurdity I was impressed with her Christmas blog tree (check it out).

4) Pocket Perspectives blog… Reflections from a friend if there is any one that is creative, Kathy is, she makes these wonderful post with computer generated art and does YouTube videos as well. The blog is filled with wisdom which lures me to every post.

5) Cat ForsleyCatForsley.Me I can’t begin to tell you how amazed I am with Cat’s creative ability. Singer/song writer/poet/writer and I just now (making this post) discovered Cat’s celebrity status from YouTube. Bows (~_~) humble

6) The Outside Lane a creator of jewelry that fascinates me. Charities for hungry children and more. I am surprised that more haven’t found this blog but this will be a great time to do some finger pointing in her direction for someone who does so much for others and has that creative flare.

I could point a finger in so many directions when it comes to creativity, but I have chosen these six to carry on with ..

the Kreativ Blogger Award.


Happy Holidays

have a creative day


I have been given the versatile blogger award by Iscotthoughts at her blog;

 Iscott Poetry

bows (~_~) humble

Thank You

And the rules for the Versatile Blogger Award is :                                                                                    

1. Nominate 15 fellow bloggers.                                                                                                                 
2. Inform the bloggers of their nomination.
3. Share 7 random things about yourself.
4. Thank the blogger who nominated you.
5. Add the Versatile Blogger Award pic on your blog post.

Definition of VERSATILE

1: changing or fluctuating readily : variable <a versatile disposition>
2: embracing a variety of subjects, fields, or skills; also : turning with ease from one thing to another
3; a (1) : capable of turning forward or backward : reversible <a versatile toe of a bird> (2) : capable of moving laterally and up and down <versatile antennae> b of an anther : having the filaments attached at or near the middle so as to swing freely
4: having many uses or applications <versatile building material>
nominating 15 other bloggers

1; About Zen Need I say more. His blog is about zen in the purest form.

2: Catlas crosses the Internet One of my favorite writers/poets here at wordpress. Cat instills wisdom in her blog there-fore I deem her the witty word wizard.

3. Literally Challenged One of my favorite authors here at wordpress, her humorous writes will one day blossom into something wonderful, I am sure of this, if she doesn’t the world will miss out on a treasure chest of literary gems.

4: Caffeine for he Creative Soul well if you haven’t read Tim’s blog yet, I highly suggest you do, his art is versatile and captivating.

5: Creativity Aroused fergiemoto is versatile and my  inspiration for doing Etegami on my posts.

6: So Far from Heaven Ole Jules is one of the most versatile people I have met on wordpress. His posts are versatile to say th least.

7: WinCharles Win is one of those people that I have written about here, she has hurdled obstacles we could never understand and continues to grace us with wonderful art from photos.

8: Just Micael He generally posts with pictures he has drawn himself, an excellent artist and poet.

9: willowdot21 A poet that is well worth reading, Versatility is an understatement when it comes to the various styles and topics of her poetry.

10: Ashley Jillian Ha! I call her The Goddess of  Blogs, she has taken on the task of teaching us how to use wordpress/ or plans on it (grin)

11: Warrior Poet Wisdom Miro has an excellent outlook on life and always posts a poem that is filled with wisdom, versatility and insight.

12: The Wild Pomegranate Janece has probably gotten this award a hundred times but with good reason, she is an inspiration to me and I love reading her blog.

13: experiments in experience If you haven’t seen her photos, you should take a look, she is an awesome and versatile photographer.

14: Be Well Gifts Katherine at Be Well Gifts always has an inspirational phrase to share that is always enlightening.

15: Redwater Ramblings Eve Redwaters poetry is versatile to say the least, her poetry is sublime.

I wish to thank, Iscotthoughts for this award, bows (~_~) humble

now, for seven things about myself…

1: I live in Heaven where the weather is hell, Texas. I live on a river that inspires me to write much of my zen poetry and writes.

2: I am married to a wonderful woman and have a daughter (8) these are the treasures in my life that make me a wealthy man.

3: I am a 3rd degree black belt, in Tae Kwon Do. I feel this is one of my greatest achievements but foremost my inspiration to become a master of zen, life and myself.

4: I am employed as a Correctional Officer (prison guard) I am challenged daily, mentally and or physically. I love my job, I try to be an inspiration to my co-workers and to those inmates that may one day be walking among us in the free world. Our mission is to reintegrate these individuals into society. A task that is not easy but necessary.

5: I was born in Japan, however I am American, my father was in the service and we traveled a great deal till I was about 9. We lived a great deal of this time in Central America. The first thing I noticed when we came to the states was how rich Americans were because there was paved streets and wooden doors rather than sheets and blankets.

6: At one time I was a truck driver and I have been to nearly every state in the united states except for Alaska and Hawaii. I feel this enhanced my life greatly to be able to see the world, so to speak, in its highs and lows.

7: I love writing, it is my addiction. I suppose we all have a vice, I some how have made mine, zen. I want to be as enlightened as one can be in order to pass this wisdom on to my family and the world. I have seen so much wrong with people, who simply couldn’t find a way to climb out of their ruts, depression and or twisted lives. I can only hope to have a story that might help one unravel their turmoil. I had a best friend (years ago) who eventually ended his life due to a deep unhappiness. I am not a doctor but if I could give one person a outlet from personal unhappiness,then I have done a great deed.

There were many more I could have listed here as versatile bloggers, many I see have already received this award. I think that the sharing of this award and our lives is its greatest asset. Thank you for reading my words and I hope to read as much of your as possible, because I hunt for wisdom, wit, enlightenment and zen every single time I turn on the computer because zen is addictive… bows (~_~) humble,


“There are many Things in Life that will catch your eye, But only a few will catch your heart… Pursue those!”

“versatility is one of your most outstanding traits”

have a versatile day



 Less is more, unless you’re standing next to the one with more,
then less just looks pathetic


If you are like me and love to read words of wisdom, Zen, enlightenment, inspirational quotes and touching words… then you will love these sites…

Pocket Perspectives

Reflections from a friend

Check this out…Yesterday, Pocket Perspectives, (her blog is also filled with wonderful words of inspiration placed on crafty computer art) asked; if she could use the picture of the Fawn and dog I had posted on the poem; “The Fawn.” She took the picture and created a wonderful post called;

“May we Nurture that Gentle Fawn that we see in each other.”

I am all for sharing and helping one another in this world, what a wonderful world it would be if we all thought like this. But then again, that is my perspective. Check out these sites and become inspired and perhaps a little wiser from reading wisdom writes/ quotes embedded in computer art. Since todays post is about perspectives, I thought this would be a great way to point a finger to two wonderful sites on… “Perspectives.”



A Perspective Story –

There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to, learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.

The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall.

When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen.

The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise .

The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.

The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree’s life.

He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season. That the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and the love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up.


(moral; Don’t judge life, or a life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come. We all see the world differently and from different perspectives.)

food for thought

Aspire to Inspire Before You Expire

Live Simply Love Generously. Care Deeply. Speak Kindly. Leave the Rest to the Universe .

Happiness keeps You Sweet, Trials keep You Strong,

Sorrow keeps You Human…Failure keeps You Humble…Success keeps You Growing


Definition for; ………………….Perspective;

one’s “point of view”, the choice of a context for opinions, beliefs and experiences

the way in which objects appear to the eye.

or wisdom


I was hunting for some pictures for my other blog;

Fishin for chuckles

…and found these and I was intrigued. The way we view life is different for each of us and I look at it like; we are all flowers in a field and each of us a different color, shape, size and we all see the field from a different perspective. Then again some have to be the grass and weeds (perhaps they are the ones with-out beauty in their lives). I hope you enjoy these pictures as much as I did.

“What we see depends mainly on what we look for.”
John Lubbock

“Distance lends enchantment to the view.”
Mark Twain

“You’re life is a print-out of your thoughts.”
Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free

“Art and life are subjective. Not everybody’s gonna dig what I dig, but I reserve the right to dig it.”
Whoopi Goldberg

“The optimist sees the donut, the pessimist sees the hole.”
Oscar Wilde

“Often it isn’t the mountains ahead that wear you out, it’s the little pebble in your shoe.”
Muhammad Ali




have a perspective day



Dear Will:

I dare not tell
the men of musket and rye
that a poem was written
much less claim
it was I

For their views of worth:
a hundred yard bull’s eye
wrestling a bear
after a keg
of ale or rye

I drinketh not
and for that I am shunned
but they’re impressed
with my handling
of Griz and a gun.

That’s the way of the forest
where I reside
but by candle light
my words to paper fly
by day
they I must hide

To be
or not to be
maybe a choice
but my mind is drawn
to script of a pen

I am no Romeo
I have no Juliet
Perhaps I am dull
But poetry grasps me
like Hamlet holds a skull

Life’s tiny stage
you are known to rule
here you would be the fool
I feel you only know
how my pen is a tool

To remove my hand
would surely end my write
But that wouldn’t stop
the words inside
my tongue would improvise

I write you now
cause I feel you know
the inner beast
that gnaws at my prose
and scribbles in candle lite glows

Is there a cure
for my desires?
this need to write
an act or scene
or is it death or poetry?

My dear friend Will
I suffer a madness
in my head’s sphere
tonight’s write
to William Shakespeare





William Shakespeare, April 23, 1564 –April 23, 1616

He died on his Birthday (wow, what a present)

36 plays and 154 sonnets

I found this in my old writes. I worked with a band of… well, (my mother always said; If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.) So will just say, intellectually challenged. I mentioned I wrote poetry one day and I think they busted a gut laughing. That inspired the poem, DEAR WILL but the best part about it was they had a poetry contest on the radio station out of Lufkin Tx, that we listened to while working, so I entered this poem. It didn’t win, but it was read over the air waves as a runner up. They picked the top five and read them, this poem was one of those top five. I had forgotten all about this till I found it.

I also found a poem called Katrina’s Foot prints, about hurricane Katrina that I’ll post, it was selected and placed in a publication. This was all back when I wanted to be a poet, I was even awarded the honor of being the most influential poet on a poetry web site back in 2005. Now, I write zen tales and finally got a blog.

Allow me to take this moment to say that I have been to a few sites, forums and writing sites that did not have the inspiration and sharing of friends that I have found here at wordpress. It seems that most sites have way to many that want to bring you down so that they will look good and help them climb upward. I have found here a grand number of excellent writers that are willing to share their literary art, inspire and support others. That is a wonderful thing, thank you, to each and every one of you.

Now, go write something.

Have a poetic day



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