location: Twin Lakes, Desolation Wilderness.
180 Degree Panorama of Twin Lakes – Desolation Wilderness – Click to enlarge the photo. Original is almost 10,000 pixels wide making for a great 5 foot long print!
Perseid showers overhead. It’s 3 am and I’m slightly wh’skeyed. I think that Krishnamurti’s August 10th mediation says it best:
There is only one fact
Everything about us, within as well as without-
our relationships, our thoughts, our feelings-
is impermanent,
in a constant state of flux.
Being aware of this, the mind craves permanency,
a perpetual state of peace, of love, of goodness,
a security that neither time nor events can destroy;
therefore it creates the soul, the Atman,
and the visions of a permanent paradise.
But this permanency is born of impermanency,
and so it has within it the seeds of the impermanent.
– The Book of Life by J. Krishnamurti
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Great friends celebrating good times. Thank you for being a best buddy Ryan.
Lechroy! Thanks for setting up a great weekend. And for the thoughts above. I sure wish you told me you were thinking about impermanence and Krishnamurti b/c I would have loved to talk about it!
That’s also a great place to get engaged. 🙂 But I don’t have any good pics of it. Could you share that one with me please? Thanks!
Thanks buddy- I don’t think I could have put it into words at that moment…
Crazy good times, thanks for making it such a great weekend!
Where was my invite!? Happy birthday Elk – no better time to meditate on impermanence and/or drink a lot of whiskey than on one of these birthdays that mark your definitive passage into middle age. Anyway, what a beautiful post. I used to live right down the road from the Krishnamurti house in Ojai when I lived out in that valley. I think his wisdom sounds wiser when you’re quoting it than when it comes straight (well, by way of a book anyway) from the horse’s mouth. Also, did you know that he had a fleet of white Mercedes and a lover waiting for him in every port of call? That may or may not be true.
Double E – Thanks for the kind words. I can’t imagine being in his presence. His words often verbalize my imcomplete, incoherent thoughts. As for the fleet of white Mercedes – are you sure you’re not mixed up with the other notable Eastern-Western sage/scholar – the worm, aka Dennis Keith Rodman?