PROMPT: Comfort

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What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life?

I don’t, but I have a lot of strategies for being more content in the face of various situations and environments — including uncomfortable ones. These include the yogic practice of dispassionate witnessing, minimalism, travel (and specifically minimalist travel to places – the less familiar the better,) and intense physical activity.

I think comfort as a major objective in life is overrated, and virtually insures a discontented life. A life in which one can be content, whatever may come along, is a happy life.

Under the Falls [Haiku]

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cold water pounds
 on back & shoulders: some nerves
  numb; some fire wildly.

DAILY PHOTO: Kingfisher on a Riverbank

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Dark River [Lyric Poem]

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flow on, Dark River;
  slip through the night.

midnight's thick clouds
  block the moonlight.

your voice drowned out
  by insect chirr.

a Huck Finn raft
  drifts by at a blur:

the rafters unseen;
  their secret stays hush...

but for those red eyes
  in the underbrush.

PROMPT: Future #2

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What are you most excited about for the future?

The surprises. Who knows what the future might bring? Utopia. Dystopia. Technological breakthroughs might save us, or kill us all. Or maybe there’ll be no technological breakthroughs as we descend into a Luddite-driven dark age. Whatever happens, we’ll never see it coming. SURPRISE!

Solid Ground [Free Verse]

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sole to cold earth:

it's the only way i know
 the limits of this world.

feet pressing into this globe
 are my tether to reality.

any other way, and the world
  could stretch forever.

the feel of my weight,
 popping to heel or ball:
  pronating & supinating,
  rolling & reaching,
   in dance or destruction --

 feet leaving the cold earth
  always reorient to the planet.

DAILY PHOTO: The Kanyakumari Thiruvalluvar

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Five Wise Lines from Shakespeare’s Hamlet

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We fat all creatures else to fat us and we fat ourselves for maggots… a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.”

HamLet to Claudius in Act IV, Sc. 3

One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

Hamlet to Queen Gertrude in Act I, Sc. 5

I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.

Hamlet to rosencrantz & Guildenstern in Act I, sc. 2

Brevity is the soul of wit.

Polonius to claudius & gertrude in act II, sc. 2

A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear.

hamlet to rosencrantz in act IV, Sc. 2

Cool Blue [Haiku]

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cloudless sky.
 fading shades of blue:
  cool mountain summer.