Robert L. Peters

16 March 2016

Karma…

I_saw_that-Karma

(thanks, Brígida Santana)


10 April 2015

It’s the sides of the mountain which sustain life, not the top.

― Robert M. Pirsig, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry Into Values


16 March 2015

Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the human race.

H. G. Wells (1866-1946)


28 January 2015

The time will soon be here when my grandchild will long for the cry of a loon…

The time will soon be here when my grandchild will long for the cry of a loon, the flash of a salmon, the whisper of spruce needles, or the screech of an eagle. But he will not make friends with any of these creatures and when his heart aches with longing, he will curse me.

Chief Dan GeorgeTsleil-Waututh Nation (1899-1981)


26 October 2014

Here is a test to find whether your mission on earth is finished. If you’re alive, it isn’t.

Richard Bach


3 October 2014

Time is the coin of your life…

Coin

Thanks Chaz.


9 August 2014

Everyone must believe in something. I believe I’ll go canoeing.

—Henry David Thoreau


1 July 2014

I am a battery hen. I live in a cage so small I cannot stretch my wings…

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“I am a battery hen. I live in a cage so small I cannot stretch my wings. I am forced to stand night and day on a sloping wire mesh floor that painfully cuts into my feet. The cage walls tear my feathers, forming blood blisters that never heal. The air is so full of ammonia that my lungs hurt and my eyes burn and I think I am going blind. As soon as I was born, a man grabbed me and sheared off part of my beak with a hot iron, and my little brothers were thrown into trash bags as useless alive.”

“My mind is alert and my body is sensitive and I should have been richly feathered. In nature or even a farmyard I would have had sociable, cleansing dust baths with my flock mates, a need so strong that I perform ‘vacuum’ dust bathing on the wire floor of my cage. Free, I would have ranged my ancestral jungles and fields with my mates, devouring plants, earthworms, and insects from sunrise to dusk. I would have exercised my body and expressed my nature, and I would have given, and received, pleasure as a whole being. I am only a year old, but I am already a ‘spent hen.’ Humans, I wish I were dead, and soon I will be dead. Look for pieces of my wounded flesh wherever chicken pies and soups are sold.”

Karen Davis

(Thanks to Chaz Maviyane-Davies for the poster).


18 June 2014

I have learned that to be with those I like is enough.

Walt Whitman (1819-1892)


22 May 2014

But first… read the ingredients list.

Antidepressants

(source unknown)


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