And the end of all our exploring.
Will be to
arrive where we started.
know the place for the first time.

~ Little Gidding, TS Eliot

The internet has given a whole new face to long-distance relationships
And it's the face of a screen,
An interface
That defies time zones and places.

no colour, sound, smell, taste, touch, or what the mind takes hold of, nor even act of sensing

How weird. But how true!
My own mind framing seeing.
Not you, not even my projections onto you
(Although you are there, poor dear, putting up with this nonsense, waiting patiently three hours behind)
But my mind seeing projecting
Seeing seeing, right there before my very eyes
Like staring into the mirror at life itself.

Here then, my love
Is emptiness:
Not in the pixels I see
Nor in the beautiful face
That moves me to sadness because it is not really here to see,
But in my own looking through them all
To you.

We smile and laugh
(But not too hard because we might fall off our chairs
And disappear from view)


  1. I'm grateful for the internet, it brought me my teacher, but nothing beats the real thing!!

  2. likewise back looking

    gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā

    happy birthday!


    john o.


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