The Straight Path, pure and true

This morning, I had the unfortunate situation of having to deal with and come to loggerheads with bureaucracy, one which cannot think outside of the book and another which is more of a kafkaesque nightmare that I won't go into.  Once again, I have to support the idea of a general disconnect from society, the world, et cetera, but not from people or things which can motivate, inspire, enthrall...

To escape from the craziness, I decided to make my way to the zen temple and the japanese garden about fifteen minutes away from my house, and there I was able to enjoy a walk through a small forest and to think thoughts that were beyond (but still of) myself- the case in point is that I was looking at the flowers with an intention to catch one, which I did, so I knew for a fact that I was not in the total "zen" spirit- but, also, I was not in that kind of frame of mind.

I also tried to do some writing there, but there were too many bugs all around.  That, and the lack of even a somewhat comfortable place to sit, brought that project to an end, so I came back to the studio and am fiddling around, taking a little time here and there to do things such as write this post, but I know that there's work to be done.  Trust me, I know...