Author Archives: bobgriffith

There are eagles who fly far above their fellow avian pedestrians pecking at the ground below. Their wings surf the leading edge of energy waves emanating from the core of contemporary human collective consciousness; they explore nuances of wave and … Continue reading →

We are miniscule points of miniscule points existing in a mind so large the galaxies are mere neurons, and the event horizon of black holes defines the boundary of a single synapse. Drill down through all the galaxies, drill down … Continue reading →

Every once in awhile I discover a brilliant light in the contemporary human universe. That’s why I’m writing now, to introduce you to Maria Popova, who has an extraordinary mind and expresses herself in extraordinarily articulate annotated essays which often … Continue reading →

You are a human being. You were born in a crater under the stars which is coliseum and arena and amphitheater. It is a bowl filled with fog and shadows, good and evil, ignorance and stupidity, sophistication and intelligence. It … Continue reading →

Before my beloved died we believed we would still be consciously connected after her death. If ever there was a bond which could transcend the curtain descending between us, we were certain that it would be the great love we … Continue reading →

The sun sinks down to the edge of the western horizon, and an ancient traveler pauses near the end of the long road to take his reckoning. He summons the gift given to him so very long ago and a … Continue reading →

Dear ____ The things I find myself writing these days are often short and while they mean something to me I often have the feeling that my perspective has become so personal that if I shared them they would either … Continue reading →

In the mirror he sees a gnarled, tree-bark face on the skull of a wizened monkey. The rheumy eyes are sad with remembrances; the shadows of past joys, the cauldrons of his nurture, the tempering forges of his nature. He … Continue reading →