(Continued from Ancient Viet, Cradle of Asian Civilization) Although people of Bách Việt had knowledge of agriculture and the technology of shipbuilding, Chinese writers depicted the Việt as barbarians who had tattoos, lived in primitive conditions, and lacked such technology as bows, arrows, horses and chariots. [1] Really. Barbarians with tats who lived in caves and... Continue Reading →

You must not forget the rice.  It is the life force that has been gifted to you.  Understand the origins of rice, and you understand the past. ~ Old Dude And my response to this was:  Yeah, yeah.  No worries.  I'll take a look at it when I get a little bit of free time.... Continue Reading →

The city was under water.   I was swimming amongst the detritus floating on the black watercourse in between the tall buildings.  There were people walking on top of buildings, and there were a few in the water with me.  I saw a few rafts float by with people clinging onto them.  Since the water... Continue Reading →

Eight times, I was told, in my dreams. Eight visits from eight people. First an Asian opera singer with garish makeup.  He sang to me of ancient tales that I'm   supposed to remember. I don't remember any of it. Then a human-sized white cat, surrounded by a whole group of white cats, came calling.  They... Continue Reading →

(continued from Beauty Is Man-made) “Men, animals, ghosts, demons— all deserve sympathetic consideration.  Formed from the great Tao, Matrix of the Universe, all are equally necessary to nature’s purposes.  If we destroy any being without good cause, how can we expect our fellows to treat us less belligerently?  Let live, leave well enough alone, abstain from... Continue Reading →

When I think of a Taoist Priestess, I think of a female scholar who has devoted years of her life in the pursuit of Taoist knowledge and wisdom.  I visualize a woman who is wise and compassionate, one who has devoted her entire life to help those in need of guidance and encouragement. I have an... Continue Reading →

Mark your calendars, dudes and babes of the Taoist persuasion.  Next month, we will be going into the Ghost Month, as August is traditionally the month ascribed to ghosts in general, at least for us Taoists and Buddhists. Ghost Food When I was a child, I would see hot cooked food, fresh fruits, and sweet... Continue Reading →

 [1] I am short. I am short in a world that is getting taller and taller, as each successive generation passes.  Everyone around me is, for the most part, taller than I am.  I am always half-running and looking up at tall people when I walk with them that I can't see where I'm placing my... Continue Reading →

(Continued from Goddess of Frequency: C# Vectors) Life magik is an indestructible truth.  It is the raison d'être for the existence of a Frequency Goddess.  After all, without life, said Frequency Goddess would be--well...dead.  In fact, that's also the raison d'être of the Universe, which as it turns out, has only one job, the proliferation... Continue Reading →