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https://wp.me/p2OK0K-en (Originally published in July 2009) The Original Hippie I was recently asked if I believed in Jesus Christ. What anxiety this raised within me – it was though I had been waiting for some soul to ask me this deep question. Here is my mindset on this controversial topic. I definitely believe in Jesus. I believe he walked upon this big blue marble. I believe he spread…

I came across a wandering man. He asked … “Where are you headed LightHouse Dann?“ I answered … Without hesitation … “I have no actual destination“ “I know not of my journey’s end” “I am merely wandering” “As are you, my friend” “I follow my own path of reflection” “I have no set compass direction” “I live to write my portrait of life,” “As I paint my next chapter, “The fallacy of my…

“Tell me, tell me do…”

Does the majestic butterfly remember being the catapiller? A magical metamorphic transformation takes place within every cell of what was once a catapiller. It’s transformation protected by the enameled shell of it’s Chrysalis. It’s existence as the catapiller is erased from existence. Or is it? Cell by cell the caterpillar dissipates into a genetic metamorphic soup. Powers beyond our…

This antisemitism against the synagogues here in Ontario is wrong! There are many types of Judaism. The Jews living here are not the “Jews ” living in Israel. I don’t recognize any Israeli as “Jewish” – my opinion of them is that they are fake Jews who are using Judaism to conceal their Zionist acts of terrorism. THERE IS NO PLACE IN CANADIAN SOCIETY FOR VIOLENCE TOWARDS YOUR FELLOW…

As far as we know the universe is infinite. Metaphorically powered by a pink Bunny pounding a drum. The universal icon of being permanently energized with endless stamina. Oddly enough, physics teaches us that although the universe, as a whole, is indeed infinite, not a single iota of the quadrillions of it’s components are. Which is a deep thought producing provocation. I dislike…

At times life is humorous. Other times not so much. When reminiscing about better times, it is the afternoon transforming the evening into night which unfolds into the mornings electric light that awakens my inner alter ego. I take great pride in my awareness of life outside the norm. I take greater pride ‘living’ life outside the precipice of the norm. Many a bolder man would never explore…