"A clear thinking person has no unsolved puzzles stuck in his mind to solve."

I consider myself a clear thinking person, in touch with my intuitive side but fairly logical to balance that out. I, however have all sorts of 'unsolved puzzles' in my head:

1. How to be a better artist. (Certainly, there must be the endurance of practice, but the path towards evolution?)
1a. (How to be a better and more FAMOUS artist!)
1b. (How to be a better and more RICH artist!)
2. Working to better understand the history of religion and seeing how the Power I know best as Set has manifested in various cultures.
3. Working to improve my communication skills in all aspects oral and written.
4. How to lose fifty pounds when I don't want to diet and hate exercise.

Well, that is just A FEW of my 'unsolved puzzles'. I'm sure I could think of more if I put my mind to it. But hey, it keeps life interesting. I think if I had no unsolved puzzles, life wouldn't be as interesting.

So I embrace my confusion, and in so doing, will have more patience.

Later note...
MORE unsolved puzzles!
I cannot upload this entry. I cannot access the web domain but instead get this message, "Timeout (60000 ms) occurred on receiving data from the server." I wonder if it is because there is too much stuff in the root directory. Perhaps the file list can't generate itself in the wee time the FTP gives it to generate.

This has been happening with frustrating frequency of late. My only solution would be to take the entire archives of Weighty Matters/Tasting Life Twice and break them down into separate folders for each archived year. But, my god, what work and how I wish I had dated them year/month/day, instead of month/day/year.

Monday, March 12, 2007 B

"One Puzzle Being Solved"
6:09am

Tuesday, March 13, 2007 A

"Radiant Soul"
9:06pm

'Nefer-ib' is pronunciation of Egyptian heiroglyphs for 'beautiful heart'

With this picture I hope to suggest the uncovering of the radiant soul, beautiful heart that is our inner divinity.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007 B

"Poem to Set"
11:28pm

In my web wanderings, I came across some poetry to Set, and it inspired me to have a try:

You Bid Me Wear the Crown Thunder loudly on the hilltop, Shout proudly your name, your existence, your pride. If they cast you out, you reign still, in any desert oasis where we may find you. Power is your domain, your pulse, your joy of being. I laugh with you, and together reign, in the dark night sky, backdrop for your thrilling electrical streaking. What secrets you teach me, I may not speak of, but oh, the dance is lovely, as we wind around. You strengthen my spine. If my voice has power, it is that of you in me, until it becomes mine, mine to hold, mine to wield, the scepter rod, force of a God, for you bid me wear the crown, and not to kneel. You smile when we are proud, knowing of our evolution, our coming into being. "I have come into being, and by the continual process of my coming into Being, I establish the process, it will continue." And so it is, and will be done. And you will behold it all, with eyes that become mine. JAL, 3-13-07

I think I'll give it some time before I will know how good it is. Right now, with my too close perspective, I think there are good parts and parts that need some work.

Wesdnesday, March 14, 2007

"Analyzing the Poem..."
11:28pm

This poem needs a LOT of work. Some parts I can see how to fix, and some just perplex me...

version 2... You Bid Me Wear the Crown Thundering loudly on the hilltop, you proudly shout, declaring your existence. Okay that is improved now... but the following part still has problems... If they cast you out, you reign still, in any desert oasis where we may find you. Why put the part about being 'cast out'? This poem isn't addressing those folks. But I can't think of how to improve it just now. Power is your domain, your pulse, your joy of being. Maybe this works... I laugh with you, and together reign, in the dark night sky, backdrop for your thrilling electrical streaking. The only thing that seems 'off' here is the word 'streaking'... What secrets you teach me, I may not speak of, but oh, the dance is lovely, as we wind around. 'Wind around', mmm, I dunno about that phrase... You strengthen my spine. If my voice has power, it is that of you in me, until it becomes mine, mine to hold, mine to wield, the scepter rod, force of a God, for you bid me wear the crown, and not to kneel. Does this have a 'stiff' sound? And does it need better flow between the first sentence and the next? You smile when we are proud, knowing of our evolution, our coming into being. "I have come into being, and by the continual process of my coming into Being, I establish the process, it will continue." And so it is, and will be done. And you will behold it all, with eyes that become mine. Is this ending a wee bit abrupt? It needs a finishing grace note... JAL, 3-13-07

Maybe after another night's sleep, I'll have more ideas on how to fix it.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

"Considering the Idea"
8:09pm

Again, being a sort of 'vessel' is appearing as a theme, the figure at top possibly representing one's divine aspects...

10:52pm

There is maybe even a faint suggestion of 'light bulb', with the Self as the filament?

Saturday, March 17, 2007 A

"Colorful Radiant Soul"
12:17am

This could be 'nefer-ka', as well, for the hands and arms are making like the 'KA' hieroglyph