Thursday, December 15, 2011
Vagabondism 301
#301 Walk in the light if you see it and pay no attention to those who walk in the dark.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Vagabondism 298
Vagabondism #298 You can't awaken one who is mentally asleep unless you first convince them that they are sleeping.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Vagabondism 295
#295 Wisdom flutters through the mind like a butterfly only to be captured in someone's net and pinned to the wall in the dead form of words
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Vagabondism 294
Vagabondism #294 Why is it the so-called pious ones are the first to pick up stones and throw them?
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Vagabondism 292
292 At the contest between creationists and evolutionists both sides miss the target.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Vagabondism 291
Vagabondism #291 In the poker game of life you have to play with the hand you're dealt. And sometimes you have to bluff.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Vagabondism 290
Vagabondism #290 Harken to the cry of the street and regard it. It is the whisper of wisdom.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Vagabondism 288
Vagabondism #288 Everything we do has a purpose even though the purpose may not become evident for 500 years or more.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Vagabondism 287
Vagabondism #287 One should have the courage to carry one's light into the darkest abyss even if one never has to.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Vagabondism 285
Vagbondism #285 An actor never experiences rejection who isn't good enough to get an audition.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Vagabondism #284
284 There's many a slip between the cup of the Holy Grail and the lip of the priest who tries to preach from it.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Vagabondism #283
283 The impotent arrogance of fundamentalist literalism cannot prevent spiritual enlightenment
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Vagabondism #281
281 The snow spreads its icy hands across the roof and waits. Then, when the warmth inside the house gives the signal, it slides off the roof, with a roar of joy, to the ground below, like children on their sleds.
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About Me
- DB
- I am an actor and broadcaster. I am grateful to have spent my life in the arts. Now I also write and paint. I am humbly trying to overcome selfishness, it's effects and regrets. I read history, philosophy, psychology and religion. My desire is to share what I have with the world while trying to make sense of a difficult life and enjoying the journey, no rituals, no rules, no summations.