Will or away

Linda Susoev has been on the ballot for mayor in Fremont since 1989, never misses an election, we met last Sunday while I was gassing up in my van, I guess she was doing a little campaigning.for the upcoming election. We spoke a little, I had cold groceries in the van, ,one thing led to another and I went home.

Conversation and discussion are an important part of human life.

They are important for communication

Hope is always in children, should exposing children to false information be considered child abuse?

Alameda Creek

I walk along Alameda Creek almost every day, beginning in Spring 2007 when I moved my office home.

Along the trail every season brings differences,

The flow of water through the waterway is constantly changing . . .

Covid brought new people out of their homes, often with kids .

Weekends are different from weekdays, certainly in the quantity and frequency of people but also the “kinds” of people.

More groups of people with a common interest, i.e. bikers, joggers and larger families mostly.

I wonder if and how changes in species of the migrating birds is related to climate change?

Along the path seasons return again, . . .

and again, and again. Its a nature and human effort . “Tending to nature” with a human effort to design can often be a process in process.

Nature does not always behave as humans, even when to the best of our abilities to, predict or plan,

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Mom

After her stroke with memory loss and aphasia in 2008, Mom lived in a memory care residential facility near me . . . We would see her at least once a day, and usually more.

She was in “rehab” in a nursing home for eight weeks. Meals were in a small dining room, you might sit next to people you did not know, but somewhere in your mind is the image of having passed them in the hallways, . There is not much conversation and most vocal expressions are not directed to another individual. The residents there solely for “physical rehab” eat in a separate and different dining room where people have conversations.

Sometimes it was crowded in the dining room residents came or were brought at their own speed ,within a window,. , here mom is eating by herself.

I just pick these images “randomly,” there is no original pre-thought, Most of my images of mom have mom in the title, so I search mom . . .

After lunch we would return to her room, she would sit on the bed, I in the chair and talk until she would lay down and go to sleep.

. . . then just noodle around, whatever feels interesting . . .

She always drank her coffee black. At the memory care residents were served meals at tables in formal situations, with all untensils, napkins, etc, and coffee, or tea, served.

Often my images seem like photographs of myself, is this how I want to see her and not how she really is?

Gate gate paragate parasamgate Bodhi Svaha

One Who Sees and Hears the Cry from the Human World. 

On the Wings of Chun

The Sales Force Building, San Francisco.

Over the Civic Center Bart Station, San Francisco

Typical San Francisco.
One thing about public political organizations such as city, town, state, country, is constant change,. Those responsible for dealing with the change have their jobs because of the way things are and many actually work to keep thingst he way are.

Wonder what its like in the morning when the residents on this street get in their cars and drive to work.

Between Berkeley and San Fransisco, on the San Francisco side is the Maritime building and between the TransAmerica Building and the Martime building is a garden setting and a comedy venue, Below it is a parking lot.

Boston also has windows like this.

易經: I Ching or Yi Jing—More or Less about the The Book of Changes

Eight trigrams can be paired to make 64 different hexagrams. The trigrams are made of yin or yang lines. Throw three coins eight times, once for each line, tails =2, heads =3, each throw makes one line—6 or 7=a yin weak broken line and 8 or 9 = a solid strong yang line. Count from the bottom, the trigram (on the left) I threw was 7, 7, 8, 8, 6, 6, named Hsiao Kuo, its meaning is Preponderance of the Small.

The I Ching is about “changes.” The classicial Chinese perspective is the universe is made of yin and yang and changes are about the interaction between them. A 7 or 8 is a stationary line, and a 6 or a 9 is a moving line. In Hsiao Kuo the fifth and sixth line are moving to change the hexagram to Tun, Retreat.

If the 7s were 6s and the 6s were 7s then my hexagram Hsiao Kuo would be changing to a different hexagram.

For Hsiao Kuo:
Six in the fifth means:
Dense clouds,
No rain from our western territory.
The prince shoots and hits him who is in the cave.

Six at the top means:
He passes him by, not meeting him.
The flying bird leaves him.
Misfortune.
This means bad luck and injury

The I Ching Wilhelm/Baynes edition

San Francisco

In Hsiao Kan the yang strong lines enclosed by the yin weak lines become twice as strong in Tun because they are now supported by the yin weaker lines.

Honjo City, this may be a residence or a business, but it makes money with a vending machine.

Something I have not done for a long time. Newspapers are a different experience than new online, they are read once in the morning with coffee or in the evening after dinner in an overstuffed chair while online you read whenever you want and while the newspaper you get in the morning says the same thing all day, online is continuously updated.

Alameda Creek where I’s and no’s wander unbounded

What hills, what hills are those, my love
That rise so fair and high?
Those are the hills of heaven, my love
But not for you and I . . .

. . . And what hills, what hills are those, my love
Those hills so dark and low?
Those are the hills of hell, my love
Where you and I must go
. . . .

One time around spun our gallant ship
Two times around spun she
Three times around spun our gallant ship
And sank to the bottom of the sea


from The House Carpenter Traditional English song

And it’s good old country comfort in my bones
Just the sweetest sound my ears have ever known
Just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
Country comfort’s any truck that’s going home.


Contury Comfort Elton John & Bernie Taupin

Sometimes my only friend is loneliness but at least it never lies to me and I will never have any hopes things will get better. . .

If I knew the way I would take you home.
Ripple Grateful Dead.

Why do your war ships ride on my waters? 
Why do your bombs fall down from my skies? 
Why do you burn my farms and my towns down? 
I’ve got to know, friend, I’ve got to know!

I’ve got to know Woody Guthrie

Krishna playing flute and Gopas, “frolicking” in the fields. This probably illustrates Krishna raising Mount Govardhana to protect the inhabitants of Vraja from Indra’s terrorism.

You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello, hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye,
I say hello
Hello, hello
I don’t know why you say goodbye,
I say hello

Beatles song

Sometime I see myself everywhere and it looks like know where.

So, in emptiness, no form,
No feeling, thought, or choice,
Nor is there consciousness.
No eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, mind; No colour, sound, smell, taste, touch,
Or what the mind takes hold of,
Nor even act of sensing. . . .
Gate Gate Paragate Parasamgate Bodhi Svaha 

Heart Sutra

Zen, know weighting


He who possesses art and science has religion; he who does not possess them needs religion.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

The nice thing about starting with a famous quote rather  than an illustration is that, generally, in popular communication, words are more ambiguous, not as precise and definitive, as a photograph although I am the exception in that generally  I want my photographs to be visually ambiguous, though I am not sure that really makes any  difference, it just  makes me feel better, so selfish and willful of me.

painting by Janney

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Generally people consider a photograph (also video or film) to be more visually factual than a painting, drawing or other forms of visual representation.

What’s real here? A young man more enthralled with his phone than seeing four beautiful girls? Or  “girl is wearing blue jeans, light blue hoodie, white slip-on shoes . . . ”

The latter is more visually accurate than the former but the former is more interesting.

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A feeling of a single duck, then and again is a single duck really a feeing? I feel like a single duck . . . out of water. . .

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Along Alameda Creek, There is a path above the wall, and a tall  fence   so to get theirs concrete roof you have to walk around  the side,  Teenagers like to be there in groups or by themselves. For awhile before the virus  a couple  of young men were sporadically pitching a tent on the right  bottom side.

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“Now my mother just took the chickene and wrung it around in her hand like this (demonstrates) and cut it up in no time and got it ready, but I couldn’t do it. I had to step on the head and pull it off if my husband wasn’t there to kill it.”
Feeding Our Families     Memories of Hoosier Homemakers

In the area  I live people expect the vegetables they buy in the supermarket to be  washed, when I was young  it was SOP to buy vegetables with dirt on them, and it was common  to wash them yourself.

I have walked along Alameda Creek levee for many years meeting a lot of people.   Everyone has a life,  a story or two to tell—there is always a difference “’tween the doin’ and the tellin’.”

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“The biggest challenge of the day is: how to bring about a revolution of the heart, a revolution that has to start with each one of us.”
Dorothy Day     Co-founder of Catholic Worker Movement

Is this what you do on a date? Or perhaps its mother and son, either one  . . .  Do you think this photograph intrudes on someone’s personal space? What is it that is intrusive perhaps that you would be uncomfortable if someone —a stranger?  your spouse? a professional situation at photo shot?

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“When I was a child, I remember butchering was quite a day. The neighbors were great to help people out and the women always came along.”
Feeding Our Families    Memories of Hoosier Homemakers

The path takes a turn, a stem  or a stope  and follows the water to down a  ways,  then turns right, goes behind the buildings  you see at the corner of Alverado-Niles Road and Decoto—there’s a Shell station with car wash on the corner,  an Indian grocery store and I do not remember what else.

In much of the world people ride bikes for transportation and use them for transport of goods, in my neighborhood they ride them for exercise and enjoyment.

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“We thought it was a great thing when we got far enough along that she would buy a butter mold. I remember ours had a carving  on the mold part, of a pineapple.  She would mold it and put it out on a plate, cover it up, and take it to the cellar until it was needed.”
Feeding Our Families    Memories of Hoosier Homemakers

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A mother  with her baby in the rain making a selfie with the baby facing her so the photograph will not show the baby’s face. This is why people are so interesting.

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When I was young I used to think, “Why do people do the things they do?”  Is there a cause,  some kind of a reason why?  Having done things in my life that I cannot understand why I did them, how can I be so presumptuous . . . to think I could understand things I know less about than my own experiences which I know more about and fail to understand . . .

painting by Janney

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. . . or maybe I did not know more about my own experiences and that is why I failed to understand.

Around and behind the west side of Sensoji is a little store,  Does it make a difference whether you see it close . . .

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or from a distance.  Do you think this photograph intrudes on someone’s personal space? Is there an “independent objective” standard for personal space? Is it how the other person feels?. . .

and how do you know how the other person feels?—because your “conscience”  is a common shared sense for empathy, compassion and remorse.

What happens when this “common sense” is abused?  Can it be abused for good as well as bad? or just for fun.

For me it was simply framing the woman’s face between the shelves through the front glass, nothing about who she is, how she feels or any wisdom she might have learned in her life.

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I wonder what it would be like to live next to a railroad  track, at least when the trains are on time there is a schedule  to your disruptions but I would not like be planning  my behavour around the schedule of a train.

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Houses amid hi-rises, wires, vending machines, and a temple  in Honjo, there are a lot of people Tokyo, land is valuable and expensive, What happens when temples or shrines need to sell their land to pay the bills?

Daily people walk by and walk through temples and shrines, daily they experience what it feels  to be Japanese. When many Japanese daily walk by a local temple they do not feel  the  differences  between the different “sects,”  its just being  Japanese.

 In the US religions are more focused on their differences and when there is a mix of religion and nationalism it is something used against other religions to further division. 

Houses in Tokyo.

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 In the US religions are more focused on their differences and when there is a mix of religion and nationalism it is something used against other religions to further division. 

These things used to be more important in my life, or  I liked to pretend they were more important in my life, as you can see smoking was important my in life THEN,

It was probably shortly after this that I quit,

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In that sense, without much sense,  or in sense  too often its only me, with my hands in my pockets and my camera in the shadows, standing on the side of the road  watching the parade go by.

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Zen i 4 pie

In the sun, still,
like a rock, the turtle,
passes me by.

Walking, along the creek were turtles, a symbol of  longevity and later Janney made this painting. 

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Along Alameda Creek, seeing Coyote Hills in the shorter distance, fortunately it runs right by my door like Highway 62 ran right by another door.

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I could like ordinary things, whether they happened or not, I can make them up in my  mind or I can remember them however  I want or at least while I am sleeping, listen to podcasts where random pieces of the broadcasts infiltrate my dreams.

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Would that be a violation of copyright law? Or appropriate misculturalization? Maybe just general disinformation.

Often I dream I am leaving somewhere by plane to return home, I am late, madly driving down streets I partially remember and sometimes just barely making  it to the plane—Only once did the plane actually land.

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Or I am late for my final exam, while walking up the street to the junior high I get lost, even though I remember clearly there were only two streets with one turn to navigate and if I do make it  to the school  I can not find the class room . . .

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Or I am on time but I do not know the answers because I did not attend a single class or read a single book.

Someone keeps reminding me that in a photograph the details are important, Who is it? What is it? why is it? When is it? and Where will the end begin? Without answers there is no reason for questions.

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And without questions there is no reason for answers—because Eve did not learn this basic lesson  or maybe she willfully refused to do as she was ordered, unable to control her personal desire for knowledge, we all have to suffer life?

Maybe the “suffering part” is just for the “True Believers.” The rest of us are thankful to for Eve getting us out of that place.

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“Did you ever buy “boughten” bread or was it always baked your own?”
“Yes, on Saturday. We baked bread everyday because there was six of us. Six children,  Mother and Dad made eight, and the hired man made nine.  . . .

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. . . But on Saturday Mother made butter to take to town and she always went with butter and she had customers that she delivered around to in different places.

And she’s say “Now we won’t make bread today, because I might not have time to get it all done before I had to leave.”

So she’d go to Gross’ Bakery, and at that time you could get six loaves all backed together. They weren’t separated: it was a one portion. It was a nickel a loaf  if you took just one loaf , but if you took all six of them they’d let you have them six loaves for a quarter.””

Feeding Our Families     Memories  of Hoosier Homemakers    from Hoosier Homemakers Through the Years , an oral history

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Transamerica building  in morning sunlight reflected off the Maritime Building windows.

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One of the problems with the abstract quality of words is when people stumble across  a group of words which create they confuse them as a reality.

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And while  words are the best we have for interpersonal practical communication,  Art is the best we have for  intrapersonal communication.

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Walking in my neighborhood  neither one seeks me out ..

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“The first three years we lived with my husband’s mother. She baked three pies every morning before breakfast. Just as regular as the morning came, she baked three pies. One for breakfast, one for dinner and one for supper, I threw out more pie when she was living than I baked after she was gone.”

Feeding Our Families     Memories  of Hoosier Homemakers    from Hoosier Homemakers Through the Years , an oral history

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“And you will marry a gunner good
And a proud gunner I’m sure he’ll be.
And the very first shot that e’er he’ll shoot
Will kill both my young son and me.”
The Great Selchie of Sule Skerry

Unwillful zensatiation

“In their traditional house, the Japanese have evolved a very special relationship between the home module and the surrounding public space, between “inside” and “outside.” For many Westerners a house is a thing, an object, or as the Bauhaus theorists defined it, a “machine for living.” But to the Japanese it is a context or rather a shifting set of smaller contexts within a larger one.”

Barrie B. Greenbie   Space and Spirit in Modern Japan 

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“Pine tree says Good Morning, ” painting by Janney Y Z

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I live a few houses away from the Alameda Creek Trail, its a levee which runs from  the bay into the Niles Canyon area. You can walk or bike either side for about 10 miles. Many  walk it regularly,  some everyday, its not unusual  to see people use these steps   for exercise repeatedly going up and down,

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There is an emptiness in the morning when the air is clean, and the sun rises over Mission Peak, like God’s  Reveille calling you to another day,

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It gives a meaning to the everyday lives of  people,

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With the “stay at home” guidelines, many people in this neighborhood are a little  restless, cabin fever,  but its only been about month or six weeks—Daruma sat in front of the wall at Shaolin and mediated for nine years.

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One  thing that has greatly increased along the path is the dog poop, The regulations are that people are supposed to pick up after their dog poops  and dispose of it “properly.” Free plastic bags are available for this purpose  at the Beard Road Staging area and probably at other locations along the trail.

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Most people do,  and then,  some just leave it, But over the past six weeks increasingly people have been picking the dog poop with the plastic bag, tying it up and leaving it by the side of the trail.

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People look different along the path, no one is required to look the same,

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Its also a place were  I like to fantasize, maybe its centuries ago like some European landscape  painting along a river, some buildings, fields, maybe skaters on a frozen river running through the center of a small village of houses with smoke billowing  from their chimneys  . . .

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Growing up I lived in areas which had a winter with cold, snow, ice,  warm coats, goulashes, different from Fremont which has a rainy season and a few months of “jacket weather.”

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Before the  concept of a “market economy”—something we have always taken for granted—was just emerging in Europe.

A market economy is an economic system in which economic decisions and the pricing of goods and services are guided by the interactions of a country’s individual citizens and businesses.
from Investopedia.com

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That is kind of a “biased ” definition in that  it wants to contrast a market economy  to a centrally controlled economy, you know, “ socialism.”  For a long time humans were mostly self sufficient, or in some sort of “relationship with varying degrees of “human bondage.”  Provide for yourself, or provide for someone else on their terms.

The “provide  for others who in turn provide for you” economy with a common division of labor was still developing. Human economic relationships were  very different then.

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When people do things they get better at it. Not every person is good at every thing, some people will be better than others at doing different things. Once humans are doing the things that enable them to survive, they do survive, and as they continue doing the things which enable them to survive they get better at it, and in the same period of time they can produce more than before, which means they make more than they need to survive. The magical ugly word, ”Surplus!!”

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Does this mean there are more things than people need? or maybe they also spend more time making the things better—competition,? technological change? whatever with a surplus  you have more than you need, or if you make a product better, you need customers who’ll appreciate  it by spending more money  and  you need a market  and an opportunity to sell int he market.

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What happens when things are produced that, everyone wants, or needs, everyone knows they are available but not everyone has access to them.  Maybe “wanting”  and “needing” are different things, and sometimes the economy kneeds people  to want things that are not necessary  even more than they want things that are necessary.

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Hagi, its subtle color is always changing  through use, just like outlives  and the  face we see in the mirror every day.

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Alligator told me he was Native American  and African-American. My mother was in a memory care facility for a few years where he was a regular entertainer.  He plays guitar, accordian, fiddle, banjo, harmonica and sings and dances around and gets close to people as he sings to them, and he performs songs by Hank, Dylan, Fats Waller, Sinatra, Beatles, Cajun and Zydeco, Blues, R&B. popular songs,  Johnny Cash,  Jimmy Rodgers, and more, and people feel good about themselves.

He is an amazing performer,  its never about him but about the audience—an audience where the common denominator was that they were in a memory care facility — he performs like the feeling I get when I hear Bob Dylans’s Mr Tambourine Man.

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“My dad’s a soldier blue
I’ll be a soldier, too
When I grow older you
Will see me rescue you
I’ll teach you this old song
So you can sing along
When I am dead and gone
The day won’t be so long”

Clap Clap     Piccolo Coro deli’Antoniano

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Could it be that the Empty Mind of Buddhism is like our memory of  before we were born and our memory of after we die.

Mushin (Japanese) or Wúxīn (Chinese)  by Janney Y Z

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Gate, gate 
paragate 
parasamgate 
Bodhi Svaha

From The Heart Sutra