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Jim George

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a handful of thai leaves

Brightly glows the living love force: from the smog-pinkened sun of south central Thailand, from the ancient cannons that fertilize the fields of Phetchaburi University, from the nostrils of the scarred bronze buddha as he's revived by peaceful patchouli smoke,

Jan. 28

To all the good friends that I've known, My experience in Thailand lately has not been remarkable. Phetchaburi, the city I live in, is the center of a large farming area. My university has one 9-story building and if you go the top of it, you look out on a view of rice-farms and palm trees for as far as the eye can see.

A Few Green Thoughts

As any thoughtful person can see, human activity has changed the world forever. Mastadons will never again wander over America; The tiger will never again rule the jungle. Nor are humans likely to give electricity back to the eels and the air back to the birds. Much of this change is for the worse. Instead of ever stampeding toward more powerful technologies, humans should have moved forward over eons, never out of hearing of nature's drumbeat, slowly learning the difficult dance of being both humane and civilized.

Dec. 11, 05

This morning, I woke up around noon to the song of a gecko outside my window. After showering, dressing, and taking a handful of vtamins and herbal supplements, I was off to the Phetchamnung, "the first diamond," to have breakfast. The propietor is an old woman with wrinkled but vital skin, still full of fight. She's an important ally of mine because she had an English menu made for me and also serves the best food in the area of the school where I teach. When I arrived here, I was feeling quite down and her rowdy, cheerful manner helped me.

dec. 13, 05

Hi Friend Aaron, Yeah, I never liked the Snowflake Festival very much; It baffles me why I went to so many. I'm sorry to hear about Valerie's father. I guess you can thank him for a little warmer scenery though.

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