an old writer and his words

  • A CONVERSATION

    She said, “You’re breaking my heart,” as though it was a small twig which, stepped upon, splinters with a small pop, pieces flying in opposition, lost on the forest floor, waiting patiently for the next errant step to further subdivide until the bits are indistinguishable and slowly rot into the soil. I said, “My emotions…

    Lou Faber

  • SPEAKING IN TONGUES

    She said you should try astral projection.  I said I have tried transcendental meditation and even a bit of EST.  She said that biofeedback was better than most of the drugs she remembered using.  I said that tequila took far less practice if you could stand the inevitable hangover.  She said she thought that dying…

    Lou Faber

  • THREE CONVERSATIONS WITH BUDDHA

    I   How do you make an axe handle if you have no axe? Sharpen your mind.   II   How do you hear a tree fall in the forest if you are in the city? Turn a deaf ear.   III   How do you find the path to enlightenment if you have no…

    Lou Faber