from an infinite quantum environment retaining its connection to
other potential universes. Through observation (what you see is what
you get), it is possible to travel to other times in many worlds.
This book is about that vision, transformation, and crossover; the
persistence of mind (M), and the role and nature of God. It is a
metaphysical, philosophical, and theological adventure
into worlds more curious than Alice’s, and way more empowering. The
energizing pair are more pixie wise than Father Brown, and more
always-a-jump-ahead than Alan Watts. Hey, Jack’s a rabbit! and friend
Gray’s a natural nut-buster.
postmodern nephew. Grand as that gentleman was, Jack’s got him beat,
because this book is kid brother to the author’s more “grown up”
(Very Serious) Deconstructing Zen and other works. Come one, come
all, to his playground.
And why Deconstructor pities those thinking the purpose is
philosophical, literary, or political agenda. Go through the tunnel
to find the ballpark’s secret diamond and elegant dance, and listen
to Lady Bluebird. Learn what the gym tells about your wheel of
body-mind. The Woman on the bike gets it! She so well shows Jack and
Gray how it’s done that you, too, may fall for her.
find,” but there’s no missing the most Flower since Little
Prince. Along the way you’ll meet relatives and neighbors, and get
more out of Margarita than Jimmy Buffet ever has. You’ll meet Shiva
and Punchinello, Higgs and the Ferryman. In the oak grove of a
different forest, you may hear Elie Wiesel’s rebbe, the one who knows
“only the story” and that “this must suffice.”
to the other shore. Just don’t rush it, as I did first time through.
(Gorging on rich nourishment yields indigestion.) Take it easy, one
bite at a time. It won’t ever wear out, and you’ll be in great company. “
Stephen M. Johnson
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“How about that flower over there?” replied Gray. “She’s so pretty.”
“I don’t follow any rules,” said Flower. “I am simply beautiful.”
“We understand,” responded Jack and Gray.
“Funbuster wants to symbolize me into names and categories. He frightens me.”
“Don’t worry little flower, we’ll protect you,” asserted Jack.
“Funbuster won’t hurt you because he’ll never know you,” declared Jack.
“Reassured, Flower waved and nodded in the breeze.
“When left alone she brings so much joy,” said Gray.
“But to see her image as an artist increases the pleasure,” claimed Jack.
“Yes, you can look at her like a photograph.”
“Or, she can be an ever-changing impression.”
“Or, her realistic image can be changed for other worlds.”
“Then our little flower brings happiness everywhere,” they agreed. “No wonder she is so much loved.”
“What are you doing to me?” asked Flower nervously.
“Showing you off,” they answered.
“Oh I adore that,” she replied. “I would like to be everyone’s friend and lover.”
“Now that is total beauty,” touted Jack.
“Funbuster thinks I’m vain,” said Flower.
“You tell the truth. He lies!” exclaimed Gray.
“How does he lie?”
“He sees flowers, not the flower. That idea eludes him.”
“You, your source, your image.”
“Poor fellow,” said Flower.
“Ergo, he ends up chasing facts promoting them as truth,” concluded Jack.
“What should I do then?” inquired Flower.
“Simply be yourself so we and other worlds can enjoy you,” responded Jack Rabbit and Gray Squirrel.
This made Flower very happy.
University, New Jersey. His published works include metaphysics,
poetry, inter-disciplinary studies, and literary criticism.