How to reach Nirvana

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The man in the carriage is actually Britain's King Edward, rendered by Walter Sickert, and the rendition of Zeus is via Raphael.  For the visitors from Sam's vlog, who will be hopefully scrolling down after tomorrow's post, this is the art Sam referred to. I take one painting from one artist, and combine it with another painting from another artist. I call it "Hy-Art," the Hy standing for Hybrid. (My slogan should be "it's not just a car anymore.")  If you would like to see more of it, scroll down and/or click on the banner above and visit my store www.makemarc.etsy.com  (feel free to browse, no pressure!) or visit my website, www.marcolmsted.com, where you can also read/see a lot of arted poetry.

My new car is not a hybrid, but it is a Honda, and it sure is nice to see how slowly the needle is inching down on the gas gauge.  I also discovered the route to instant nirvana this morning, which actually seems to be what HRM is experiencing in the Hy-Art, although in a carriage.

1) Pull out of your apartment parking space, at the end of a long driveway bordered by a concrete wall.

2) Decide you're too close to the wall and stop.  For some reason, wonder if that sound you heard was the sound of scrapage against the wall.  Utter several expletives.

3) Drive to your destination, in a state of prayer that your car is okay, and self-loathing for possibly marking up your brand new car that was actually bought by someone else.

4) Reach your destination, get out of the car, and see that there isn't a mark on it. Conclude it must have been the sound of gravel on the tires when you stopped.

5) Experience nirvana.

This ecstatic feeling was solidified by seeing a handmade flier posted on a telephone pole that informed the reader that a set of keys had been found there and had been turned into a local Ralph's.  If everyone in the world was that considerate, I am absolutely certain there would be no war.

MCO 2008

 

3 Comments

LOL! I don't know if it's a typo or a directive, but the title for this entry is sending me into giddy laughter. Should I use a garden hoe or should I under take a lifestyle change that involves standing on street corners? Technically, the street vernacular for a lady of the evening doesn't have an "e" on the end but the meaning works in the context of the phrase. Whatever the intent, I'm glad that your car is not scarred.

As always, I enjoyed the Hy-Art. King Edward does look quite blissful.

All I'm saying is that "Hoe to Nirvana" is a lot funnier.

Okay, I meant, "Hoe to Reach Nirvana."