Guest guest Posted March 5, 2004 Report Share Posted March 5, 2004 Who makes these changes?I shoot an arrow right It lands left.I ride after a deer and find myselfchased by a hog.I plot to get what I wantand end up in prison.I dig pits to trap othersand fall in.I would be suspiciousof what I want.~ Rumi/Barks, "The Book of Love"(Do good and disappear, and Mazel Tov tombstone toadie, To Me: really practice this til' This -- 'seek ye not, the fruits of thyactions' are unrationed and unrejectable -- Heckle & Jeckle hadbeyond fad for freedom-beaters, beakened most madly from theBeckonage Orphanage of I) (Acting out the subtle card-shark'd maneuvers to approve/prove to ourselves of our own validity and question answered importance, an augumentation of the original argument of En Halaq - Truth me, Truly!) (Like an original-copy, an Om-stoned buddhi-origami, flawlessly layered and persona-CD [compact dharma] player'd, D-minor and F-major, in the suppositionary position: D-u-F-ussly cosmic and mundane, anu-folded in unfathomably fashionable flights in fana-seas, ie and teehee-tainted, quaint baga-bagel'd, fuel & fire-dreggery, the Grappa of Gaia Ghosts, flame-throated in spirit-friendship crane-domain, friendship-seeking fevered, flashpoint of clarity fanned, AND, for this I came unto the world, Christ-fearless flight of thousands upon thousands, wa-wen and woo-wind in the winding river-bendagement, of blending, blent-bhava lent from Ava-tar'd bleeding freely and possibly zeal-y, a past and future fat-cat, sassy-strapped in suchness and soul-simpererability,'(i-u)ndefensively,' white upon white, clear into clear, positive-negative cancellation elation, intent intertwined with intent, often karma-copiously instilled with the "Boomerang Defense." Bhava-Babes often born to Boffo, banter in the Bitch-Kalification of "But, I want this," qualification. Kick-outtage of preferences for outcomes and allocation of Awe and Beauty to be exactly as we wish them to be...and there's the beetle beat-me bee in the bonnet that buzzes not in brevity, but rather in bold and bwaha braying-saying about "but, but, what about ME?" I boomerang my Blip-Blip Heart when I impart a wary-weary with woe and waaaa wisdom that charts the head-rolling path to "I laugh at the misfortunate misunderstandings of imaginary 'others, and in that Un-age-ability, I image-whip me and all I think I BE...Be I be a bone-brittle'd, bare-bemusement park that has nothing but Amusement to impart --- OneHeart in Hearty laughter at the gaga-gold-gladdened calf here, which we will not, cannot, ought not, kill, but rather, we suckle our samskaras like a succorific safe-haven-found comfort food....for You, from You, and there is only You to do all the bright-mind defining of what we think we are, who we think we be and more than me, there is That Which Sees in this sea of poetry, ad infinitum ala ad nauseum Necromancy. I am a night-critter of creature and habit. Dag-nab-it! I Am the drone of deities and dharma-trees, and what sees me is what is seeing the Seer in the simple pleasure of plucking up and out words and moments that are At-One-ment calling out sqib-like, "I Am Thee.""Say I Am You."LoveAlways,Mazie One-click access to Hotmail from any Web page – download MSN Toolbar now! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 5, 2004 Report Share Posted March 5, 2004 , "Mazie Lane" <sraddha54@h...> wrote: > Yeah, babe, I can dig it. I just posted something at Jerry's about Swami Z and Larry. To say it another way, you can't have one without the other. In laughter and tears, your friend Vicki. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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