Guest guest Posted May 28, 2005 Report Share Posted May 28, 2005 Nisargadatta , Pedsie2@a... wrote: >P: LOL! You are not going anywhere, you romantic sucker! >You have to die, my brave little chicken. Give all >those precious romantic dreams. Stefan the musician, >the artist, the mystic, the great soul! Nothing >but dreams. You're chicken meat. The pot is waiting! Yes, Pete, you say it right, just in a different tone. Behind the curtain there is the pot, already waiting. Tell me, how is your life... in front of the waiting pot? Common... hiding does not change your situation. S. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 28, 2005 Report Share Posted May 28, 2005 - Pedsie2 nisargadatta Friday, May 27, 2005 5:54 PM Dreamy Chicken Oh, what are those " last things " , and before what! Will this list of last things ever finish? I have dropped this list and then I have seen: The seeked was always here... including all those listed items. The list was the curtain between me and the simple truth. Now floating with the tide... breathing in and out, as required... hearing you, I wonder: to what unknown shores will it take me? Love Stefan P: LOL! You are not going anywhere, you romantic sucker! You have to die, my brave little chicken. Give all those precious romantic dreams. Stefan the musician, the artist, the mystic, the great soul! Nothing but dreams. You're chicken meat. The pot is waiting! Damn, Pete ROFL, our geese were cooked long before we met up with chef-boy-are-pete. How about Pete giving up chef Pete if I give up roseannadanna? Nah, too much fun, silly One, and it's fun with two or more to play. Even if one uses checker moves in chess. And there is no such thing as relative intelligence and relative beauty; -) Cause it's all relative--a relationship between I and Thou of One. My lovely Pete. a. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 28, 2005 Report Share Posted May 28, 2005 >P: LOL! You are not going anywhere, you romantic sucker! >You have to die, my brave little chicken. Give all >those precious romantic dreams. Stefan the musician, >the artist, the mystic, the great soul! Nothing >but dreams. You're chicken meat. The pot is waiting! Yes, Pete, you say it right, just in a different tone. Behind the curtain there is the pot, already waiting. Tell me, how is your life... in front of the waiting pot? Common... hiding does not change your situation. S. P: My life is ducky! No complains, no hopes. Every day gladly received and lived. A happy duck swimming in the boiling pot. How is your live, Stefan? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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