Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 In a message dated 12/29/2005 3:53:09 AM Pacific Standard Time, nli10u writes: Pray Tell, What Is Real > What pray tell is real? > Take the sun from the sky and know darkness > Put it in your pants pocket, > Catch fire and light. > > Pluck the moon from heaven, > Swallow > And see if you glow or silver in your > Spaces of emptiness > > Let the stars fall into your open hands > And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes > Pass this carefully to your loved ones > Like wands of sparklers > > Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks > Owls and bats give meaning to flights > Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love > Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. > > Oh Lord God Of My Being > You will never know who you truly are, > For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, > Or navigated my rivers..... > > > > > Ana > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 In a message dated 12/29/2005 4:44:41 AM Pacific Standard Time, anders_lindman writes: > Subj: Re: Pray Tell What Is Real? > 12/29/2005 4:44:41 AM Pacific Standard Time > anders_lindman > Reply-to: Nisargadatta > Nisargadatta > Sent from the Internet > > > > Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > > >What pray tell is real? > >Take the sun from the sky and know darkness > >Put it in your pants pocket, > >Catch fire and light. > > > >Pluck the moon from heaven, > >Swallow > >And see if you glow or silver in your > >Spaces of emptiness > > > >Let the stars fall into your open hands > >And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes > >Pass this carefully to your loved ones > >Like wands of sparklers > > > >Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks > >Owls and bats give meaning to flights > >Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love > >Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. > > > >Oh Lord God Of My Being > >You will never know who you truly are, > >For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, > >Or navigated my rivers..... > > > > > > > > > >Ana > > > > I must criticize you here, don't get angry with me, but when you say > " loved ones " , then that is a fragmentation, a state of conflict, of > non-peace. The " me " and " my loved ones " is an ego-trip. And that is > fine if you want to live in conflict, but you will never find peace > that way. If you can say " my loved ones " and yet have inner peace, > total inner peace, then what I have written here is mis-critique, but > I suspect if you really have inner peace, then there are no fixed > persons who are " loved ones " as objects. Life is a process, a dynamic > process, and the intellect wants every thing to be final, but that is > a very mechanical view of life. So " loved ones " may soud mushy and > lovely, but is really a statement made by the mechanical intellect. > > al. > > > Hi Al, I suppose you are correct in a way. I don't think it is a statement made by the mechanical intellect, which is itself process, and life, and not mechanical. But, remember please, It is just a poem, just a poem, just a poem. Don't take it too literally or seriously, It's written for your delight and enjoyment, Take it as that. Larry E www.epston.com > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 In a message dated 12/29/2005 6:06:35 AM Pacific Standard Time, anders_lindman writes: > Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > > > > >What pray tell is real? > > >Take the sun from the sky and know darkness > > >Put it in your pants pocket, > > >Catch fire and light. > > > > > >Pluck the moon from heaven, > > >Swallow > > >And see if you glow or silver in your > > >Spaces of emptiness > > > > > >Let the stars fall into your open hands > > >And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes > > >Pass this carefully to your loved ones > > >Like wands of sparklers > > > > > >Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks > > >Owls and bats give meaning to flights > > >Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love > > >Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. > > > > > >Oh Lord God Of My Being > > >You will never know who you truly are, > > >For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, > > >Or navigated my rivers..... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > >Ana > > > > > > > I must criticize you here, don't get angry with me, but when you say > > " loved ones " , then that is a fragmentation, a state of conflict, of > > non-peace. The " me " and " my loved ones " is an ego-trip. And that is > > fine if you want to live in conflict, but you will never find peace > > that way. If you can say " my loved ones " and yet have inner peace, > > total inner peace, then what I have written here is mis-critique, but > > I suspect if you really have inner peace, then there are no fixed > > persons who are " loved ones " as objects. Life is a process, a dynamic > > process, and the intellect wants every thing to be final, but that is > > a very mechanical view of life. So " loved ones " may soud mushy and > > lovely, but is really a statement made by the mechanical intellect. > > > > al. > > > > ah, so I hear what is real to Al. Ah, so, it is so.. > > > > > > Peace is Love > > and Love is Light > > and Light is All There Is. > > > > Ana > > > > Light is seen in relation to darkness. Darkness has the vibration of > zero. Light has the vibration above zero. > > al. You're really pushing it al. In poetry, light is like an elephant flying into a wave, In poetry, darkness, is like a heart on fire with bright flames. Physics is one thing, poetry is another. Larry Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 In a message dated 12/29/2005 6:10:23 AM Pacific Standard Time, anders_lindman writes: > Yes, but one has to be a bit obstinate sometimes and play the role of > deconstructor (even if it only one's own mind that is being taken > apart). > > al. > Is that the only thing you can do with your brain? To pick apart a poem? And, just because it is your own mind, is that an excuse? Larry Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 You are a nice guy, Al Larry Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 What pray tell is real? Take the sun from the sky and know darkness Put it in your pants pocket, Catch fire and light. Pluck the moon from heaven, Swallow And see if you glow or silver in your Spaces of emptiness Let the stars fall into your open hands And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes Pass this carefully to your loved ones Like wands of sparklers Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks Owls and bats give meaning to flights Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. Oh Lord God Of My Being You will never know who you truly are, For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, Or navigated my rivers..... Ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > What pray tell is real? > Take the sun from the sky and know darkness > Put it in your pants pocket, > Catch fire and light. > > Pluck the moon from heaven, > Swallow > And see if you glow or silver in your > Spaces of emptiness > > Let the stars fall into your open hands > And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes > Pass this carefully to your loved ones > Like wands of sparklers > > Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks > Owls and bats give meaning to flights > Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love > Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. > > Oh Lord God Of My Being > You will never know who you truly are, > For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, > Or navigated my rivers..... > > > > > Ana > I must criticize you here, don't get angry with me, but when you say " loved ones " , then that is a fragmentation, a state of conflict, of non-peace. The " me " and " my loved ones " is an ego-trip. And that is fine if you want to live in conflict, but you will never find peace that way. If you can say " my loved ones " and yet have inner peace, total inner peace, then what I have written here is mis-critique, but I suspect if you really have inner peace, then there are no fixed persons who are " loved ones " as objects. Life is a process, a dynamic process, and the intellect wants every thing to be final, but that is a very mechanical view of life. So " loved ones " may soud mushy and lovely, but is really a statement made by the mechanical intellect. al. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > > - > anders_lindman > Nisargadatta > Thursday, December 29, 2005 7:36 AM > Re: Pray Tell What Is Real? > > > Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > > > What pray tell is real? > > Take the sun from the sky and know darkness > > Put it in your pants pocket, > > Catch fire and light. > > > > Pluck the moon from heaven, > > Swallow > > And see if you glow or silver in your > > Spaces of emptiness > > > > Let the stars fall into your open hands > > And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes > > Pass this carefully to your loved ones > > Like wands of sparklers > > > > Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks > > Owls and bats give meaning to flights > > Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love > > Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. > > > > Oh Lord God Of My Being > > You will never know who you truly are, > > For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, > > Or navigated my rivers..... > > > > > > > > > > Ana > > > > I must criticize you here, don't get angry with me, but when you say > " loved ones " , then that is a fragmentation, a state of conflict, of > non-peace. The " me " and " my loved ones " is an ego-trip. And that is > fine if you want to live in conflict, but you will never find peace > that way. If you can say " my loved ones " and yet have inner peace, > total inner peace, then what I have written here is mis-critique, but > I suspect if you really have inner peace, then there are no fixed > persons who are " loved ones " as objects. Life is a process, a dynamic > process, and the intellect wants every thing to be final, but that is > a very mechanical view of life. So " loved ones " may soud mushy and > lovely, but is really a statement made by the mechanical intellect. > > al. > > ah, so I hear what is real to Al. Ah, so, it is so.. > > > Peace is Love > and Love is Light > and Light is All There Is. > > Ana > Light is seen in relation to darkness. Darkness has the vibration of zero. Light has the vibration above zero. al. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 Nisargadatta , epston@a... wrote: > > In a message dated 12/29/2005 4:44:41 AM Pacific Standard Time, > anders_lindman writes: > > > Subj: Re: Pray Tell What Is Real? > > 12/29/2005 4:44:41 AM Pacific Standard Time > > anders_lindman > > Reply-to: Nisargadatta > > Nisargadatta > > Sent from the Internet > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > > > > >What pray tell is real? > > >Take the sun from the sky and know darkness > > >Put it in your pants pocket, > > >Catch fire and light. > > > > > >Pluck the moon from heaven, > > >Swallow > > >And see if you glow or silver in your > > >Spaces of emptiness > > > > > >Let the stars fall into your open hands > > >And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes > > >Pass this carefully to your loved ones > > >Like wands of sparklers > > > > > >Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks > > >Owls and bats give meaning to flights > > >Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love > > >Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. > > > > > >Oh Lord God Of My Being > > >You will never know who you truly are, > > >For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, > > >Or navigated my rivers..... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > >Ana > > > > > > > I must criticize you here, don't get angry with me, but when you say > > " loved ones " , then that is a fragmentation, a state of conflict, of > > non-peace. The " me " and " my loved ones " is an ego-trip. And that is > > fine if you want to live in conflict, but you will never find peace > > that way. If you can say " my loved ones " and yet have inner peace, > > total inner peace, then what I have written here is mis-critique, but > > I suspect if you really have inner peace, then there are no fixed > > persons who are " loved ones " as objects. Life is a process, a dynamic > > process, and the intellect wants every thing to be final, but that is > > a very mechanical view of life. So " loved ones " may soud mushy and > > lovely, but is really a statement made by the mechanical intellect. > > > > al. > > > > > > Hi Al, > > I suppose you are correct in a way. > I don't think it is a statement made by the mechanical intellect, > which is itself process, and life, and not mechanical. > But, remember please, > It is just a poem, just a poem, just a poem. > Don't take it too literally or seriously, > It's written for your delight and enjoyment, > Take it as that. > > Larry E > www.epston.com > Yes, but one has to be a bit obstinate sometimes and play the role of deconstructor (even if it only one's own mind that is being taken apart). al. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 Nisargadatta , epston@a... wrote: > > In a message dated 12/29/2005 6:06:35 AM Pacific Standard Time, > anders_lindman writes: > > > Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > > > > > > >What pray tell is real? > > > >Take the sun from the sky and know darkness > > > >Put it in your pants pocket, > > > >Catch fire and light. > > > > > > > >Pluck the moon from heaven, > > > >Swallow > > > >And see if you glow or silver in your > > > >Spaces of emptiness > > > > > > > >Let the stars fall into your open hands > > > >And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes > > > >Pass this carefully to your loved ones > > > >Like wands of sparklers > > > > > > > >Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks > > > >Owls and bats give meaning to flights > > > >Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love > > > >Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. > > > > > > > >Oh Lord God Of My Being > > > >You will never know who you truly are, > > > >For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, > > > >Or navigated my rivers..... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > >Ana > > > > > > > > > > I must criticize you here, don't get angry with me, but when you say > > > " loved ones " , then that is a fragmentation, a state of conflict, of > > > non-peace. The " me " and " my loved ones " is an ego-trip. And that is > > > fine if you want to live in conflict, but you will never find peace > > > that way. If you can say " my loved ones " and yet have inner peace, > > > total inner peace, then what I have written here is mis-critique, but > > > I suspect if you really have inner peace, then there are no fixed > > > persons who are " loved ones " as objects. Life is a process, a dynamic > > > process, and the intellect wants every thing to be final, but that is > > > a very mechanical view of life. So " loved ones " may soud mushy and > > > lovely, but is really a statement made by the mechanical intellect. > > > > > > al. > > > > > > ah, so I hear what is real to Al. Ah, so, it is so.. > > > > > > > > > Peace is Love > > > and Love is Light > > > and Light is All There Is. > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > Light is seen in relation to darkness. Darkness has the vibration of > > zero. Light has the vibration above zero. > > > > al. > > You're really pushing it al. > In poetry, light is like an elephant flying into a wave, > In poetry, darkness, is like a heart on fire with bright flames. > Physics is one thing, poetry is another. > > Larry > > Ok, I hear you Larry. I am almost turning into a troll! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 Nisargadatta , epston@a... wrote: > > In a message dated 12/29/2005 6:10:23 AM Pacific Standard Time, > anders_lindman writes: > > > Yes, but one has to be a bit obstinate sometimes and play the role of > > deconstructor (even if it only one's own mind that is being taken > > apart). > > > > al. > > > Is that the only thing you can do with your brain? To pick apart a poem? > And, just because it is your own mind, is that an excuse? > > Larry > I guess picking apart one's mind on the Internet is somewhat like picking one's nose in public. I agree taking one word/phrase out of context is a bit out of order. al. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 29, 2005 Report Share Posted December 29, 2005 Nisargadatta , epston@a... wrote: > > You are a nice guy, Al > > Larry > > > ....maybe you could try out with a nice (love) poem to Al ....even if nobody will understand the real meaning of... lol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 30, 2005 Report Share Posted December 30, 2005 In a message dated 12/29/2005 10:16:08 AM Pacific Standard Time, Nisargadatta writes: " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u Pray Tell What Is Real? What pray tell is real? Take the sun from the sky and know darkness Put it in your pants pocket, Catch fire and light. Pluck the moon from heaven, Swallow And see if you glow or silver in your Spaces of emptiness Let the stars fall into your open hands And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes Pass this carefully to your loved ones Like wands of sparklers Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks Owls and bats give meaning to flights Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. Oh Lord God Of My Being You will never know who you truly are, For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, Or navigated my rivers..... Ana That's beautiful, Ana. Phil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 30, 2005 Report Share Posted December 30, 2005 In a message dated 12/29/2005 10:16:08 AM Pacific Standard Time, Nisargadatta writes: epston Re: Pray Tell What Is Real? In a message dated 12/29/2005 6:06:35 AM Pacific Standard Time, anders_lindman writes: > Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u@c...> wrote: > > > > > >What pray tell is real? > > >Take the sun from the sky and know darkness > > >Put it in your pants pocket, > > >Catch fire and light. > > > > > >Pluck the moon from heaven, > > >Swallow > > >And see if you glow or silver in your > > >Spaces of emptiness > > > > > >Let the stars fall into your open hands > > >And reflect the light of awareness in your eyes > > >Pass this carefully to your loved ones > > >Like wands of sparklers > > > > > >Let the nightfall on raven wings as nighthawks > > >Owls and bats give meaning to flights > > >Begin the day with a kiss to someone you love > > >Before the last act of contrition on your earthly sojourn. > > > > > >Oh Lord God Of My Being > > >You will never know who you truly are, > > >For I have never seen the ocean,,,,, > > >Or navigated my rivers..... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > >Ana > > > > > > > I must criticize you here, don't get angry with me, but when you say > > " loved ones " , then that is a fragmentation, a state of conflict, of > > non-peace. The " me " and " my loved ones " is an ego-trip. And that is > > fine if you want to live in conflict, but you will never find peace > > that way. If you can say " my loved ones " and yet have inner peace, > > total inner peace, then what I have written here is mis-critique, but > > I suspect if you really have inner peace, then there are no fixed > > persons who are " loved ones " as objects. Life is a process, a dynamic > > process, and the intellect wants every thing to be final, but that is > > a very mechanical view of life. So " loved ones " may soud mushy and > > lovely, but is really a statement made by the mechanical intellect. > > > > al. > > > > ah, so I hear what is real to Al. Ah, so, it is so.. > > > > > > Peace is Love > > and Love is Light > > and Light is All There Is. > > > > Ana > > > > Light is seen in relation to darkness. Darkness has the vibration of > zero. Light has the vibration above zero. > > al. You're really pushing it al. In poetry, light is like an elephant flying into a wave, In poetry, darkness, is like a heart on fire with bright flames. Physics is one thing, poetry is another. Larry So, God is actually an elephant flying into a wave?.......Who knew?! Oops! forgot. Poetic license.......Quite right.......:::::: Shutting up now and going back to my corner. ::::: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 30, 2005 Report Share Posted December 30, 2005 In a message dated 12/29/2005 10:16:08 AM Pacific Standard Time, Nisargadatta writes: epston Fwd: Re: Pray Tell What Is Real? In a message dated 12/29/2005 6:10:23 AM Pacific Standard Time, anders_lindman writes: > Yes, but one has to be a bit obstinate sometimes and play the role of > deconstructor (even if it only one's own mind that is being taken > apart). > > al. > Is that the only thing you can do with your brain? To pick apart a poem? And, just because it is your own mind, is that an excuse? Larry Possibly, AL needs no excuse to put one foot in front of the other as we all do. This universe is quite big enough for the beauty of Ana's words AND AL's considered thoughts about those words. Phil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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