Guest guest Posted May 2, 2006 Report Share Posted May 2, 2006 In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague restlessness.......a feeling that something isn't quite right. ...............a homesickness....a yearning for completeness. In still fewer........this stimulates a searching.......that can turn into an all consuming quest. Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. The truth may be read a thousand times......but somehow....a certain sequence of words combines with experience....... and something unspeakable begins to happen. Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. Something fits.......something makes perfect sense...and the understanding begins to percoate down through the known world. It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin to loose their opacity...and their edges. You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in the foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how very beautiful everything is. Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show through...and you start to see your original face ........smiling back. ..................and you wonder: " Why didn't I see This before? " The world turns inside out.....and everthing is exactly the same....but nothing is. By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is speaking to you. Does my voice sound familiar? It should. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 2, 2006 Report Share Posted May 2, 2006 --- toombaru2006 <lastrain a écrit : In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague restlessness.......a feeling that something isn't quite right. ...............a homesickness....a yearning for completeness. In still fewer........this stimulates a searching.......that can turn into an all consuming quest. Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. The truth may be read a thousand times......but somehow....a certain sequence of words combines with experience....... and something unspeakable begins to happen. Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. Something fits.......something makes perfect sense...and the understanding begins to percoate down through the known world. It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin to loose their opacity...and their edges. You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in the foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how very beautiful everything is. Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show through...and you start to see your original face ........smiling back. ..................and you wonder: " Why didn't I see This before? " The world turns inside out.....and everthing is exactly the same....but nothing is. By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is speaking to you. Does my voice sound familiar? It should. It does. Beautiful! ** If you do not wish to receive individual emails, to change your subscription, sign in with your ID and go to Edit My Groups: /mygroups?edit=1 Under the Message Delivery option, choose " No Email " for the Nisargadatta group and click on Save Changes. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 2, 2006 Report Share Posted May 2, 2006 > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague restlessness.......a > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for completeness. > > In still fewer........this stimulates a searching.......that can turn > into an all consuming quest. > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but somehow....a certain > sequence of words combines with experience....... and something > unspeakable begins to happen. > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > Something fits.......something makes perfect sense...and the > understanding begins to percoate down through the known world. > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin to loose their > opacity...and their edges. > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in the > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how very beautiful > everything is. > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show through...and > you start to see your original face ........smiling back. > > .................and you wonder: > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is exactly the same....but > nothing is. > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is speaking to you. > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > It should. the voice that has become " desaturated " of its content... the voice that is the speaking of speaking itself a voice that casts a gleam of what is not in what is a voice, like soft ash, that crumbles to nothing familiar? how can anything be familiar when everything is just this Bill Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige wrote: > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain a écrit : > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > restlessness.......a > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > completeness. > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > searching.......that can turn > into an all consuming quest. > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > somehow....a certain > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > something > unspeakable begins to happen. > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > sense...and the > understanding begins to percoate down through the > known world. > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > to loose their > opacity...and their edges. > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > the > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > very beautiful > everything is. > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > through...and > you start to see your original face ........smiling > back. > > .................and you wonder: > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > exactly the same....but > nothing is. > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > speaking to you. > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > It should. > > > It does. > Beautiful! I am your echo...... I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables to your blue skies in these words: I Love You hand written by the migratory patters of birds as they shadows upon the earth. ;-0 Ana > ** > > If you do not wish to receive individual emails, to > change your subscription, sign in with your ID > and go to Edit My Groups: > > /mygroups?edit=1 > > Under the Message Delivery option, choose " No Email " > for the Nisargadatta group and click on Save Changes. > > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> > wrote: > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > restlessness.......a > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > completeness. > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > searching.......that can turn > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > somehow....a certain > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > something > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > sense...and the > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > known world. > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > to loose their > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > the > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > very beautiful > > everything is. > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > through...and > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > back. > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > exactly the same....but > > nothing is. > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > speaking to you. > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > It should. > > > > > > It does. > > Beautiful! > > > > > I am your echo...... > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > hand written by the migratory patters of birds > as they shadows upon the earth. > > > ;-0 > Ana > ..........and each downward stroke of the wings leaves.......lingering in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... toombaru Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > restlessness.......a > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > completeness. > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > searching.......that can turn > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > somehow....a certain > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > something > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > sense...and the > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > known world. > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > to loose their > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > the > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > very beautiful > > > everything is. > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > through...and > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > back. > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > exactly the same....but > > > nothing is. > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > ;-0 > > Ana > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings leaves.......lingering > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > toombaru > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while alive? Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will ever renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic heart whispering.....Only Love. Ana *from Les Miserables. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 --- toombaru2006 <lastrain a écrit : Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> > wrote: > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > restlessness.......a > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > completeness. > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > searching.......that can turn > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > somehow....a certain > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > something > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > sense...and the > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > known world. > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > to loose their > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > the > > foothills.......and notice for the first time ......how > > very beautiful > > everything is. > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > through...and > > you start to see your original face .........smiling > > back. > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > exactly the same....but > > nothing is. > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > speaking to you. > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > It should. > > > > > > It does. > > Beautiful! > > > > > I am your echo...... > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > hand written by the migratory patters of birds > as they shadows upon the earth. > > > ;-0 > Ana > ..........and each downward stroke of the wings leaves.......lingering in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... toombaru ....after reading your post, I grabbed my moon stone sachel, and zoomed to the beach, soft foggy day, birds flying and screetching above my head, ocean throwing himself on the pebbles, my head fell...rolled in the sand, and took a bite at what it thought was heaven. Upside down is the world, no more edges, the wind filling my every pores, I forgot to only remember..... Where have I been? Patricia ** If you do not wish to receive individual emails, to change your subscription, sign in with your ID and go to Edit My Groups: /mygroups?edit=1 Under the Message Delivery option, choose " No Email " for the Nisargadatta group and click on Save Changes. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > something > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > sense...and the > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > to loose their > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > the > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > very beautiful > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > through...and > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > back. > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > leaves.......lingering > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while alive? > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will ever > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic heart > whispering.....Only Love. > > > Ana > > > *from Les Miserables. > thank you Ana beautiful Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, Nisargadatta writes: " billrishel " illusyn Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) Re: In a Few Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > something > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > sense...and the > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > to loose their > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > the > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > very beautiful > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > through...and > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > back. > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > leaves.......lingering > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while alive? > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will ever > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic heart > whispering.....Only Love. > > > Ana > > > *from Les Miserables. > thank you Ana beautiful How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying ego and the courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your fears onto anybody who talks about it. Phil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 Nisargadatta , ADHHUB wrote: > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, > Nisargadatta writes: > > " billrishel " illusyn > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > Re: In a Few > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > something > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > > to loose their > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > > the > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > > through...and > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > leaves.......lingering > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while alive? > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will ever > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic heart > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > thank you Ana > beautiful > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying ego and the > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your fears onto > anybody who talks about it. > > Phil > because your imaginations of me are false Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > something > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > sense...and the > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > to loose their > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > the > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > very beautiful > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > through...and > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > back. > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > leaves.......lingering > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while alive? > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will ever > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic heart > whispering.....Only Love. > > > Ana Thank you Ana, for your revolutionary profecy. Len Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 Nisargadatta , ADHHUB wrote: > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, > Nisargadatta writes: > > " billrishel " illusyn > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > Re: In a Few > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > something > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > > to loose their > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > > the > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > > through...and > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > leaves.......lingering > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while alive? > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will ever > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic heart > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > thank you Ana > beautiful > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying ego and the > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your fears onto > anybody who talks about it. > > Phil LOL! He just likes this kind of movies, because it helps him to forget himself. Len Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 3, 2006 Report Share Posted May 3, 2006 Nisargadatta , " lissbon2002 " <lissbon2002 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , ADHHUB@ wrote: > > > > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, > > Nisargadatta writes: > > > > " billrishel " illusyn@ > > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > > Re: In a Few > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia > <gdtige@> > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > > something > > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > > > to loose their > > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > > > the > > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > > > through...and > > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > > leaves.......lingering > > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while > alive? > > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will > ever > > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic > heart > > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > > > > thank you Ana > > beautiful > > > > > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying ego > and the > > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your > fears onto > > anybody who talks about it. > > > > Phil > > > LOL! > He just likes this kind of movies, because it helps him to forget > himself. > > Len as one can see.....you like your kind of movie in here.....and it will never help you out.....to forget yourself Marc > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 4, 2006 Report Share Posted May 4, 2006 In a message dated 5/3/2006 11:10:59 AM Pacific Daylight Time, Nisargadatta writes: " lissbon2002 " lissbon2002 Wed May 3, 2006 5:14am(PDT) Re: In a Few Nisargadatta , ADHHUB wrote: > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, > Nisargadatta writes: > > " billrishel " illusyn > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > Re: In a Few > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> wrote: > > > > --- In Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > something > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > > to loose their > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > > the > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > > through...and > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > leaves.......lingering > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while alive? > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will ever > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic heart > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > thank you Ana > beautiful > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying ego and the > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your fears onto > anybody who talks about it. > > Phil LOL! He just likes this kind of movies, because it helps him to forget himself. Len And that's the truth. If he can make himself believe that he has accomplished the destruction of ego, he never has to look at it. This is where the idea of 'no sense of self' comes from. He imagines that he experiences no sense of self even as he is responding to us, trying to insult, dismiss and discredit us and defend him'self'. It's totally absurd. Phil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 4, 2006 Report Share Posted May 4, 2006 In a message dated 5/3/2006 11:10:59 AM Pacific Daylight Time, Nisargadatta writes: " dennis_travis33 " dennis_travis33 Wed May 3, 2006 5:17am(PDT) Re: In a Few Nisargadatta , " lissbon2002 " <lissbon2002 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , ADHHUB@ wrote: > > > > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, > > Nisargadatta writes: > > > > " billrishel " illusyn@ > > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > > Re: In a Few > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > --- In Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia > <gdtige@> > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > > something > > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > > > to loose their > > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > > > the > > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > > > through...and > > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > > leaves.......lingering > > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while > alive? > > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will > ever > > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic > heart > > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > > > > thank you Ana > > beautiful > > > > > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying ego > and the > > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your > fears onto > > anybody who talks about it. > > > > Phil > > > LOL! > He just likes this kind of movies, because it helps him to forget > himself. > > Len as one can see.....you like your kind of movie in here.....and it will never help you out.....to forget yourself Marc The process of spiritual evolution isn't about pretending to forget yourself. It's about revealing the truth of the struggle to hold the illusion in place. Nobody here is enlightened, in spite of what their ego might want to think, and so everybody is actively engaged in the process of illusion creation. Illusion generators that " forget " that they are creating illusions and pretend to not be doing so, continue to experience their own illusions that go on happening in spite of their attempts to pretend they have nothing to do with it. You are the only reason you have not awakened. It only makes sense for you to look at why you have chosen to remain asleep. Not looking is part of that process of remaining asleep. Criticizing others who are looking is part of what keeps you from having to notice that you need to look. This is the purpose of this forum for you: to help you remain asleep. How ironic is that? Did you think that somebody else was keeping you from waking up? Phil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 4, 2006 Report Share Posted May 4, 2006 Nisargadatta , ADHHUB wrote: > > > In a message dated 5/3/2006 11:10:59 AM Pacific Daylight Time, > Nisargadatta writes: > > " lissbon2002 " lissbon2002 > Wed May 3, 2006 5:14am(PDT) > Re: In a Few > > Nisargadatta , ADHHUB@ wrote: > > > > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, > > Nisargadatta writes: > > > > " billrishel " illusyn@ > > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > > Re: In a Few > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > wrote: > > > > > > --- In Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia > <gdtige@> > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > > something > > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > > > to loose their > > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > > > the > > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > > > through...and > > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > > leaves.......lingering > > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while > alive? > > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will > ever > > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic > heart > > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > > > > thank you Ana > > beautiful > > > > > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying ego > and the > > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your > fears onto > > anybody who talks about it. > > > > Phil > > > LOL! > He just likes this kind of movies, because it helps him to forget > himself. > > Len > > > > And that's the truth. If he can make himself believe that he has > accomplished the destruction of ego, he never has to look at it. This is where the idea > of 'no sense of self' comes from. He imagines that he experiences no sense of > self even as he is responding to us, trying to insult, dismiss and discredit > us and defend him'self'. It's totally absurd. > > Phil There is no absurdity which ego cannot make into " truth " when it´s survival is at stake. The only thing ego cares about is itself. It´s funny though, he´s getting quite a lot of confronting comments, lately, so maybe there is some awareness of his fakeness coming to the surface? Len Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 4, 2006 Report Share Posted May 4, 2006 Nisargadatta , ADHHUB wrote: > > > In a message dated 5/3/2006 11:10:59 AM Pacific Daylight Time, > Nisargadatta writes: > > " dennis_travis33 " dennis_travis33 > Wed May 3, 2006 5:17am(PDT) > Re: In a Few > > Nisargadatta , " lissbon2002 " <lissbon2002@> > wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , ADHHUB@ wrote: > > > > > > > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, > > > Nisargadatta writes: > > > > > > " billrishel " illusyn@ > > > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > > > Re: In a Few > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " > <lastrain@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > --- In Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " > <anabebe57@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia > > <gdtige@> > > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > > > something > > > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > > > > to loose their > > > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > > > > the > > > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > > > > through...and > > > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > > > leaves.......lingering > > > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > > > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while > > alive? > > > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will > > ever > > > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean > of > > > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic > > heart > > > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > > > > > > > thank you Ana > > > beautiful > > > > > > > > > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying > ego > > and the > > > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your > > fears onto > > > anybody who talks about it. > > > > > > Phil > > > > > > LOL! > > He just likes this kind of movies, because it helps him to forget > > himself. > > > > Len > > > as one can see.....you like your kind of movie in here.....and it > will never help you out.....to forget yourself > > > > Marc > > > > The process of spiritual evolution isn't about pretending to forget > yourself. It's about revealing the truth of the struggle to hold the illusion in > place. Nobody here is enlightened, in spite of what their ego might want to > think, and so everybody is actively engaged in the process of illusion creation. > Illusion generators that " forget " that they are creating illusions and pretend > to not be doing so, continue to experience their own illusions that go on > happening in spite of their attempts to pretend they have nothing to do with it. > > You are the only reason you have not awakened. It only makes sense for you > to look at why you have chosen to remain asleep. Not looking is part of that > process of remaining asleep. Criticizing others who are looking is part of > what keeps you from having to notice that you need to look. This is the purpose > of this forum for you: to help you remain asleep. How ironic is that? Did > you think that somebody else was keeping you from waking up? > > Phil My guess is, that he thinks he´s woke up already. There is no better guarantee to stay asleep. Len Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 4, 2006 Report Share Posted May 4, 2006 Nisargadatta , " lissbon2002 " <lissbon2002 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , ADHHUB@ wrote: > > > > > > In a message dated 5/3/2006 11:10:59 AM Pacific Daylight Time, > > Nisargadatta writes: > > > > " dennis_travis33 " dennis_travis33@ > > Wed May 3, 2006 5:17am(PDT) > > Re: In a Few > > > > Nisargadatta , " lissbon2002 " > <lissbon2002@> > > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , ADHHUB@ wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight > Time, > > > > Nisargadatta writes: > > > > > > > > " billrishel " illusyn@ > > > > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > > > > Re: In a Few > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " > <anabebe57@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " > > <lastrain@> > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > --- In Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " > > <anabebe57@> > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia > > > <gdtige@> > > > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > > > > something > > > > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things > begin > > > > > > > > to loose their > > > > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you > rest......in > > > > > > > > the > > > > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first > time .....how > > > > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to > show > > > > > > > > through...and > > > > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > > > > leaves.......lingering > > > > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > > > > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all > its > > > > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while > > > alive? > > > > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, > will > > > ever > > > > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One > ocean > > of > > > > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the > cosmic > > > heart > > > > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > > > > > > > > > > thank you Ana > > > > beautiful > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love > destroying > > ego > > > and the > > > > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project > your > > > fears onto > > > > anybody who talks about it. > > > > > > > > Phil > > > > > > > > > LOL! > > > He just likes this kind of movies, because it helps him to > forget > > > himself. > > > > > > Len > > > > > > as one can see.....you like your kind of movie in here.....and it > > will never help you out.....to forget yourself > > > > > > > > Marc > > > > > > > > The process of spiritual evolution isn't about pretending to > forget > > yourself. It's about revealing the truth of the struggle to hold > the illusion in > > place. Nobody here is enlightened, in spite of what their ego > might want to > > think, and so everybody is actively engaged in the process of > illusion creation. > > Illusion generators that " forget " that they are creating illusions > and pretend > > to not be doing so, continue to experience their own illusions > that go on > > happening in spite of their attempts to pretend they have nothing > to do with it. > > > > You are the only reason you have not awakened. It only makes > sense for you > > to look at why you have chosen to remain asleep. Not looking is > part of that > > process of remaining asleep. Criticizing others who are looking is > part of > > what keeps you from having to notice that you need to look. This > is the purpose > > of this forum for you: to help you remain asleep. How ironic is > that? Did > > you think that somebody else was keeping you from waking up? > > > > Phil > > > My guess is, that he thinks he´s woke up already. > There is no better guarantee to stay asleep. > > Len ....the two ghosts in here.....in exchanging their common knowledge about what " enlightenment " is Not.... i think nothing about " enlightenment " .....only continue breathing and having some great fun in reading all this very deep spiritual messages.... Marc > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 4, 2006 Report Share Posted May 4, 2006 In a message dated 5/4/2006 8:37:09 AM Pacific Daylight Time, Nisargadatta writes: " lissbon2002 " lissbon2002 Thu May 4, 2006 5:47am(PDT) Re: In a Few Nisargadatta , ADHHUB wrote: > > > In a message dated 5/3/2006 11:10:59 AM Pacific Daylight Time, > Nisargadatta writes: > > " lissbon2002 " lissbon2002 > Wed May 3, 2006 5:14am(PDT) > Re: In a Few > > Nisargadatta , ADHHUB@ wrote: > > > > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, > > Nisargadatta writes: > > > > " billrishel " illusyn@ > > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > > Re: In a Few > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > wrote: > > > > > > --- In Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > --- In Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia > <gdtige@> > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > > something > > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > > > to loose their > > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > > > the > > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > > > through...and > > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > > leaves.......lingering > > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while > alive? > > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will > ever > > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean of > > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic > heart > > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > > > > thank you Ana > > beautiful > > > > > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying ego > and the > > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your > fears onto > > anybody who talks about it. > > > > Phil > > > LOL! > He just likes this kind of movies, because it helps him to forget > himself. > > Len > > > > And that's the truth. If he can make himself believe that he has > accomplished the destruction of ego, he never has to look at it. This is where the idea > of 'no sense of self' comes from. He imagines that he experiences no sense of > self even as he is responding to us, trying to insult, dismiss and discredit > us and defend him'self'. It's totally absurd. > > Phil There is no absurdity which ego cannot make into " truth " when it´s survival is at stake. The only thing ego cares about is itself. It´s funny though, he´s getting quite a lot of confronting comments, lately, so maybe there is some awareness of his fakeness coming to the surface? Len The same thought occurred to me, especially since some of his best clues are in his own comments. That's always a good sign. Phil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 4, 2006 Report Share Posted May 4, 2006 In a message dated 5/4/2006 8:37:09 AM Pacific Daylight Time, Nisargadatta writes: " lissbon2002 " lissbon2002 Thu May 4, 2006 5:50am(PDT) Re: In a Few Nisargadatta , ADHHUB wrote: > > > In a message dated 5/3/2006 11:10:59 AM Pacific Daylight Time, > Nisargadatta writes: > > " dennis_travis33 " dennis_travis33 > Wed May 3, 2006 5:17am(PDT) > Re: In a Few > > Nisargadatta , " lissbon2002 " <lissbon2002@> > wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , ADHHUB@ wrote: > > > > > > > > > In a message dated 5/2/2006 6:36:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time, > > > Nisargadatta writes: > > > > > > " billrishel " illusyn@ > > > Tue May 2, 2006 6:03pm(PDT) > > > Re: In a Few > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <anabebe57@> > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " > <lastrain@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > --- In Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " > <anabebe57@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia > > <gdtige@> > > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- toombaru2006 <lastrain@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In a few.......the understanding starts as a vague > > > > > > > restlessness.......a > > > > > > > feeling that something isn't quite right. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ..............a homesickness....a yearning for > > > > > > > completeness. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > In still fewer........this stimulates a > > > > > > > searching.......that can turn > > > > > > > into an all consuming quest. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Barns and Nobel begins to send cards every Christmas. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The truth may be read a thousand times......but > > > > > > > somehow....a certain > > > > > > > sequence of words combines with experience....... and > > > > > > > something > > > > > > > unspeakable begins to happen. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Little explosions...that can't quite be articulated. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Something fits.......something makes perfect > > > > > > > sense...and the > > > > > > > understanding begins to percoate down through the > > > > > > > known world. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It seems to desaturate the dream......and things begin > > > > > > > to loose their > > > > > > > opacity...and their edges. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > You smell the campfires of Home......you rest......in > > > > > > > the > > > > > > > foothills.......and notice for the first time .....how > > > > > > > very beautiful > > > > > > > everything is. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Mysteriously......... The Natural World begins to show > > > > > > > through...and > > > > > > > you start to see your original face ........smiling > > > > > > > back. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .................and you wonder: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " Why didn't I see This before? " > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The world turns inside out.....and everthing is > > > > > > > exactly the same....but > > > > > > > nothing is. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > By Now.........You are starting to realize Who is > > > > > > > speaking to you. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Does my voice sound familiar? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It should. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It does. > > > > > > > Beautiful! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > I am your echo...... > > > > > > > > > > > > I am a rich dark soil, I speak in parables > > > > > > to your blue skies in these words: I Love You > > > > > > hand written by the migratory patterns of birds > > > > > > as they leave shadows upon the earth. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ;-0 > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........and each downward stroke of the wings > > > > leaves.......lingering > > > > > in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple...... > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " To love one another is to see the face of God. " * > > > > > > > > Only Love will absolutely destroy the separate ego in all its > > > > earthly manifestations. Are we brave enough to die while > > alive? > > > > Only This small continuous Death, this backward glance, will > > ever > > > > renew who I Am, the eternal river flowing into the One ocean > of > > > > Life, in This we evaporate, a Silent breath unto the cosmic > > heart > > > > whispering.....Only Love. > > > > > > > > > > > > Ana > > > > > > > > > > > > *from Les Miserables. > > > > > > > > > > thank you Ana > > > beautiful > > > > > > > > > > > > How can it be beautiful to you? It talks about love destroying > ego > > and the > > > courage to die to ego. It doesn't say ignore ego and project your > > fears onto > > > anybody who talks about it. > > > > > > Phil > > > > > > LOL! > > He just likes this kind of movies, because it helps him to forget > > himself. > > > > Len > > > as one can see.....you like your kind of movie in here.....and it > will never help you out.....to forget yourself > > > > Marc > > > > The process of spiritual evolution isn't about pretending to forget > yourself. It's about revealing the truth of the struggle to hold the illusion in > place. Nobody here is enlightened, in spite of what their ego might want to > think, and so everybody is actively engaged in the process of illusion creation. > Illusion generators that " forget " that they are creating illusions and pretend > to not be doing so, continue to experience their own illusions that go on > happening in spite of their attempts to pretend they have nothing to do with it. > > You are the only reason you have not awakened. It only makes sense for you > to look at why you have chosen to remain asleep. Not looking is part of that > process of remaining asleep. Criticizing others who are looking is part of > what keeps you from having to notice that you need to look. This is the purpose > of this forum for you: to help you remain asleep. How ironic is that? Did > you think that somebody else was keeping you from waking up? > > Phil My guess is, that he thinks he´s woke up already. There is no better guarantee to stay asleep. Len Something that's really good for us to notice is that ego's day to day games are child's play compared to the devious sophistication of an ego that's threatened with permanent annihilation. I see some extremely sophisticated routines and that's why I feel like I need to stay vigilant. Phil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 5, 2006 Report Share Posted May 5, 2006 >SNIP< Unto the question: " How can it be beautiful to you? " " I Love You hand written by the migratory patterns of birds as they leave shadows upon the earth. " " and each downward stroke of the wings leaves.......lingering in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple " . I've seen both of the above glorious and tear begetting schticks done, most beautifully, as passing vignettes in a Pixar cartoon created with computer graphics and the talents of the gurus of animation in the new Millenium Disneyworld Hollywood. Causing tears of schmalziness yes, but delivering a lot of laughs in the total message. Experiencing no sense of self, but defending my ego's right to an ego, I remain, the one and only....... ......bob > [NON-ENLIGHTENED portions of this message have been removed] > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 5, 2006 Report Share Posted May 5, 2006 Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111 wrote: > > >SNIP< > > > Unto the question: " How can it be beautiful to you? " > > " I Love You hand written by the migratory patterns of birds as > they leave shadows upon the earth. " > > " and each downward stroke of the wings leaves.......lingering in the > cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple " . > > I've seen both of the above glorious and tear begetting schticks > done, most beautifully, as passing vignettes in a Pixar cartoon > created with computer graphics and the talents of the gurus of > animation in the new Millenium Disneyworld Hollywood. Causing tears > of schmalziness yes, but delivering a lot of laughs in the total > message. > > Experiencing no sense of self, but defending my ego's right to an > ego, I remain, the one and only....... > ......bob > Mickymouse?.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 5, 2006 Report Share Posted May 5, 2006 Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111 wrote: > > >SNIP< > > > Unto the question: " How can it be beautiful to you? " > > " I Love You hand written by the migratory patterns of birds as > they leave shadows upon the earth. " > > " and each downward stroke of the wings leaves.......lingering in the > cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple " . > > I've seen both of the above glorious and tear begetting schticks > done, most beautifully, as passing vignettes in a Pixar cartoon > created with computer graphics and the talents of the gurus of > animation in the new Millenium Disneyworld Hollywood. Causing tears > of schmalziness yes, but delivering a lot of laughs in the total > message. > > Experiencing no sense of self, but defending my ego's right to an > ego, I remain, the one and only....... > ......bob > ......Mickeymouse Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 5, 2006 Report Share Posted May 5, 2006 In a message dated 5/5/2006 9:13:41 AM Pacific Daylight Time, Nisargadatta writes: " roberibus111 " Roberibus111 Fri May 5, 2006 3:39am(PDT) Re: In a Few >SNIP< Unto the question: " How can it be beautiful to you? " " I Love You hand written by the migratory patterns of birds as they leave shadows upon the earth. " " and each downward stroke of the wings leaves.......lingering in the cold clear air........a heart shaped ripple " . I've seen both of the above glorious and tear begetting schticks done, most beautifully, as passing vignettes in a Pixar cartoon created with computer graphics and the talents of the gurus of animation in the new Millenium Disneyworld Hollywood. Causing tears of schmalziness yes, but delivering a lot of laughs in the total message. Experiencing no sense of self, but defending my ego's right to an ego, I remain, the one and only....... .......bob > [NON-ENLIGHTENED portions of this message have been removed] > Hehe. I acknowledge your ego rights and appreciate the omission of the non-enlightened portions. Phil Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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