RE : Spirituality ...

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Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033

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> Nisargadatta , " Mats " <hyl894t@> wrote:

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> > Yes, it's dangerous to live, you can actually die doing it!

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> To live is to die ... now.

 

 

 

Right Now!!?? but, but.......... " Please Mr. Custer...I dont want to

go! " (forward Ho!!)--aaww: Verne Larry

 

 

 

 

:-)

 

 

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling

From glen to glen, and down the mountain side

The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying

'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow

'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

 

And if you come, when all the flowers are dying

And I am dead, as dead I well may be

You'll come and find the place where I am lying

And kneel and say an " Ave " there for me.

 

And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me

And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be

If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me

I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

 

I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

 

 

 

 

Love you Dan.....and just for fun, the lyrics to Verne's song are

below.

 

........bob

 

 

Verne Larry's great tune:

 

That famous day in history the men of the 7th Cavalry went riding on)

(And from the rear a voice was heard)

(A brave you man with a trembling word rang loud and clear)

What am I doin' here??

 

Please Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go

Hey, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go

I had a dream last night about the comin' fight

Somebody yelled " attack! "

And there I stood with a arrow in my back.

 

Please Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go (forward Ho!!)--aaww

 

SPOKEN: Look at them bushes out there

They're moving and there's a injun behind every one

Hey, Mr. Custer-you mind if I be excused the rest of the afternoon?

HEY CHARLIE, DUCK YER HEAD!!

Hmm, you're a little bit late on that one, Charlie

Hooh, I bet that smarts!

 

(They were sure of victory, the men of the 7th Cavalry, as they rode

on)

 

(But then from the rear a voice was heard)

(That same brave voice with the trembling word rang loud and clear)

What am I doin' here??

 

Please Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go

Listen, Mr. Custer, please don't make me go

There's a redskin a'waitin' out there, just fixin to take my hair

A coward I've been called cuz I don't wanna wind up dead or bald

 

Please Mr. Custer, I don't wanna go (forward HO)--aaww

 

SPOKEN: I wonder what the injun word for friend is

Let's see-friend-- kemo sabe, that's it

KEMO SABE!, HEY OUT THERE-KEMO SABE!

Nope, that itn't it

Look at them durned injuns

They're runnin' around like a bunch of wild Indians-heh, heh, heh

Nah, this ain't no time for jokin'