Guest guest Posted June 8, 2006 Report Share Posted June 8, 2006 Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " pliantheart " <pliantheart@> > wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor Patricia <gdtige@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > --- pliantheart <pliantheart@> a écrit : > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " > > > > <lastrain@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " pliantheart " > > > > <pliantheart@> > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > <snip> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Techniques to relieve stress is > > > > like sewing with > > > > scissors. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > neither scissors nor sewing is > > > > needed toombaru. > > > > > > > > > > > > I am not offering another path to > > > > walk down > > > > > > > > > > > > this " no more leaving (heart) - (no > > > > more going into > > > > > mind)... " > > > > > > > > > > > > is not a technique...it is not > > > > something you do... > > > > > > > > > > > > it is simly who you > > > > are...allready... > > > > > > > > > > > > listen carefully... > > > > > > > > > > > > " (no more going into mind)... " > > > > > > > > > > > > " no more leaving (heart) " > > > > > > > > > > > > ...iietsa > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > It's another manicured mind maze. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The self help section has hundreds of > > > > them. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > There is one very good reason that > > > > they never work. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Can you guess what that is? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > just be ...this is not something dual > > > > > > > > > > there is only one...ok > > > > > > > > > > not a me who is trying to be sobething > > > > > > > > > > ...just being...only being...iietsa > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The problem is you love of being. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > you are just writing to yourself, right? > > > > > > > > that is a message to toombaru, correct? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Of course. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > There is only one here. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > so that means you are never *really* trying > > > > > > to make a point via what you write, since > > > > > > any point you might be trying to make, you > > > > > > already know (obviously). Correct? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Who is this 'you' thing......but a reflection > > > > within your own hall of > > > > > mirrors? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > such a silly game *you* play! > > > > > > > > how absurd! > > > > > > > > the name 'toombaru' is appended to myriad messages > > > > that pretend to communicate... > > > > > > > > so perhaps I dispense with the folly of > > > > this toombaru clown... > > > > > > >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>. > > > > > > The grapes you eat are concepts, > > > the light in your wife`s hair is concept, > > > The neigbhoor that invited you for a walk is concept > > > since stawberry canyon is but sand running throught my > > > fingers. > > > You are immortal > > > when I am about to die still thousand of deaths, > > > Encounter thousands of heart breaks, > > > keep trying to reach you.. > > > Those are our differences, you are immortal > > > I have become mortal, by choice. > > > > > > Patricia > > > > > > > spirit speaking to the word-munching left-brain. > > > > but the left-brain will not hear > > > > it cannot > > > > it is lost in the tumble of its words words words > > > > what you write is so beautiful > > and what a pity that they will > > not be heard, not be understood, > > not be fathomed > > > > and your words do convey the sadness of that, > > as you say, " keep trying to reach you.. " > > > > it is a sadness > > > > > > Bill > > > > > > Only within a mind that has created an imaginary scenario to be sad about. > > Mind invents a sad story.....and then feels sad. > > Passers by are pulled in....and they become sad too. > > Mind loves sad stories. > > > > toombaru > > > toombaru > It only believes what it tells itself it believes. Those who no longer believe, have left belief, like leaves in automn. Theirs is the spring of living That. ~*~ ~*~ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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