Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 explain to this old imaginary guy, how as an imaginary young guy, in an imaginary army, he imaginaily killed so many imaginary things called gooks, and you'll be of enormous help to not only to this imaginary guy, but also a generation of other young imaginary folks coming home as imaginary mental cripples. .........imaginary bob Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111 wrote: > > explain to this old imaginary guy, how as an imaginary young guy, in an > imaginary army, he imaginaily killed so many imaginary things called > gooks, and you'll be of enormous help to not only to this imaginary > guy, but also a generation of other young imaginary folks coming home > as imaginary mental cripples. > > > .........imaginary bob > " Don't worry about them Arjuna..........I have already killed them. " God Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 I find my *imaginary* self wondering that if the *imaginary* you were kicked you in the *imaginary* balls by the *imaginary* foot of some *imaginary* someone if the *imaginary* you would let out an *imaginary* yelp, feel an *imaginary* pain shoot through the *imaginary* you, and experience an *imaginary* urge to puke your *imaginary* guts out while cuddling your *imaginary* nuts in your *imaginary* hands while *imaginarily* writing around on the *imaginary* ground? Imaginarily yours! Michael Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111 wrote: > > explain to this old imaginary guy, how as an imaginary young guy, in an > imaginary army, he imaginaily killed so many imaginary things called > gooks, and you'll be of enormous help to not only to this imaginary > guy, but also a generation of other young imaginary folks coming home > as imaginary mental cripples. > > > .........imaginary bob > Consciousness adorns its self in the form of a brave young soldier.....and enters the frey. In the terrible wounding.....the torment lingers. ...........downstream.....in the once red river.....a hint of the dark dream surfaces.....and is heard a thousand miles away. Consciousness reaches out to hold itself gently in loving arms....and kiss it own fevered brow. toombaru Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@> > wrote: > > > > explain to this old imaginary guy, how as an imaginary young guy, in an > > imaginary army, he imaginaily killed so many imaginary things called > > gooks, and you'll be of enormous help to not only to this imaginary > > guy, but also a generation of other young imaginary folks coming home > > as imaginary mental cripples. > > > > > > .........imaginary bob > > > > > > Consciousness adorns its self in the form of a brave young > soldier.....and enters the frey. > > In the terrible wounding.....the torment lingers. > > ..........downstream.....in the once red river.....a hint of the dark > dream surfaces.....and is heard a thousand miles away. > > Consciousness reaches out to hold itself gently in loving arms....and > kiss it own fevered brow. > > > > toombaru > indeed my Love, and so it is awareness that asks why the river is red with blood, why only winged ones are free why truth is a cloud of dreams that float in forgotten memory, of a lover's first deep kiss. and a mother's loving arms. Anna Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@> > > wrote: > > > > > > explain to this old imaginary guy, how as an imaginary young > guy, in an > > > imaginary army, he imaginaily killed so many imaginary things > called > > > gooks, and you'll be of enormous help to not only to this > imaginary > > > guy, but also a generation of other young imaginary folks coming > home > > > as imaginary mental cripples. > > > > > > > > > .........imaginary bob > > > > > > > > > > > Consciousness adorns its self in the form of a brave young > > soldier.....and enters the frey. > > > > In the terrible wounding.....the torment lingers. > > > > ..........downstream.....in the once red river.....a hint of the > dark > > dream surfaces.....and is heard a thousand miles away. > > > > Consciousness reaches out to hold itself gently in loving > arms....and > > kiss it own fevered brow. > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > indeed my Love, > > and so it is awareness that asks why > the river is red with blood, > why only winged ones are free > why truth is a cloud of dreams > that float in forgotten memory, > of a lover's first deep kiss. > and a mother's loving arms. > > Anna > all are one .... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Nisargadatta , " Adamson " <adamson wrote: > > > I find my *imaginary* self wondering that if the *imaginary* you were kicked you in the *imaginary* balls by the *imaginary* foot of some *imaginary* someone if the *imaginary* you would let out an *imaginary* yelp, feel an *imaginary* pain shoot through the *imaginary* you, and experience an *imaginary* urge to puke your *imaginary* guts out while cuddling your *imaginary* nuts in your *imaginary* hands while *imaginarily* writing around on the *imaginary* ground? > > Imaginarily yours! > Michael > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Nisargadatta , " skywhilds " <skywords wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > explain to this old imaginary guy, how as an imaginary young > > guy, in an > > > > imaginary army, he imaginaily killed so many imaginary things > > called > > > > gooks, and you'll be of enormous help to not only to this > > imaginary > > > > guy, but also a generation of other young imaginary folks coming > > home > > > > as imaginary mental cripples. > > > > > > > > > > > > .........imaginary bob > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Consciousness adorns its self in the form of a brave young > > > soldier.....and enters the frey. > > > > > > In the terrible wounding.....the torment lingers. > > > > > > ..........downstream.....in the once red river.....a hint of the > > dark > > > dream surfaces.....and is heard a thousand miles away. > > > > > > Consciousness reaches out to hold itself gently in loving > > arms....and > > > kiss it own fevered brow. > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > indeed my Love, > > > > and so it is awareness that asks why > > the river is red with blood, > > why only winged ones are free > > why truth is a cloud of dreams > > that float in forgotten memory, > > of a lover's first deep kiss. > > and a mother's loving arms. > > > > Anna > > > > > all are one > > > ... I thank all of you.you have all been of enormous help to this imaginary old guy who was in a darker moment upon hearing some sad personal news of young friends, which brought back dark clouds and thoughts of days gone by that in all earnestness I would that they had never been. at least in these later days it's only the days that I wish had never been. in times past it was the want that I had never been.... and with the passing years, the pressing inclination towards knowing, and intuition of the truth, that I indeed have never been, has relieved tremendous sensed pressures experienced long ago and far away. now there is now. and now now is enough. thanks again for the input to a question issued in haste but apparently not waste. .bob Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " skywhilds " <skywords@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " > <Roberibus111@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > explain to this old imaginary guy, how as an imaginary young > > > guy, in an > > > > > imaginary army, he imaginaily killed so many imaginary things > > > called > > > > > gooks, and you'll be of enormous help to not only to this > > > imaginary > > > > > guy, but also a generation of other young imaginary folks > coming > > > home > > > > > as imaginary mental cripples. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........imaginary bob > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Consciousness adorns its self in the form of a brave young > > > > soldier.....and enters the frey. > > > > > > > > In the terrible wounding.....the torment lingers. > > > > > > > > ..........downstream.....in the once red river.....a hint of > the > > > dark > > > > dream surfaces.....and is heard a thousand miles away. > > > > > > > > Consciousness reaches out to hold itself gently in loving > > > arms....and > > > > kiss it own fevered brow. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > indeed my Love, > > > > > > and so it is awareness that asks why > > > the river is red with blood, > > > why only winged ones are free > > > why truth is a cloud of dreams > > > that float in forgotten memory, > > > of a lover's first deep kiss. > > > and a mother's loving arms. > > > > > > Anna > > > > > > > > > all are one > > > > > > ... > > > I thank all of you.you have all been of enormous help to this > imaginary old guy who was in a darker moment upon hearing some sad > personal news of young friends, which brought back dark clouds and > thoughts of days gone by that in all earnestness I would that they > had never been. at least in these later days it's only the days that > I wish had never been. in times past it was the want that I had > never been.... and with the passing years, the pressing inclination > towards knowing, and intuition of the truth, that I indeed have never > been, has relieved tremendous sensed pressures experienced long ago > and far away. now there is now. and now now is enough. thanks again > for the input to a question issued in haste but apparently not waste. > > .bob > toys r us .... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " skywhilds " <skywords@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " > <Roberibus111@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > explain to this old imaginary guy, how as an imaginary young > > > guy, in an > > > > > imaginary army, he imaginaily killed so many imaginary things > > > called > > > > > gooks, and you'll be of enormous help to not only to this > > > imaginary > > > > > guy, but also a generation of other young imaginary folks > coming > > > home > > > > > as imaginary mental cripples. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > .........imaginary bob > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Consciousness adorns its self in the form of a brave young > > > > soldier.....and enters the frey. > > > > > > > > In the terrible wounding.....the torment lingers. > > > > > > > > ..........downstream.....in the once red river.....a hint of > the > > > dark > > > > dream surfaces.....and is heard a thousand miles away. > > > > > > > > Consciousness reaches out to hold itself gently in loving > > > arms....and > > > > kiss it own fevered brow. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > indeed my Love, > > > > > > and so it is awareness that asks why > > > the river is red with blood, > > > why only winged ones are free > > > why truth is a cloud of dreams > > > that float in forgotten memory, > > > of a lover's first deep kiss. > > > and a mother's loving arms. > > > > > > Anna > > > > > > > > > all are one > > > > > > ... > > > I thank all of you.you have all been of enormous help to this > imaginary old guy who was in a darker moment upon hearing some sad > personal news of young friends, which brought back dark clouds and > thoughts of days gone by that in all earnestness I would that they > had never been. at least in these later days it's only the days that > I wish had never been. in times past it was the want that I had > never been.... and with the passing years, the pressing inclination > towards knowing, and intuition of the truth, that I indeed have never > been, has relieved tremendous sensed pressures experienced long ago > and far away. now there is now. and now now is enough. thanks again > for the input to a question issued in haste but apparently not waste. > > .bob > such words Bob, such words with which you love, " to hold all this in one's heart is inexpressible. " Ram Das Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 So Roberius says, " I imagine so " . Therefore, I invite him to ask one of his " imaginary " friends (or anyone) to kick him in the groin and then type his response to what happened. The word " imagine " can be used so condescendingly, so unempathetically, that it is sickening to me. And even if the world, you, others, etc are all " your " " imagination " , it's the only thing you have going so why not cherish it bring your best to it? Michael Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Nisargadatta , " Adamson " <adamson wrote: > > > So Roberius says, " I imagine so " . Therefore, I invite him to ask one of his " imaginary " friends (or anyone) to kick him in the groin and then type his response to what happened. The word " imagine " can be used so condescendingly, so unempathetically, that it is sickening to me. And even if the world, you, others, etc are all " your " " imagination " , it's the only thing you have going so why not cherish it bring your best to it? > > Michael > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 2, 2006 Report Share Posted August 2, 2006 Hi Bob, In your *world*, whether it's " imaginary or not " is there any suffering at all? If so, are you moved to helping to alleviate it? And if so, in what way? I'd truly like to know. Meanwhile, gauging from your response to my post, you're imagination is way off base and running wild. Michael Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 3, 2006 Report Share Posted August 3, 2006 Nisargadatta , " Adamson " <adamson wrote: > > Hi Bob, > > In your *world*, whether it's " imaginary or not " is there any suffering at all? you bet.lots of it too. If so, are you moved to helping to alleviate it? consistently and constantly.gets me into a lot of trouble and philosophical arguments as well. And if so, in what way? I'd truly like to know. I'm all too often, and all to severely, caught in duality and everything that springboards from that. I actually at times.perhaps most of the time.think I can be of help or assistance with perceived 'others'..'problems', and can actually be of informative help as well. Meanwhile, gauging from your response to my post, you're imagination is way off base and running wild. I frankly disagree with the idea that my imagination is being off base in responding to your posts....however I freely admit, and with certain joy, that my imagination often runs wild.I believe that most insights only arrive, or are born from, imagination going full bore. > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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