Guest guest Posted April 24, 2007 Report Share Posted April 24, 2007 " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens So are the tales of every human thought process, including our own in the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of synthesis that moves us beyond its separative experience into the unity of life itself. Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the textures, the flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate our deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have ever experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled and then remembered. So it goes. And then you wake up. Peace, Anna Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2007 Report Share Posted April 24, 2007 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote: > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > So are the tales of every human thought process, including our own in > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of synthesis > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the unity of life > itself. > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the textures, the > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate our > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have ever > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled and then > remembered. So it goes. > > And then you wake up. > > Peace, > Anna :-) " Wouldn't It Be Loverly " ..b bobji baba ....doing little but... (standing in for Eliza Doolittle) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2007 Report Share Posted April 24, 2007 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote: > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > So are the tales of every human thought process, including our own in > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of synthesis > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the unity of life > itself. > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the textures, the > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate our > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have ever > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled and then > remembered. So it goes. > > And then you wake up. > > Peace, > Anna >From one who has yet to wake up: What does this waking consist of or what does it feel like? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2007 Report Share Posted April 24, 2007 Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > wrote: > > > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > > > So are the tales of every human thought process, including our own > in > > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of synthesis > > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the unity of > life > > itself. > > > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the textures, > the > > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate our > > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have ever > > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled and then > > remembered. So it goes. > > > > And then you wake up. > > > > Peace, > > Anna > >From one who has yet to wake up: What does this waking consist of > or what does it feel like? :-) consists of nothing. feels kind of like Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. ..b b.b. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2007 Report Share Posted April 24, 2007 Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > > wrote: > > > > > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > > > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > > > > > So are the tales of every human thought process, including our own > > in > > > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of synthesis > > > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the unity of > > life > > > itself. > > > > > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the textures, > > the > > > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate our > > > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have ever > > > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled and then > > > remembered. So it goes. > > > > > > And then you wake up. > > > > > > Peace, > > > Anna > > >From one who has yet to wake up: What does this waking consist of > > or what does it feel like? > > > > > > :-) > > consists of nothing. > > feels kind of like Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. > > .b b.b. > " Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. " That's IT. Great!!!! ..b b.b. And it looks exactly like our own lives. It looks exactly like us when we look in the mirror. It IS the mirror reflecting, the mirror shattering, the mirror empty. And feels like an apology;-) Nirvana: All Apologies Lyrics What else should I be All apologies What else could I say Everyone is gay What else could I write I don't have the right What else should I be All apologies In the sun In the sun I feel as one In the sun In the sun I'm married Buried I wish I was like you Easily amused Find my nest of salt Everything is my fault I'll take all the blame Aqua seafoam shame Sunburn with freezeburn Choking on the ashes of her enemy In the sun In the sun I feel as one In the sun In the sun Married, Maried, Maried! Buried! Yeah yeah yeah yeah All in all is all we are [x20] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2007 Report Share Posted April 24, 2007 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " > <Roberibus111@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > > > > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > > > > > > > So are the tales of every human thought process, including our > own > > > in > > > > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of > synthesis > > > > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the unity > of > > > life > > > > itself. > > > > > > > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the > textures, > > > the > > > > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate > our > > > > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have > ever > > > > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled and > then > > > > remembered. So it goes. > > > > > > > > And then you wake up. > > > > > > > > Peace, > > > > Anna > > > >From one who has yet to wake up: What does this waking consist > of > > > or what does it feel like? > > > > > > > > > > > > :-) > > > > consists of nothing. > > > > feels kind of like Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. > > > > .b b.b. > > > > > " Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. " That's IT. Great!!!! > .b b.b. > > > And it looks exactly like our own lives. It looks exactly like us > when we look in the mirror. It IS the mirror reflecting, the mirror > shattering, the mirror empty. > > And feels like an apology;-) > > Nirvana: > > All Apologies Lyrics > > > What else should I be > All apologies > What else could I say > Everyone is gay > What else could I write > I don't have the right > What else should I be > All apologies > > In the sun > In the sun I feel as one > In the sun > In the sun > I'm married > Buried > > I wish I was like you > Easily amused > Find my nest of salt > Everything is my fault > I'll take all the blame > Aqua seafoam shame > Sunburn with freezeburn > Choking on the ashes of her enemy > > In the sun > In the sun I feel as one > In the sun > In the sun > Married, Maried, Maried! > Buried! > Yeah yeah yeah yeah > > All in all is all we are [x20] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2007 Report Share Posted April 24, 2007 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " > > <Roberibus111@> wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > > > > > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > > > > > > > > > So are the tales of every human thought process, including > our > > own > > > > in > > > > > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of > > synthesis > > > > > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the unity > > of > > > > life > > > > > itself. > > > > > > > > > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the > > textures, > > > > the > > > > > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate > > our > > > > > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have > > ever > > > > > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled and > > then > > > > > remembered. So it goes. > > > > > > > > > > And then you wake up. > > > > > > > > > > Peace, > > > > > Anna > > > > >From one who has yet to wake up: What does this waking consist > > of > > > > or what does it feel like? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > :-) > > > > > > consists of nothing. > > > > > > feels kind of like Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. > > > > > > .b b.b. > > > > > > > > > " Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. " That's IT. Great!!!! > > .b b.b. > > > > > > And it looks exactly like our own lives. It looks exactly like us > > when we look in the mirror. It IS the mirror reflecting, the > mirror > > shattering, the mirror empty. > > > > And feels like an apology;-) > > > > Nirvana: > > > > All Apologies Lyrics > > > > > > What else should I be > > All apologies > > What else could I say > > Everyone is gay > > What else could I write > > I don't have the right > > What else should I be > > All apologies > > > > In the sun > > In the sun I feel as one > > In the sun > > In the sun > > I'm married > > Buried > > > > I wish I was like you > > Easily amused > > Find my nest of salt > > Everything is my fault > > I'll take all the blame > > Aqua seafoam shame > > Sunburn with freezeburn > > Choking on the ashes of her enemy > > > > In the sun > > In the sun I feel as one > > In the sun > > In the sun > > Married, Maried, Maried! > > Buried! > > Yeah yeah yeah yeah > > > > All in all is all we are [x20] > > > > > > Remember when playing a cd/record backwards conjured evil spirits? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qU0l3j_lQUQ & mode=related & search= Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 24, 2007 Report Share Posted April 24, 2007 Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " > <Roberibus111@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > > > > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > > > > > > > So are the tales of every human thought process, including our > own > > > in > > > > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of > synthesis > > > > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the unity > of > > > life > > > > itself. > > > > > > > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the > textures, > > > the > > > > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate > our > > > > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have > ever > > > > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled and > then > > > > remembered. So it goes. > > > > > > > > And then you wake up. > > > > > > > > Peace, > > > > Anna > > > >From one who has yet to wake up: What does this waking consist > of > > > or what does it feel like? > > > > > > > > > > > > :-) > > > > consists of nothing. > > > > feels kind of like Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. > > > > .b b.b. > > > > > " Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. " That's IT. Great!!!! > .b b.b. > > > And it looks exactly like our own lives. It looks exactly like us > when we look in the mirror. It IS the mirror reflecting, the mirror > shattering, the mirror empty. > > And feels like an apology;-) > > Nirvana: > > All Apologies Lyrics > > > What else should I be > All apologies > What else could I say > Everyone is gay > What else could I write > I don't have the right > What else should I be > All apologies > > In the sun > In the sun I feel as one > In the sun > In the sun > I'm married > Buried > > I wish I was like you > Easily amused > Find my nest of salt > Everything is my fault > I'll take all the blame > Aqua seafoam shame > Sunburn with freezeburn > Choking on the ashes of her enemy > > In the sun > In the sun I feel as one > In the sun > In the sun > Married, Maried, Maried! > Buried! > Yeah yeah yeah yeah > > All in all is all we are [x20] > The poem is lovely. A good enough answer.No, I don't know that state or nonstate or whatever it is.I am married to contraction. What a bitch she is!The hardest teeth in town and the sharpest nails.And long-winded!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " > > <Roberibus111@> wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > > > > > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > > > > > > > > > So are the tales of every human thought process, including > our > > own > > > > in > > > > > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of > > synthesis > > > > > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the > unity > > of > > > > life > > > > > itself. > > > > > > > > > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the > > textures, > > > > the > > > > > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate > > our > > > > > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have > > ever > > > > > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled > and > > then > > > > > remembered. So it goes. > > > > > > > > > > And then you wake up. > > > > > > > > > > Peace, > > > > > Anna > > > > >From one who has yet to wake up: What does this waking > consist > > of > > > > or what does it feel like? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > :-) > > > > > > consists of nothing. > > > > > > feels kind of like Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. > > > > > > .b b.b. > > > > > > > > > " Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. " That's IT. Great!!!! > > .b b.b. > > > > > > And it looks exactly like our own lives. It looks exactly like us > > when we look in the mirror. It IS the mirror reflecting, the > mirror > > shattering, the mirror empty. > > > > And feels like an apology;-) > > > > Nirvana: > > > > All Apologies Lyrics > > > > > > What else should I be > > All apologies > > What else could I say > > Everyone is gay > > What else could I write > > I don't have the right > > What else should I be > > All apologies > > > > In the sun > > In the sun I feel as one > > In the sun > > In the sun > > I'm married > > Buried > > > > I wish I was like you > > Easily amused > > Find my nest of salt > > Everything is my fault > > I'll take all the blame > > Aqua seafoam shame > > Sunburn with freezeburn > > Choking on the ashes of her enemy > > > > In the sun > > In the sun I feel as one > > In the sun > > In the sun > > Married, Maried, Maried! > > Buried! > > Yeah yeah yeah yeah > > > > All in all is all we are [x20] > > > The poem is lovely. A good enough answer.No, I don't know that state > or nonstate or whatever it is.I am married to contraction. What a > bitch she is!The hardest teeth in town and the sharpest nails.And > long-winded!! whatever... Kurt was Kool..... and so IS anna. ..b b.b. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111 wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > > wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " > > > <Roberibus111@> wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > > > > > > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > > > > > > > > > > > So are the tales of every human thought process, including > > our > > > own > > > > > in > > > > > > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of > > > synthesis > > > > > > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the > > unity > > > of > > > > > life > > > > > > itself. > > > > > > > > > > > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the > > > textures, > > > > > the > > > > > > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we recreate > > > our > > > > > > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we have > > > ever > > > > > > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, smelled > > and > > > then > > > > > > remembered. So it goes. > > > > > > > > > > > > And then you wake up. > > > > > > > > > > > > Peace, > > > > > > Anna > > > > > >From one who has yet to wake up: What does this waking > > consist > > > of > > > > > or what does it feel like? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > :-) > > > > > > > > consists of nothing. > > > > > > > > feels kind of like Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. > > > > > > > > .b b.b. > > > > > > > > > > > > > " Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. " That's IT. Great!!!! > > > .b b.b. > > > > > > > > > And it looks exactly like our own lives. It looks exactly like us > > > when we look in the mirror. It IS the mirror reflecting, the > > mirror > > > shattering, the mirror empty. > > > > > > And feels like an apology;-) > > > > > > Nirvana: > > > > > > All Apologies Lyrics > > > > > > > > > What else should I be > > > All apologies > > > What else could I say > > > Everyone is gay > > > What else could I write > > > I don't have the right > > > What else should I be > > > All apologies > > > > > > In the sun > > > In the sun I feel as one > > > In the sun > > > In the sun > > > I'm married > > > Buried > > > > > > I wish I was like you > > > Easily amused > > > Find my nest of salt > > > Everything is my fault > > > I'll take all the blame > > > Aqua seafoam shame > > > Sunburn with freezeburn > > > Choking on the ashes of her enemy > > > > > > In the sun > > > In the sun I feel as one > > > In the sun > > > In the sun > > > Married, Maried, Maried! > > > Buried! > > > Yeah yeah yeah yeah > > > > > > All in all is all we are [x20] > > > > > The poem is lovely. A good enough answer.No, I don't know that state > > or nonstate or whatever it is.I am married to contraction. What a > > bitch she is!The hardest teeth in town and the sharpest nails.And > > long-winded!! > > > > > whatever... > > Kurt was Kool..... > > and so IS anna. > > > .b b.b. > I have never listened to that group. During the years it was flourishing I was listening to JS Bach almost exclusively. He was one of my gurus. Taught me that the beauty of music is a little taste of " THAT " .Also taught me that for most of us music beauty is the only gate we will ever know " THAT " by in anything like its' straight state. People who get so tangled up that the only way out is suicide--I don't see the beauty in that. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 25, 2007 Report Share Posted April 25, 2007 Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen wrote: > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " > <Roberibus111@> wrote: > > > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote: > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " > > > > <Roberibus111@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " > <kailashana@> > > > > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " It was the best of times. It was the worst of times " . > > > > > > > " Tale Of Two Cities " . Charles Dickens > > > > > > > > > > > > > > So are the tales of every human thought process, > including > > > our > > > > own > > > > > > in > > > > > > > the duality of life as it exists. There is a clarity of > > > > synthesis > > > > > > > that moves us beyond its separative experience into the > > > unity > > > > of > > > > > > life > > > > > > > itself. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Life itself is the experience, we add the colours, the > > > > textures, > > > > > > the > > > > > > > flavours, the sights and sounds depending on how we > recreate > > > > our > > > > > > > deepest selves: our visions complete with everything we > have > > > > ever > > > > > > > experienced, thought, seen, heard, felt, touched, > smelled > > > and > > > > then > > > > > > > remembered. So it goes. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > And then you wake up. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Peace, > > > > > > > Anna > > > > > > >From one who has yet to wake up: What does this waking > > > consist > > > > of > > > > > > or what does it feel like? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > :-) > > > > > > > > > > consists of nothing. > > > > > > > > > > feels kind of like Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. > > > > > > > > > > .b b.b. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > " Vernor's Ginger Ale inside your skin. " That's IT. Great!!!! > > > > .b b.b. > > > > > > > > > > > > And it looks exactly like our own lives. It looks exactly > like us > > > > when we look in the mirror. It IS the mirror reflecting, the > > > mirror > > > > shattering, the mirror empty. > > > > > > > > And feels like an apology;-) > > > > > > > > Nirvana: > > > > > > > > All Apologies Lyrics > > > > > > > > > > > > What else should I be > > > > All apologies > > > > What else could I say > > > > Everyone is gay > > > > What else could I write > > > > I don't have the right > > > > What else should I be > > > > All apologies > > > > > > > > In the sun > > > > In the sun I feel as one > > > > In the sun > > > > In the sun > > > > I'm married > > > > Buried > > > > > > > > I wish I was like you > > > > Easily amused > > > > Find my nest of salt > > > > Everything is my fault > > > > I'll take all the blame > > > > Aqua seafoam shame > > > > Sunburn with freezeburn > > > > Choking on the ashes of her enemy > > > > > > > > In the sun > > > > In the sun I feel as one > > > > In the sun > > > > In the sun > > > > Married, Maried, Maried! > > > > Buried! > > > > Yeah yeah yeah yeah > > > > > > > > All in all is all we are [x20] > > > > > > > The poem is lovely. A good enough answer.No, I don't know that > state > > > or nonstate or whatever it is.I am married to contraction. What > a > > > bitch she is!The hardest teeth in town and the sharpest > nails.And > > > long-winded!! > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > whatever... > > > > Kurt was Kool..... > > > > and so IS anna. > > > > > > .b b.b. > > > I have never listened to that group. During the years it was > flourishing I was listening to JS Bach almost exclusively. He was > one of my gurus. Taught me that the beauty of music is a little > taste of " THAT " .Also taught me that for most of us music beauty is > the only gate we will ever know " THAT " by in anything like its' > straight state. People who get so tangled up that the only way out > is suicide--I don't see the beauty in that. couldn't agree more on the suicide thing. are we absolutely sure it was suicide? i've been seriously into b.,m,jsb & co. & heirs for 6 decades. that's THAT. ..b b.b. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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