a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable

June 21, 2007

In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we encounter a world

where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a

mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches we can

only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens

to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

Dag Hammarskjold

June 21, 2007

Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn wrote:

>

> In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we encounter a world

> where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a

> mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches we can

> only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens

> to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

>

> Dag Hammarskjold

>

The local hospice asked if I would take a new client today.

He is ninety seven......and dying.

I am still recuperating from a stay in the hospital and had to decline.

And I wonder............who is this man?

Where was he born?

Does he have any children?.......They would probably be in their

seventies.

What did he do to make a living?

Is he at peace..........or is he frightened?

An entire universe......evaporating.......that I shall never know.

toombaru

June 21, 2007

Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> >

> > In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we encounter a world

> > where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a

> > mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches

we can

> > only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens

> > to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

> >

> > Dag Hammarskjold

> >

>

> The local hospice asked if I would take a new client today.

>

> He is ninety seven......and dying.

>

> I am still recuperating from a stay in the hospital and had to decline.

>

> And I wonder............who is this man?

>

> Where was he born?

>

> Does he have any children?.......They would probably be in their

> seventies.

>

> What did he do to make a living?

>

> Is he at peace..........or is he frightened?

>

> An entire universe......evaporating.......that I shall never know.

>

> toombaru

if you are an alive human being you know exactly what's what.

it's all just variations on a theme.

and that would make a great musical title.

think it's already been used though..

well..i'll just vary it a little.

evaporation music...varying in motif and theme..but same same.

..b b.b.

June 21, 2007

Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> >

> > In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we encounter a world

> > where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a

> > mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches

we can

> > only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens

> > to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

> >

> > Dag Hammarskjold

> >

>

> The local hospice asked if I would take a new client today.

>

> He is ninety seven......and dying.

>

> I am still recuperating from a stay in the hospital and had to decline.

>

> And I wonder............who is this man?

>

> Where was he born?

>

> Does he have any children?.......They would probably be in their

> seventies.

>

> What did he do to make a living?

>

> Is he at peace..........or is he frightened?

>

> An entire universe......evaporating.......that I shall never know.

>

> toombaru

>

evaporating...

all fear/doubt/anxiety evaporating

and all complexity evaporating

leaving just.........

June 21, 2007

Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> >

> > In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we encounter a world

> > where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a

> > mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches

we can

> > only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens

> > to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

> >

> > Dag Hammarskjold

> >

>

> The local hospice asked if I would take a new client today.

>

> He is ninety seven......and dying.

>

> I am still recuperating from a stay in the hospital and had to decline.

>

> And I wonder............who is this man?

>

> Where was he born?

>

> Does he have any children?.......They would probably be in their

> seventies.

>

> What did he do to make a living?

>

> Is he at peace..........or is he frightened?

>

> An entire universe......evaporating.......that I shall never know.

>

> toombaru

everyone is dying.

everyone has tales to tell.

the bell tolls.

so what?

in less time than a flash it loses all importance.

and so it should.

it's a tale told by an idiot signifying nothing.

i had that line stolen near now five hundred years ago.

and that too signifies nothing.

except for the maudlin.

both bathetic and pathetic.

time to grow a little.

..b b.b.

June 21, 2007

Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> > >

> > > In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we encounter a

world

> > > where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a

> > > mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches

> we can

> > > only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple, but it

opens

> > > to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

> > >

> > > Dag Hammarskjold

> > >

> >

> > The local hospice asked if I would take a new client today.

> >

> > He is ninety seven......and dying.

> >

> > I am still recuperating from a stay in the hospital and had to

decline.

> >

> > And I wonder............who is this man?

> >

> > Where was he born?

> >

> > Does he have any children?.......They would probably be in their

> > seventies.

> >

> > What did he do to make a living?

> >

> > Is he at peace..........or is he frightened?

> >

> > An entire universe......evaporating.......that I shall never know.

> >

> > toombaru

>

> everyone is dying.

>

> everyone has tales to tell.

>

> the bell tolls.

>

> so what?

>

> in less time than a flash it loses all importance.

>

> and so it should.

>

> it's a tale told by an idiot signifying nothing.

>

> i had that line stolen near now five hundred years ago.

>

> and that too signifies nothing.

>

> except for the maudlin.

>

> both bathetic and pathetic.

>

> time to grow a little.

>

> .b b.b.

>

I'll buy you a lemon blueberry scone.

The hummingbirds haven't started their nest this year....perhaps it's

too late.....but the baby wild turkeys should be hatching soon.

toombaru

June 21, 2007

Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@> wrote:

> > > >

> > > > In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we encounter a

> world

> > > > where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree

becomes a

> > > > mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches

> > we can

> > > > only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple, but it

> opens

> > > > to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

> > > >

> > > > Dag Hammarskjold

> > > >

> > >

> > > The local hospice asked if I would take a new client today.

> > >

> > > He is ninety seven......and dying.

> > >

> > > I am still recuperating from a stay in the hospital and had to

> decline.

> > >

> > > And I wonder............who is this man?

> > >

> > > Where was he born?

> > >

> > > Does he have any children?.......They would probably be in their

> > > seventies.

> > >

> > > What did he do to make a living?

> > >

> > > Is he at peace..........or is he frightened?

> > >

> > > An entire universe......evaporating.......that I shall never know.

> > >

> > > toombaru

> >

> > everyone is dying.

> >

> > everyone has tales to tell.

> >

> > the bell tolls.

> >

> > so what?

> >

> > in less time than a flash it loses all importance.

> >

> > and so it should.

> >

> > it's a tale told by an idiot signifying nothing.

> >

> > i had that line stolen near now five hundred years ago.

> >

> > and that too signifies nothing.

> >

> > except for the maudlin.

> >

> > both bathetic and pathetic.

> >

> > time to grow a little.

> >

> > .b b.b.

> >

>

I'll buy you a lemon blueberry scone.

>

> The hummingbirds haven't started their nest this year....perhaps it's

> too late.....but the baby wild turkeys should be hatching soon.

>

> toombaru

here i offer you a delicious 'poutine'..

with a peameal bacon on a buns..

with a side slice of sugar pie.

the swans still gather with the canadian geese and ducks of all kinds

here in front on the bay before soon leaving for more northerly areas.

the red wing blackbirds are seen standing miraculously on thin marsh

grasses as we cruise down large lake feeding creeks.

egrets and Great blue herons..looking like pterodactyls glide by the

shore.

in the lake the pickerel, and perch, and bass, and, steel heads, are

waiting to give sport and sustenance.

unfortunately we are also now in the annual June bug fish fly

infestation period.

two weeks and they are gone.

they hatch on the lake during the mornings...

fly in incredibly black and buzzing tornadoes which fill the evening

sky...

this being their nocturnal mating celebration.

the females return to the lake...lay their eggs..die.

the males land on everything that can be lit upon... and die.

this leaves a morning layer of biomass material that if driven on is

more slippery than the wintertime ice.

a lifespan of 24 hours.

they have no mouths or stomachs nor digestive systems.

within two days of affixing to a window or screen they are nothing

more than wisps of transparent skeletal stuff.

all done in two weeks..until next year again..arising from the waters

once more.

but during this time too...the swooping purple martins and orioles and

many and various other insect eaters feast on the early summer bonanza.

we can all dine together.

in the world of eat and be eaten.

joyful are the travelers.

without purpose.

JOY beyond understanding!

and if you come..i will go..here and there and everywhere.

..b b.b.

June 21, 2007

Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> > wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@>

wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > > In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we encounter a

> > world

> > > > > where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree

> becomes a

> > > > > mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches

> > > we can

> > > > > only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple, but it

> > opens

> > > > > to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

> > > > >

> > > > > Dag Hammarskjold

> > > > >

> > > >

> > > > The local hospice asked if I would take a new client today.

> > > >

> > > > He is ninety seven......and dying.

> > > >

> > > > I am still recuperating from a stay in the hospital and had to

> > decline.

> > > >

> > > > And I wonder............who is this man?

> > > >

> > > > Where was he born?

> > > >

> > > > Does he have any children?.......They would probably be in their

> > > > seventies.

> > > >

> > > > What did he do to make a living?

> > > >

> > > > Is he at peace..........or is he frightened?

> > > >

> > > > An entire universe......evaporating.......that I shall never know.

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > >

> > > everyone is dying.

> > >

> > > everyone has tales to tell.

> > >

> > > the bell tolls.

> > >

> > > so what?

> > >

> > > in less time than a flash it loses all importance.

> > >

> > > and so it should.

> > >

> > > it's a tale told by an idiot signifying nothing.

> > >

> > > i had that line stolen near now five hundred years ago.

> > >

> > > and that too signifies nothing.

> > >

> > > except for the maudlin.

> > >

> > > both bathetic and pathetic.

> > >

> > > time to grow a little.

> > >

> > > .b b.b.

> > >

> >

> > I'll buy you a lemon blueberry scone.

> >

> > The hummingbirds haven't started their nest this year....perhaps it's

> > too late.....but the baby wild turkeys should be hatching soon.

> >

> > toombaru

>

> here i offer you a delicious 'poutine'..

>

> with a peameal bacon on a buns..

>

> with a side slice of sugar pie.

>

> the swans still gather with the canadian geese and ducks of all kinds

> here in front on the bay before soon leaving for more northerly areas.

>

> the red wing blackbirds are seen standing miraculously on thin marsh

> grasses as we cruise down large lake feeding creeks.

>

> egrets and Great blue herons..looking like pterodactyls glide by the

> shore.

>

> in the lake the pickerel, and perch, and bass, and, steel heads, are

> waiting to give sport and sustenance.

>

> unfortunately we are also now in the annual June bug fish fly

> infestation period.

>

> two weeks and they are gone.

>

> they hatch on the lake during the mornings...

>

> fly in incredibly black and buzzing tornadoes which fill the evening

> sky...

>

> this being their nocturnal mating celebration.

>

> the females return to the lake...lay their eggs..die.

>

> the males land on everything that can be lit upon... and die.

>

> this leaves a morning layer of biomass material that if driven on is

> more slippery than the wintertime ice.

>

> a lifespan of 24 hours.

>

> they have no mouths or stomachs nor digestive systems.

>

> within two days of affixing to a window or screen they are nothing

> more than wisps of transparent skeletal stuff.

>

> all done in two weeks..until next year again..arising from the waters

> once more.

>

> but during this time too...the swooping purple martins and orioles and

> many and various other insect eaters feast on the early summer bonanza.

>

> we can all dine together.

>

> in the world of eat and be eaten.

>

> joyful are the travelers.

>

> without purpose.

>

> JOY beyond understanding!

>

> and if you come..i will go..here and there and everywhere.

>

> .b b.b.

>

Thank you bobby.

Did you know that female blackbirds prefer the males with red wings?

Have you ever seen a yellow wing blackbird?

I wonder where they fit in.

toombaru

June 22, 2007

Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> > > wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@>

> wrote:

> > > > > >

> > > > > > In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we

encounter a

> > > world

> > > > > > where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree

> > becomes a

> > > > > > mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose

riches

> > > > we can

> > > > > > only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple,

but it

> > > opens

> > > > > > to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Dag Hammarskjold

> > > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > The local hospice asked if I would take a new client today.

> > > > >

> > > > > He is ninety seven......and dying.

> > > > >

> > > > > I am still recuperating from a stay in the hospital and had to

> > > decline.

> > > > >

> > > > > And I wonder............who is this man?

> > > > >

> > > > > Where was he born?

> > > > >

> > > > > Does he have any children?.......They would probably be in their

> > > > > seventies.

> > > > >

> > > > > What did he do to make a living?

> > > > >

> > > > > Is he at peace..........or is he frightened?

> > > > >

> > > > > An entire universe......evaporating.......that I shall never

know.

> > > > >

> > > > > toombaru

> > > >

> > > > everyone is dying.

> > > >

> > > > everyone has tales to tell.

> > > >

> > > > the bell tolls.

> > > >

> > > > so what?

> > > >

> > > > in less time than a flash it loses all importance.

> > > >

> > > > and so it should.

> > > >

> > > > it's a tale told by an idiot signifying nothing.

> > > >

> > > > i had that line stolen near now five hundred years ago.

> > > >

> > > > and that too signifies nothing.

> > > >

> > > > except for the maudlin.

> > > >

> > > > both bathetic and pathetic.

> > > >

> > > > time to grow a little.

> > > >

> > > > .b b.b.

> > > >

> > >

> > > I'll buy you a lemon blueberry scone.

> > >

> > > The hummingbirds haven't started their nest this year....perhaps

it's

> > > too late.....but the baby wild turkeys should be hatching soon.

> > >

> > > toombaru

> >

> > here i offer you a delicious 'poutine'..

> >

> > with a peameal bacon on a buns..

> >

> > with a side slice of sugar pie.

> >

> > the swans still gather with the canadian geese and ducks of all kinds

> > here in front on the bay before soon leaving for more northerly areas.

> >

> > the red wing blackbirds are seen standing miraculously on thin marsh

> > grasses as we cruise down large lake feeding creeks.

> >

> > egrets and Great blue herons..looking like pterodactyls glide by the

> > shore.

> >

> > in the lake the pickerel, and perch, and bass, and, steel heads, are

> > waiting to give sport and sustenance.

> >

> > unfortunately we are also now in the annual June bug fish fly

> > infestation period.

> >

> > two weeks and they are gone.

> >

> > they hatch on the lake during the mornings...

> >

> > fly in incredibly black and buzzing tornadoes which fill the evening

> > sky...

> >

> > this being their nocturnal mating celebration.

> >

> > the females return to the lake...lay their eggs..die.

> >

> > the males land on everything that can be lit upon... and die.

> >

> > this leaves a morning layer of biomass material that if driven on is

> > more slippery than the wintertime ice.

> >

> > a lifespan of 24 hours.

> >

> > they have no mouths or stomachs nor digestive systems.

> >

> > within two days of affixing to a window or screen they are nothing

> > more than wisps of transparent skeletal stuff.

> >

> > all done in two weeks..until next year again..arising from the waters

> > once more.

> >

> > but during this time too...the swooping purple martins and orioles and

> > many and various other insect eaters feast on the early summer

bonanza.

> >

> > we can all dine together.

> >

> > in the world of eat and be eaten.

> >

> > joyful are the travelers.

> >

> > without purpose.

> >

> > JOY beyond understanding!

> >

> > and if you come..i will go..here and there and everywhere.

> >

> > .b b.b.

> >

>

> Thank you bobby.

>

> Did you know that female blackbirds prefer the males with red wings?

>

> Have you ever seen a yellow wing blackbird?

>

> I wonder where they fit in.

>

> toombaru

no i haven't seen one of those.

however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed blackbirds.

not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local name.

all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus homo'.

and how can it be otherwise?

one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

..b b.b.

June 22, 2007

Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> > wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 "

<Roberibus111@>

> > > > wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> > wrote:

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Nisargadatta , " billrishel " <illusyn@>

> > wrote:

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > In the point of rest at the centre of our being, we

> encounter a

> > > > world

> > > > > > > where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree

> > > becomes a

> > > > > > > mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose

> riches

> > > > > we can

> > > > > > > only catch a glimpse. The life of simplicity is simple,

> but it

> > > > opens

> > > > > > > to us a book in which we never get beyond the first

syllable.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > Dag Hammarskjold

> > > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > > The local hospice asked if I would take a new client today.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > He is ninety seven......and dying.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > I am still recuperating from a stay in the hospital and had to

> > > > decline.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > And I wonder............who is this man?

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Where was he born?

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Does he have any children?.......They would probably be in

their

> > > > > > seventies.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > What did he do to make a living?

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Is he at peace..........or is he frightened?

> > > > > >

> > > > > > An entire universe......evaporating.......that I shall never

> know.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > toombaru

> > > > >

> > > > > everyone is dying.

> > > > >

> > > > > everyone has tales to tell.

> > > > >

> > > > > the bell tolls.

> > > > >

> > > > > so what?

> > > > >

> > > > > in less time than a flash it loses all importance.

> > > > >

> > > > > and so it should.

> > > > >

> > > > > it's a tale told by an idiot signifying nothing.

> > > > >

> > > > > i had that line stolen near now five hundred years ago.

> > > > >

> > > > > and that too signifies nothing.

> > > > >

> > > > > except for the maudlin.

> > > > >

> > > > > both bathetic and pathetic.

> > > > >

> > > > > time to grow a little.

> > > > >

> > > > > .b b.b.

> > > > >

> > > >

> > > > I'll buy you a lemon blueberry scone.

> > > >

> > > > The hummingbirds haven't started their nest this year....perhaps

> it's

> > > > too late.....but the baby wild turkeys should be hatching soon.

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > >

> > > here i offer you a delicious 'poutine'..

> > >

> > > with a peameal bacon on a buns..

> > >

> > > with a side slice of sugar pie.

> > >

> > > the swans still gather with the canadian geese and ducks of all

kinds

> > > here in front on the bay before soon leaving for more northerly

areas.

> > >

> > > the red wing blackbirds are seen standing miraculously on thin marsh

> > > grasses as we cruise down large lake feeding creeks.

> > >

> > > egrets and Great blue herons..looking like pterodactyls glide by the

> > > shore.

> > >

> > > in the lake the pickerel, and perch, and bass, and, steel heads,

are

> > > waiting to give sport and sustenance.

> > >

> > > unfortunately we are also now in the annual June bug fish fly

> > > infestation period.

> > >

> > > two weeks and they are gone.

> > >

> > > they hatch on the lake during the mornings...

> > >

> > > fly in incredibly black and buzzing tornadoes which fill the evening

> > > sky...

> > >

> > > this being their nocturnal mating celebration.

> > >

> > > the females return to the lake...lay their eggs..die.

> > >

> > > the males land on everything that can be lit upon... and die.

> > >

> > > this leaves a morning layer of biomass material that if driven on is

> > > more slippery than the wintertime ice.

> > >

> > > a lifespan of 24 hours.

> > >

> > > they have no mouths or stomachs nor digestive systems.

> > >

> > > within two days of affixing to a window or screen they are nothing

> > > more than wisps of transparent skeletal stuff.

> > >

> > > all done in two weeks..until next year again..arising from the

waters

> > > once more.

> > >

> > > but during this time too...the swooping purple martins and

orioles and

> > > many and various other insect eaters feast on the early summer

> bonanza.

> > >

> > > we can all dine together.

> > >

> > > in the world of eat and be eaten.

> > >

> > > joyful are the travelers.

> > >

> > > without purpose.

> > >

> > > JOY beyond understanding!

> > >

> > > and if you come..i will go..here and there and everywhere.

> > >

> > > .b b.b.

> > >

> >

> > Thank you bobby.

> >

> > Did you know that female blackbirds prefer the males with red wings?

> >

> > Have you ever seen a yellow wing blackbird?

> >

> > I wonder where they fit in.

> >

> > toombaru

>

> no i haven't seen one of those.

>

> however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed blackbirds.

>

> not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local name.

>

> all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

>

> even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus homo'.

>

> and how can it be otherwise?

>

> one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

>

> .b b.b.

>

Morning Toomie, Baba and All

at first I wanted to say, everyone is missing Toomie's point: a whole

universe is about to die and he won't be a part of it because he won't

be 'there'. I understand that, today I return to a dear lady who has

been released from the hospital after a lengthy stay. She is actively

dying with stomach cancer from which my mother died. She is very much

like my mother was.

We are fortunate that the beauty of life, the things that sway in the

breeze and fly in the skies and those endless creatures that walk,

slither and crawl or swim can open our hearts with their beauty. Such

a perfect balance to all that shall pass away forever with a human

universe.

I weep for both at times. I die and am reborn hundreds of times on

days like this.

Love,

Anna

June 22, 2007

>

> no i haven't seen one of those.

>

> however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed blackbirds.

>

> not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local name.

>

> all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

>

> even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus homo'.

>

> and how can it be otherwise?

>

> one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

>

> .b b.b.

>

Indeed.

One that includes and delights in this searching for itself.

A bow.

toombaru

June 22, 2007

Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> >

> > no i haven't seen one of those.

> >

> > however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed blackbirds.

> >

> > not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local name.

> >

> > all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

> >

> > even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus homo'.

> >

> > and how can it be otherwise?

> >

> > one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

> >

> > .b b.b.

> >

>

> Indeed.

>

> One that includes and delights in this searching for itself.

>

> A bow.

>

> toombaru

and a bow returned.

yes...a great game of hide and seek.

the best of times and the greatest fun.

and all and everyone elected to be 'it'.

and 'it' is both seeker and sought.

after counting at 'base' the words ring out:

" Ready or Not, Here I Come "

........and am never found.

and strangely...from the first... never 'lost'.

hear the squeals of we gleeful kids.

..b b.b.

June 22, 2007

Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > >

> > > no i haven't seen one of those.

> > >

> > > however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed

blackbirds.

> > >

> > > not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local name.

> > >

> > > all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

> > >

> > > even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus homo'.

> > >

> > > and how can it be otherwise?

> > >

> > > one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

> > >

> > > .b b.b.

> > >

> >

> > Indeed.

> >

> > One that includes and delights in this searching for itself.

> >

> > A bow.

> >

> > toombaru

>

> and a bow returned.

>

> yes...a great game of hide and seek.

>

> the best of times and the greatest fun.

>

> and all and everyone elected to be 'it'.

>

> and 'it' is both seeker and sought.

>

> after counting at 'base' the words ring out:

>

> " Ready or Not, Here I Come "

>

> .......and am never found.

>

> and strangely...from the first... never 'lost'.

>

> hear the squeals of we gleeful kids.

>

> .b b.b.

>

Ollie ollie otts in free!

LOL

t.

June 22, 2007

ru

>

> no i haven't seen one of those.

>

> however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed blackbirds.

>

> not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local name.

>

> all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

>

> even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus homo'.

>

> and how can it be otherwise?

>

> one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

>

> .b b.b.

>

Yellow headed it was.

I wonder what the females think of them.

toombaru

June 22, 2007

Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> ru

> >

> > no i haven't seen one of those.

> >

> > however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed blackbirds.

> >

> > not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local name.

> >

> > all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

> >

> > even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus homo'.

> >

> > and how can it be otherwise?

> >

> > one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

> >

> > .b b.b.

> Yellow headed it was.

>

> I wonder what the females think of them.

>

> toombaru

well...they are attractive.

mayhap the ladybirds swoon?

..b b.b

June 22, 2007

Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > ru

> > >

> > > no i haven't seen one of those.

> > >

> > > however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed

blackbirds.

> > >

> > > not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local name.

> > >

> > > all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

> > >

> > > even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus homo'.

> > >

> > > and how can it be otherwise?

> > >

> > > one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

> > >

> > > .b b.b.

> > >

> >

> > Yellow headed it was.

> >

> > I wonder what the females think of them.

> >

> > toombaru

>

> well...they are attractive.

>

> mayhap the ladybirds swoon?

>

> .b b.b

>

I know I do.

:-)

A bright yellow head.......Who'd a thought?

toombaru

June 22, 2007

Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> > >

> > > ru

> > > >

> > > > no i haven't seen one of those.

> > > >

> > > > however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed

> blackbirds.

> > > >

> > > > not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local

name.

> > > >

> > > > all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

> > > >

> > > > even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus

homo'.

> > > >

> > > > and how can it be otherwise?

> > > >

> > > > one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

> > > >

> > > > .b b.b.

> > > >

> > >

> > > Yellow headed it was.

> > >

> > > I wonder what the females think of them.

> > >

> > > toombaru

> >

> > well...they are attractive.

> >

> > mayhap the ladybirds swoon?

> >

> > .b b.b

> >

>

> I know I do.

>

> :-)

>

> A bright yellow head.......Who'd a thought?

>

> toombaru

>

Just looked it up......they are a different species.

So the female redwings probably don't think its a big deal.

But I do.

:-)

t.

June 22, 2007

Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> > wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

wrote:

> > > >

> > > > ru

> > > > >

> > > > > no i haven't seen one of those.

> > > > >

> > > > > however we do occasionally see what we call yellow-headed

> > blackbirds.

> > > > >

> > > > > not sure if that's the correct nomenclature but it's the local

> name.

> > > > >

> > > > > all creatures and features seem to be integral to the whole.

> > > > >

> > > > > even we 'plantigrade, featherless, biped mammals of the genus

> homo'.

> > > > >

> > > > > and how can it be otherwise?

> > > > >

> > > > > one universe...one All and Everything...one Beautiful Life.

> > > > >

> > > > > .b b.b.

> > > > >

> > > >

> > > > Yellow headed it was.

> > > >

> > > > I wonder what the females think of them.

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > >

> > > well...they are attractive.

> > >

> > > mayhap the ladybirds swoon?

> > >

> > > .b b.b

> > >

> >

> > I know I do.

> >

> > :-)

> >

> > A bright yellow head.......Who'd a thought?

> >

> > toombaru

> >

>

> Just looked it up......they are a different species.

>

> So the female redwings probably don't think its a big deal.

>

> But I do.

>

> :-)

>

> t.

:-)

variety is the spice of life.

..b b.b.

a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable

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