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There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright yellow head.

 

They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious reasons.

 

I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

astrolopes........winawauples.........

 

But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little flying

mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

 

 

 

 

toombaru

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright yellow head.

>

> They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious reasons.

>

> I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

> astrolopes........winawauples.........

>

> But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little flying

> mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

>

>

>

>

> toombaru

 

 

if the namers of mysteries could disappear from their own named name..

 

and could swallow their own pride in naming...

 

perhaps with their pride devouring swallows..

 

they could return....

 

with the blue birds of paradise..

 

on a Mission for God..

 

and not just to San Juan Capistrano.

 

 

..b b.b.

 

(blues brothers fan)

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain

wrote:

There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright yellow

head.

>

> They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious

reasons.

>

> I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

> astrolopes........winawauples.........

>

> But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little

flying

> mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

>

>

>

>

> toombaru

 

Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of attention-

-which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called the past

and the future and even the present.Words that name the things of

past present future are more images.So one power is inflating all

these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also all that

we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it power or

you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we value it

for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW lovers

disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use this

little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

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Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> wrote:

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright yellow

> head.

> >

> > They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious

> reasons.

> >

> > I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

> > astrolopes........winawauples.........

> >

> > But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> > blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> > yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little

> flying

> > mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > toombaru

>

> Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of attention-

> -which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called the past

> and the future and even the present.Words that name the things of

> past present future are more images.So one power is inflating all

> these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also all that

> we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it power or

> you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we value it

> for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW lovers

> disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use this

> little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

>

 

 

The mystery isn't in the name or in the naming, it's what we do when

we see the mystery we have named:

 

Oh, my God, how beautiful! And fly into and away from this mystery as

the mystery itself countless times a day. It all depends on our awareness.

 

Be joyous. The heart is a lonely hunter.

 

Love,

Anna

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Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> > wrote:

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright yellow

> > head.

> > >

> > > They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious

> > reasons.

> > >

> > > I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

> > > astrolopes........winawauples.........

> > >

> > > But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> > > blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> > > yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little

> > flying

> > > mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > toombaru

> >

> > Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of attention-

> > -which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called the past

> > and the future and even the present.Words that name the things of

> > past present future are more images.So one power is inflating all

> > these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also all that

> > we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it power or

> > you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we value it

> > for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW lovers

> > disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use this

> > little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

> >

>

>

> The mystery isn't in the name or in the naming, it's what we do when

> we see the mystery we have named:

>

> Oh, my God, how beautiful! And fly into and away from this mystery as

> the mystery itself countless times a day. It all depends on our

awareness.

>

> Be joyous. The heart is a lonely hunter.

>

> Love,

> Anna

 

 

 

 

 

(sung sort of beatle-esque like)

 

 

in the towns

 

where we were born

 

live machee-ee-ines

 

of chips and screens.

 

and they tell us

 

of our dreams..

 

in the la-a-and

 

of pixeled screen.

 

 

 

 

we all live in the pixels on the screen

 

the pixels on the screen

 

the pixels on the screen.

 

 

 

 

so we watched

 

the pixeled screen.

 

'til we fou-ou-ound

 

a screen of green.

 

now we live

 

within the screen

 

in the pi-ix-els

 

upon the screen.

 

 

 

 

we all live in the pixels on the screen

 

the pixels on the screen

 

the pixels on the screen

 

 

 

and our friends

 

are all online

 

many more of them

 

are drinking wine

 

and the band...begins to play..

 

 

 

 

rup-pa-ba bump ba bump ba bum..

 

full speed ahead mr. boatswain, full speed ahead

 

full speed ahead it is, sgt.

 

cut the cable, drop the cable

 

aye, Sir, aye

 

captain, captain...........

 

 

 

 

and we live a life of ease

 

every one of us has all we need

 

(has all we need)

 

sky of blue

 

(sky of blue)

 

and screen of green

 

(screen of green)

 

with the pi-ix-els upon the screen...

 

 

 

Mystery Solved!

 

 

;-)

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> wrote:

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright yellow

> head.

> >

> > They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious

> reasons.

> >

> > I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

> > astrolopes........winawauples.........

> >

> > But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> > blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> > yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little

> flying

> > mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > toombaru

>

> Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of attention-

> -which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called the past

> and the future and even the present.Words that name the things of

> past present future are more images.So one power is inflating all

> these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also all that

> we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it power or

> you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we value it

> for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW lovers

> disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use this

> little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

 

 

thank god for NOW.

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote:

> > >

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

> > > wrote:

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright

yellow

> > > head.

> > > >

> > > > They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious

> > > reasons.

> > > >

> > > > I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

> > > > astrolopes........winawauples.........

> > > >

> > > > But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> > > > blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> > > > yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little

> > > flying

> > > > mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > >

> > > Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of

attention-

> > > -which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called the

past

> > > and the future and even the present.Words that name the things of

> > > past present future are more images.So one power is inflating all

> > > these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also all

that

> > > we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it power or

> > > you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we value it

> > > for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW lovers

> > > disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use this

> > > little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

> > >

> >

> >

> > The mystery isn't in the name or in the naming, it's what we do when

> > we see the mystery we have named:

> >

> > Oh, my God, how beautiful! And fly into and away from this mystery as

> > the mystery itself countless times a day. It all depends on our

> awareness.

> >

> > Be joyous. The heart is a lonely hunter.

> >

> > Love,

> > Anna

>

>

>

>

>

> (sung sort of beatle-esque like)

>

>

> in the towns

>

> where we were born

>

> live machee-ee-ines

>

> of chips and screens.

>

> and they tell us

>

> of our dreams..

>

> in the la-a-and

>

> of pixeled screen.

>

>

>

>

> we all live in the pixels on the screen

>

> the pixels on the screen

>

> the pixels on the screen.

>

>

>

>

> so we watched

>

> the pixeled screen.

>

> 'til we fou-ou-ound

>

> a screen of green.

>

> now we live

>

> within the screen

>

> in the pi-ix-els

>

> upon the screen.

>

>

>

>

> we all live in the pixels on the screen

>

> the pixels on the screen

>

> the pixels on the screen

>

>

>

> and our friends

>

> are all online

>

> many more of them

>

> are drinking wine

>

> and the band...begins to play..

>

>

>

>

> rup-pa-ba bump ba bump ba bum..

>

> full speed ahead mr. boatswain, full speed ahead

>

> full speed ahead it is, sgt.

>

> cut the cable, drop the cable

>

> aye, Sir, aye

>

> captain, captain...........

>

>

>

>

> and we live a life of ease

>

> every one of us has all we need

>

> (has all we need)

>

> sky of blue

>

> (sky of blue)

>

> and screen of green

>

> (screen of green)

>

> with the pi-ix-els upon the screen...

>

>

>

> Mystery Solved!

>

>

> ;-)

>

> .b b.b.

>

 

 

 

Blue men.......on a blue screen.

 

 

 

 

t.

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote:

> > > >

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

> > > > wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright

> yellow

> > > > head.

> > > > >

> > > > > They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious

> > > > reasons.

> > > > >

> > > > > I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

> > > > > astrolopes........winawauples.........

> > > > >

> > > > > But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> > > > > blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> > > > > yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little

> > > > flying

> > > > > mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > toombaru

> > > >

> > > > Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of

> attention-

> > > > -which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called the

> past

> > > > and the future and even the present.Words that name the things of

> > > > past present future are more images.So one power is inflating all

> > > > these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also all

> that

> > > > we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it

power or

> > > > you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we

value it

> > > > for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW

lovers

> > > > disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use

this

> > > > little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > > The mystery isn't in the name or in the naming, it's what we do when

> > > we see the mystery we have named:

> > >

> > > Oh, my God, how beautiful! And fly into and away from this

mystery as

> > > the mystery itself countless times a day. It all depends on our

> > awareness.

> > >

> > > Be joyous. The heart is a lonely hunter.

> > >

> > > Love,

> > > Anna

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > (sung sort of beatle-esque like)

> >

> >

> > in the towns

> >

> > where we were born

> >

> > live machee-ee-ines

> >

> > of chips and screens.

> >

> > and they tell us

> >

> > of our dreams..

> >

> > in the la-a-and

> >

> > of pixeled screen.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > we all live in the pixels on the screen

> >

> > the pixels on the screen

> >

> > the pixels on the screen.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > so we watched

> >

> > the pixeled screen.

> >

> > 'til we fou-ou-ound

> >

> > a screen of green.

> >

> > now we live

> >

> > within the screen

> >

> > in the pi-ix-els

> >

> > upon the screen.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > we all live in the pixels on the screen

> >

> > the pixels on the screen

> >

> > the pixels on the screen

> >

> >

> >

> > and our friends

> >

> > are all online

> >

> > many more of them

> >

> > are drinking wine

> >

> > and the band...begins to play..

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > rup-pa-ba bump ba bump ba bum..

> >

> > full speed ahead mr. boatswain, full speed ahead

> >

> > full speed ahead it is, sgt.

> >

> > cut the cable, drop the cable

> >

> > aye, Sir, aye

> >

> > captain, captain...........

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > and we live a life of ease

> >

> > every one of us has all we need

> >

> > (has all we need)

> >

> > sky of blue

> >

> > (sky of blue)

> >

> > and screen of green

> >

> > (screen of green)

> >

> > with the pi-ix-els upon the screen...

> >

> >

> >

> > Mystery Solved!

> >

> >

> > ;-)

> >

> > .b b.b.

> >

>

>

>

> Blue men.......on a blue screen.

>

>

>

>

> t.

 

 

that's Great!

 

i have a nephew who works behind scenes with The Blue Man Group.

 

if you need tickets..

 

..b b.b.

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> >

> >

> > Blue men.......on a blue screen.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > t.

>

>

> that's Great!

>

> i have a nephew who works behind scenes with The Blue Man Group.

>

> if you need tickets..

>

> .b b.b.

>

 

 

 

 

They are most amazing.

 

The psyche is stirred.

 

.... .. .. ... .. .the rhythm of reactional reverberations.

 

...a glimpse into the machinery of self.......

 

 

.......a blue man.........wandering.........lost in a blue world.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey.......Look!....... the baby turkeys!

 

 

 

 

 

 

toombaru

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Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote:

>

>

> > >

> > >

> > > Blue men.......on a blue screen.

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > t.

> >

> >

> > that's Great!

> >

> > i have a nephew who works behind scenes with The Blue Man Group.

> >

> > if you need tickets..

> >

> > .b b.b.

> >

>

>

>

>

> They are most amazing.

>

> The psyche is stirred.

>

> ... .. .. ... .. .the rhythm of reactional reverberations.

>

> ..a glimpse into the machinery of self.......

>

>

> ......a blue man.........wandering.........lost in a blue world.

>

>

Hey.......Look!....... the baby turkeys!

toombaru

 

 

:-)

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana

wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain@>

> > wrote:

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright

yellow

> > head.

> > >

> > > They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious

> > reasons.

> > >

> > > I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

> > > astrolopes........winawauples.........

> > >

> > > But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> > > blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> > > yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little

> > flying

> > > mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > toombaru

> >

> > Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of

attention-

> > -which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called the

past

> > and the future and even the present.Words that name the things

of

> > past present future are more images.So one power is inflating

all

> > these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also all

that

> > we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it power

or

> > you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we value

it

> > for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW

lovers

> > disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use

this

> > little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

> >

>

>

> The mystery isn't in the name or in the naming, it's what we do

when

> we see the mystery we have named:

>

> Oh, my God, how beautiful! And fly into and away from this

mystery as

> the mystery itself countless times a day. It all depends on our

awareness.

>

> Be joyous. The heart is a lonely hunter.

>

> Love,

> Anna

>I read that novel many years ago when I used to read novels. I was

attracted by the title and it is a very wonderful title.

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Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 "

<Roberibus111 wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@>

wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 "

<lastrain@>

> > > wrote:

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright

yellow

> > > head.

> > > >

> > > > They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for

obvious

> > > reasons.

> > > >

> > > > I mean...........you wouldn't call

them.......pimicongas.....or

> > > > astrolopes........winawauples.........

> > > >

> > > > But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> > > > blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> > > > yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful...

little

> > > flying

> > > > mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > >

> > > Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of

attention-

> > > -which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called

the past

> > > and the future and even the present.Words that name the things

of

> > > past present future are more images.So one power is inflating

all

> > > these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also

all that

> > > we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it

power or

> > > you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we

value it

> > > for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW

lovers

> > > disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use

this

> > > little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

> > >

> >

> >

> > The mystery isn't in the name or in the naming, it's what we do

when

> > we see the mystery we have named:

> >

> > Oh, my God, how beautiful! And fly into and away from this

mystery as

> > the mystery itself countless times a day. It all depends on our

> awareness.

> >

> > Be joyous. The heart is a lonely hunter.

> >

> > Love,

> > Anna

>

>

>

>

>

> (sung sort of beatle-esque like)

>

>

> in the towns

>

> where we were born

>

> live machee-ee-ines

>

> of chips and screens.

>

> and they tell us

>

> of our dreams..

>

> in the la-a-and

>

> of pixeled screen.

>

>

>

>

> we all live in the pixels on the screen

>

> the pixels on the screen

>

> the pixels on the screen.

>

>

>

>

> so we watched

>

> the pixeled screen.

>

> 'til we fou-ou-ound

>

> a screen of green.

>

> now we live

>

> within the screen

>

> in the pi-ix-els

>

> upon the screen.

>

>

>

>

> we all live in the pixels on the screen

>

> the pixels on the screen

>

> the pixels on the screen

>

>

>

> and our friends

>

> are all online

>

> many more of them

>

> are drinking wine

>

> and the band...begins to play..

>

>

>

>

> rup-pa-ba bump ba bump ba bum..

>

> full speed ahead mr. boatswain, full speed ahead

>

> full speed ahead it is, sgt.

>

> cut the cable, drop the cable

>

> aye, Sir, aye

>

> captain, captain...........

>

>

>

>

> and we live a life of ease

>

> every one of us has all we need

>

> (has all we need)

>

> sky of blue

>

> (sky of blue)

>

> and screen of green

>

> (screen of green)

>

> with the pi-ix-els upon the screen...

>

>

>

> Mystery Solved!

>

>

> ;-)

>

> .b b.b.

>O, Great One--when I read your poetry--which thank God I rarely do--

I am ALWAYS reminded of what someone once said about the Department

Of State--IT IS LIKE THE ALIMENTARY CANAL--NO MATTER WHAT GOES IN IT

ALL COMES OUT S--T.

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Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 "

> <Roberibus111@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@>

> wrote:

> > >

> > > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote:

> > > >

> > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 "

> <lastrain@>

> > > > wrote:

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright

> yellow

> > > > head.

> > > > >

> > > > > They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for

> obvious

> > > > reasons.

> > > > >

> > > > > I mean...........you wouldn't call

> them.......pimicongas.....or

> > > > > astrolopes........winawauples.........

> > > > >

> > > > > But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> > > > > blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> > > > > yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful...

> little

> > > > flying

> > > > > mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > > toombaru

> > > >

> > > > Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of

> attention-

> > > > -which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called

> the past

> > > > and the future and even the present.Words that name the things

> of

> > > > past present future are more images.So one power is inflating

> all

> > > > these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also

> all that

> > > > we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it

> power or

> > > > you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we

> value it

> > > > for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW

> lovers

> > > > disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use

> this

> > > > little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > > The mystery isn't in the name or in the naming, it's what we do

> when

> > > we see the mystery we have named:

> > >

> > > Oh, my God, how beautiful! And fly into and away from this

> mystery as

> > > the mystery itself countless times a day. It all depends on our

> > awareness.

> > >

> > > Be joyous. The heart is a lonely hunter.

> > >

> > > Love,

> > > Anna

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > (sung sort of beatle-esque like)

> >

> >

> > in the towns

> >

> > where we were born

> >

> > live machee-ee-ines

> >

> > of chips and screens.

> >

> > and they tell us

> >

> > of our dreams..

> >

> > in the la-a-and

> >

> > of pixeled screen.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > we all live in the pixels on the screen

> >

> > the pixels on the screen

> >

> > the pixels on the screen.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > so we watched

> >

> > the pixeled screen.

> >

> > 'til we fou-ou-ound

> >

> > a screen of green.

> >

> > now we live

> >

> > within the screen

> >

> > in the pi-ix-els

> >

> > upon the screen.

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > we all live in the pixels on the screen

> >

> > the pixels on the screen

> >

> > the pixels on the screen

> >

> >

> >

> > and our friends

> >

> > are all online

> >

> > many more of them

> >

> > are drinking wine

> >

> > and the band...begins to play..

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > rup-pa-ba bump ba bump ba bum..

> >

> > full speed ahead mr. boatswain, full speed ahead

> >

> > full speed ahead it is, sgt.

> >

> > cut the cable, drop the cable

> >

> > aye, Sir, aye

> >

> > captain, captain...........

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > and we live a life of ease

> >

> > every one of us has all we need

> >

> > (has all we need)

> >

> > sky of blue

> >

> > (sky of blue)

> >

> > and screen of green

> >

> > (screen of green)

> >

> > with the pi-ix-els upon the screen...

> >

> >

> >

> > Mystery Solved!

> >

> >

> > ;-)

> >

> > .b b.b.

> >O, Great One--when I read your poetry--which thank God I rarely do--

> I am ALWAYS reminded of what someone once said about the Department

> Of State--IT IS LIKE THE ALIMENTARY CANAL--NO MATTER WHAT GOES IN IT

> ALL COMES OUT S--T.

 

 

 

 

 

stupid stuff impresses you doesn't it stupid?

 

and here you go again with that scatological obsession of yours.

 

didn't your mommy teach you about that shit?

 

bad for the little boy to mess in his messes like that gay blade!

 

just trying to help out where your mom failed to do so son.

 

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana@>

> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " tom " <jeusisbuen@> wrote:

> > >

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

> > > wrote:

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > There lives a small creature with a black body and a bright

> yellow

> > > head.

> > > >

> > > > They were given the name " yellow headed blackbird " for obvious

> > > reasons.

> > > >

> > > > I mean...........you wouldn't call them.......pimicongas.....or

> > > > astrolopes........winawauples.........

> > > >

> > > > But...........when we give the name " yellow headed

> > > > blackbird " ........all of a sudden they become

> > > > yellow headed blackbirds..........and the beautiful... little

> > > flying

> > > > mystery disappears into the name.........and never to return.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > toombaru

> > >

> > > Maybe it is like this: we have this one and only power of

> attention-

> > > -which some call the NOW--and a huge swarm of images called the

> past

> > > and the future and even the present.Words that name the things

> of

> > > past present future are more images.So one power is inflating

> all

> > > these (utterly flimsy) balloons. And in that power is also all

> that

> > > we recognize as value in such a way that you could call it power

> or

> > > you could call it value.So that when we value somethng we value

> it

> > > for the sake of the NOW.We are basically just a bunch of NOW

> lovers

> > > disguised as romantics or futurists. I don't know of what use

> this

> > > little blurb is but it has come just NOW to a sudden end.

> > >

> >

> >

> > The mystery isn't in the name or in the naming, it's what we do

> when

> > we see the mystery we have named:

> >

> > Oh, my God, how beautiful! And fly into and away from this

> mystery as

> > the mystery itself countless times a day. It all depends on our

> awareness.

> >

> > Be joyous. The heart is a lonely hunter.

> >

> > Love,

> > Anna

> >I read that novel many years ago when I used to read novels. I was

> attracted by the title and it is a very wonderful title.

 

 

read???????

 

o c'mon dummy!

 

you liked the colored pictures in the Classics Illustrated comic book.

 

but you could read the title hun?... oh i'm sure.

 

and it attracted you.

 

and you just had to have it.

 

hey...there's a movie too..but it's not cartoon so..

 

you might find it difficult to become attracted to boy.

 

..b b.b.

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