a fish tale..and a tip on the moon (without finger)

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the ice beneath these walking things.

 

beneath the ice beneath the walking lies a great world...

 

water undulating and flowing...

 

where there is still never stillness.

 

still abounding with squiggly 'living' things.

 

hard cold above.

 

frigid wind.

 

ah..the shanty!

 

to light the lantern..drink the hot cup and drop the baited hook.

 

 

tomorrow night will come the perigee moon.

 

january is a snowy month here.

 

the combo : snow + perigee moonlight....

 

amazing!

 

the moon soars overhead at midnight..

 

the white terrain and frozen snow spring to life..

 

with a reflected glow which banishes night.

 

yet is not the same as day.

 

you can read a newspaper...ride a bike...bait your hook..

 

and at the same time count the stars overhead!

 

otherworldly....

 

requiring being sampled first hand.

 

unless it storms and the snow clouds dark the sky.

 

then it would be just a story.

 

a second hand thing.

 

like all 'things'.

 

..b b.b.

[Guest guest]

Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

> the ice beneath these walking things.

>

> beneath the ice beneath the walking lies a great world...

>

> water undulating and flowing...

>

> where there is still never stillness.

>

> still abounding with squiggly 'living' things.

>

> hard cold above.

>

> frigid wind.

>

> ah..the shanty!

>

> to light the lantern..drink the hot cup and drop the baited hook.

>

>

> tomorrow night will come the perigee moon.

>

> january is a snowy month here.

>

> the combo : snow + perigee moonlight....

>

> amazing!

>

> the moon soars overhead at midnight..

>

> the white terrain and frozen snow spring to life..

>

> with a reflected glow which banishes night.

>

> yet is not the same as day.

>

> you can read a newspaper...ride a bike...bait your hook..

>

> and at the same time count the stars overhead!

>

> otherworldly....

>

> requiring being sampled first hand.

>

> unless it storms and the snow clouds dark the sky.

>

> then it would be just a story.

>

> a second hand thing.

>

> like all 'things'.

>

> .b b.b.

>

 

 

 

 

last night the moon was so huge

I heard a wolf howl in delight

was that you

across the silver ice-city?

I am here

underneath

and you the thaw...

 

 

~

[Guest guest]

Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> wrote:

> >

> > the ice beneath these walking things.

> >

> > beneath the ice beneath the walking lies a great world...

> >

> > water undulating and flowing...

> >

> > where there is still never stillness.

> >

> > still abounding with squiggly 'living' things.

> >

> > hard cold above.

> >

> > frigid wind.

> >

> > ah..the shanty!

> >

> > to light the lantern..drink the hot cup and drop the baited hook.

> >

> >

> > tomorrow night will come the perigee moon.

> >

> > january is a snowy month here.

> >

> > the combo : snow + perigee moonlight....

> >

> > amazing!

> >

> > the moon soars overhead at midnight..

> >

> > the white terrain and frozen snow spring to life..

> >

> > with a reflected glow which banishes night.

> >

> > yet is not the same as day.

> >

> > you can read a newspaper...ride a bike...bait your hook..

> >

> > and at the same time count the stars overhead!

> >

> > otherworldly....

> >

> > requiring being sampled first hand.

> >

> > unless it storms and the snow clouds dark the sky.

> >

> > then it would be just a story.

> >

> > a second hand thing.

> >

> > like all 'things'.

> >

> > .b b.b.

> >

>

>

>

>

> last night the moon was so huge

> I heard a wolf howl in delight

> was that you

> across the silver ice-city?

> I am here

> underneath

> and you the thaw...

>

>

> ~

 

 

the thawing..the howling on high..

 

the shearing winds all blow...and know.

 

underfoot the huge ice plates shifting..cracking...popping.

 

grinding and guttural groans from depths of:

 

Inner and Outer..

 

Above and Below..

 

0 and Infinity..

 

Have and Have not..

 

Bang!...Booming!....Bust!..Dust.. .. .

 

but there...

 

here NOW..

 

....on the airwaves..

 

" Le Boeuf sur le toit, op. 58 " ..

 

....Darius Milhaud.

 

Instantly!..

 

a quiver and a pull on the line to the Underworld through this hole!

 

ha ha ah haha!

 

the ox on the roof: the Nothing-Doing bar

 

Twilight Time at the start of the day's first hour.

 

It's midnight at this star field in the firmament..

 

It's timeless yet timely.

 

It's all things known and unknown.

 

It's in the vast emptiness between notes and between words.

 

It's a smile on your face.

 

:-)

 

..b b.b.

[Guest guest]

Nisargadatta , " anabebe57 " <kailashana

wrote:

>

> Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> wrote:

> >

> > the ice beneath these walking things.

> >

> > beneath the ice beneath the walking lies a great world...

> >

> > water undulating and flowing...

> >

> > where there is still never stillness.

> >

> > still abounding with squiggly 'living' things.

> >

> > hard cold above.

> >

> > frigid wind.

> >

> > ah..the shanty!

> >

> > to light the lantern..drink the hot cup and drop the baited hook.

> >

> >

> > tomorrow night will come the perigee moon.

> >

> > january is a snowy month here.

> >

> > the combo : snow + perigee moonlight....

> >

> > amazing!

> >

> > the moon soars overhead at midnight..

> >

> > the white terrain and frozen snow spring to life..

> >

> > with a reflected glow which banishes night.

> >

> > yet is not the same as day.

> >

> > you can read a newspaper...ride a bike...bait your hook..

> >

> > and at the same time count the stars overhead!

> >

> > otherworldly....

> >

> > requiring being sampled first hand.

> >

> > unless it storms and the snow clouds dark the sky.

> >

> > then it would be just a story.

> >

> > a second hand thing.

> >

> > like all 'things'.

> >

> > .b b.b.

> >

>

>

>

>

> last night the moon was so huge

> I heard a wolf howl in delight

> was that you

> across the silver ice-city?

> I am here

> underneath

> and you the thaw...

>

>

> ~

>

almost anne.

I am all.

Mark

[Guest guest]

Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111

wrote:

>

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

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " roberibus111 " <Roberibus111@>

> > wrote:

> > >

> > > the ice beneath these walking things.

> > >

> > > beneath the ice beneath the walking lies a great world...

> > >

> > > water undulating and flowing...

> > >

> > > where there is still never stillness.

> > >

> > > still abounding with squiggly 'living' things.

> > >

> > > hard cold above.

> > >

> > > frigid wind.

> > >

> > > ah..the shanty!

> > >

> > > to light the lantern..drink the hot cup and drop the baited hook.

> > >

> > >

> > > tomorrow night will come the perigee moon.

> > >

> > > january is a snowy month here.

> > >

> > > the combo : snow + perigee moonlight....

> > >

> > > amazing!

> > >

> > > the moon soars overhead at midnight..

> > >

> > > the white terrain and frozen snow spring to life..

> > >

> > > with a reflected glow which banishes night.

> > >

> > > yet is not the same as day.

> > >

> > > you can read a newspaper...ride a bike...bait your hook..

> > >

> > > and at the same time count the stars overhead!

> > >

> > > otherworldly....

> > >

> > > requiring being sampled first hand.

> > >

> > > unless it storms and the snow clouds dark the sky.

> > >

> > > then it would be just a story.

> > >

> > > a second hand thing.

> > >

> > > like all 'things'.

> > >

> > > .b b.b.

> > >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> > last night the moon was so huge

> > I heard a wolf howl in delight

> > was that you

> > across the silver ice-city?

> > I am here

> > underneath

> > and you the thaw...

> >

> >

> > ~

>

>

> the thawing..the howling on high..

>

> the shearing winds all blow...and know.

>

> underfoot the huge ice plates shifting..cracking...popping.

>

> grinding and guttural groans from depths of:

>

> Inner and Outer..

>

> Above and Below..

>

> 0 and Infinity..

>

> Have and Have not..

>

> Bang!...Booming!....Bust!..Dust.. .. .

>

> but there...

>

> here NOW..

>

> ...on the airwaves..

>

> " Le Boeuf sur le toit, op. 58 " ..

>

> ...Darius Milhaud.

>

> Instantly!..

>

> a quiver and a pull on the line to the Underworld through this hole!

>

> ha ha ah haha!

>

> the ox on the roof: the Nothing-Doing bar

>

> Twilight Time at the start of the day's first hour.

>

> It's midnight at this star field in the firmament..

>

> It's timeless yet timely.

>

> It's all things known and unknown.

>

> It's in the vast emptiness between notes and between words.

>

> It's a smile on your face.

>

> :-)

>

> .b b.b.

>

 

 

beneath the dust of recognition

dirty-faced angels

play

and destiny

sweeps us up

in one embrace

 

;-)

 

~A