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In a message dated 12/20/1999 9:09:30 AM Eastern Standard Time,

bshanti writes:

 

<<

(laughing at the double dippers -- big dipper and little dipper) who eat

nothing but thrive on moonlight. .. >>

 

Goddess Moon birthing at 0d Cancer ... has been centuries

since we had this particular event ... 0d ... the Aries Point...

 

The light of love which permeates all and nothing and all,

un est deu est un, Dieu, the animation of multiplicity and

of nothing ... floating in the energy of love ... welcome back

Antoine :-) Einstein's wittle GUT theory *g*

 

Yo te amo, el todo Mundo

like a blue marble floating in space...

 

Rainbos of Light and Love and Laughter to All and Void

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happy monday to all

i am savoring words of transmission of thisness through the words and

spaces transmitted electronically on this list. .., enjoying the wonder

of upcoming expanded moon perceived at solstice, rockin with bo diddly

feeling the hum the buzz the chime of peace coming from you all through

me. rainbo images -- ask me in for a chill and warm radiant love. . .

ramana speaking from within of that which cannot be spoken, but is

clarity itself.

so many gifts you all bring to me through this list!

 

(laughing at the double dippers -- big dipper and little dipper) who eat

nothing but thrive on moonlight. .. hasten to add that i believe that

Sea Monkeys are breatharians. it's magic, i tell ya!

 

i send along a bit from brother Kerouac

about the holy silence. this segment is from a favourite book, called

"Some of the Dharma, " by Jack Kerouac.

 

if i must have a word today, it is gratitude.

and this i share with you, dear hearts

 

love

peace heart

gen

 

from Poems of the Buddhas of Old

V.

"Well spoken, Big Daddy!"

Cried the buddy real glad.

"This proves that you know

And you'll never be sad."

 

For that was the sound

That we all hear now

And I want you to know

It's no sound nohow

 

But the absence of sound

Clear and pure,

The silence now heard

In heaven for sure.

 

What's heaven?

By Nirvana mean I?

This selfsame no-sound

Silence sigh

 

Eternal and empty

Of sounds and things

And all thievin' rivers

Complainin' brings.

 

For if we can sit here

In this river bottom sand

And come to see

And understand

 

That we got in us

Ability to hear

Holy Emptiness

Beyond the ear

 

And block our ears

And hear inside

And know t'aint here

Nor there, the tide,

 

But everywhere, inside,

Outside, all throughout

Mind's dream, Slim?

What you gripin about?

 

Imaginary rivers

And gardens too,

A movie in the mind

For me and you.

 

The point

Of this whole joint

Is stop, sit,

And thee annoint

 

With teachings such

As these and more,

To find the key

Out this dark corridor.

 

The effulgent door,

The mysterious knob,

The bright room gained

Is the only job."

 

the boys was pleased

and rested up for more

and Jack cooked mush

in honor of the Door.

 

--Jean-Louis