One Last Sincere Topic

[cindybc]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Euell_Gibbons

An interesting gentleman

Here is an excerpt from one of my essays.

Harmony With Nature

Wisdom is both psychological and spiritual and is in harmony with the
spheres of reality, true reality in the order and harmony of universe
and not the **falsehoods and lies,** that they would want you to
believe in this man made reality. You need to reawaken and see the
world through different eyes.

Eyes that are able to perceive the simplest of harmonies in nature, and to
be aware of the elements around us, the same elements we live and
share with the denizens of the wilderness which is the cradle of all
living things.

You will feel emotions such as love and compassion to such depth and
intensity like never before experienced,

It is a soul awakening which contains rivers of ardent tears of sorrow, as
well as impassioned feelings of laughter, happiness and contentment.

No more shall this new light be mired by infusions of bewilderment and
confusion as your heart will be at peace and tranquility will reign within.

Does true reality hidden in nature exist only in children's story books?
Mankind chooses to discard these wonderful gifts of nature in pursuit
of the material things for which they will rape, pillage and slowly kill
Mother Earth for their own greedy needs of power and riches.

Your new life can embrace so much more beauty and bliss in life
just by being in harmony with the people and the environment around you.


Cindy

[anewlife123]

[iminadaze]

peanuts aren't nuts!... I really didn't know that. wow thats crazy like root beer.

I guess they would sound funny being called pealegumes

[cindybc]

Child of light

This is how I have looked upon transition, it is much more then just a metamorphosis it is a gift. A gift to open new eyes to a world as never seen or perceived with the half blind eyes that I perceived the world around me before I began my journey. It is truly the best gift that one can be honored with. In this new life age can not weaken you and you never need to feel inner pain. Thank you for the video, tears of love joy and happiness for who ever is willing to awaken and dare set foot on the true path of the inner light.



Cindy 

[Pica Pica]

peanuts aren't nuts!... I really didn't know that. wow thats crazy like root beer.

I guess they would sound funny being called pealegumes

i think peas themselves are also legumes

[Sandy]

When you get your crazy face on it really is neat!

You should do it more often!

-Sandy(is it crazy in here, or is it just me?)

[cindybc]

I would have to admit that there is a mite bit of lunacy fever in here, but which side of the fence is it coming from.

Here is another one of my short writings.

The Dreamer or the Dream

Does the dreamer experience the dream, or does the dream experience the dreamer?

Does the light of dawn come over the horizon, or does the horizon move under the light of dawn?

Does the sun continues to shine whether you can see it or not?

Are you on this side of the fence, or are you on the other side of the fence?

How can you be two places at once, when you are really nowhere at all?

How do you know if you are really here? Where is here?

If Yesterday is a past illusion and tomorrow is an illusion that does not yet exist then what is today?

Cindy

[Sandy]

I guess they would sound funny being called pealegumes

It's a good thing we don't pealegumes!  That would *hurt*!

-Sandy(the inmates have taken over the asylum!!!)

[iminadaze]

Doc! I'm pooping pine cones from the pine tree I ate, and I pealegumes   

[Pica Pica]

[cindybc]

Here is another of my writings from back in 19 and 97.

The Cup of Fruition

I would rather die of thirst,
then to drink from the cup of mediocrity.

Mediocrity is when one takes the path of least resistance,
to reach the summit of the mountain of hope.

Resulting living a complacent existence in a substandard life.

My greatest desire is to drink from the cup of sweet wine of prosperity

Prosperity, freedom and harmony of mind, body and soul.

Cindy

[Pica Pica]

Here is another of my writings from back in 19 and 97.

The Cup of Fruition

I would rather die of thirst,
then to drink from the cup of mediocrity.

Mediocrity is when one takes the path of least resistance,
to reach the summit of the mountain of hope.

Resulting living a complacent existence in a substandard life.

My greatest desire is to drink from the cup of sweet wine of prosperity

Prosperity, freedom and harmony of mind, body and soul.

Cindy

now say that when you are about to die of thirst

[cindybc]

Here whom I thought to be a friend turns out to be a burr in my side. Thank you. How many more truths will come out on this thread?

Cindy

[NicholeW.]

I'm kinda old school, so I prefer stuff where like people play instruments.  Particularly when they just school people, old Tom Petty and Jeff Lynne (Electric Light Orchestra) and a bunch of other old guys, and George Harrison's son are merely OK until the 3:31 mark when Prince shows up and spanks them.  And the end, when he just throws his axe in the air and walks off.  That's rock and roll.

There's no doubt in my mind that in just over nine pages of scribbling that that up thar is the one post that just shines!

And the truth is this: there's a reason why Prince spanks them. Prince made the riff his own, gave it what Harrison had given the song to begin with -- life. The others simply thought imitation to be the sincerest form of flattery, and honor, in this case.

Prince caught the point of art, of beauty, of creativity ... he created from what was there and made something rare and lovely.

Because? Well. He gets it.

Skill, dexterity, creativity and the knowledge that what comes through one person can be infinitely greater and more moving than following all the rote lessons ever set down on a page of music, or poetry, or painted as an exercise on a canvas.

He brought his soul and made George Harrison proud of being a seed in what was left when the song was done. Nothing else to do except throw the axe in the air and walk away. The art itself was the honor given.

Nichole   

[Kim6]

It is difficult to talk about this kind of stuff with people who have no interest in it.  And it seems like trying to explain it takes away from it and pollutes it because when you try to explain it to people, they begin to relate it to their own ideas, they reinterpret what you are trying to tell them and something get's lost in the translation, the translation from something you know in the center of your being without words or ideas, translated into words and ideas.

The thing is that it is not a words and ideas concept.  It is a wordless and idea less concept.  We use words and ideas to alienate others, to alienate ourselves from who we are.  We use words and ideas to form judgments.  Many people begin to believe that they are their ideas and that without their so-called wisdom and ideas they would be nothing.  But what they don't realize is that their words and ideas are actually their prisons, their self-imposed slavery, their insanity.

There have been people who have stood out like Thoreau and many of us read their words and think to ourselves, oh what a great man he was, such sage wisdom, such a great man.  But the greatness is not in the making of the man, the greatness is in the unmaking.  Many of us think that our intellectualism and wisdom will become our salvation, we just need to gather more ideas, the right ideas.  But freedom does not come from creating a bigger and better ego, a bigger and better construction of ideas racing about in one's mind like infinite logic loops, circular thought leading nowhere.  Freedom comes from recognizing the ego for what it is and finding yourself apart from it, alone from it.  Sadly so many of us are so bonded and identified with our egos that we will always interpret the unspeakable, the unwordable with our own preconceived ideas and preformed notions, the insanity of our own making, when two worlds collide, the worlds we have created in our own minds opposing a world where anything is possible.

What was this thread about again?

[Kim6]

And why would anyone care?  It isn't about achieving anything, it isn't about accomplishing.  It is about letting go of all of that.  It isn't about becoming a great or wise person, it is about finding yourself apart from greatness, apart from accomplishment, apart from wisdom - because greatness and accomplishment are not food for the soul, they are food for the ego.  And I would rather be made fun of for my last two posts than to have anyone compliment me because this isn't about me or anything I have ever accomplished, this is about you, this is about us.  And if anything I said sounded cleaver or learned or accomplished or wise... you misunderstood me, I am a smile on a dog, and you can never know if the dog is really happy or if that is just the way a dog holds it's mouth.  The dog may seem happy but perhaps you are just interpreting the shape of the dog's mouth based upon your own previous experiences with that type of shape unless you really know me but the only way you can begin to know me is through yourself because I can be known but not if all you are paying attention to is the words I am typing, not if you know me with ideas, I can't be known that way the the truth is, neither can you.  You cannot be known with ideas, ideas are a possible outcome or byproduct of being but before ideas and without ideas is simply knowing.  On a certain level ideas prevent knowing and that is what I am talking about.  Know what I mean?

[RebeccaFog]

I am lost

not like hydrogen in water

or icicles on a glacier,

but like a piece of gravel

fallen from the back of a truck.

Yes, I did hit the road

but I certainly didn't hit it

running

[Pica Pica]

i am a friend, but in that piece you said you'd rather die than be mediocre.

Most people are mediocre, most people are complacent to live substandard lives. Take my mum for example she never resisted; failed school, worked in a factory, had me young, did the best she could, went back to work when we grew older and hates it but can't afford to stop. Has few real friends, never discovered her talents, when she dies there will be two children that miss her completely  but no statues. She will never achieve greatness or prosperity, or freedom, or harmony. Nor will most people.

So in writing what you wrote, you said you would rather die than be like the majority of people who give so much more than they expect in return, who take so little glory from life.

You said you were better than those people, and worst of all, you said you were better than my mum. And no one is.

[RebeccaFog]

That was a good comment, Pica.  No one is mediocre. Everyone is different and sometimes it's circumstance rather than ability that keeps a person from realizing their full potential.

I don't understand everybody, maybe not anybody, but I understand myself enough to know I fall short in my own eyes. If I can't meet my own standards, I'm certainly not fit to comment on the qualities of others.

Some people are forced to appear to be merely mediocre.  In their (seeming) mediocrity, there are stars burning brightly within them whose light is hidden behind the flash of falling stars, meteriorites, and the immediacey of the drudgery of life.

[Ell]

It is difficult to talk about this kind of stuff with people who have no interest in it.  And it seems like trying to explain it takes away from it and pollutes it because when you try to explain it to people, they begin to relate it to their own ideas, they reinterpret what you are trying to tell them and something get's lost in the translation, the translation from something you know in the center of your being without words or ideas, translated into words and ideas.

The thing is that it is not a words and ideas concept.  It is a wordless and idea less concept.  We use words and ideas to alienate others, to alienate ourselves from who we are.  We use words and ideas to form judgments.  Many people begin to believe that they are their ideas and that without their so-called wisdom and ideas they would be nothing.  But what they don't realize is that their words and ideas are actually their prisons, their self-imposed slavery, their insanity.

There have been people who have stood out like Thoreau and many of us read their words and think to ourselves, oh what a great man he was, such sage wisdom, such a great man.  But the greatness is not in the making of the man, the greatness is in the unmaking.  Many of us think that our intellectualism and wisdom will become our salvation, we just need to gather more ideas, the right ideas.  But freedom does not come from creating a bigger and better ego, a bigger and better construction of ideas racing about in one's mind like infinite logic loops, circular thought leading nowhere.  Freedom comes from recognizing the ego for what it is and finding yourself apart from it, alone from it.  Sadly so many of us are so bonded and identified with our egos that we will always interpret the unspeakable, the unwordable with our own preconceived ideas and preformed notions, the insanity of our own making, when two worlds collide, the worlds we have created in our own minds opposing a world where anything is possible.

What was this thread about again?

that was well said.  *gives Caprica-6 a Karma point*

-ell