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pancake |
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2-Apr-2003-00:06:56 |
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Frozen Moonlight Howling |
1979 -> 1986: I sat in the back, went on the Trips, never said more than twenty physical words to or with Atmanada/Rama/Teacher the whole time I was joined with All Of You. And when I knew to swing off on my own, and I said 'goodbye', he laughed. "Don't think you'll get away with this *that* easily...!" He was right, still I never looked back.
But this lone wolf remembers, all these years flown past, and he stands in the pines at the edge of the canyon, bright high-singing moonlight, crisp wind and driven snow purity: freezing points of ice-jewels, impeccable scents of great subtlety up across the ridge from the deepblack forests below me.
There is no finer thing than to howl for y'all just now, to call your Attention to the beauty of the moon and stars and the unconditional clarity of this winter life, scenes that no shivering rabbit would have the Heart to understand. 'Uncommonly Fine' I say to you: be that your Mantra.
May all who read this find your Heart's Desire! May it be Today!
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