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abc |
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10-Oct-2005-03:43:29 |
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Internet Borrego Desert |
I've never been here before.
I was reading a post on the message board.
UT was looking for a copy of the Last Incarnation.
Someone posted the link online.
I followed it.
I started reading.
I got to an entry about this place.
It said something like this:
"Only part of me will go back to Los Angeles, a larger part of me will remain in the desert. I will be here waiting. When you are ready to leave your relationships, lifestyles, jobs and limited ways of seeing reality behind, when you no longer have desires or attachments to this world, you should look for me out here in the desert. I'll be here waiting to take you out of this world and through other realities beyond time and dimension. Whenever you are ready, I'll be waiting."
So, I jumped in my vehicle and took off.
I got here and went up to the top of the mountain in my vehicle and stopped to ask for directions. On the way back down the mountain towards the beginning of the paths into the gorge, I stopped and pulled over still near the top of the mountain overlooking the east above the lights of the town below. I whipped out the cell phone and found there was connectivity, so I threw the cell phone modem in the laptop and connected to the internet. So, here I am on top of this mountain under the stars with the wind whipping around and typing away to ramalila.net. After this posting, I'll close up the laptop and head down the mountain to park at the beginning to the paths leading into the gorge. Then, I'll make my way along a path with a few things on my back. I have no idea where I am going. The smell out here is something like sweet and warm, a bit like Vegas. Before the sun set, as I was driving in, there were these cactus things which were like several branches shooting out of the ground at angles, thin and overgrown like they'd been feeding off a land with freakish hormones. Mystery school was playing and the sight of the overgrown plants mixed with the warm sweet air let me know that I had crossed over into a new place where things were more alive. As I make my way out into the desert for the first time later tonight and leave behind all of this, I will be looking, feeling, reaching and finally meditating. I'll let you all know how it goes...
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