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it's not like i was some jet setter, but now i don't even have the option
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Those are some of the things he might have said were it not for the dock fright, too.
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In the Time Portal of YOSOY (Iam) path, on 02022020, we'll expand the nodes of the Planetary Web. This day everyone will join where they are, in resonance
LOCATION: We will publish the map of the Web with the energetic lines and spots to connect. Simply by being on one of this lines or in some temple/mountain/lake/park close to the line, you will be joining the flow that day. Look in the map for the closest spot! RECOMMENDATIONS: Meditate: ******* Mind, Soul & Body; Sound, Energy & Matter. E.g. “4 Keys meditation” (in highlights). Above everything: FLOW. Let yourself go through the energies of the web. Listen to AMMA 12 Mantras (youtube & spotify) and to the YOSOY song. |
does anyone here understand or know the deliciousness of menudo?
viva mexico! |
im trying to make a thread and netphoria wont let me, wont load once i hit submit. moderators?? is there a moderator here who can assist me???
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or simply taking it apart?
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Hey babe :)
where u been? |
So I get to Konya this evening and go over to Rumi's shrine to check it out in the dark and the green thingy, here this:
IS ALL COVERED UP WITH A FUCKING TARP FOR RENOVATION :hanging: |
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the anatolian plateau?
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HAHAHAHAHA yes
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^ what's the origin of this new "phenomenon" ?
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Just saw Rumi's tomb/shrine. :cool:
Now going to see the dervishes whirl. :cool::cool::cool::cool: What you Western fellahs up to? Been to Starbucks today yet? :p |
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This World Which Is Made of Our Love for Emptiness
Praise to the emptiness that blanks out existence. Existence: This place made from our love for that emptiness! Yet somehow comes emptiness, this existence goes. Praise to that happening, over and over! For years I pulled my own existence out of emptiness. Then one swoop, one swing of the arm, that work is over. Free of who I was, free of presence, free of dangerous fear, hope, free of mountainous wanting. The here-and-now mountain is a tiny piece of a piece of straw blown off into emptiness. These words I'm saying so much begin to lose meaning: Existence, emptiness, mountain, straw: Words and what they try to say swept out the window, down the slant of the roof. |
I am part of the load
Not rightly balanced I drop off in the grass, like the old Cave-sleepers, to browse wherever I fall. For hundreds of thousands of years I have been dust-grains floating and flying in the will of the air, often forgetting ever being in that state, but in sleep I migrate back. I spring loose from the four-branched, time -and-space cross, this waiting room. I walk into a huge pasture I nurse the milk of millennia Everyone does this in different ways. Knowing that conscious decisions and personal memory are much too small a place to live, every human being streams at night into the loving nowhere, or during the day, in some absorbing work. |
Our death is our wedding with eternity.
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We drove down to 7 corners yesterday to get Bahn mi. And I picked up my favorite Durian cakes. It's Tết Trung Thu Autumn Festival so we got Moon Cakes too
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call me cynical but i believe it to be some kind of gag! |
I'll call your cynical!
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hey joey goldberg's cynical -- what's your number? im gonna call you too
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hey smashingjj are you still having some accountability with tehb0lly!!1?
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