i'm pretty sad about not traveling again, too

it's not like i was some jet setter, but now i don't even have the option

Those are some of the things he might have said were it not for the dock fright, too.

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???

have you tried rebooting your workstation?

or simply taking it apart?

I am here but I cannot assist you

Word it differently. Some words break it for some reason

dell

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:

Oh i have a general idea

the anatolian plateau?

HAHAHAHAHA yes

^ what's the origin of this new "phenomenon" ?

laughter?

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

"I wish to submit a new thread, but clicking the 'submit' button doesn't seem to work anymore. Does anybody know how to fix this problem?"

wtf I hate menudo now

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.

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

anyone who's been keeping up with the JJ Program will notice he's laughing in a very specific way these days, & quite often

call me cynical but i believe it to be some kind of gag!

I'll call your cynical!

hey joey goldberg's cynical -- what's your number? im gonna call you too

hey smashingjj are you still having some accountability with tehb0lly!!1?