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Post by Grave on Apr 1, 2005 9:29:30 GMT -5
We are seagulls of same family... we already have same speed...
up up and awaaayeee!
Grave(It said we need not fly at all to catch up)
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Post by Edina on Apr 1, 2005 9:57:14 GMT -5
How true is that!!!
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Post by Falion on Apr 1, 2005 10:02:49 GMT -5
Do you all also get the feeling that we have known each other? Of the same flock? Which one of us is here now? which one has jumped to another realm? Human or not? How would we know? you know.
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Post by Edina on Apr 1, 2005 10:45:19 GMT -5
You know my answer to that. Even if we met, you can never know...
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Post by peter on Apr 2, 2005 9:10:15 GMT -5
The spring drizzle surrounded what was left of the last winter snowfall as locals wondered if their houses were safe from floods. They weren't. What they didnt know, or didnt want to know, was that the commmunity they had decided to be part of was going to be washed away in 24 hours. All through yesterday and all through the night , trees c0ntinued to fall over from over saturation of the ground. Not really a surprise if you look at the flood plain that they were encouraged to build their homes in . " Thats a flood zone" said the prospective buyer " But once every hundred years or so" said the realtor, "Besides it has a great school district"
And so it goes... many people make decissions in a defacto mode " well it is a preety neighborhood" or dont listen to thier instints, " its in a FLOOOOOOODDDDDDDD ZOOOOOONEEEEEEE!!! " and sign up with a bank , forgetting that they chose this hell , that was about to hit them.
'ahhhh... human drama' the white tree thought. and then thought about the forest drama. The one it was involved with...
Matai wandered the deep woods. Blottter headed for high ground and away from the river as he and many of the rivers inhabitants cleared out. ' just reading the signs' thought blotter... "Only Natural"
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Post by peter on Apr 6, 2005 11:10:22 GMT -5
" how long are we going ot stay up here blotter" asked humble.
" wellllllll? blotter smiled. "I guess its a nice enough day to push on'. 'the water is going to be very muddy and no fun to eatswimwash in' blottter just laughed anyway.... "This is just where i am right now and this isssss the way it is" snow ball humble was looking at the buds on the treees whispering in the wind and asked blotter " how long we going to stay here blotter?"
blottter rolled around in even more laughter as he knew how snowball liked to play. " i guess we could stay here for another while if you want snowball?"
snowball laughed too....."nahhh, lets gooo ." and they started to head east.... ruffeling through thoughts of mountain streams and clear clean rivers.
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Post by peter on Apr 8, 2005 11:12:14 GMT -5
When the golden leaf of cares left in the fall
i watched untouched in the windy waters of playing
without defence
I know the spring will wash me away as the
clouds lay back in the end of their playfullness.
I feel humble in the trees and in the presense of
Matai's choices.......... blotter thought while thinking
of all of our innocence..
He knew the time was close yet also knew he
would never come this way again... May be it didn't matter .. maybe it did.. blotter found the moving water and slipped into it from the moving bank.
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Post by peter on Apr 13, 2005 18:21:01 GMT -5
with his eyes closed, blottter seemed to be seeing better... he glided down river during the lazing days, floating with others going their own ways... softly wrapped and wrapping himself in moments and memories in which he looked all around... heading home. swimming. breathing. remembering without boundries.
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Post by peter on Apr 15, 2005 11:03:06 GMT -5
.... "Yes. said the tree". ....."yes said the bear".
All that ever was and will be was comming into them both now. Right nowwwww! Thr tulipwood, red dogwood, eastern rosebud, Forsitheia, came out in this moment for all to see. All the buds moved slightly in their own knowing that the time had come. Blotter stood their whispering to Matai his sorrrowjoy that washed thorugh him.
" The gathering weight and the escaping lightness, my true freind is in this place for us. We have sought it with all of our attention and breath. There is the water of silence, and there is the sleep of another spinning passage. Our life has swung in trees so dear. It was so nice to have you in my life , you are soooo dear."... blotter's eyes danced , fountains raced towards swimming streams. He knew this moment was comming, yet , now that the earth silence was every where, he was in despair.... please Matai, please tree. please man sing our songs of spring and walks of joy and in quiet , burn in my heart softly and slow" "
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Post by peter on Apr 15, 2005 11:24:17 GMT -5
His tears did merge with the air and the moving sea. The earthair , memory of snowsun and dreamsongs all became silently clear. the folding of bear and White tree had begun. The sharing of knowing matching energy filled the air for just one moment more. Matai's worldeyes shared her flowing love with this living dream, blottter tears smiledlaughed at his knowing too. Matai and the tree were moving in away that the living often fail to know. Yet could. Blotter was seeing his own journeypath. The one Matai and tree knew long ago..... " good bye matai my love, my teacherfriend.. I will remember this giftguiding and direction in which i will follow" blotter breathed another momentmoment- life in which, a second ago , witnessed the passage of two infinities . Snowball humble was playing with a fish when he noticed blotter appear on the the leafy shore. Snowball just noticed blotters eyes and silently let his own eyes rest there.
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Post by lizanne333 on Apr 15, 2005 17:45:25 GMT -5
Dear Blotter,
Please, before you go; remember July 30, 3003
La Sainte-Chapelle? Paris, France?
Remember, where Robespierre, Marie-Antoinette, and countless others breathed their last?
Forget not the strings. Can you hear them now? Such accoustics here in this chapel! Stop schooching in your seat, Blotter! They can hear it everywhere that they be, sit still and listen throughout eternity, the sounds of:
PACHELBEL
Canon
TCHAIKOWSKY
Elegie pour cordes
BARBER
Adagio pour cordes
MOZART
Petit Musique de Nuit
ALBINONI
Adagio en sol mineur pour cordes
FAURE
Nocturne/b]
Blotter, this memory, don't forget to take it with you- sailing upon the seas; wind whipping your hair, sun burning your cheeks. My thanks and love I give you for setting me free, and my voice cracks with emotion.....C U, C U, C, U!
Lizanne
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Post by peter on Apr 19, 2005 10:47:53 GMT -5
noticing the simplicity in a leaf i have been visiting for a month or so is such a connecting event. When the white tree was covered in snow just a few weeks ago i came out and took a good look at "budd" .. two days ago budd was yawing and streching out of his sleeping bag... "dude , its almost time to wake up... wanna cup of tea or something?" all i got was silence. Today the budd i knew is gone and "lief" is there.. but not a full grown. budd/lief has such a wonderfull color this morning.. ..a bright yellowgreeny irridescent glow... The white tree has thousands of witnesses that have come to reclaim their part in this being.... fun fun fun... In a few weeeks things will be more spring. then summer.. fall and winter. thats just the way it is for us all.... me? same thing.... budd lief.... Bud Leaf... maybe a buddlia...... not a common plant out here, but.. out west? its knkown as the butterfly bush... in new zealand? noxious weeed..... Im feeling buddliaish really.. thanks for reading .... my motorcycle is calling... bye.............
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Post by peter on Apr 19, 2005 10:57:14 GMT -5
lizanne... look for me in jous en jous or buc. later in the south , aviognon or near the vinyards of chateneuf du pape... Plans still include going to the world cup in 2006.. sailing into the med and leaving the boat in Split. Croatia is calling and the agean, Hmmm then winter in the Balearics... Parma... or Malta... sort of depends on the winds... goood list of favorites there.. love all of their music....... plenty of green and blue out there... for us all... peace....p and of course.... TREES.... otterousscampalotus out...
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Post by lizanne333 on Apr 24, 2005 10:25:31 GMT -5
Peter says:
There is a place, have to look it up, in Croatia where widows, make silk. They actually feed the silkworms mulberry leaves, and place the cocoons (they look like those beige, sortof pinkish candy peanuts we use to eat)in heated water (specific temperature). They then begin to pull the silk off the cocoon and it forms a strand, which they continue to pull and wrap around a spool. They then spin it, and weave the most beautiful fabric. They are looking for "natives" to carry on the tradition.
Hmmmm, last time I looked, I was a native of some sort, well anysort I wanna be. Hmmm sounds inviting. It was so gorgeous, and island, quaint, peaceful, and you can see the sea, and who knows I think I see a 39 footer silently gliding by. Hi! Petermoniablotter, et al.
As for the rest of your vision, haven't yet learned to fly like that, maybe in time. Until such time, you know where to find me! Lizanne
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Post by peter on May 15, 2005 7:30:34 GMT -5
" Who can really say they know anything about life to another"? Matais voice often whispered to blotter as he went to Whitemantreee to visitlook for Matai. She was here, yet not here. Blotter relaxed relaxed relaxed..." breeeeeeeeeeathe" he willed. "yes , thats it, breeeeeathe"... blottter slipped into his otherottter. He could make this shift now without Matai's help but it always seeemed more complete when she was there, almost as if feeling her touching him the way she used to... "Yesssssss. blotter thought, 'it is the bodymemory of her , that rides through me as I shift between the worlds of perception". BLOTTER KNEW THAT SHE WAS RIGHT. tHERE IS NO WORDS, ONLY WITNESSSING. Whitemantree stood in a glaze of irridescent air and close by, floated Matai...... Blotters mind reached them both as he shimmered in thier knowing. " Im glad you found us" she thought inside a smile, as she knew humble finding "AA" for the first time was in perfect sync with blotter making his journey here. "did you know that you just gave humble what he needed blotter"? Matai asked ... " Wha?" blotter answeredthought.... "I did ? " "HOw?.... "HUH, I did wha?" blotter felt just as if he met Matai for the first time... "just another lesson he smiled as he knew he would" blotter laughed.... and saw "AA" and humble too...
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