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Post by JTwolf on Mar 22, 2005 10:02:06 GMT -5
sorry blotter.....but I bet the look on your whiskered face was priceless!!
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Post by peter on Mar 22, 2005 16:07:19 GMT -5
jt? no sorries..... without youre gifts , how could I have tried to swim with the fishes, let alone have a morsel....? The Images of fishness is enough to make me want to swim in that view. The echo of a photo of a photo shines brightly and brilly!.... thanksssssssssssssssssss... fish fish fish,, makes me smileeeeee and smileeeeee. b
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Post by JTwolf on Mar 22, 2005 18:06:13 GMT -5
Actually that is the actual shot....was taken below 7 Falls just outside Colorado Springs....large pool below the falls and the fish were schooling right underneath me.....leaned over the railing and pointed down and shot! It amazed me when I first saw the shot after downloading.
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Post by peter on Mar 22, 2005 20:08:39 GMT -5
WOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO WONDER I FELT I COULD JUMP IN.... GREEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTT SHOTTTT!!!!!!!... FANTASTIC... somehow when you mentioned an aquarium, i somehow thought you had enlarged the photo,placed it under a fish aquarium then partially filled the tank with clear water and shot again.... (you can see how fragmented and silly my mind is, and how litttle i know of photography) againnnnn. that is one of the most beautiful shots I have EVVVVVER seen...REAL ART...... peace. p
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Post by JTwolf on Mar 22, 2005 22:15:44 GMT -5
hmmmmmmmm....that would be an interesting effect! But no, the aquarium came in because I have the shot taped to the front of my aquarium! I have fish I don't have to feed and water I don't have to change!!
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Post by JTwolf on Mar 22, 2005 22:16:49 GMT -5
and thank you Peter....
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Post by peter on Mar 23, 2005 11:47:06 GMT -5
Blotter knew it was just an idea of a fish. "And thats all I ever need to know' 'There is no difference between an idea and the "real thing''. NOt reeeeeallllllllly. blotter stood at the edge of jt's memory for a moment and then just leaned his body into the distance between seeing and letting go . He fell towards the water. Sppppplashhhhhhh! The trout split like Leonoindes Meteores in an recent alambama sky.... the fish smiled and so did blotter. ' Jt take another picture right now and look carefully for an otter' blotter thought.... as he swam with smiles all around. 'now thattttttt wassssss fun!...hmmmm not much to it reeeeally. just let go. stopholding the world up for divisions and you can swim any type of water , climb any tree , fly any sky , pet any cat..... love any love... hmmmmm ." love any love" hmmmmm..... has a nice feel to it.
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Post by JTwolf on Mar 23, 2005 20:33:13 GMT -5
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Post by peter on Mar 24, 2005 12:26:52 GMT -5
Zooooooooom..... spiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnn swoooooosh snowball humble and blotter were sailing the snow ridged edges along the freshly covered banks of the river.. "wheeeeeeeeee- MOUFFFF" snowball hit the bank as he was laughing and got a stuffed mouth of snow. blotter rolled, crying almost wetting himself watched him try to back out of the hill he just flew right into with out noticing his speed or the angle of the hill. Blotter was beside himself . humble just looked silly, thats all. The only thing you could see was his tail winding around in circles as he tried to find some leverage so that he might back out... Blotter went over to him and gave him a helping paw... and pulled.... POMFFFF. they both fell back... .. Humble blinked and looked around . blotter started all over again with his own gaieties.... Humble started laughing too.'did you seeeeee that?, humble muffed. Matai just watched scratching her big furry ears and wondered why , for the millionth time, why she was not hibernating... She also wondered if blottter had noticed the change in the white tree. she knew it was comming. she felt it.. did blotter? did he kow what it might mean?
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Post by peter on Mar 29, 2005 9:51:49 GMT -5
" Commmmmmme ONNN blotter!!!" Snowball Humble shouted... theres milesssss to goooooooo... " and with that , humble let go and started another fast slide towards another unseen curve in the river bank. blotter heard him. but he also heard Matai. he stopped, came up on his stance and smelled the air. Although Matai was a long ways off , blotter looked right into her eyes and whispered " yes Matai, I think I , do know". 'but lets see what happens? Ok?''
Matai closed her eyes and breathed in very deeeply as she bowed in silence. Matai was practiceng breathing the world as she also renewed her connections to it. she smiled inside as she smiled for blottters knowing, which was her's tooooo. she exhaled. In that moment she noticed that the tree carpet was becoming red and soon would be showing green. Her favorite color... " Yes, Lets wait and See."
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Post by peter on Apr 6, 2005 11:01:25 GMT -5
" fish fish fish", blotter thought, as usual.
"a nice snork of something, like a trout? " he just smiled to himself knowing that the Hudson river could be walked on , but not with trout... maybe a shad or carp.. but trout? i dont think so....
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Post by peter on Apr 13, 2005 18:13:55 GMT -5
"with a bit of memory and a rendering thought there is no divisions of unity,,,Its like trying to divide the air from the wind. like the water from the tide, the light from the stars..... like trying to take the quiet out of silence..." "no , there is no seperating steps from the journey." no method or exact division of anything when youre trying to set youreself free....( its a personal joourrrrney) taken alone... ... blotter heard Matai now even more clear in his reverence breathing.... He knew that the tree and the bear were changing speeds together... and soon liz would come across them both. Maybe in the city or in the woods or in a dreams quiet moment.... That no space- space when Youuuuuu just know.. ya know?
blotter and the trout had come to an understanding and they were all happy.
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Post by peter on Apr 15, 2005 11:43:51 GMT -5
"Blotter? "Yes Humble?"
"Did you just say goodbye to Matai?"
" Yes humble, I did." "and the whitetree? is gone, too?"
"yes humble, the whitetree has left too"
"blotter?"
"yes humble?
"Are you going to leave too"? snowball's tail was in his mouth as if it was worried too.
"Yes snowball..... Im going too. but..... not yet."
"Take youre tail out of youre mouth, I want to show you something, and when i am done I want you to tell me what you feelthink ."
"Blotter?"
"yes humble?"
"When are you going to go?"
"not this moment, but, some moment humble ",
blottter's mindeye went back to the eyes of Matai as she whispered something he had missed . her mouth was shaping the words.... blotter leaned into his memory....... "Take youre tail out of youre mouth"...... and then..... she was gone
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Post by lizanne333 on Apr 15, 2005 12:50:29 GMT -5
Thank-you Peter.
If you only knew, why, and what happened, that caused me to sleep.
Consider this:
A sea anenome relaxed, firmly attached to a rock source of security, arms flailing with the pulse of the sea in which it resides. Clown fish swim through the arms gently stimulating them and receiving stimulation therin. All is well, and as it should be.
Then one day a --mans came along, and saw the beauty of the anenome. Wanting it for ----selves, -hey ripped it from its' foundation, threw it into a bucket, with stale sea, and the anenome didn't know any longer where it was.
The --mans roughly pulled its tender being from the bucket, transplanting it to another form of the sea, but the nurturance was not in this water, and the environ ment was not safe, there was no foundation for the precious one to attach to, there in the artificial setting.
Other life, now seeing a damaged one in their midst, began to attack it, play with it, humour themselves with it, all the while knowing nothing about the nature of the one they attack, or even caring abit.
All they know is that they are doing what they do, and it is the way of life, is it not? The strong prey upon the weak, and will steal their very soul if they can, maybe even eat it too!
The anenome withdrew its arms into its being in defense. And there they stayed, disconnected from its surroundings, for the surroundings were continually dangerous.
With courage that only life force can deliver, the anenome periodically continued to come out, only to be attacked again and again.
One day, a discerning --man "saw" the tragic predicament of this precious anenome. Gently, and lovingly -- lifted it out of the false environment, and placed it in a safer sea, to work with it, watch it, "see" its' needs; hand feed it, lend --- soul to it, that it may recover, hopefully, from the trauma of its' life. Eventually, some of its arms began to unfold again, and sway in the rich nurturance of this artificial sea, and began to feed on its' own.
Seeing some recovery, the discerning one introduced clown fish into its' environment to play among its arms. But the anenome still withdraws its' arms as it perceives the clown fish's stimulation as another attack.
"Poor little one", says the discerning one, "a little too much, a little too soon. Let's remove the clowns, partition them away, that you can see them, but you cannot hurt yourself with them", -- says.
Then one day the anenome saw a "Great Light" inside of itself, and realized that it found its' true Source, its' true Foundation inside of itself.
Now, with the interest of others offering their ideas also, the discerning one wonders, "Can it be, is it time yet to release this precious one back into the sea. " it is progressing, but ever so slowly. It knows on some level that it was never at fault for the behaviour of those who had the chance to help restore it to safety; but instead took it again to themselves to extract its life essence for their own purposes."
"But can it survive in the "wild" of the sea, again? Is it time to release it?, for there are still the same predators in the sea, and what happens if another choses to take from it its' life for their own purpose?"
"Do they not know, that the anenome has always given freely of itself to them? Do they not know in their greed that is what the anenome does, is give and give of itself?"
The discerning one wonders. "Somehow, someway, I watch and hope to see the day this little one can give to itself the sustenance it needs. Will it develop a discerning of its' own; a defense that it needs, to fend off predators? Will it see predators far enough in advance, attracted to its' naievte, to protect itself?"
"Hmmm...." Not yet time, getting close, but not quite yet." This little one must rise up in and of its' own power; learn to take responsibility for its' own life; learn to pay attention to the plane of existence in which it resides, and the rules therein. As difficult as that is for one of its' experience, certainly more difficult than other anenomes in the sea who have never experienced such things, but none the less, it is imperative, and I have done all that I can, and I hope it sees that I will be available should it need me, but........."
The little anenome still says, "Come unto me, all ye that struggle, and labor, and hurt, are bound, and in need. to be set free, and I will hold you in me, awhile, as long as I can, if you are willing to share yourselves with me, and together WE shall ascend to the ACTUAL levels of "LIGHT' that I have seen; a bit at a time, level upon level, ever so slowly, yet ever so fast. Maybe, I will see Matai...and have tea, and share yoga, and allow my sprit to release more into all of my arms, and and and....."
.We shall see.
An anenome with unusual characteristics Lizanne
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Post by peter on Apr 15, 2005 14:34:53 GMT -5
wave wave wave
blotter , still, to this day occasssionally finds his tail being chewed on....then he laughs.....
and breathes in his lifemusic which he hears often in the trees near the rivers around the rocks resting in the sun eating a fish drinking some tea sending a prayer cleaning his mustachio drinking the water he swims in.
"It took along time for you to get where you are" blotter heard Matai say often. Mostly when blotter got antsy about knowing ."Its going to take you some more time to be in the same place". "or a different one" she laughed.. Matai did that often. "but dont waste any time." You are not going to live as blotter, forever... " " theres only one thing you can do right NOW, to make a difference" "and what's that, Matai?"
"When you fish? FISH!" blotters tails swished up towards his mouth.
"Or maybe i should say , that, if youre going to eat that thing, Eat it with all youre conviction!!!!!"
"just dont choke!"... matai left for awhile the way she always did.... gave young blotter time to figure it out.
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