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Post by lizane on May 26, 2005 13:07:05 GMT -5
I understand that Peeeter:
I know your stories are not about me.
It is what happens to me when I read your storeees.
Ok, so I AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMM crazy!
Do you all want me to go away? This is how I am This is who I am
either, please, softly I say this deal with me as I am don't think me ridiculous
I mean no offense But it is true that your writings are almost exactly the READING OF MY LIFE
and I have had a hard time with it. I am NOT attaching myself to you
SHAL WE LABEL ME?
dunno there is no label given
Delusional Illusional Paranoid Schizo what are some more?
well one I seem to have missed is very TALENTED
oh well, and now we're done
enjoy yourself, Peter
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Post by peter on May 26, 2005 16:31:19 GMT -5
practicing writting some of my ideas and sharing them.... its simple. breathing fish. breathing sailing. breathing writing.... breathing yoga... breathing breathing.. quietly in peace...like all otters... smilesssssssssss...
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Post by lizanne on May 26, 2005 16:56:18 GMT -5
Peter, Hi!
Listen, I picked up the copy of National Geographic and read 'bout Space and viewed the "artist's depiction" and and and
I am soooo excited!
If you have time afore you leave, I would love to spend some timee dooooing that metaphoric value on what I see, and I sing, and what I dance....
I have this incredible vision.
But don't know if it is ok to do that here, as well as, this child, continues to scream, "Mommie, Sally did it again! She stole my light."
And Mommie said, "Ronnie, I know, and you know how she is 'cause you are always complaining to me, and I have talked to her, and I have even yelled at her, and removed her voice, at least part of it. And maybe now, she will watch her P'S & Q'S, and not be who she is, so as not to disturb you, or, or , or!"
So, Peter, if you understand the above, and it is ok, as it will be somewhat lengthy, I would like to speak on the universe, painting a picture with words, bringing it home, right inside of humanity, riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigt to the heart of things!
Awaiting approval to be me here!
-L
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Post by peter on May 27, 2005 7:36:45 GMT -5
... The purring cool morning mist filled the river hollow where humble had grown up. He was traveling back to see friends, family and hopefully to practice some of the lessons he had been learning from his lifemates. "Have a relaxed swim and playfulll romp as you dwell on the lessons we are all learning" , blotter spoke in quiet revery with his younger. "we have every moment to remember some of the simple reasons why we came." "Nothing is so important that you should forget this one fact"
"humble?"
"yes blotter?"
Do you remember?"
"Yes blotter, I DO ... and will"
"Good kind gentle playfull humble, the moment is All.... Seek the elements with youre breathing and relax into the world of youre Minds eyes and enjoy what you witness."
"Blotter?"
"yes humble"
Where is aa, really"?
"She is out there" , blotter pointed towards the rainbows falling in every drop that lay within between him , the sun's eternity and this single expressive moment of living. but he would let humble find all that out for himself... after all.... that's the only true growing.. the quiet personal type that blotter tried to be mindfully thankfull for as he watched humble swim away.... And for aa? She is waiting out there without waiting. I enjoy wondering ...and remembering...
Humble reached the shore, shook himself off and started to get his scamper out.
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Post by peter on Jun 1, 2005 9:02:24 GMT -5
" What a very birthy birthday that was'' laughed blotter... just the way ilike it.. nice day...nice friends. a garden started.. good eaties ( the eats smaked in his memory as being extra extra special...YUMMMM)... and now it was another day to play, plant and remember... (botter practices his remembering by doing tai chi chaun and yoga) both very good for smiling ... wowwww , look at all those birds play in the newly turned dirt of the " friendship garden" as i hope others will see that is what it is.... (Otters are verrrrrrry good gardeners, when they want to be. ).. 8 people stoped by to help and commment on the garden.. nice.... blotters paws were filled with clay from throwing a pot when there was a knock on the door.... "Heloooooo", a voice called in... "hellllooooo...... "Did you know there was a backhoe turning over that space you wished to have youre garden in?... blotter smiled as he often does when others live choices that help everyone.... " yes , i knew! and went outside to play in the dirt until rain and bows covered it with the night fall.......... yeahhhhhhh .. the start of a new garden...,,,, nothing like it... yipeeeeeee...
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Post by peter on Jun 16, 2005 19:09:08 GMT -5
Theres a long strip of land that lies between the Atlantic and a biggggg bay( part of it anyway, it is called the Otter Banks.... blotter has Carolina rellies there and is going to go check out the fishing.......play some golf, and in general rest... peace... the garden is doing well.. I hope everyone is too.... time to skidattttle...
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Post by lizanne333 on Jun 16, 2005 20:37:45 GMT -5
ok, so and yes this is the blotter, that sent me, but then what kind of game are we playing here? Who is this blotter, please? ? _L
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Post by lizanne333 on Jun 16, 2005 20:42:42 GMT -5
is this some kind of strange courtship? -L
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Post by lizanne333 on Jun 17, 2005 0:22:22 GMT -5
Everybody, Have fun l ::)king. Downright dirty rotten trick. You all ought to be ashamed of yourselves. Got it! lizanne333
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Post by peter on Jun 23, 2005 11:53:02 GMT -5
"gotta keep an eye on those pesky weeds" thought blotter, but, it was way to late to let anyone know how to tell the difference between new seed plants and weeds in the NY. garden... sometimes. well, it is going to be what it is. and it is what it is....... .... but is it what it is?... (don't mind me.... its part of a little word poem...." nevvvvver mind..." gilda's voice still comes through... SUMMMMMMMMMERRRRRRRRRRRRRR...YEAHHHHH!!!!!!... Nova Scotia next...... theres this little rocky beach called INGGANISH that has Canadian jumping rocks that play there.... furtive little crittters, verrrry quick.. sort of like "Sboot, ( a stoat, blotter knows).... boing boing boing,,,, breathing well in the windy sand dunes where orville and wilbur played... neat place. I hope all is well... .. boing boing boing...... peace.p
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Post by Edina on Jun 24, 2005 1:20:18 GMT -5
Peter, hope you have a GREAT time in Nova Scotia! It's a beautiful province with its unique breathtaking landscapes.
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Post by Falion on Jun 24, 2005 8:13:56 GMT -5
Good day to you all...its been a little while for me, I ventured on an Archaeological dig with my sister ,through her Degree plan. We camped and excavated at an ancient (obviously) Native american site at Three rivers,in The Lincoln National Forest..Re-examined many cliff dwellings,arrow-heads,pottery,shoes, and bits of clothing..and DISCOVERED,what we hypothesised to be temp. hunting route camps...!! It was as Awesome experience, to say the least......We had an elderly Native American fellow, an Archaeologist , accompany us for his Intuitive knowledge, and espertise..This guy was amazing! spending the last few days with him really toned my spiritual strength..The parallels, and stark contrast between the Native american culture and Eastern philosophy's and religions is stunning!! They basically share the same insights, and knowledge (These also with Modern Physics, go figure.)Im going out on a limb to say this, but i honestly think these "people" HAVE the answers...This Guy (he never revealed his name,he claims to have no need for it, for it only emphasizes the self in this reality, when the self-being, having a seperate experience in this life is only an illusion, an example of the similarity with Eastern Thought) shared with us the use of Smoke Signals....your gonna like this!.......Apparently most tribes,when on a hunting mission, seperated into many small groups, seperated by great distances, for better chance of stalking choice game, herds..Our confusion/question was how did they communicate as to not lose each other, or to update on their locale and info....the answer was through smoke signals......when a smoke signal was seen it alerted the group to meditate all at the same time, so communication was handled through the tao, telepathically,spiritually....thus allowing the group to meet at exact coordinates, with precision...... . It was refreshing being in those ancient spots, feeling the pulsing spirit of those people, long ago re-absorbed into the 'Ultimate reality'...I wonder, to consider these people "An ancient civilization" implies that time has the great upper hand, it implies that we have "evolved" into a more "intellectual" civiliaztion with our fancy-shmancy technology, that we have progressed....but have we?.....are we?
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Post by peter on Jun 24, 2005 9:26:16 GMT -5
Thanks eeeeeeee... any suggestions?
Fallion.. I believe that no matter what paradigm is in fashion in this now, that we can not be divivded from anything, really... Its allllll smoke and mirrors..... except for the smoke you were talking about..... i agree that there is sooooo much we have forgoten,, forgotten... (spelling tooo) about those who are with us now, who were with us and who will be with us ( all a subjective mental position- agreement we share)... For me ... its the expanding present... so i look for chances to remember.. in wildlife, animal and plant and in the exercise of the mind... mine. and dictionary . sometimes..... by the way... as a "connection" yesterday.. My neighbor wrote and asked what plants were a weed and what were new plants''''' so i thought her the answer and will let you know what happens,,, coool... my smoke signal gig is a bit rusty.. I would love to read more about youre adventure... any ermine? wolverines? martins? stoats? ottters? hummm?.. peace.p
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Post by Falion on Jun 25, 2005 15:07:52 GMT -5
Hey peter....in response,as far as the wildlife encounters, we did see many Mule Deer, herds here and there of females and their young, no Bucks though...lots of gorgeous Eagles, and hawks, watching them is purly enchanting...and little critters as well......
What is an Ermine?
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Post by peter on Jun 26, 2005 10:24:40 GMT -5
hey f..... eagles? cool!...... Ermine is a Mustilidae, member of the large family that make up otters, wolverines, ferrets, weasels, badgers and other critters that have mostly been abused for furry pelts or just out of plain ignorance slautered through the last few centuries ... On the other hand.... they comprise a large group of playfull , intelligent and curious animals that are a pleasure to enjoy... blotter comes from this line. ... .. sunday here , garden has been watered and the whitemantree tree is back... ... I am heading to Northern Nova Scotia and hope to enjoy sighting a few " baldies" and other birds while playing around.... peace. p
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