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November 13, 2007 at 5:50 pm #437
In reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories
Yurick was singing [*]
Well, all you need is love and understanding
Ring the bell and let the people know
We’re so happy and we’re celebratin’
Come on and let your feelings showNovember 13, 2007 at 10:07 am #1938In reply to: Armelle – meditations, dreams, synchs, thoughts
Yurick wondered for a moment what action was required behind “floating downstream”, the motto that his friend Finn was brandishing with renewed fervor at each of their encounters.
Perhaps it was actually a “non action”, and that reminded him of all the Taoist texts he had loved to read when he was younger. One of the tenets of the philosophy of Taoists was wu wei 無為 or “non action”, but this was not meant as being lazy and passive, quite the contrary… A bit of a mind-stretching concept:
WU WEI (from the 道德经 Dao de jing, attributed to Lao Zi)
The Sage is occupied with the unspoken
and acts without effort.Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.When he had asked his friend Elias about this, Yurick got that answer,
“We have spoken previously of how you each have divorced yourselves from essence, and subsequently have forgotten your own native language. You now incorporate a desire to be connecting with essence, to be dissolving of the veils that exist between the focus and the entirety of the whole. In this, it communicates to you, but you have forgotten your language! Therefore, be not in distress; and allow yourself the opportunity to be assimilating a new language, and not pressing yourself to be attempting to interpret within your present language.” [session 100, June 16, 1996]
and that completed nicely another thing he had previously heard from him, speaking about our natural language in essence:
“Be listening to your impressions and be recognizing of your impulses, and DO NOT be denying of your impulses! This is your language to yourself from essence, and it is not harmful to you. It naturally moves you into the most efficient directions, but you are taught within your belief systems to be discounting of your impulses and to be suspect of your impulses, for they are bad. They are not! They are your natural language to yourself. Therefore, be listening to this language.” [session 294, July 01, 1998]
So basically, floating downstream, or being in the wu wei state of mind required only one thing, to be focusing and acting upon our impulses, and not judging or denying them… Probably the most challenging thing we are learning to do now…
November 12, 2007 at 10:29 pm #1398In reply to: Join me for a gourd of langoat milk……
Let’s add some quotations from our Friend Oscary
A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal.
A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her.
Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.
America had often been discovered before Columbus, but it had always been hushed up.
America is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence without civilization in between.
Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.
Arguments are to be avoided; they are always vulgar and often convincing.
November 12, 2007 at 10:22 pm #1397In reply to: Join me for a gourd of langoat milk……
You’ll notice that it works better when there is interesting content. Like on Armelle’s thread of meditation, dreams, syncs and thoughts , there are advertisements on how to get abundant, and on philosophy, and reality creation and such… It’s quite impressive.
Guess we will be bound to Guinness advertisements here
November 12, 2007 at 10:18 pm #1394In reply to: Join me for a gourd of langoat milk……
Does the world alzheimer work? or the word puppies or the word house and holidays… mmm buy a new car? or save money?
or monkey island? the big mama is drunk and she gives you soup…November 12, 2007 at 9:00 pm #1574In reply to: Synchronicity
not very nice to lemon trees, this song, also now I can’t get it out of my head.
for the maligned lemon treeNovember 12, 2007 at 9:06 am #1573In reply to: Synchronicity
Ahahaha! In the Drôle’s garden all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree …
And I wonder now
“When life gives you lemons, make lemonade”, anyone? Perhaps a quote to add to Armelle’s list
And believe it or not, there’s a mandarin version of the lemon tree by Tracy !
November 10, 2007 at 5:04 am #1570In reply to: Synchronicity
Finn and baby synch
Advice for Becky
WELL I thought this was hilarious.
yes, but everyone knows you are weirdoNovember 9, 2007 at 5:58 pm #1865In reply to: Rafaela’s Random Ramblings
I love the gaspard name… I wanted my sister to call her son Gaspard
she didn’t like itNovember 9, 2007 at 5:52 pm #1313In reply to: Yuki’s Livrary
November 9 th
For Yurick, or perhaps shall we say, The Artist Formerly Known As Quintin this sequence of sequence of 911 has the signification of a reminder to be paying attention to self, and being present to himself.
The last few days have been, in appearance, quite devoid of exciting new installments of the story, yet, we nudge him not to judge this lack of activity on his part as categorically as he has been used to do. It was a time of self-retreat, a time we have shared with many other essences, as all is connected.
A very fine point which has been brought forth by Elias a few days ago (in Yurick’s perception of time) has been that you want to appreciate the process. His illustration was that of a beautiful flower bud that you hold, and that you don’t want to tear open, but rather let itself reveal its splendor, and also, its surprises.It has prompted Yurick to remember something, which had lots of meaning to him.
Some years ago, when he was in Kyoto’s forests, he picked up an acorn, as he liked to have seeds or tree corns in his pockets. Back from his trip, in his home, there was this big pot of earth were an old plant had died from the summer heat, and he planted the acorn in it.
And he waited. Till he had to move, some months later, having renounced to have the acorn grow at all, as the soil’s surface was remaining desperately flat. Perhaps it had rotten altogether. Before leaving the apartment, Yurick started to rummage with his bare hands into the soil, to look for the remains of the acorn he believed had rotten, only to find it perfectly healthy. And even more, it had grown lots of long roots.
So he took it back home, where it was planted and still continues to grow at a rapid rate.Looking at the now big sapling reminds Yurick how that process of growing roots was important for the plant, as they were essential for the oak to be able to survive the winters colds and the summers heats.
Such is the importance of these moments were inspiration seem to be scarce, or away. It is ever present, growing its roots very carefully inside the soil of your being, and expanding your connexions, redefining some, bringing new nourishments to yourself… The effects are not always immediately visible, but things never cease to move.
Be prepared to be amazed by the colors of the flowers and leaves your seed produces, for as Yurick’s oak was an unusual kind of oak (a chestnut oak ), the very seeds that are in your pockets or waiting in the soils of your dream gardens may reveal their own surprises…
November 9, 2007 at 8:34 am #1936In reply to: Armelle – meditations, dreams, synchs, thoughts
9/11/2007
Finn’s raft has mysteriously disappeared. This can’t be good for floating.Oh no, it is just slow to load .. so Finn thought her raft had disappeared, but in actual fact it hadn’t at all. All is well.
November 9, 2007 at 8:15 am #433In reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories
Vincentius wanted to know where Arona had been heading.
She rummaged in her bag and pulled out her map to show him. Then her honestly got the better of her. No idea really, she confessed. How about you?
No idea either, said Vincentius.
Arona tried to look serious, then cracked up laughing and after a moment Vincentius joined in. Arona could not help but note what a lovely musical laugh he had. Definitely no snorting, and for a moment she thought fondly of dear wandering Sanso. I Wonder where he is now?
While they were busy laughing, they did not notice the woman arrive, but all of a sudden there she was, an old, bent, withered crone. An apparition of pure ugliness. Their laughter stopped abruptly.
Laughing my little lovelies were you, please don’t stop on my account said the crone. What a perfectly delightful sound. Music to my poor old ears. And she cackled gleefully.
oh Lordy, muttered Mandrake, his patience wearing thin with all the, what he considered, unwarranted and unnecessary joyfulness.
and what a cute little pussy cat, said the old woman, her long gnarly fingers gently resting on Mandrake for a moment. Mandrake snarled.
and a baby, said the old woman, reaching out to Yikesy who was cradled in Arona’s arms.
November 6, 2007 at 7:30 am #1862In reply to: Rafaela’s Random Ramblings
The nurse kept calling Judyettes new grandson Jared!
November 3, 2007 at 7:31 pm #1490In reply to: The Room of Requirements
hmmm something has gone wrong with my footnotes
Malvina’s Dragon Rookery # 286
November 3, 2007 at 6:04 pm #432In reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories
Inspired by the courageous example of Finn, Quintin was thinking of changing his name too.
There were too many Quintins out there, and he needed to find something more suitable. Michaela had mistaken him again for another Quintin, and of course, Quintin had heard Elias laugh in the background.
Yann’s battery of his new phone was charged at 33%, so that was probably a confirmation too.Why not something like Yurick…
Looking for a confirmation, Quintin found this.YORICK: Altered form of JORCK. This name was used by Shakespeare for a court jester in his play ‘Hamlet’.
JORCK: Danish form of GEORGESo that was it… Having recently read some poems from George Gordon Byron, Quintin thought that it was in perfect sync.
Yurick was henceforth adopted.Interestingly, Yurick noticed that it was the 303 rd comment posted. So it was obviously another confirmation. Perhaps that with his new name, now Yurick wouldn’t need 3 confirmations in a row…
November 3, 2007 at 4:56 pm #1390In reply to: Join me for a gourd of langoat milk……
Amazigh tea on the menu today, guys!
Eric, can we have a time travel party yurt icon?
November 3, 2007 at 10:15 am #431In reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories
Ooops… All that farting was as exhausting as being in labour, thought the mummy.
(What!? no farting mummy icon
)November 3, 2007 at 10:06 am #1452In reply to: Talks on the latest Instalments
Wowowow Tracy!! What’s that about Sam being 123?
Malvina’s Dragon Rookery # 298
November 3, 2007 at 9:53 am #1565In reply to: Synchronicity
Well just roaming the web I found that link to asaris people :
and they say :
A typical asari individual has a blue and/or green complexion.
look at the Asaris — The blue men’s world — by Írtak
And they also say that : Despite their small military size, their flagship, the Destiny Ascension, is the most powerful warship ever constructed.
Are they also ascended
November 2, 2007 at 9:29 pm #430In reply to: Circle of Eights, Stories
Becky was in labour. Well, I don’t know why they call it ‘labour’ she said, this is easy. Moments later a bonny blue eyed baby boy slipped effortlessly into the physical world.
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