cast_into_silence
(z) (bring whispers aloft on frozen air
softly hear less noises
moments cast collected
dry on cold stone floor)
041206
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oldephebe ah *applaudes vigorously*
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041206
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three imaginary birds (i see no further now than this dream) 041206
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() (and this dream ends in future forgotten) 041206
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() (it rises
watered by truths collected
and the scarcity of the real

it waves
caught in glowing torrent
and thunder rocked moments

it sails
drift and waft of the sacred
and no truth is lived

and stops)
041219
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sab cold hard silence
eminating from an empty room of a girl
of a girl i once thought i knew
a girl im not sure i ever knew
not really

i can almost hold her silence in my hand
like picking up heavy plaster
cold
hard
lump of useless

silence
space
empty

call it what you will

i sit and wait
at her stop
i sat and waited for her to stop
for so long
now something has stopped
but im not sure what it is

im not sure what this is
im not sure what we are
anymore


empty echoing room
in the hotel
she always had floorboards in her room

the key is at the front desk
and will be till i leave

id forward your mail
but i dont understand where you are
anymore

i dont think you were ever
where you said you were


there are no more tempests
in the dusty space between us
anymore

at least thats kind of nice
041220
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Piso Mojado vipassana course starts wednesday 041221
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oE stopped back by to applaud the contributions by everyone here on this page
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041221
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)( ) yes, i agree ( 041222
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oldephebe So how was it Mr. Mojado?

I checked out thier site. I think something like that would be just the thing for someone like me who is waaaaay too caught up in how people should be instead of sparing myself all that pain and dealing with what is. Yes the world is filled with shrewd contrivers. Yes the noble spirit of human decency is absent in them and yet the wildfire of ambitions beams bursts out of thier eyes and flares in thier faces and the appetite of the unquenchable ego that says sacrifices and struggles and ragged humble strivings should be saved for the meek and weak imperiousness and crude peremptory manner are my endowments and entitlement - I cannot, cannot reconcile myself to the soul that is absent of compassion and humility and empathy. Perhaps in that I am being peremptory. I need a HEAD to govern these flailing limbs.

Catcher in the Rye anyone?

Hmm, that was supposed to be a wry and erudite quip.
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pete turning down the beatles.. sure they have a few good songs (proportionally) but the vast majority of there stuff is so bad i have to question the taste of the generation(s) that made them so famous 050111
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Piso Mojado oE-

first off, it's Ms Mojado.

thank you for asking. i left half-way through. not that i couldn't have done all 10 days- it came down to the choice of listening or ignoring the voice in my head that was saying over and over "GET UP AND LEAVE." i chose not to ignore it- possibly a mistake, but...

ah yes, i know that pain very well- the pain of not knowing what is, only knowing what i want/dont want.

you wrote a lot about all the people who are ruled by their egos, but what about you and your ego? where do you fit in to this world empty of human decency?

i highly recommend the goenka course to you (as well as to everyone) it's bootcamp for the mind though, not a vacation.
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unhinged after more than a month, all you have to say to me is 'do you have my green shorts?'


lame
100906
what's it to you?
who go
blather
from