write_me_something_about_the_world_not_ending sab because im a little concerned its about to write me something that lends me hope till i rediscover my own 041220 ... monee yesterday my oldest nephew and i played mario_kart while we talked about how someday he's gonna be big and tall like his dad and how he's already so smart people are probably gonna wanna hire him to help send people in spacecars to the moon and mars so they can build cities there to live there and even celebrate the holidays there and he said cool but he's just a little boy and i said yeah but he's gonna be really big someday and then he started telling me about when he was a giant 041220 ... sab gods, thats beautiful thank you babe 041220 ... monee thankyou&welcome sab 041220 ... monee i hope you rediscover your hope) 041220 ... monee soon, i mean) 041220 ... Mahayana the Shaman fashions her drum from wood fallen from The Cosmic Tree that grows out of the umbilicus of the Earth, the world-tree that represents the universe in its continuous renewal, its endless life. and there you were, beautiful you, unable to talk about your passions, your families, your excursions with faeries, your spirits, nor all of your varied true selves because most of society claims that these have nothing to do with the efficiency concerns of machines, professions, and the overwhelming mechanical-ness taking over our daily existence. because you can not find yourself in this world, because you are losing sight of yourself, it becomes more and more fearsome. for in the often-ness of our response we seek to control what we fear... beliefs&fears that the world is ending and non-aware affect your own sense of who and where you are… however, even in the obscurity of a worlds potential demise you should forever remain blessed with revelations of who and where you are, our beloved sab. existence springs from the felt experience of the moment. if you never allow the moments in your life to cease in existence than everything else is a rumor and the world shall not end -- its cyclical and continuous even if we are not here to witness the movements the world [is] surely alive -- just as you a tree of knowledge, the Cabalistic Sephiroth for the world is a tree considered the books of Fate, on each of its leaves a human fate is written down. tonight we set alight candles & illuminate incense in reverence and conviction together, your hand over mine, we shall scribe the fate of both you and the world -- under shelter, passion, and admiration. for any leaf on a tree -- is its own tree… Tree of Knowledge: and for you there are always scores of words to scribe. she whispered onto her weary mind & fatigued essence that always by means of trees we can read the world and gather insight into the quintessence of reality. In Celtic languages "tree" and "learning" are synonymous, speech and trees are connected, thus druid means poet as well as "oak-seer". Odinism is a Nordic shamanism, also a tree cult, as is reflected in the name of the main god Odin-Woden. Also here trees and writing are related. The main god Odin was also the god of writing, and in order to obtain the occult knowledge about runes, he accepted to hang in the Yggdrasil for nine days and nights. linger loyally, for soon you shall be rediscovering that the world is alive, hang in and accept that we are alive. and that the world forever welcomes back our most human qualities, our creativity and passionate spirits [who knows but only you, that on lower frequencies, i speak within you?] 041221 ... Mahayana [i am your wings and they are beating] 041227 ... sab sometimes words are so beautiful they ache in echos rippling through a chest a mind a heart thank you babe. for everything 041227 ... egger *lick* i want to keep the taste of this forever. 041227 ... misanthropic me the world isn't ending, it's just beginning. at the other end of the tunnel is a lush existence. A utopia. 041228 ... andru235 while i can't allay this fear, know that there are others, dear. many planets, many stars often, tribes much wiser than ours 041229 ... Strideo . . . and the world sailed on through the universe, and it stayed bright, happy, and warm forever and ever! ... 041229 ... thunderbuck ram Sorry Sab, but the world started ending the moment it began (just like you and me), but it is not the end, just a new beginning of something else. 041229 what's it to you? who go blather from