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Talking to Myself
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Talking to Myself |
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XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia 
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"I" left the path. Climbing upward. In vertical vision From above Looking below... The path was seen. Horizontally winding through the valley of the Shadow of Death. All along the trail there appeared beggars. The air was filled with an endless whining sound. Then "I" was caught up in a whirlwind. It tossed "me" about. Ripping away at the outer until it no longer mattered. Then, it became an auger, boring out the inner, Like the emptiness within a flute, through which the wind creates music. Tunes were played. Then the wind faded. Leaving only the emptiness that every concept tries to fill but never will. Within the emptiness that I AM... There is Bliss. Within the emptiness that I AM... ALL things exist. Within ALL things... that I AM... There is emptiness. Do you feel it? There is no one else to see the view I see. There is no one else to talk to. In the emptiness... there is Bliss In the I AM... there is emptiness and lonliness. Do you feel it? But my answer is only the question... Is it madness? Then I return to the emptiness... In a fetal position. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Uriah, About as good a rendering as I've ever read. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"Like the emptiness within a flute, through which the wind creates music." A bit different for you Uriah. I really like it. |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
I drifted onto that path, by accident not design, and was pushed up the length of it unwilling, even across the fringe of coral around the top. Now I live there, with plenty of crabs and coconuts, but never enough wood for a raft. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
WOW, I like the whole poem but these lines really jumped out at me: "Like the emptiness within a flute, through which the wind creates music" |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Larry To be able to explain this path and feeling is poetically amazing.  |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Madness, I have heard, means you are approaching enlightenment....heard that on "What the Bleep," I think. Anywho....hang in there, U..........*hugs*....jo |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Larry - This is simply amazing because it's exactly, and I mean "exactly" what a lot of thinking people experience but have been unable to describe. Jo's right - hang in there because you will eventually ... unfold. |
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