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zen and the art of doughnut cutting
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zen and the art of doughnut cutting |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
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"Life was good and love was us screaming swallowing the lust of all the twinlings bleeding dust rolling like a doughnut trust down the darkling of a bus-- wrapped in papers perfectly" Life was good. That was us. and paper managed us amongst the monks that sang gregorius laying crepes of "ohm". |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Three things happened in the last 24 hours that brought to me thoughts of you. I read an article about a man visiting your area, and how, through food and the sharing of same, people of New Orleans were "coming back" in the sense of starting in again. The story noted that "all of the chains" [i.e, fast food and clique-ish coffee houses] didn't "come back" or haven't...but all or most of the local food havens...are still operating, some on a string, yes, but they are still feeding the soul. Then, within the last 24 hours, I was involved in a conversation where knowing people spoke of, to, and for New Orleans, and the fact that "it will return". Finally, it was shared with me that "the true South" always has, and always will share something that no other area in the country seems to have...and that is one of a courtesy in forgiving what others don't know, or cannot comprehend. It is then that the unsayable of the South comes into play - at least, in my mind. And the zen and art of doughnut cutting come to be a musically mystical act...it's done, because it always has been done, and the doing of it is what feeds the soul. Write on, m'friend. Know that you are never far from my thoughts. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I have to credit Owl, here, since she brought the subject of monks up, whereupon I confessed that from time to time I enjoy listening to Gregorian Chants. (And why does that little piccadillo of mine freak out even the Catholics? I am sooooooooo weird.  -  )Also inspired by an unlikely ad I saw in the help wanted section recently. Apparently New Orleans is in desperate need of experienced doughnut cutters. And the pay is outstanding too, if you have the experience. shaking my head These are strange days. And yes, Kari, all of what you say is true. Because of course, we were raised on Green Fried Tomatoes. It puts a whole different spin of philosophy into your life.  |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Smiling at the monks at evensong again. I wonder how many years it takes to do a degree in doughnut-cutting. However, I'm not going to give up my day job yet. - Owl |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
 I have Gregorian chants in my music files. They help me when my muse won't... see!? AND, I will have you know, little one, that I love fried green tomatoes [another lifetime, must have been in the south!] as well as having the ability to fix a mean dish of pork brains. Yep...from start to finish. I've learned a lot through both of my husbands...mothers! and in listening to the elders. I still owe you that date.  |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
It's amazing how we miss some things....like donuts....huh?  Why, even when we lived in Indonesia, we could get Dunkin' Donuts in Jakarta...'course that was a treat. But me thinks this be not about donuts so much as it is about those days on the bus? ....jo |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
thanks ladies... doughnuts...sheesh that one little thing brings to mind so many different things. And I appreciate you all taking the time to read. I pretty much feel like the doughnut HOLE around here lately. |
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