03-04-2009, 03:07 AM | #2 (permalink) |
Leaning against the -Sun-
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Glad that life has given you some time to spare on us...welcome!
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Whether we write or speak or do but look We are ever unapparent. What we are Cannot be transfused into word or book. Our soul from us is infinitely far. However much we give our thoughts the will To be our soul and gesture it abroad, Our hearts are incommunicable still. In what we show ourselves we are ignored. The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged By any skill of thought or trick of seeming. Unto our very selves we are abridged When we would utter to our thought our being. We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams, And each to each other dreams of others' dreams. Fernando Pessoa, 1918 |
03-04-2009, 05:07 AM | #3 (permalink) |
Tilted Cat Head
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welcome. pull up a chair and join the discussions.
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03-04-2009, 08:14 AM | #5 (permalink) |
warrior bodhisattva
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Location: East-central Canada
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Hi.
Nice user name.
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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing? —Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön Humankind cannot bear very much reality. —From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot |
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