Messages in bottlesWed, November 21, 2007 - 11:29 PM
It iscomforting somehow isn't it....to be heard, even if one is just rambling a bit....not trying to be particularly brilliant, but just, well talking, which is what, I am discovering, blogging is for me, right now....
a little message in a bottle or paper plane in the wind!
Thank you friends for caring and sending me back a message....
To take those few seconds or minutes of time to respond to someone, either you know or don't know but whom for some reason you wish to respond to, is a beautiful thing.
It's interesting developing these friendships on here. I don't take advantage of many of the tools, don't send out bulletins much or blog much, don't even keep in touch that much.
But again, how sweet it is to be heard and responded to in ones quiet rumblings! What a miracle it is really to be able to think and send ones thoughts instantly into the air...and they reach people instantly....or later....and then you open up your messages, like little presents being opened. Ooh, so what do we have here?
Thoughts and feelings presented in little arrangements of letters. Such a powerful thing!
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blogging about a blog about blogging about blogging...Yes, or a bottle within a bottle within a bottle within a.....?
in the magma of certitudes and unfold mysteries to be revealed by unpealing strategic order of the mighty spirit
We can somehow with the advent of internet...thread commonly ....in a sense of seedin and sowing our souls all together as it is...in spirit
This make pretend revelator whom we all have gave birth, in our unconcisou long ago... to this net that now captures or rapture so much cultures of the same fabric of our shared soul...ESP
Is nothing else that this fantassy amongs fantassy...that we could all be telepaths...
Sounds like the net being a practice ground...carré de sable.
Where is woven all elegies of our mytical pounderings...the reflection of our own experience of the incarnate journey.
Space has always been words in suspention sprached by a very peculiar form of presence
The presence of God's manifesto...reaches here on this blogosphere.
connecting the dots of the alamighty in wich we all bathe and share.
Space is from the heart of good
a mystical thread of marvel and wonders...tied up into a magick love that never wants to die.
Eternal bottles with all borowed geniuses...and their fabrics containing these genies of the lamp burning thru our monitor monitoring are unconscious bribe...riddling and doodling around...in full circles...like the breathing cycle.
the genuine mosaïque of neverending stories attached that breeds eternity with love and for the love to resist to the temptation...stopping its perpetual processes.
no duality can exist within
Only a multitude of bottles in wich air circulating breathes tiny melodies of forever
and sometimes...brings upon a twinkle adds something that is truly like the Neverbefore.
I too spend all my time in the real world...
but how can we escape the world of spirit...
even when we think we are not present in this field...
it is always never the case...everything is played on the other side...
That's why ....we love trying to unravel all this grace flowing
Peace to all of you
genieso beautiful Rich...you are a poet, truly...
and did you know that genie is related to genius and of course genesis....? (probably do!)
Would say more and will...
geminiSherpa! Hah...you make me smile....yes, yes....Geminian to the T....a double Gemini actually! (Sound of stampede of feet making for the hills with cries of " Oh noooooo!") Ahem....and proud of it....not to mention Aquarius rising....how is that for a divulgence online! Ooooh, feeling quite revealed....(only somewhat!)