Well, I'll be... Guess who i googled today?
I tried to call your former house--disconnected. Ditto on the cell phone. "Yikes," i thought, "Was my dream of keeping contact with this tantalizing spirit really just a dream?"
But no, the internet had other plans. Was it you who was explaining that Timothy Leary--yes, it was--thought that the internet was basically the whole world tuning in, turning on, and dropping out?
While Mr. Leary's remains are orbiting far over head (some planet with sentient life, no doubt), i get the most peculiar feeling. I hope your life goes well, as a Zen teacher might say. I'll look forward to every morsel of news, and for now i guess i'll bookmark your blog. I have a feeling it won't be long now before you log on again--or is that a craving?
Safe passage,
Tom
A Rumi at the Top Found the journal by searching "eMay Live Journal" on google. (I was obviously bored.) I love the pic of you and P. I will of course miss you when you leave, but I also can't wait for you to go so I can share the adventures vicariously. You and Jason will be perfect traveling companions. - Just Me
>>This We Have Now<< ~~ Jalaluddin Balkhi (Rumi)
This we have now is not imagination.
This is not grief or joy.
Not a judging state, or an elation, or a sadness.
Those come and go.
This is the presence that doesn't.
It's dawn, Husam, here in the splendor of coral,
inside the Friend, the simple truth
of what Hallaj said.
What else could human beings want?
When grapes turn to wine, they're wanting this.
When the nightsky pours by,
it's really a crowd of beggars
and they all want some of this!
This
that we are now
created the body, cell by cell
like bees building a ho... full info
Tom
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Well, I'll be...
Guess who i googled today? I tried to call your former house--disconnected. Ditto on the cell phone. "Yikes," i thought, "Was my dream of keeping contact with this tantalizing spirit really just a dream?" But no, the internet had other plans. Was it you who was explaining that Timothy Leary--yes, it was--thought that the internet was basically the whole world tuning in, turning on, and dropping out? While Mr. Leary's remains are orbiting far over head (some planet with sentient life, no doubt), i get the most peculiar feeling. I hope your life goes well, as a Zen teacher might say. I'll look forward to every morsel of news, and for now i guess i'll bookmark your blog. I have a feeling it won't be long now before you log on again--or is that a craving? Safe passage, Tom