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what's your Metaphor Today?
What methaphor best describes you. I had the thoughts floating around today circling about in the fog: fire, flower, island, and vessel. No prefabricated remarks nedd apply.
Me, new growth of winter red berry wheat. -Metta
So how do you feel right............................................................................... now?!
Me, new growth of winter red berry wheat. -Metta
So how do you feel right............................................................................... now?!
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-bf
Palzang
But I LIKE ya!
-bf
P.S. I might be heading down to Scottsdale sometime this late winter. Keep your agender open...
I feel like a stuffed turkey from all the food eaten over the past week!
And I like you! Yummmm!
Sure. I'm easy to find. Just go to the stupa or our prayer center and ask for the beached whale posing as a monk. They'll know of whom you speak!
Palzang
You funny guy.
I'll just stand outside with this sign:
-bf
Palzang
Shouldn't it say "Free Pally?"
Thanks for keeping me entertained, you guys. I'm in Tulsa again on another "mission of mercy" for my fellow monk with cancer, and it gets pretty boring here. He's in much better shape this trip so he can get around fine to all his appointments on his own. Meanwhile I'm stuck here in the room with nothing much else to do but surf. So it's great to have somebody to "talk" to, even if it's not directly!
Palzang
Ooops... did I say that too loud?
-bf
Actually I'm starting to like Tulsa. It has a lot more to it than I ever imagined, including a museum which houses the world's largest collection of Western (meaning cowboy and Southwest) art. Started by an Osage Indian who hit it lucky when his plot of land on the rez turned out to be sitting on a billion bucks worth of crude! Gilcrease was his name. Anyway, other than the rabid Xians you sometimes encounter (this is Oral Roberts territory), most people are really nice and friendly, despite the weird clothes I wear. All in all I could think of a lot worse places to live (like England).
Palzang
Palzang
77 years with each other
I never got to Tulsa when I was in OK: it snowed on the day we were to go. I hope that you are finding something to occupy you, dear Palzang.
BTW, when your superiors send you on mission to civilise us poor, benighted, blue-painted savages, there will always be a warm welcome for you...........
........you've see The Wicker Man, haven't you?
Palzang
(Billy Connolly's words, not mine!)
Isn't that the movie where cult leaders with bad teeth burn people who have good teeth?
-bf
Hmmm...my metaphor for today...an angry, irritable storm. Or a boiling and spitting pot of water. Or a hissing and clawing cat. Or a rumbling earthquake. Or an out of control, pathetic being lost in a raging maze of my own design. Are any of these even metaphors? Oooh! I know...a positive process violently halted. (I'm in a baaaad mood. Excuse me while I go apologize for my outburst on that other thread.)
with nicolas cage.. saw a few posters and then never heard abotu it again .. Obviously successful cough
i like billy connely, he's just too good.. manages to slightly offensive but funny at same time.. taboo.. but i don't mind his offensive remarks... *crosses fingers while turning on tv*
my metaphor for this day is... the wendel eats an apple with a smiley face
She's still noble.
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—wise man
POWERFUL METAPHOR for how I feel about Mr. Bush, to-day. But I don't feel too alone here.
I mean this, really, in a double sense. That image of Khomeini seems to resemble Mr. Bush's failure to listen. But I identify with it, too, since Mr. Bush is a face from the West that the world is not listening too, either. And, to great extent, I primarily consider myself First a citizen of the world, and an American only second.
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learned to Select All the text and to copy it to
my computer’s “clipboard” BEFORE I click either
on Submit or Preview. That Way I manage to save
my post and don't have to choose between forgetting
all about it or starting over.
—wise man
Why limit yourself to global processes?
TO WHOM DOES THIS THOUGHT ARISE? —Ramana Maharshi
What self, what "yourself?"
I was just thinking in the vein outlined in Swami Vivekananda's BHAKTI-YOGA: AT first you love your family, then your neighbourhood, then your village, then your city, then your province, then your country, then the whole world...
It's not about limiting, but about expanding...
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2. The Truman Show has the ending with Truman running into the scenery of his fake world-he realises that it is all unreal-a folly. he is in effect, Released from his prison-fake world. (samsara) see side avatar-this is the scene.
3. In the movie Meet Joe Black, once again Tony Hopkins is the star, (Am I allowed to say I love that guy????-or is that gay?), he has been visited by a very wooden Brad Pitt (Joe Black), he is advised by mr. Black that his time will soon be "up". He enjoys his party and then he is asked by Joe to accompany him over the hill beyond the view of the guests-this is of course, his final few steps. (samsara) At this point, he has fixed up his corrupted son-in-law and the rest of his cronies that are attempting a takeover of the family business-we are all elated that this bastard gets his just desserts (karma?)
I think that these are my metaphors that I carry within my mind every day-they don't sadden me, just help me become more aware of this "life" of mine.
Do others see the same things in the above? Or am I totally wrong?
regards
Hey, if they work for you! Are those something like what Federica calls "Metta-for?" I mean, what is Metta for?
One metaphor that has always struck me was from the movie City of Joy, wherein, at the outset, a poor family moves to Calcutta (Kolkata) and forthwith spends all its money on pretty decent lodgings. But, the man "renting" the property is a fraud and a thief, who knowing when the occupants would be gone, takes advantage of the countryfolk. When the rightful dwellers return, they turn out the newly arrived with threats, blows, and further indignities.
Could this be the metaphor for millions?
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learned to Select All the text and to copy it to
my computer’s “clipboard” BEFORE I click either
on Submit or Preview. That Way I manage to save
my post and don't have to choose between forgetting
all about it or starting over.
—wise man
Just an observed observer.