Someone just sent it to me on Odnoklassniki.ru  rather funny :-)

>  Астматический: А... а...
> Географический: Сюда, сюда...
> Математический: Еще, еще!
> Спортивный: Быстрее! Еще, еще чуть быстрее...
> Научно-исследовательский: Глу-у-убже...
> Звериный - женщина вцепляется ногтями в спину и нечленораздельно рычит.
> Агрономический: Засади еще!
> Положительный: 0 да!
> Отрицательный: 0!.. Нет... О!.. Нет...
> Религиозный: О боже!
> Невменяемый - женщина вырывается с диким криком: " НЕ В МЕНЯ!!!"
> Суицидальный: Я сейчас умру!
> Криминальный: Ты меня убиваешь...
> Угрожающий: Если ты остановишься, я тебя убью! (Проверять искренность ее угроз не рекомендуется.)
> Инцестуальный: О, мама...
> Виртуальный: Маша [22:39:56э Кончаю 

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http://www.fandango.com/misspettigrewlivesforaday_109231/movieoverview

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eScDfYzMEEw

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This was on top of the Bear Mountain, Upstate NY...Enjoy :-)

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Wow, this is really cool...very enlightening...:-)
http://www.bookofnow.com/

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Last night as I was passing the soon-to-be Holiday Market on Union Square, which always made me feel kind of happy and cozy, I realized that I really don't want 2008 to come...it made me think of how tired I am of change, of the impermanence of all things, of how fucking quickly it all happens...of how inevitable it all is...
It made me think of how tired I am of having to be strong...of having to have the strength to be at integrity with myself...and at the same time, i can't do it in any other way...

It's such a freaking paradox...I hate change, yet I am most humbly grateful for it...

Anyway, enough мыслей вслух....I just really don't like break ups...(that's what it's all about at the moment...)

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Everything Comes Back to Nothing
 
BY ADYASHANTI
 
Inexplicably it comes. When you least expect it. For a reason you can never know. One moment you are striving, figuring, imagining, and then, in the blink of an eye, it all disappears. The struggle disappears. The striving ­disappears. The person disappears. The world disappears. Everything disappears, and the person is like a pinpoint of light, just receding until it disappears. And there’s nobody there to witness it. The person is gone. Only, only awareness remains. Nothing else. No one to be aware. Nothing to be aware of. Only that remains itself. Then it's understood, finally and simply.
 
Then everything ‑ all the struggle, all the striving, all the thinking, all the figuring, all the surrendering, all the letting go, all the grabbing hold of, all the praying, all the begging, all the cursing, too ‑ was just a distraction. And only then is it seen that the person was, is, and ever will be no more than a thought. With a single thought, the person seems to re-emerge. With more thoughts, the world seems to re-emerge right out of nothing. But now you know.                                        
 
The incarnation is nothing more than a thought. A thousand incarnations ‑ are but a thousand thoughts. And this amazing miracle of a mirage we call the world reappears as it was before, but now you know. That's why you usually have a good laugh, because you realize that all your struggles were made up. You conjured them up out of nothing ‑ with a thought that was linked to another thought, that was then believed, that linked to another thought that was then believed. But never could it have been true, not for a second could it have actually existed. Not ever could you have actually suffered for a reason that was true ‑ only through an imagination, good, bad, indifferent. The intricacies of spiritual philosophy and theologies are just a thought within Emptiness.
 
And so at times we talk, and I pretend to take your struggles seriously, just as I pretended to take my own seriously. You may pretend to take your own struggles seriously from time to time, and although we pretend, we really shouldn't forget that we are pretending, that we are making up the content of our experience; we are making up the little dramas of our lives. We are making up whether we need to hold on or surrender or figure it out or pray to God or be purified or have karma cleansed ‑ it's all a thought. We just collude in this ridiculous charade of an illusion pretending that it’s real, only to reveal that it's not. There is no karma. There is nothing really to purify. There’s no problem. There is only what you create and believe to be so. And if you like it that way, have at it!                                              
 
But we cannot continue this absolute farce indefinitely. We cannot continue to pretend this game we play, indefinitely. It’s impossible. Everything comes back to nothing. And then it's a bit harder to hold a straight face consistently for the rest of your life.
 
Transcribed from a talk in Pacific Grove, CA, June 9, 2006.

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Just watched this a few days ago :-) Highly recommend it. It is visually stunning and if you like the "Beatles" , it is entirely done through their songs...Enjoy :-)

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I hear rainbows are a good sign...like a smile...:-) I remember when I was going through my Teacher Initiation at a Mystery School up in Uttah, there were rainbows all over the sky right before the initiation.

So, I think rainbows at BM were a good sign too...yet another initiation took place...we'll see where it takes me ...:-)

This came from a friend of mine...made my jaw drop...

http://www.wolfsmithmedia.com/images/burningmanrainbow.jpg

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PBMS - Post-Burning Man Syndrome

Symptoms:

* Withdrawal
* Sadness
* Apathy
* Loss of concentration
* Confusion
* Missing people
* Craving sauna (dry heat), open spaces and searching for mountains in the middle of freaking Williamsburg...

etc..,etc...

All of the above mixed in with great Joy & radiant glow...& of course, extatic dancing...

Sounds pretty manic doesn't it ?

Anyway, all folk remedies are greatly appreciated

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"Welcome Home", indeed...

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The Unmanifest

Unmanifest, unsung, undone, untold…

Not yet, my friend…still waiting to unfold…

Still simmering and getting warm, but not enough…

Still not on fire…still waiting for…not known…

Yet, kicking and screaming, and wanting,

Yes, madly and deeply wanting…

Again, once more…and ever more…

It never ends, this process of contraction that expands…

It always asks for more…

Its greed and thirst, and hunger,

Like a pit without bottom…

“You’ll have no peace”, it says,

“Until you give me more…”

And I surrender, every time, I do…

I bow my head and give it what I had and more…

And so the thirst subsides,

If only for a moment…

The hunger goes away…

What blissful dream this is…

Until it comes again,

As strongly as before…

And so it is, and it will always be…

And I am grateful and won’t ask for any more, or less…

It’s perfect as it is.

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I think this one is one of my favorites :-)
(Note: Aloneness, actuallu means something beautifull in this case...)

REFLECTIONS

I am always alone, my Love…

Sometimes my reflections speak to me,

Telling me tales of my beauty, my fear,

my silence…

I am always alone, my Love…

Suspended in weightless anticipation –

The Great Unknown…

I am always alone…

Endless number of deaths, resurrections, ascensions in every moment…

Creating, destroying, going in spiraling circles…

Hoping that this or another reflection would stay for a while,

as it vanishes into a dream.

I am always alone, my Love…

Come and join me in my aloneness…

We’ll be alone together…

Building sand castles…silently watching the ocean wash them away…

Co-creation…Looking inward and forward,

But not at each other…

Remember? Reflections never remain the same.

05/30/2005 Victoria Raisky

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DIVINE LOVER
 

Touch me, lover.

Run your fingers down my spine,

sending shivers all over me.

Meet me on my doorstep when I don't expect you...

Let me drink you in at this moment...

What else is there?

Standing on the edge of the cliff called the Unknown,

I look straight into your eyes, lover...that is where I find you,

That is Life itself, the Sacred Journey, the Eternal Dance...

Cutting through all illusions just to be with you, precious...

I dive off the cliff in total trust...surrender,

There, I merge with you...

There, we are One...

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DANCING…

Last Tango in Paris...

First Waltz on the roof...

Sun burning passion into your skin...

Far away journeys....

Whispering butterfly kisses...

No goodbyes, no hellos...

One deep embrace...

One step, one turn...

Always moving, always in rhythm...

Skin touching skin...

Breath taking in....

Always dancing...

No words to say...

No song to sing...

Only dancing...

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Tell me

Come and sit with me, we’ll talk. 

Look into my eyes. What do you see?

Do you see the light? Do you see the stars? 

Do you see the rain? Do you see the Universe?

Tell me! 

Do you feel at home? Do you feel at piece?

Tell me! 

Do you see the pain? Do you see the joy?

Tell me! 

Do you hear my song? Can you really receive?

Tell me! 

Can I let it flow? May I have no fear?

Tell me! 

Do you know this dance? Will you let this touch be?

Tell me! 

Do I need to know? Can I really be free?

Tell me! 

Will you learn to fly with me?

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Let me feel your truth

Fill me up with dreams of sunshine. 

Bring me a tear. I will cherish it forever,

A diamond that fell from your soul into my hand. 

Give me a smile that has no reason or meaning,

Just because you feel. 

Let your breath blossom into a flower,

Because you are beautiful. 

Let me feel your truth. I am waiting…

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Вот, решила пойти по Максовым стопам и поделиться некоторыми своими излияниями последних лет...
They are not meant for literally criticism...they are ment to make one feel :-)
Но если очень хочется покритиковать,...be my guest :-)
It's a series and I'll be posting one at a time :-)

SILENCE FELL UPON ME

Silence fell upon me,

Touching my burning mind

With it's cooling waters.

Containing all of existence within...

Moving slowly and lightly...

Telling my cells: "It's OK to be you...you are beautiful."

Silence fell upon me.

Letting me know I can rest,

Take a break from the constant motion...

Expansion-contraction...

"Stop!" it says, "look at yourself."

"Where have you been all this time my Love?

I am here to hold you as you unwind from your difficult journey."

Silence fell upon me...

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Funny stuff :-)
If you watched "The Secret" it'll be even funnier to you...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qXdsDxYnGkI

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