--- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "William" <vize9938@...> wrote:
>
>
>
> --- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "merlinofexmoor" <merlinofexmoor@> wrote:
> >
> >
> > Angiogram tomorrow
> >
> > I have just been told that I am to undergo an Angiogram procedure
> > tomorrow, and that will take all bloody day. ALL DAY. That sounds worse
> > than half an hour on the tread mill :- ) But I can watch it on the
> > screen. I would rather look at pictures of Exmoor mate. I am told that
> > there is a one in a thousand chance of kicking the bucket during this
> > procedure, so maybe I will draw the lucky card. That would please the
> > Existentialists for they do tell me to drop dead now in order to make
> > them happy :- ))) Nothing will ever make them happy :- )))
> >
> > Good old National Health Service eh. The one thing they will not do is a
> > to give one  a pill to end it quick :- )  They don't seem to realise
> > that seventy four years of great joy and adventures and so much fun is
> > enough. Oh well. And do they really think they are going to get me
> > climbing up Five Barrows again like a spring bunny ?  Not in this
> > lifetime chum. But just in case I do sod orf I told my wife that she was
> > the best part of those seventy four years. That shocked her. Never seen
> > her lost for words before :- )) So there is always a first eh :- )  Must
> > not eat or drink after midnight tonight, so I will drink that pint of
> > beer now.
> >
> > Merlin of Exmoor
> > Merlin,good luck,Bill
> > Ditto that from me, Dick.  Louise
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
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> >
>

Good Luck?

   [ Merlin, good luck, Bill Grim William. Ditto that from me, Dick.
Louise. ]

Many thanks to both of you. Just to let you know that the day went well,
and it was so funny. So it was nothing like as long a day or boring a
day as I thought it would be. Left home at 0715 GMT and was back home by
1330. I was pampered by seven young women for all that time, and also my
wife has taken a couple of days off work to cart me around.  She is
excellent.

But the outcome was exactly what I had expected it to be. All the
arteries and veins are so furred up after seventy years of smoking that
it is not worth doing anything. They even cut the procedure short when
they saw it was in such a diabolical mess that pumping more paint around
the system could have done more harm than worth. I watched it all on the
screen but it was a real boring movie :- )) They kept moaning and
telling me lay down and keep still when I kept getting up and pointing
to something and asking what it was.  I was the worst patient they had
ever had, but they had been warned it seems, so they were expecting it.
But they enjoyed it really. The young women kept making me cups of black
coffee and one did me a banana sandwich with sugar it and also gave me a
yogurt. We all chatted about all kinds of things.  Five star service :-
) So, it was a good day.

The surgeon/specialist told me that he had seen cases as bad as that
when they went on for another year.  He recommend a by-pass operation;
but I said no thanks, my house is in order and there would be no point
lingering on for a few more months or years. For what?  So let nature
take its course. But I feel fine and still enjoying the day. But with
nothing to do now, and I detest being dependent on people and just
getting in the way.  For no point. All that was needed to be done has
been done.  If you find your kids smoking then hit them over the head
with a broom.  Wish you all a long, happy, healthy and exciting life.

Cheerio, and thanks for the good wishes. Life here was a ball; and I was
lucky. Wish they all were. But the system here MUST change. REVOLUTION !
When people change then the system here will change. Not before.

rwr







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--- On Sun, 24/6/12, bob <bobconkawi@...> wrote:

> From: bob <bobconkawi@...>
> Subject: Re: [existlist] Re: Angiogram tomorrow
> To: hecubatoher@...
> Date: Sunday, 24 June, 2012, 23:05
> Merlin-Hope things go
> well.   I, too, am more than three score and
> ten, so I know what you face.--Bob Miller, California
>
... just found this in my inbox ... L.

If anyone ever asks you

If anyone ever asks you if there is anything which is good and
worthwhile about being old and getting near on helpless, then tell them
yes there is, for it is true; and it is this.

When the chips are down and the cards are on the table and you cannot do
anything for anybody and nobody needs you, and you have nothing to give
them; then you know who your friends are.  Probably for the first time
ever, for absolute certainty. A wonderful lesson to learn, and even if
it requires not the best of times to learn it. For there is no
possibility of doubt or questioning it. Never too old to learn something
eh. And to have but one, or a few of them, then one is fortunate indeed.

And where are all the so called friends in times of need when push comes
to shove?  Ppphhhtt:>!  Gone with the wind, which is all they ever were.

Somebody once asked me as to why anybody should care about anything. But
I don't know everybody, and maybe some don't. I have only ever
been one person. So I know that this one has cared about many things.
And it makes you do things.  But why?  I don't know why, it is a
mystery. I don't even know why I do and did. But it is a good reason
to live. Some people tell me that there are no mysteries, I guess they
think I have just come up the Thames on a bike. But if anybody does not
care about anything but themselves, then they are already as good as
dead.

rwr






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When I first learned of evolution?

[ When I first learned of natural evolution, I don't think I was older
than 10, possibly younger. I reckoned that this idea of evolution might
also be applicable to our psyche, at least in some ways. First eternity,
then the emanation of our psyche. If that's all there was at first, then
what's the first thing the psyche would be capable of presenting to us?
It makes sense that it would be an imitation of eternity, because that's
all that was known before. And that's exactly what this oneness
experience which I lived through many times was like. It felt as if
that's the bottom of my psyche. The outer limit of how good my psyche
can be in mimicking eternity. Yet there's a profound difference between
eternity and this oneness experience. If the latter is like watching a
film on tv, then eternity is being on the set while filming it. Big
difference. Different things known. So, if the oneness experience is the
first thing our psyche was capable of presenting to us, then what's the
second? ME in eternity!, it would seem. It made clear sense to me. But a
presentation of ME in eternity, is that like 'the many beings', or is
that 'the good being'? Which came first in evolutionary sense, if
evolution is indeed applicable? I'm inclined to think the many beings,
as the good being seems to exist with the bad being as counterpart. Any
thoughts on this, Dick?

These are things I pondered about even in early childhood. And it all
very much made sense to me. But the outside world gave me no
confirmation whatsoever, so I dared not trust these feelings that is
made sense. I cried curled up in my bed every night for years because of
complex feelings like these. Being a kid-mystic is very tough. But if
humanity learns more about consciousness and our psyche, then in future
times being a kid-mystic will be a wonderful thing. I dare bet on it, if
humanity lasts long enough that is. Love, Jet (may be shared freely :-)
]

Many thanks for the phone call and best wishes yesterday. As I kid I
never heard anything contradictory to the evolutionary theory.
Throughout my childhood from the age of two my mother would stand me up
against the wall to measure me and put a mark on the wall. Things were
changing every day, so was I. Never found anything static and unchanging
even then. As for mini mystical experiences as a kid then I never
mentioned them because I thought everybody had them – common as
much. It was when I found out that they didn't when I wondered what
the hell was going on. But it was all a part of my day so there was
never any problem with it at all. I enjoyed it. But I does seem to be
the case that parents and schools pumping crap into kids can mess them
up.

As for theories then I was not interested in them then and I am still
not interested in them now. I was interested in finding some food when
it was short and I was interested in as to why some kids were nice and
some were not. Thought it was clever that we were not all identical, and
it added some spice to life. But I did enjoy finding things out and
going on adventures. Still do. Finding out twenty years later that one
could live through this timeless thing in an unchanging place alone was
a bit of a shock but it was fun and it made it all even more interesting
and varied. But there was far more than that to come later.

I have heard thousands of people talking about `a oneness
experience' but they never tell me anything about it or what was
going on. So I don't know what they are talking about. A oneness
with what?  Moreover, if they were experiencing something then how could
there be a oneness, what about the duality of the observer and the
observed?  That is two things innit. Even when I was alone in that
timeless mode there was me and that which I was experiencing – me
and it. In all truth ma'am I cannot get much sense out of them. But
whatever it was if they enjoyed it then that is fine innit. But I never
ever did expect life and existence to make sense. Never thought I was
smart enough to understand everything; or even anything. Let alone with
no education. Maybe a little learning is a dangerous thing if assumed to
be a lot or all the learning which there is to do. But as I have said to
you before, the most mysterious thing in all existence to me is that
middle part of our being which I call the subconscious mind. But it was
around before I got here in 1938. As for what would be the most basic,
simple, and primordial psychic archetype would be then I don't know.
But I know that archetypes evolve. For that is proved to one quite
regularly. But we have to keep in mind that there is change IN HERE just
as there is change OUT THERE. The only thing that I ever found as yet
which does not change is the timeless domain of Eternity. But who cares
eh. Quite fun eh. Even IPN changes – it gets worse :- )))) Man, you
cannot help laughing can you. But the day when `everything'
makes sense to me will be the day that pigs fly over the cow shed. The
only thing that I know which makes really good sense to me is being in
love with something or somebody.  That is a good reason for putting up
with it all :- ))  Maybe I will get clever like the rest of them one
day. But I doubt it. What I do know is that it has been amazing and I
would not have missed any of it. Oh well; wonder what today will bring
forth. Anyone can use this one too by the way.  Maybe it can teach a
thing or two about honesty eh. But I doubt it.  Anyway ma'am, try
not to worry about things, and grab the day. They don't come back
again. If ever we meet again we can have a pint in yonder pub again.
Over the hills and far away. Or just around the corner maybe :- ))) Did
I ever take you in the Black Venus by the way?  Not many people tell me
about the life they have lived you know. They seem to prefer believing
things than living them. Oh dear eh, that sounds mighty boring to me :-
)) A fuck in the park is better than a million of them in the
imagination. It works too :- )))

Dick





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When I first learned of evolution?

[ When I first learned of natural evolution, I don't think I was older
than 10, possibly younger. I reckoned that this idea of evolution might
also be applicable to our psyche, at least in some ways. First eternity,
then the emanation of our psyche. If that's all there was at first, then
what's the first thing the psyche would be capable of presenting to us?
It makes sense that it would be an imitation of eternity, because that's
all that was known before. And that's exactly what this oneness
experience which I lived through many times was like. It felt as if
that's the bottom of my psyche. The outer limit of how good my psyche
can be in mimicking eternity. Yet there's a profound difference between
eternity and this oneness experience. If the latter is like watching a
film on tv, then eternity is being on the set while filming it. Big
difference. Different things known. So, if the oneness experience is the
first thing our psyche was capable of presenting to us, then what's the
second? ME in eternity!, it would seem. It made clear sense to me. But a
presentation of ME in eternity, is that like 'the many beings', or is
that 'the good being'? Which came first in evolutionary sense, if
evolution is indeed applicable? I'm inclined to think the many beings,
as the good being seems to exist with the bad being as counterpart. Any
thoughts on this, Dick?

These are things I pondered about even in early childhood. And it all
very much made sense to me. But the outside world gave me no
confirmation whatsoever, so I dared not trust these feelings that is
made sense. I cried curled up in my bed every night for years because of
complex feelings like these. Being a kid-mystic is very tough. But if
humanity learns more about consciousness and our psyche, then in future
times being a kid-mystic will be a wonderful thing. I dare bet on it, if
humanity lasts long enough that is. Love, Jet (may be shared freely :-)
]

Many thanks for the phone call and best wishes yesterday. As I kid I
never heard anything contradictory to the evolutionary theory.
Throughout my childhood from the age of two my mother would stand me up
against the wall to measure me and put a mark on the wall. Things were
changing every day, so was I. Never found anything static and unchanging
even then. As for mini mystical experiences as a kid then I never
mentioned them because I thought everybody had them – common as
much. It was when I found out that they didn't when I wondered what
the hell was going on. But it was all a part of my day so there was
never any problem with it at all. I enjoyed it. But I does seem to be
the case that parents and schools pumping crap into kids can mess them
up.

As for theories then I was not interested in them then and I am still
not interested in them now. I was interested in finding some food when
it was short and I was interested in as to why some kids were nice and
some were not. Thought it was clever that we were not all identical, and
it added some spice to life. But I did enjoy finding things out and
going on adventures. Still do. Finding out twenty years later that one
could live through this timeless thing in an unchanging place alone was
a bit of a shock but it was fun and it made it all even more interesting
and varied. But there was far more than that to come later.

I have heard thousands of people talking about `a oneness
experience' but they never tell me anything about it or what was
going on. So I don't know what they are talking about. A oneness
with what?  Moreover, if they were experiencing something then how could
there be a oneness, what about the duality of the observer and the
observed?  That is two things innit. Even when I was alone in that
timeless mode there was me and that which I was experiencing – me
and it. In all truth ma'am I cannot get much sense out of them. But
whatever it was if they enjoyed it then that is fine innit. But I never
ever did expect life and existence to make sense. Never thought I was
smart enough to understand everything; or even anything. Let alone with
no education. Maybe a little learning is a dangerous thing if assumed to
be a lot or all the learning which there is to do. But as I have said to
you before, the most mysterious thing in all existence to me is that
middle part of our being which I call the subconscious mind. But it was
around before I got here in 1938. As for what would be the most basic,
simple, and primordial psychic archetype would be then I don't know.
But I know that archetypes evolve. For that is proved to one quite
regularly. But we have to keep in mind that there is change IN HERE just
as there is change OUT THERE. The only thing that I ever found as yet
which does not change is the timeless domain of Eternity. But who cares
eh. Quite fun eh. Even IPN changes – it gets worse :- )))) Man, you
cannot help laughing can you. But the day when `everything'
makes sense to me will be the day that pigs fly over the cow shed. The
only thing that I know which makes really good sense to me is being in
love with something or somebody.  That is a good reason for putting up
with it all :- ))  Maybe I will get clever like the rest of them one
day. But I doubt it. What I do know is that it has been amazing and I
would not have missed any of it. Oh well; wonder what today will bring
forth. Anyone can use this one too by the way.  Maybe it can teach a
thing or two about honesty eh. But I doubt it.  Anyway ma'am, try
not to worry about things, and grab the day. They don't come back
again. If ever we meet again we can have a pint in yonder pub again.
Over the hills and far away. Or just around the corner maybe :- ))) Did
I ever take you in the Black Venus by the way?  Not many people tell me
about the life they have lived you know. They seem to prefer believing
things than living them. Oh dear eh, that sounds mighty boring to me :-
)) A fuck in the park is better than a million of them in the
imagination. It works too :- )))

Dick





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Common growth and change are NOT evolution; a theory is NOT simply a guess.
Philosophy is NOT common sense; it IS speculative science. Romance, mysticism,
religion-lovely or terrible-are experience not philosophy. Philosophy is what
ensues, the thinking and interpreting subject to peer review. If the review is
mixed, is it simply knowledge or is it Truth? Personal experience is a type of
knowledge but not Real. Our illusions are our reality, so figuring out what we
do with them is either pointless (nihilism) or the most important work we'll
ever practice.

Mary

Darwin posited the theory by observation. He brought home the specimens  as
proof. Species change in response to their environment. Those most fit ,
survive.Watson and Krick proved a mechanism for evolution with the introduction
of DNA. It is pure,clean science that has and will benefit us all.
Your personal  contribution to the process is to survive and breed. Then your
genes go into the future gene pool. If you don`t breed you just do not count in
the evolutionary system.
The harsh biologic imperative  says"Your born,you reproduce you die".In the
biologic world that is what counts, not how many papers you published, not how
much money you make , not what your philosophy might be. When you die the gene
pool only cares about if your genes are included or not. The future is in the
hands of the environment and a molocule  in the nucleus of your cells.
Now your thoughts may influence  if you survive  and breed so if you had what
you consider very special thoughts your survival and that of your progeny will
tell the tale. Good luck its your genes against mine  and you should understand
the game before we start butting heads. Bill

Genes and Thoughts?

[ The future is in the hands of the environment and a molecule in the
nucleus of your cells. Now your thoughts may influence if you survive
and breed so if you had what you consider very special thoughts your
survival and that of your progeny will tell the tale. Good luck its your
genes against mine and you should understand the game before we start
butting heads. Bill grim William. ]

According to your Existentialist buddy, Contrary Mary, human conscious
experience is illusory, irrelevant rubbish. Only thinking matters. ( I
told you that she ought to be a Buddhist Monk :- )   Now, I wonder if
she says that to her husband and kids :- ))) Now listen up hubby and
kids, I don't give a fuck what you feel and what you experience in
life, it is all rubbish it is only what you think up that matters, and
then getting peer agreement on it as a good idea. Mum, could you take
your foot out of my face please, it hurts. Ahh shut up moaning you
moronic kid ! I wonder how many kids she has got ;- )

Grim, on the other hand, puts genes and molecules to the fore. ( so
there ARE existential tribes :- )   But in both cases they keep talking
about YOU have genes, and YOU have molecules, and YOU have ideas, and he
does not have ideas, etc.  So, tell me this - WHAT has the genes?  What
has the ideas?  What has the molecules?  What has a body?  What has
life? What has an ear and an eye?  What Knows?   Moreover, Mary, do you
never experience thinking?  WHAT is doing the thinking?  If you never
have conscious life experience of thinking (because it is all irrelevant
junk) then how do you know that you have done it?   No matter where,
when, and how you exist, Mary and Bill, all you ever have is EXPERINCE
of existing. Experience IS the food of life.  And it is irrelevant as to
whether you can think or not (NOT in your case).  Go find out. It is
there to find, learn and know.  The only other thing that ever comes
your way is moments of unconsciousness in which you don't even
become consciously aware of existing. Go find out what it is that is
doing the experiencing  of existing. Chew the soft bones out of it.
There I AM. What am I?  Speak of what you know, not of what you
speculate. What are you when there is no more `having'?   If
something HAS something then there has to be a haver of it. The owner of
it.  Is that too complicated for you?  The reason that you see no
mystery is because your eyes are shut and your mind is switched off and
not working. Oh yeah – WHAT does the seeing and knowing and
understanding? :- ))) WHAT am I?  What are you? Moreover :- )  Legend
has it that Existentialists were trying to understand their life
experience (crap though it was) – NOT negate it and make out that it
wasn't there. If things are so grim then why not try killing
yourself – see if that brings anything for you. It would save all
the junk illusions wouldn't it :- )  Or does the illusion go on?
:- ((((   BOO!

As for the future, William grim,  Then I am the future, I am the past, I
am the present. I am THE Watcher at the Gates of Dawn before the
curtains of time and change  were rolled out on the physical stage.  IF
you are not one of them then I don't mind.  Honest.  You have my
permission to be a pile of irrelevant useless junk.  Oh, by the way grim
– how many sets of genetic seeds have you sown?  It kept me busy for
a while; and taking care of them while sprouting :- )))  Tis enough to
make you go grey and weary innit. But consciousness never ages. TIME
travels through Consciousness, not Consciousness through time.

Dick Richardson







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Genes and Thoughts?

[ The future is in the hands of the environment and a molecule in the
nucleus of your cells. Now your thoughts may influence if you survive
and breed so if you had what you consider very special thoughts your
survival and that of your progeny will tell the tale. Good luck its your
genes against mine and you should understand the game before we start
butting heads. Bill grim William. ]

According to your Existentialist buddy, Contrary Mary, human conscious
experience is illusory, irrelevant rubbish. Only thinking matters. ( I
told you that she ought to be a Buddhist Monk :- )   Now, I wonder if
she says that to her husband and kids :- ))) Now listen up hubby and
kids, I don't give a fuck what you feel and what you experience in
life, it is all rubbish it is only what you think up that matters, and
then getting peer agreement on it as a good idea. Mum, could you take
your foot out of my face please, it hurts. Ahh shut up moaning you
moronic kid ! I wonder how many kids she has got ;- )

Grim, on the other hand, puts genes and molecules to the fore. ( so
there ARE existential tribes :- )   But in both cases they keep talking
about YOU have genes, and YOU have molecules, and YOU have ideas, and he
does not have ideas, etc.  So, tell me this - WHAT has the genes?  What
has the ideas?  What has the molecules?  What has a body?  What has
life? What has an ear and an eye?  What Knows?   Moreover, Mary, do you
never experience thinking?  WHAT is doing the thinking?  If you never
have conscious life experience of thinking (because it is all irrelevant
junk) then how do you know that you have done it?   No matter where,
when, and how you exist, Mary and Bill, all you ever have is EXPERINCE
of existing. Experience IS the food of life.  And it is irrelevant as to
whether you can think or not (NOT in your case).  Go find out. It is
there to find, learn and know.  The only other thing that ever comes
your way is moments of unconsciousness in which you don't even
become consciously aware of existing. Go find out what it is that is
doing the experiencing  of existing. Chew the soft bones out of it.
There I AM. What am I?  Speak of what you know, not of what you
speculate. What are you when there is no more `having'?   If
something HAS something then there has to be a haver of it. The owner of
it.  Is that too complicated for you?  The reason that you see no
mystery is because your eyes are shut and your mind is switched off and
not working. Oh yeah – WHAT does the seeing and knowing and
understanding? :- ))) WHAT am I?  What are you? Moreover :- )  Legend
has it that Existentialists were trying to understand their life
experience (crap though it was) – NOT negate it and make out that it
wasn't there. If things are so grim then why not try killing
yourself – see if that brings anything for you. It would save all
the junk illusions wouldn't it :- )  Or does the illusion go on?
:- ((((   BOO!

As for the future, William grim,  Then I am the future, I am the past, I
am the present. I am THE Watcher at the Gates of Dawn before the
curtains of time and change  were rolled out on the physical stage.  IF
you are not one of them then I don't mind.  Honest.  You have my
permission to be a pile of irrelevant useless junk.  Oh, by the way grim
– how many sets of genetic seeds have you sown?  It kept me busy for
a while; and taking care of them while sprouting :- )))  Tis enough to
make you go grey and weary innit. But consciousness never ages. TIME
travels through Consciousness, not Consciousness through time.

Dick Richardson







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Thanks for being there?

[ Dick,

I was sorry to hear about your medical condition but it has caused me to
rearrange my immediate plans.

I have done about all I can to get Power without Borders started and I
am not quite ready to even begin thinking about its sequel so for the
next year I am going to use my spare time drafting a new book:

Three Persons in One Man

Selections from the Works of

Richard W. Richardson

Compiled and Edited by

Leon J. Neihouse

You have written too much on way too many subjects for me to even
contemplate a comprehensive work on you so I will restrict my focus to
the above thin slice.

According to my present plans, the book will include a selection of your
poems and emails along with excerpts from your books and other essays
with an emphasis on your views concerning the three A-B-C parts of human
life.

I will keep you updated on progress and will make modifications in
response to whatever comments, questions, or concerns you might have.

Thanks for being here.

Leon  ]

And thanks for all you assistance over the years too Leon. Yup, you are
dead right, I have written far too much.  I would hate to have to read
it all :- )  I am not too keen on reading :- )))  But if ever you do get
that book done then it will be a shock to the grandchildren if ever they
read it will it not :- ))) But you had best take all the naughty words
out of it :- )))

Here, you would have laughed – Just before I had that paint tube
stuck up me one of the women was doing a bit of shaving and then
splashed some disinfectant all over the area where they were going to
put it. I yelled out – hey woman, you have spilled some of that gunk
all over my balls and it is stinging like a red hot poker. That shocked
them :- )) That was by far the worst bit of it actually and that burning
lasted for about ten minutes :- )))  Gawed help us, the things a bloke
has to put up with eh. Mind you, I would not fancy having babies. Sod
that for a laugh.

rwr





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Thanks for being there?

[ Dick,

I was sorry to hear about your medical condition but it has caused me to
rearrange my immediate plans.

I have done about all I can to get Power without Borders started and I
am not quite ready to even begin thinking about its sequel so for the
next year I am going to use my spare time drafting a new book:

Three Persons in One Man

Selections from the Works of

Richard W. Richardson

Compiled and Edited by

Leon J. Neihouse

You have written too much on way too many subjects for me to even
contemplate a comprehensive work on you so I will restrict my focus to
the above thin slice.

According to my present plans, the book will include a selection of your
poems and emails along with excerpts from your books and other essays
with an emphasis on your views concerning the three A-B-C parts of human
life.

I will keep you updated on progress and will make modifications in
response to whatever comments, questions, or concerns you might have.

Thanks for being here.

Leon  ]

And thanks for all you assistance over the years too Leon. Yup, you are
dead right, I have written far too much.  I would hate to have to read
it all :- )  I am not too keen on reading :- )))  But if ever you do get
that book done then it will be a shock to the grandchildren if ever they
read it will it not :- ))) But you had best take all the naughty words
out of it :- )))

Here, you would have laughed – Just before I had that paint tube
stuck up me one of the women was doing a bit of shaving and then
splashed some disinfectant all over the area where they were going to
put it. I yelled out – hey woman, you have spilled some of that gunk
all over my balls and it is stinging like a red got poker. That shocked
them :- )) That was by far the worst bit of it actually and that burning
lasted for about ten minutes :- )))  Gawed help us, the things a bloke
has to put up with eh. Mind you, I would not fancy having babies. Sod
that for a laugh.

rwr





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The FIRST manifest subconscious archetypes?

Lady Henriet Jolanda van der Heide-Kroeze was contemplating upon the
possible very first manifestation of a subconscious Archetype. Eeemmm
– could we ever know?

Question is – Is one talking about a human being type sunbconscious
archetype manifesting, or about the very first manifest life forms? All
living things have the subconscious aspect to their being. So, what
would an early Ape psychic archetype have been?  A huge gleaming ripe
yellow banana maybe?

Don't ever recall being an Ape personally, but only that of the
human type life form since I was here.  But what would an early human
manifest archetype MIGHT have been like? I am just taking logical
guesses here - - Faces in patterns. Such as in cave walls, clouds, etc.
Running water. Much like people in a hot dry desert seeing a drinking
pond. Anything which can reassure one of something or other. Moreover,
what of the question about human GROUP archetypes and that of the
personal (to you) archetypes? Do some work, do some study, do so
learning. That which you ignore then you never get to encounter and know
it. You will not know what is under the bed until you go there, look
there, explore there. DO IT.

Keep in mind too that sometimes a psychic emanation can be a very nasty
experience, and it is there to try to PREVENT you from doing something.
But that is still in your favour and for your benefit.  DONT be
frightened of bad archetypes. It is only YOU helping YOU. Not some
monster attacking you.

However, these `pictures' are NOT IN the subconscious mind other
than as POTENTIAL. The picture is not being shoved up the pipe line to
the daily rational discursive mind facet of conscious existence. It is
the person here what MANIFESTS them from the subconscious potential.
The vision is a two way production work between the subconscious and the
conscious mind. It is not just down to one or the other.  The
manifestation is a team production. There are no little pictures in the
subconscious mind. Study your subconscious mind and find out. GO THERE.
It is INWARDS. Journey back across that Styx.

Also there is this bit about something no longer being NEEDED.  Some
stuff THAT WAS, is NO MORE.  But the potential still exists to produce
it and always exists. Lest it IS needed again. NOTHING is wasted and
there is no such thing as NOTHING. And nothing comes from nothing and
nothing goes to nothing. As for the evolution of manifest archetypes for
assistance then how about the road barrier one?  That would have meant
nothing to Apes and not even to human beings of ten thousand years go.
What about bridges across rivers in near death experiences?  What about
visions of more evolved species?   Manifest Archetypes Evolve as
according to NEED. Music, for example, might be fun and might be
enjoyable -  But it is NEEDED here.  But NOT there. There are no human
beings in the Ground of Being.  And what is there is not like anything.
Know you SELF.  And then you will KNOW.  FACT !!!

Oh well, let us get back to the shutting up mode for it is all wasted
here on this planet.  But ARE the times a-changing?  TOO bloody slow
mate.

rwr





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> dead right, I have written far too much.  I would hate to have to read
> it all :- )

Why torture everyone else? Writing a lot does not in itself make it valuable.

Stop Already

For a C audience?

The three parts in one isn't a theory SuZ :- ))) I ONLY talk and
write about what I have lived through, seen, found and done :- )  And
THAT is why it is so easy to write it.  It has all been done.  As for a
christian audience then there is not much of that over here :- ))) And
they are NOT my audience. Theories and beliefs don't interest me.
Living life does.  But let others write about whatever they want to
write about.  That is freedom isn't it. Personally I find these
things VERY important to write about them – because nobody is as
yet. They will. One day. But nobody ever has to read anything do they.
And one does not write to a deaf audience. What happens in this or that
country or this or that nation or this or that civilisation or this and
that time period, and what they all decide to believe or think about or
value, DOES NOT interest me and it never did and it never will. It is
all far too trivial and insignificant and transient. Like shadows
flickering on a cave wall due to the way the smoke blows.

(X)

Dick Richardson







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Tin Umbrella

[ Merlin, which is best, walking, singing, standing or sitting in the
rain? : )]

Well, think about it :- )  If you are singing in the rain then you are
not listening to the rain. If you are walking in the rain then you are
not concentrating on watching it, (unless you are a woman then you can
do ten things at once)  and it is probably blowing in your face anyway.
But if you are sitting still in the rain then you can watch it and
listen to it. And why stand up if you can sit down.  Best done under a
tin umbrella for sound effect. It will also keep the rain out off your
beer and orf your cigar too. Maybe I will scour the web and see if I can
find somebody who is making tin umbrella's :- ) It is nice to be
practical at times but it is also nice to be not practical all the time
:- ) Hey, you could also use it for jumping off cliffs that are not too
high; but don't let go of it on the way down :- ))  But watch out
existentialists, gnostics, and buddhists, for if you aint careful you
might (albeit a big MIGHT) start enjoying your time here :- )))) But as
for religionists, poor souls, then they are going to wait until they are
dead to enjoy themselves and have some nice adventures :- )  I suppose
they could read about life while they are here :- )  I could write it
for them; I am still VERY good at sitting down :- )  Did I ever tell you
about the time when - ahh well, never mind. Long story.

Merlin







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Because he imagines that he is writing for an imaginary audience, other mystics
like himself, as I, likewise once wrote for an imaginary audience of
existentialists. Virtual reality is this strange bunch of compulsives leaving
traces of our illusions.

The other illusion, non-written reality or experience or thinking, isn't
virtual, but neither is it Real; the Real is Nothing, that which spawns all our
illusions. My life is more wonderful and terrible than his, but who really
cares?

About to seed the copy-paste clouds for crazy counter-flooding. . .
Mary

--- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "fictiveparrot" <knott12@...> wrote:
>
> > dead right, I have written far too much.  I would hate to have to read
> > it all :- )
>
> Why torture everyone else? Writing a lot does not in itself make it valuable.
>
> Stop Already
>

--- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "Mary" <josephson45r@...> wrote:
>
> Because he imagines that he is writing for an imaginary audience, other
mystics like himself, as I, likewise once wrote for an imaginary audience of
existentialists. Virtual reality is this strange bunch of compulsives leaving
traces of our illusions.
>
> The other illusion, non-written reality or experience or thinking, isn't
virtual, but neither is it Real; the Real is Nothing, that which spawns all our
illusions. My life is more wonderful and terrible than his, but who really
cares?
>
> About to seed the copy-paste clouds for crazy counter-flooding. . .
> Mary
> Mary, I would ask you to consider Dick minus the mysticism. He is a modernist
although not a book read existential scholar. Now I dare not use the formal term
evoloution  but the modern environment  makes the modernist  more fit to
survive. I see a  environmental existentialism that as Dick says comes from
experience. I think he has come to a naturalised existentialism from his long
life experience. I am about ten years younger and find that existentialism has
been a great benefit to me  though most of it was learned in my twenties. Mine
was didactic but experience has cemented the  knowledge through multiple 
experiences. Experience is the growth medium of existentialism  as very few have
studied it formally. More and more people are leaving religion and drifting into
modernism. As Dick says religion is dying in europe and europe is more
modern,more progressive than USA.
I do not read the mystic gunk if you read Dick when he is speaking about  his
experiences outside of mysticism he is mostly existential in his outlook. Bill
> --- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "fictiveparrot" <knott12@> wrote:
> >
> > > dead right, I have written far too much.  I would hate to have to read
> > > it all :- )
> >
> > Why torture everyone else? Writing a lot does not in itself make it
valuable.
> >
> > Stop Already
> >
>

Why do I continue to read this list, even after all the vitriol? It's gems like
this, powerfully compressed language! - "Virtual reality is this strange bunch
of compulsives leaving traces of our illusions.". Thanks for that!

-Peter



Sent from my iPhone

On Jun 29, 2012, at 11:08 AM, "Mary" <josephson45r@...> wrote:

> Because he imagines that he is writing for an imaginary audience, other
mystics like himself, as I, likewise once wrote for an imaginary audience of
existentialists. Virtual reality is this strange bunch of compulsives leaving
traces of our illusions.
>
> The other illusion, non-written reality or experience or thinking, isn't
virtual, but neither is it Real; the Real is Nothing, that which spawns all our
illusions. My life is more wonderful and terrible than his, but who really
cares?
>
> About to seed the copy-paste clouds for crazy counter-flooding. . .
> Mary
>
> --- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "fictiveparrot" <knott12@...> wrote:
> >
> > > dead right, I have written far too much. I would hate to have to read
> > > it all :- )
> >
> > Why torture everyone else? Writing a lot does not in itself make it
valuable.
> >
> > Stop Already
> >
>
>


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I hope that there is agreement that what happens at SCOTUS has effects on our
individual lives. If you are a hispanic in Arazona you still better have your
papers but you need not "self deport".Most of that racist  law was erased. I was
somewhat suprised by the conservative court going as far left as they did. The
next  announcement  just  shocked me. When Roberts joined the liberals I began
asking why. A Wall Street Journal  reporter  opined it was to  retain the
integrity of the court after the presidential  election judgement and the
citisens united decision. To me that seems highly theoretical  and I have heard 
something more  likey of  the ultra principled chief justice. A long time right
winger told me that Roberts began to vascillate after oral arguments and was
threatned  to get back in line. The threat did not come from the left. I
understand this will not be proved but it surly got my attention.
  True or not Roberts has put Romney in a tight spot with Romney`s flip flooping
on health care. It cements  the  premier accomplishment of the Obama presidency
and makes his reelection more likely.
Today Europe  established a Fed like mechanism to tackle european debt problems
. We may break out of the gridlock  even before the election  and a more
modernist  outlook may drive the conservative troglidites  back into their
caves. If we began to work togeather  in a modernist framework the people of the
world might progress without the idealogue baggage. Bill

--- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "William" <vize9938@...> wrote:
>
> I hope that there is agreement that what happens at SCOTUS has effects on our
individual lives. If you are a hispanic in Arazona you still better have your
papers but you need not "self deport".Most of that racist  law was erased. I was
somewhat suprised by the conservative court going as far left as they did. The
next  announcement  just  shocked me. When Roberts joined the liberals I began
asking why. A Wall Street Journal  reporter  opined it was to  retain the
integrity of the court after the presidential  election judgement and the
citisens united decision. To me that seems highly theoretical  and I have heard 
something more  likey of  the ultra principled chief justice. A long time right
winger told me that Roberts began to vascillate after oral arguments and was
threatned  to get back in line. The threat did not come from the left. I
understand this will not be proved but it surly got my attention.
>  True or not Roberts has put Romney in a tight spot with Romney`s flip
flooping on health care. It cements  the  premier accomplishment of the Obama
presidency and makes his reelection more likely.
> Today Europe  established a Fed like mechanism to tackle european debt
problems . We may break out of the gridlock  even before the election  and a
more modernist  outlook may drive the conservative troglidites  back into their
caves. If we began to work togeather  in a modernist framework the people of the
world might progress without the idealogue baggage. Bill
>

A life worthwhile for you and me

Been defined yet again. a Post Modernist?

[Re: Dick, ignore this, please and thank you;

Mary, I would ask you to consider Dick minus the mysticism. He is a
modernist although not a book read existential scholar. Now I dare not
use the formal term evoloution but the modern environment makes the
modernist more fit to survive. I see a environmental existentialism that
as Dick says comes from experience. I think he has come to a naturalised
existentialism from his long life experience. I am about ten years
younger and find that existentialism has been a great benefit to me
though most of it was learned in my twenties. Mine was didactic but
experience has cemented the knowledge through multiple  experiences.
Experience is the growth medium of existentialism as very few have
studied it formally. More and more people are leaving religion and
drifting into modernism. As Dick says religion is dying in europe and
europe is more modern, more progressive than USA. I do not read the
mystic gunk if you read Dick when he is speaking about his experiences
outside of mysticism he is mostly existential in his outlook. Bill grim
William. ]

If one keeps the lid on their inkwell then nobody knows that you exist
(what a lovely thought).  But if one takes it off then one will be
defined a million different ways by a million different people – or
read eight billion there.  Why? Well, I am not sure why. Maybe they have
nothing better to do but to define things and people.  But I do know
that  a million contradictory definitions cannot all be right. What is
wrong with `I am me'. Life does not need interpreting, defining,
or nailing to a flag.

Post Modernist is the latest one.  Post = After or Beyond. As in Meta.
Modern? Well, what does modern mean I wonder.  The latest, the now most
popular? The existing watsit? The latest craze? When did post modern
begin?  How, why when and where? What about Pre Modernists? What
are/were they? When were they? Were they not modern at the time they
existed here?

However, I suppose there are far worse things which one can be called
than a post modernist (whatever that means). How about being called
Merlin for example? :- ))) When I was a little boy in the slums during
the war I used to crease up laughing when people told me that they were
a train driver or a toilet cleaner.  Silly me, I thought, for I thought
that was what they did to earn money. So, a change of job and they
become something different. Emm.  What are you young man?  "I AM a
?" How about you are an unemployed figermebobwhatsit?

If this world were to end its habitable stage today would people of
times to come and far way say that it was done well of mankind on this
planet? Will there ever come a time for us?  We can do better than this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Tq56BN8PCQ&feature=related
<http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Tq56BN8PCQ&feature=related>

A life worthwhile for you and me.  I can see it. But you cannot make it
alone. REVOLUTION ! For modern times are not good enough. Neither were
times past here; nor today. It has to change.  But people must change
first. Do they like it where they are AT – or is it just safe there?
And does a safe life equal a good life and one worth living? What makes
a life here worth living? A good definition admired by the modern mob
maybe? But, no matter what they say, how they define one, what they call
one, I would not change any of my past life.  It was most assuredly
worth living. No complaints here. Maybe they hate you for that; and
hence name calling and griping is some kind of solace for them. Best
leave them to it.

rwr







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--- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "merlinofexmoor" <merlinofexmoor@...> wrote:
>
>
> A life worthwhile for you and me
>
> Been defined yet again. a Post Modernist?
>
> [Re: Dick, ignore this, please and thank you;
>
> Mary, I would ask you to consider Dick minus the mysticism. He is a
> modernist although not a book read existential scholar. Now I dare not
> use the formal term evoloution but the modern environment makes the
> modernist more fit to survive. I see a environmental existentialism that
> as Dick says comes from experience. I think he has come to a naturalised
> existentialism from his long life experience. I am about ten years
> younger and find that existentialism has been a great benefit to me
> though most of it was learned in my twenties. Mine was didactic but
> experience has cemented the knowledge through multiple  experiences.
> Experience is the growth medium of existentialism as very few have
> studied it formally. More and more people are leaving religion and
> drifting into modernism. As Dick says religion is dying in europe and
> europe is more modern, more progressive than USA. I do not read the
> mystic gunk if you read Dick when he is speaking about his experiences
> outside of mysticism he is mostly existential in his outlook. Bill grim
> William. ]
>
> If one keeps the lid on their inkwell then nobody knows that you exist
> (what a lovely thought).  But if one takes it off then one will be
> defined a million different ways by a million different people – or
> read eight billion there.  Why? Well, I am not sure why. Maybe they have
> nothing better to do but to define things and people.  But I do know
> that  a million contradictory definitions cannot all be right. What is
> wrong with `I am me'. Life does not need interpreting, defining,
> or nailing to a flag.
>
> Post Modernist is the latest one.  Post = After or Beyond. As in Meta.
> Modern? Well, what does modern mean I wonder.  The latest, the now most
> popular? The existing watsit? The latest craze? When did post modern
> begin?  How, why when and where? What about Pre Modernists? What
> are/were they? When were they? Were they not modern at the time they
> existed here?
>
> However, I suppose there are far worse things which one can be called
> than a post modernist (whatever that means). How about being called
> Merlin for example? :- ))) When I was a little boy in the slums during
> the war I used to crease up laughing when people told me that they were
> a train driver or a toilet cleaner.  Silly me, I thought, for I thought
> that was what they did to earn money. So, a change of job and they
> become something different. Emm.  What are you young man?  "I AM a
> ?" How about you are an unemployed figermebobwhatsit?
>
> If this world were to end its habitable stage today would people of
> times to come and far way say that it was done well of mankind on this
> planet? Will there ever come a time for us?  We can do better than this.
>
> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Tq56BN8PCQ&feature=related
> <http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Tq56BN8PCQ&feature=related>
>
> A life worthwhile for you and me.  I can see it. But you cannot make it
> alone. REVOLUTION ! For modern times are not good enough. Neither were
> times past here; nor today. It has to change.  But people must change
> first. Do they like it where they are AT – or is it just safe there?
> And does a safe life equal a good life and one worth living? What makes
> a life here worth living? A good definition admired by the modern mob
> maybe? But, no matter what they say, how they define one, what they call
> one, I would not change any of my past life.  It was most assuredly
> worth living. No complaints here. Maybe they hate you for that; and
> hence name calling and griping is some kind of solace for them. Best
> leave them to it.
>
> rwr
> Merlin, you wild knight,you know the prescribed medicine. I like you would not
swallow it, Death involvis me, it is an option that the religions just can`t
accomidate. So find a graceful way out and enjoy it. Quite a prescription but
someone has to observe and perhaps tell. Bill
>
>
>
>
>
>
> [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
>

Merlin you wild knight?

[ Merlin, you wild knight, you know the prescribed medicine. I like you
would not
swallow it, Death involves me, it is an option that the religions just
can`t
accommodate. So find a graceful way out and enjoy it. Quite a
prescription but
someone has to observe and perhaps tell. Bill grim William. ]

:- )  Are you interested in what the religions can and cannot
accommodate? I never was and still am not and never will be :- ) (nor
the scientific mob either).  I leave them alone and they leave me alone.
It has never been any different to that for me. I have always found that
the best thing in life is to find a partner whom you love and walk a
part of the path of your life here with them and sharing this and that
adventure. That was great. Nothing better. But perhaps not
everybody's cup of tea.  I care not.

One of the things I found hilarious was your calling conscious
experiential existence RELIGION.  Man that is wacky and so novel.

Anyway, I just went up to get dressed and while there I told my wife
that I had now been called a Post Modernist, among all the other names
and definitions which they give you ( she is an academic and a scholar
with a few degrees; and also a speed reader with a photographic memory)
and she laughed and said what the hell is that :- )  She asked me why I
bothered with it all.  I told her that I felt it to be right, an
obligation, if people read the books which you have written and then
wrote in questions about it. That is why I did it. The feeling of an
obligation. It was no problem anyway. But, anyway I do kind of like the
idea and sound of a wild night – sorry, wild Knight :- ) It sounds
better than the Beast of Exmoor or a Merlin :- )))

So, what shall I do today I wonder. I have a good mind to drive down to
Dorset and get that bottle of whisky a daughter brought for me for
father's day – when was that again?  I asked my wife yesterday
if she had any spirit in the house. When asked what I wanted it for I
told her I wanted it to sooth something. She asked what and I told her
my arm.  She asked me to show her, I told her it was on the inside and I
was going to sooth it from the inside.  She gave me a very odd look and
said no she had not got any :- ) Tut tut eh. So today is a mystery so
far. And that does not mean religion :- ))) It means unknown to me as
yet. But, today will unfold or unfurl whatever it is that it does by
coming into existence and making itself known. If by death you mean that
bit about when leaving here, well, I don't know, for that is yet to
come. I don't care what comes either. Sure lived it while I was here
though. It was good.  Have a nice life. Hey when you were TEN  I was
married with a kid and been in the army and long left London behind :-
)))))))  Tis amazing what you can get done in twenty years isn't it.
The next twenty were good too, and the next twenty and the ..... Oh shut
up Richard you hound dog!  Oh, by the way, I am not ready to go just
yet. There is no hurry. I like it here. I might go up Five Barrows again
:- ))) Well, they are going to scatter my ashes there :- )))) But not
today.

The Wild Night – Sorry Knight.







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I guess it's the friction of vitriolic certainty, my own included, which
produces an occasional gem.

Just to clarify, the idea that the eternal void spawns anything should be
reversed; it's our finitude, the tracings of our reality which "shape" the void,
in the same way that a mask can be more real than what's beneath. There's
nothing behind or beneath; there's only the illusion.

Thanks,
Mary

--- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "Mary" <josephson45r@...> wrote:
>
> Because he imagines that he is writing for an imaginary audience, other
mystics like himself, as I, likewise once wrote for an imaginary audience of
existentialists. Virtual reality is this strange bunch of compulsives leaving
traces of our illusions.
>
> The other illusion, non-written reality or experience or thinking, isn't
virtual, but neither is it Real; the Real is Nothing, that which spawns all our
illusions. My life is more wonderful and terrible than his, but who really
cares?
>
> About to seed the copy-paste clouds for crazy counter-flooding. . .
> Mary
>
> --- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "fictiveparrot" <knott12@> wrote:
> >
> > > dead right, I have written far too much.  I would hate to have to read
> > > it all :- )
> >
> > Why torture everyone else? Writing a lot does not in itself make it
valuable.
> >
> > Stop Already
> >
>

Peter,

I guess the frictions of vitriolic certainty, my own included, produce an
occasional gem. Fortunately, I mine and pilfer the lodes of vigorous minds like
Zizek whose new opus (Less Than Nothing, Verso 2012) is educating and
enthralling. You might appreciate his art and cultural critiques which are
embedded throughout.

Just to clarify, the eternal void that spawns finite reality should be reversed;
finitude reveals the void in the same way a mask is more revealing than the
"real" face behind it. The void is the ground spawned by illusory being.

There is nothing behind or beneath appearances–no Real, no Big Other, no
inaccessible Thing-in-Itself; there are only the experiences of our illusions
and our reactive positing of their meaning. This isn't postmodernity and its
denial of objective reality; its modernity based in speculative science.

This doesn't mean our illusions are immaterial. Though semblances vaccillate,
they are the most concrete of all. There isn't anything else.

Mary

--- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "Mary" <josephson45r@...> wrote:
>
> I guess it's the friction of vitriolic certainty, my own included, which
produces an occasional gem.
>
> Just to clarify, the idea that the eternal void spawns anything should be
reversed; it's our finitude, the tracings of our reality which "shape" the void,
in the same way that a mask can be more real than what's beneath. There's
nothing behind or beneath; there's only the illusion.
>
> Thanks,
> Mary
>
> --- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "Mary" <josephson45r@> wrote:
> >
> > Because he imagines that he is writing for an imaginary audience, other
mystics like himself, as I, likewise once wrote for an imaginary audience of
existentialists. Virtual reality is this strange bunch of compulsives leaving
traces of our illusions.
> >
> > The other illusion, non-written reality or experience or thinking, isn't
virtual, but neither is it Real; the Real is Nothing, that which spawns all our
illusions. My life is more wonderful and terrible than his, but who really
cares?
> >
> > About to seed the copy-paste clouds for crazy counter-flooding. . .
> > Mary
> >
> > --- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "fictiveparrot" <knott12@> wrote:
> > >
> > > > dead right, I have written far too much.  I would hate to have to read
> > > > it all :- )
> > >
> > > Why torture everyone else? Writing a lot does not in itself make it
valuable.
> > >
> > > Stop Already
> > >
> >
>

Beneath the Mask?

[ ... that the eternal void spawns anything should be reversed; it's our
finitude, the tracings of our reality which "shape" the void, in the
same way that a mask can be more real than what's beneath. There's
nothing behind or beneath; there's only the illusion. Thanks, Contrary
Mary ]

Well, at least you are not attacking anybody in this one – not that
it matters a fig when you do of course.  However, let me ask a few
questions, for clarity, if I may.

(1)  What mask?  Behind or below  what mask?

(2) What eternal void have you found?  When did you discover it.  Was it
scary being in a void. How long were you in it.  Tell us about it. What
is it like. Describe your experience of it pretty please? (an
Americanism)

(3)  How does our reality shape the void of which you speak? And who is
WE?

Comment:  If you are PERHAPS talking about what lays beyond the most
common daily five external senses, then humanity, and many people in
fact, have known for ten thousand years or more that there were things
beyond the vale, or cave, of the five major external senses.  But you
might not know, and thence assume that nobody else has been  beyond the
input of the five major external senses. And when saying many people and
for a very long time, I am NOT talking about religions and their idiotic
shmysticism. You don't have to BELIEVE that there is a subconscious,
you can study it – if you can get to it. Many people can and have;
and have documented it for the record.  But you might not have done :-
))  Who gives a rats arse if you have or you haven't.

As for masks I asked my wife to get me one of those Guy Fawkes V for
Vendetta masks, because they look better than what I do now; and it
would be a bit of fun when the dark nights come and with a Dracula type
cloak on – but she will not get me one the rotter :- ) She says I
look fine  when I shave and comb my hear and tidy up a bit. But if I did
get that mask then would it be more real than the me beneath it????   It
would indeed be a real mask.  But that does not make me not real does
it. Irrespective of your `all is an illusion' theory :- )))  You
sure do talk a lot of hot air madam. But never mind it will keep the end
of your nose warm on cold days and might keep Jack Frost from biting it.

Dick Richardson.





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Cervantes deposited  the initial Wild Knight in our midst. The  hero was the
epitomy of self style . I have been accused of such but Dick deserves the title
to a greater degree. Those who march to a different drummer are the  projections
of growth that spark change. As Dick screams for revolution his wildness 
becomes evident and his worth  is inhansed. Charge on! Sir  Knight, there are
windmills to  tilt with. Grimm

Ref the Wild Knight?

[ Cervantes deposited the initial Wild Knight in our midst. The hero was
the epitomy of self style. I have been accused of such but Dick deserves
the title to a greater degree. Those who march to a different drummer
are the projections of growth that spark change. As Dick screams for
revolution his wildness  becomes evident and his worth is enhanced.
Charge on! Sir Knight, there are windmills to tilt with. Grimm William.
]

Oh, you make me blush, stop it I am ticklish; I am not the Don Quixote
type Phew, sod that for a way of life :- )) I am much more the lone
Highwayman type and calling at the old Inns up on the moors at the dead
of night, and maybe chatting to the barmaids after a noggin or two and a
bowl of broth and a few side dish victuals.  But when they start
cleaning these places out and making it all hygienic and clinical and
law abiding then they are not worth going  back to, for I like germs in
my grub and some spit and sawdust; and no rules. Tis good for you. Tis
all the crap which keeps you healthy innit.

However, as well as windmills there be also castles, hump-back bridges
over the rivers where you can waylay the rich aristocracy to feed the
poor, fields of gold to hide out in when you fancy a kip. Oh yes, that
reminds me, and some wild wild women to be tamed there :- ))) And
religionists say there is no fun here :- )) I guess they have never
tasted the goods to find out :- )) They don't know what they are
missing sir. Did I ever tell you of the dalliance at Robbers Bridge on a
balmy moonlight autumn summers night during the heat wave of seventy
six?

Mind you, it is more peaceful to do nothing. But I was not looking for
peace. They wanted shit and strife on this world so they got it. I
wasn't born that way, just made myself that way – because it was
needed. I will never give up until the last breath has gone. Failure
does not matter. It is not trying which matters. And Revolution IS
Evolution. You can't have one without the other. Evo-Revo-Evo. Or as
the actress said the bishop, move over Beethoven.  But you know, there
is also the dead serious side to me, and there always was. You really
ought to try reading the book, it is not about what you are assuming it
to be about. The novel is fun too. Bet you a bucket of bucks that you
have never read one like that before. I sure have not :- ) I might stick
around to direct the movie in Bollyfixville:- )  Or I might not.  We
will see.

The Beast of Exmoor and the scourge of Seven Sisters Road Camden Town.





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--- In existlist@yahoogroups.com, "Dick Richardson" <merlinofexmoor@...> wrote:
>
>
> Ref the Wild Knight?
>
> [ Cervantes deposited the initial Wild Knight in our midst. The hero was
> the epitomy of self style. I have been accused of such but Dick deserves
> the title to a greater degree. Those who march to a different drummer
> are the projections of growth that spark change. As Dick screams for
> revolution his wildness  becomes evident and his worth is enhanced.
> Charge on! Sir Knight, there are windmills to tilt with. Grimm William.
> ]
>
> Oh, you make me blush, stop it I am ticklish; I am not the Don Quixote
> type Phew, sod that for a way of life :- )) I am much more the lone
> Highwayman type and calling at the old Inns up on the moors at the dead
> of night, and maybe chatting to the barmaids after a noggin or two and a
> bowl of broth and a few side dish victuals.  But when they start
> cleaning these places out and making it all hygienic and clinical and
> law abiding then they are not worth going  back to, for I like germs in
> my grub and some spit and sawdust; and no rules. Tis good for you. Tis
> all the crap which keeps you healthy innit.
>
> However, as well as windmills there be also castles, hump-back bridges
> over the rivers where you can waylay the rich aristocracy to feed the
> poor, fields of gold to hide out in when you fancy a kip. Oh yes, that
> reminds me, and some wild wild women to be tamed there :- ))) And
> religionists say there is no fun here :- )) I guess they have never
> tasted the goods to find out :- )) They don't know what they are
> missing sir. Did I ever tell you of the dalliance at Robbers Bridge on a
> balmy moonlight autumn summers night during the heat wave of seventy
> six?
>
> Mind you, it is more peaceful to do nothing. But I was not looking for
> peace. They wanted shit and strife on this world so they got it. I
> wasn't born that way, just made myself that way – because it was
> needed. I will never give up until the last breath has gone. Failure
> does not matter. It is not trying which matters. And Revolution IS
> Evolution. You can't have one without the other. Evo-Revo-Evo. Or as
> the actress said the bishop, move over Beethoven.  But you know, there
> is also the dead serious side to me, and there always was. You really
> ought to try reading the book, it is not about what you are assuming it
> to be about. The novel is fun too. Bet you a bucket of bucks that you
> have never read one like that before. I sure have not :- ) I might stick
> around to direct the movie in Bollyfixville:- )  Or I might not.  We
> will see.
>
> The Beast of Exmoor and the scourge of Seven Sisters Road Camden Town.
>
> Merlin, I best not know of that business on the hump back bridge, the lovely
Dulcinea must be protected at all costs. Or was that humping on the back bridge?
I was  taught the wild ways  by Hyder Harris who carried a darringer and
switchblade and gamboled in box cars  for big wads of cash. After  a session
with the shaved cubes we would have plenty to go to the soda fountain in the
pharmacy and get a real Coca cola. It had a big line of cocaine  and  a six year
old  can get real happy. I like you miss the  simple days  but with the temp at
95F the air conditioning  is most  comfortable. As a german lord who lives at
malibu says "We are comfortable" . Grimm
>
>
>
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