1601Re: THE SAGE'S VIEW
- Jan 1, 2003Aha! Struck a nerve did I? Well there you have it.
Sure, come on over the ranch, I'm not the only one who can see
through your "pink experiential panties". :-)
--- In firstname.lastname@example.org, "Jeff Belyea
<jeff@m...>" <jeff@m...> wrote:
> Sweet friend, Judi -
> Can you possibly keep your
> slasher tongue in its holster
> long enough to read more
> than one sentence? Your
> self-contradiction is
> showing all over the place.
> You say it's not joy, but you call
> it pure joy. It's not experience
> but you call it a new
> perceptual condition.
> New is necessarily experiential,
> perception is experiential -
> understanding is experiential.
> Semantic hair-splitting
> just to be an antagonist
> is your tiresome game.
> And speaking of place, this
> really isn't the place for this,
> but I'm tired of stepping
> in your smelly bullshit
> everywhere I go...and I want
> a shoot out, Rocky.
> Go ahead and run back to the ranch.
> I'll be on your trail. I don't
> like your style, but I grew
> up with people who walked it
> and talked it, and I'm willing
> and able to stand my ground
> against your bluster, buster.
> I guess you don't have enough
> to rant about at the ranch.
> You got an extra bunk?.
> You didn't run me off, you
> invited me back "anytime".
> Still a standing invitation?
> You'll have your boys there.
> I left because your juvenile boys
> grew ridiculously boring.
> They didn't scare me off, my
> side was hurting from laughing
> at their naivety, pompous parroting,
> and pitiful pandering to you.
> You talk about others wanting fawning
> disciples. What do you have at
> the ranch? They got nothing.
> Less than Snarlo's Guru Raters,
> And get real, you jumped around
> like a tenderfoot with someone
> shooting at her feet when my
> inquiries got too hot.
> You, I challenge to duel...
> Hot-Air filled Cream puffs
> at 50 paces. That's about
> all you got other than
> a bundt pan.
> Still reading?...
> On July 21, 1975 at about
> 9:30am my life changed, a
> door opened. It was not a flash,
> not a la la la moment, it was a
> permanent shift of identity,
> a new awareness of a reality
> that I had been separated
> from - a separate reality -
> until known, a new overriding
> current running through my every
> conscious moment from that
> moment on. And it was and is
> blissful, peaceful beyond
> understanding, and full of joy.
> Still is.Doesn't mean I don't have
> a bold and bad-ass ego, or
> that I run from a scrap.
> Not all sages are milquetoasts,
> the best of them have been
> known to fashion a whip and
> crack a few heads.
> Whatever I choose to call
> my awakening experience
> cannot be negated by your
> constant carping. Its wasted.
> The person who entered
> the meditation center,
> after 24 years of seeking,
> never left. He ceased to exit.
> (Sound familiar?)
> So you don't subscribe to
> the Boddisattva vow? I do.
> I took it. I honor it.
> Your shots at my ego
> are in vain. I grin
> and bear it, because I don't
> miss the wry smile behind
> all your seeming ferocity.
> But for the sake of
> those who are here
> for inquiry...
> Can't you ever just shut
> the fuck up, and let someone
> speak without whacking them on
> the head with your tight-ass,
> self-righteous, know-it-all
> table of the Judi commandments?
> Your need to straighten
> out all the error you
> see in everyone else
> might have something to
> do with the ego you
> consistently see
> all around you.
> Rude enough to win
> you over?
> Your blissed out bawdy friend,
> PS: My apologies to the gentle folks here
> for this evening's R-Rated entertainment.
> Somewhere there's a lesson here.I'm going
> to go see what's cookin' at the ranch.
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