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MikeTLive 09-15-2004 01:04 PM

Breathe
 
Money, for many, is tight.
Politics talk is high all over.
Religion has been thrown in there too.
Conflict is thrown into our faces at every turn.


Only observation I can make is that the Fishing must be real slow for a lot more people than myself to get so many people so worked up over so little.


Each of you are instructed to go on a solo journey.
Take a break and step outside.
Watch the sun, moon, stars and clouds move through the sky.
Observe as the tide marks its passing along the shore.
Listen to the pulse of the life that surrounds us.
Breath in the air that passes between us all.

When, at last, your mind has cleared of all things and again you become one with your surroundings contemplate this statement:

First there is a mountain.
Then there is no mountain.
Then there is a mountain again.



If you require hints, return later.
I suggest, however that you work it out for yourself first as it will carry greater meaning.

RIJIMMY 09-15-2004 01:08 PM

Is this some kooky Greatful Dead song....?

Jimbo 09-15-2004 02:14 PM

Ya Got me, but I love literary rhetoric. Here goes.

I surmounted the mountain where I could see the sea,
and so thence I went,
Only to find myself standing in the shadow of my own ascent.

Heaven have mercy on us all--Presbyterians and Pagans alike--for we are all somehow dreadfully cracked about the head, and sadly need mending.

There is no steady unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed gradations, and at the last one pause:--through infancy's unconscious spell, boyhood's thoughtless faith, adolescence' doubt..., then scepticism, then disbelief, resting at last in manhood's pondering repose of If.

You cannot hide the soul

Nebe 09-15-2004 05:48 PM

I have found one hand casting long ago... on a beach not yet inhabited by man. Then I died, came back to life, died, came back to life, and now 50 generations later, I am at one with the bass:D

RickBomba 09-15-2004 06:17 PM

I sit and write this as I flop down on a chair with a glass of wine after my two hour commute from work in Boston traffic, and all I can think about is fishing.
Do I care about anybody elses politics...NOT AT ALL!
I'm a concerned Republican businesman who thinks our President is effective, yet not that smart!
If it was up to me, I'd vote for Kery right now, just because I don't like Bush...the apple did fall a little far from the tree as far as I'm concerned...I did vote for Sr.
Anyhow, let's get off the topic of stupid American politics and get on the topic of the Greatest American Pastime:
FISHING!!!!!!!
Anyhow, just my two cents.
Later,
Rick

Backbeach Jake 09-15-2004 06:53 PM

Ahhh, Donovan.

MikeTLive 09-16-2004 12:56 PM

as promised, followup.
 
Your road at first must appear difficult. Yet still you begin, and as you progress you find that the difficulties are not so impossible. When you have reached your destination you are able to look back and appreciate the road for what it is.

The destination is inconsequential. What really matters is the experience that the journey has afforded you. It is the experience that will remain with you.


First, there is a mountain...

Then, there is no mountain...

Then, there is a mountain again.

Rappin Mikey 09-16-2004 01:15 PM

A catapillar sheds his skin
to find a butterfly within.

First there is a mountain
then there is no mountain
then there is

rexhamer 09-16-2004 09:11 PM

I just bought the DVD for the TV show "Kung Fu" with David Carridine. I think I saw this stuff in Episode #3.

I am pretty sure it was Master Po's response to Grasshopper when he asked about his first case of acne.

fishweewee 09-16-2004 09:24 PM

two lovely mountains, each of which had its own little mountain. and there I was, mounting her mountains, and when I mounted the summit I found succor in an oasis of twin peaks. and to the south, there was a much smaller but no less rugged mountain surrounded by impenetrable forest, which seemingly was by the ocean...was it the salt spray or the fishy je ne sais quois that gave it away?

Nebe 09-17-2004 07:57 AM

Gungula Gungula...."You will find perfect enlightenement on your deathbead"..

at least i got that goin for me. :hihi:

Saltheart 09-17-2004 08:08 AM

When I look over my shoulder,
What do you think I see ?
Some other cat looking over
His shoulder at me

Rappin Mikey 09-17-2004 09:05 AM

First there is a mountain
then there is no mountain
then there is.

outfished 09-22-2004 04:08 PM

I'm with RickBomba on this one:D


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