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Friends,

It’s as easy as one leg at a time.

All my best,
Earl

"Pretend you’re reading the second-best damn sig you ever read!(tm)"

For some reason I have had time to investigate I have noticed that
crystals do not like me , even ones that have been postively charged .

Why this is , is beyond me but I would be curious to hear if any one
here has heard of any instances where this sort of thing , using
crystals has had bad influence on someone..

This happened now with at least 6 different types including quartz ,
rose quartz etc etc

thanks

balli

  Let me start by saying I’m not gay, at least I’m pretty sure I’m not. I’ve never thought of guys as attractive and have always thought of women as very attractive. However since (I don’t even remember) puberty? I’ve wanted to be a girl. Sure my dream girl has changed over the years. Growing bigger and bigger breasts (52ee) an awesome figure (52-26-36 or around there. A nice athletic body because I do work out and a nice big chest) with hazel green eyes, hair color doesn’t matter, and standing 5’9" (once again "or around there") tall and >preferably< be around the age of 20-25. I’ve wished and prayed and wished that some how I would magically be changed into this woman of my dreams.
   Now as I said I’m not gay. I look at guys and none seem sexy to me or I don’t know like I’d want them. Women on the other hand I find awesome, beautiful, half of the time more intelligent then men as they use their heads and most of the time us guys think with our penises. There’s other things that I see women use to their advantage. More often then not if you’re a beautiful woman you have the ability to use your body or even a smile to obtain things us guys have no means of obtaining… for free. Back to that whole not being gay thing. I’m not gay but I believe if I were the woman of my dreams I would be bisexual. I can see myself >if I were the woman I want to be< happily being with a man or two maybe 3 (at once) lol. I also believe if I found the man (and I was the woman I dream of being) of my dreams I could very easily settle down with him and live out the good life of having his children and being a house mom or even working while we had children, perhaps finding a sitter or nanny or care center. Though my point of view, I think the woman should stay home and be the Mom/Wife, raise her children, and make sure her mate has what he needs when he needs it. Maybe I’m old fashioned. But! Before all this happened I’d love to be my dream woman even if it means re-living a young age or dieing and being reborn to my rightful body. Let me say once again that I’m not into guys but I would be.
   I’m 6’4" and weigh 225 pounds. Most of my life I’ve played football and I was in the Marine Corps before I got injured and booted. So with my body I’m not able to get "the surgery". I’d be far to big.  I think, even if I did get this surgery.. I don’t think I could 1: pass as a woman and 2: truely be myself, a woman. I’d know all that happened was I went thru some lame surgeries and am still the same person I’ve always been. Now I’m not putting down the people that have had those surgeries, I just don’t think it would do anything for my mind set.

Please, if you can some how help me. I beg of you to do so,

Erika Anne Meyers
Whispe…@gmail.com

….Up the fiery mountain,
down the rushing glen;
people dare not go hunting,
for fear of little men…………..

I’ll find you in the sunlight,
I’ll find you in the night,
In morning and in twilight
In hearing and in sight

In conjured and in real
In Venus and in Mars
In truth incorporeal
Of billions of stars

In water and in fire
In earthquake and in flood
In Mount Kilimanjaro
That is the House of God

In Amazonian jungle
And overhanging clifss
In the Siberian tundra
And on the coral reefs

On surface of the moon and
In heart of Milky Way
Within volcano plumes and
In crashing ocean wave

In laughter of a child
In tears of the bereaved
At home and in the wild
In everything that lived

In passion and in reason
In body and in soul
In insight and in wisdom
In all that I extol –

Nirvana and desire
The journey and the goal
Phenomenal and maya
Combined with noumenal –

It all exists within you
And in you it takes place
The ultimate continuum
That in you manifests –

In sides of dialectic
In substance of the light
In prayer and in action
In wings of bird in flight,

In essence and existence
In fractals and in chaos
In goodness that consists of
The yearning and the blessed,

In thought and inspiration
In everything that’s true
I, without hesitation,
Say: Universe is you.

Ilya Shambat

93. Slack.

This is my idea of utopia for me.

000 Law.
00 Love.
0 Will.

1. No death.
2. No disease.
3. No pain.
4. No poverty.
5. No war.
6. All out veganism (with technology we could grow perfectly artificial
meat)
7. No corruption
8. No stealing.
9. No crime.
10. No famine.
11. Unlimited mileage in faster than light completely eco friendly space
faring vehicles, with on board equipment for colonising planets and
spreading utopian life.
12. Time travel for peaceful and ethical purposes only.
13. Work for those who want to work.
14. Unemployment for those who want it.
15. Immortality and perpetual rejuvenation.
16. Humaniform robots carrying out work in place of those who want to slack
and take strange drugs* See 17.
17. Mind altering substances with rules applied so only positive experiences
are possible. (technology would be advanced to make this a completely exact
science).
18. Free education.
19. Complete abolition of money.
20. No conflict apart from those who want to fight, who are designated to
special war zone planets specifically desgined for brilliant hardcore
conflict beyond their wildest dreams.
21. Peaceful, pardisical planets full of wild forests, streams, log cabins,
animals etc.
22. Megagiant spaceships with wild forests, streams, log cabins, animals.
cities etc.
23. Warful planets full of conflict, chaos, pollution and death for those
who want them without infringing the rights of those who dont.
24. Speciality music freshly imported from the distant future designed with
special complimentary mind altering substances (see 17) in mind.
25. All manner of magick sciences.
26. Plastic surgery to make oneself as beautiful or as ugly as one wishes
without offending anyone.
27. All the sleep anyone wants.
28. The right for anyone to completely disagree with anything i say (with
the right to kill me if i infringe these rights).
29, The right to Hail Bob!.
30. The right for people to add to this list as they please, to manipulate
it as they please, to completely ignore it, etc.
31. The abolition of dumbass posts on usenet.
32. Get stretched.
FNORD. 93.

At the center of the visible universe was seen a cross, and the voice
of Julia saying "Do you want this?" I kept coming back and forth and
back and forth and going back to snares and she was unhappy and then I
came forth and she was saying partially is not good enough so I started
writing and I saw her energy reaching to different parts of the world
with her beautiful warm compassionate heart and I put my soul inside of
her heart and was taken to the center. I saw something else: That it
did not appear a singularity but rather that it was always there and
that’s it, that there need not be a beginning or an end but rather
eternity, and it did not feel foreign or boggled the mind as does the
idea of universe sometime beginning (as was told me, we are comfortable
with the idea of time going on forever but not it beginning) – but this
was something else: That this has been always, and for once it felt not
foreign or unponderable but seemed the most natural thing in the world,
indeed the most comfortable thing in the world – as natural as is water
and air. Here was eternity itself: A subject that seems totally strange
to comprehension, but in this moment – at this point and place –
appeared the most natural – indeed the most obvious – thing possible.
It has always been; that indeed is its nature. All time and space
belongs to it – all time and space is in it and it is in all time and
space. To think of something being before what I was seeing is as
meaningless as it is to think of there being south below south pole. At
this place time and space merged and was eternally self-existing. It
felt eternity – it was eternity.

It was not that there was something before it; it’s that nothing COULD
be before it, because in it all dimensions of visible universe were
enfolded. Not 15 billion years, not big bang, not expansion and
collapse – no, not beginning and end either – not circular Eastern time
nor Western linear time nor some Hegelian synthesis – but something
only here, encoded in what I was seeing and feeling, was the preceding
and consummation of all existence; and it felt the most comfortable –
indeed the most obvious, the most simple, and most beautiful – thing in
the world. It felt like any new thought – a "how could I have ever
missed something so obvious?" Not piercing like a singularity or edgy
like the top of a turtle; more like a bed of roses – or so it seemed
with her being there and asking me to come to her and share with her
the beauty and inspiration of which she knew. I lost myself in her
arms, and through her shone a luminosity. She had tied herself to the
cross, in order that I go where she had gone and from what she drew her
inspiration. It was not only the cross on which Jesus died. It was a
cross in which were contained the dimensions – that radiated through
the cosmos and in which all was indeed one.

I had listened to hymn saying such things as "O beautiful cross" and I
thought how could they be possibly glorifying something that was a
monument not to God or to Jesus but to the Roman order that crucified
criminals, but this was something else: Cross as the beginning and
continuity of all time and space. And once again, the feeling it called
for was not anything that could have been expected of such a place. It
was this: That eternity of the pre-existing seemed natural and easily
apparent and indeed obvious. It did not start before, sometime in the
past; it was right there, right before me. And it did not feel at all
like a sharp point. It felt soft and continuous and in it the four
dimensions – three spatial one and the time – came together and became
a cross.

When I was a kid and read astronomy books and tried to understand what
existed beyond the edges of universe, I thought that the universe
beyond its edges must be totally filled with light. I thought that the
darkness had to end somewhere, and that the light – endless, boundless
light – not like the sun but like the sky in the day – was what stood
at the end of the universe and spread beyond and beyond. It was
inconceivable to me to see infinite darkness; but infinite light seemed
natural and obvious and arose inside me no wonder on whether it had an
end: It was endless and that’s all. Whether this idea came from my
experience, as a creature on earth, living within an atmosphere that is
light during the day, or from some fundamentally optimistic view of the
world, or an evolutionary adaptation necessary for life, or an
ancestral memory, is not of significance; it may be as natural for
someone else to see the universe beyond its edges as being total
darkness as it was for me to see it as being total light. It may even
be natural for people to see the universe as having an end, and that’s
it – there’s nothing beyond that, dark, light, polka dots, perfect
forms, stars and stripes or hammer and sickle. However here was
something else: in what I was seeing, was all that was or could be. And
it felt completely natural and completely real.

I tried to find out what came before; I tried to find out what was
around this. I was seeing white light, all-engulfing white light, and
thoughts saying "Stay There." Aroused light-forms, unsettled
light-forms, stay there, and then something else: Light brighter than
sun and then again, feeling unendurable but yet again totally loving,
as if this was the most natural thing to experience and how could I
have missed this at all. I had discovered that different people had
different visions of God, and through their prayers and thoughts – or
through my deliberate attempts to experience and understand them – I
could experience all of them, and many of them were quite different
from one another, some loving and wise and compassionate and others
shrill and authoritarian; and once while in a hypnosis class I had
discovered one that was far more powerful than them all and something
that did not appear a fabrication of mind at all – it was a screaming
sun, it was as Bible said was totally full of light but not light that
is easy to endure and not exactly good news either for most. It was all
these things: Luminous, demanding and very difficult to endure; its
compassion came later. There was even time when a pagan memory
activated and I felt Jesus stopping me saying that soul was his & his
energy, firm and luminous. I was told that there are many Jesuses, but
true Jesus speaks word of God – and I asked how hard would it be for
someone else to speak word of God and claim to be Jesus or coming from
Jesus – and I was told that true Jesus speaks in your heart. Well. This
light was all-consuming, and it could not make sense that there could
be to it a start or a finish, or that it could be caused by anything
else, or that anything could be despite it.

This was beyond timespace; enfolding timespace. The cross was the
inspiration of timespace; and light was its enflodment. The luminosity
that Plato claimed to be available through noesis – through studying
the shapes on the walls of the cave until he figured out what’s out
there and was then liberated into the light – which light was
surrounded by perfect forms that through their working among each other
created the true world of mind – came through the cross. Which was the
beginning of timespace – indeed the South Pole of timespace – and
around which was the Self-Existing One.

The morning of this day I walked into a church, and the black priest –
who had been on the streets for two years and was guided by God until
he now runs DC’s biggest addiction-treatment center – had given a fiery
sermon about the right way to follow Christ, and how it is about loving
people before all else. I had been studying the dichotomy that appeared
far more than chance rate: "Mankind is great it’s people that are the
problem" vs. "Mankind is vile but people are quite all right" – and
then I was thinking about a trickle-up spirituality (based on
trickle-down economics): Reaching first those who are in the worst
places (untouchables, people in absolute poverty, prisoners, outcasts,
women in horrible domestic situations) and then coming up gradually to
all else: In the same way as trickle-down economics worked opposite.
Thus we have David’s Star turned over: The triangle of matter
intersecting the triangle of spirit – and together make the body of
life.

Through this inversion is therefore found a path for the two aspects of
human existence to merge. Merge-and-refine, merge-and-refine, and lead
to luminosity.

When I came back I did what I’d never done before and put on sandals,
and then I experienced the peace-and-love hippie mindset (I’ve done
protest against social oppression and I’ve done communing with nature
and I’ve done Burningman stuff and romanticism but never got the peace
and love thing until yesterday evening). It was a mood of complete –
well, peace and openness and taking out of all harshness and being able
to be completely free inside. I was talking to my friend Mike who was
born on Haight in 1969 to hippies who died next year, and he was
perpetually angry at everything while trying to practice the ideology
of tolerance and compasion and standing up for people’s rights – and
what I recognized was, here was someone standing up for a paradise; for
a world that was dreamed of and fought for and brutally demolished. The
pieces of that world find me; I also seek them out. Perhaps they want
me to piece it back together, or at least take the inspiration and
animate it and make it produce lasting fruit. To take it from status of
nostalgia to status of continuous aspect of life on the world – not
necessarily in the hippie lifestyle or "revolution," but rather in
artwork and relationships, where it can live sustainably and
beautifully while allowing the civilization to go on and enriching the
human existence long-term.

Making the beauty an ongoing and sustainable aspect of human existence.
And with it giving light the living and inspiring the yet-to-live.

Leading to creation of masterpieces
…

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