More Devolution (a private conversation)
Ether St. Vying
>
> Ahahahaha......you are so lucky....
Don't I know it! And rain for miles. Something wet has been falling from the
sky almost every day since October. And it's cool. The perenniels love it, but
the hot blooded tomatoes wish they had sweaters.
> My beautiful moment today:
>
> When I was done with the white in my painting
> it appeared to be moonlight.
It's fitting, moongirl. :-)
My beautiful moment today:
As I was driving out of the factory parking lot, a pair of teenaged mourning
doves waddled crossed the roadway in front of me. Pigeons are not the
Einsteins of the bird world, but they are perpetually innocent ... and those
two were just so young and perfect, so petite, shiny and new ... so alive.
Mourning doves are part of the chorus of Birdsong at Dawn, carried on the
airwaves as sound. The most elaborate songs, and loudest crescendos happen
around this time every year. I'll pay attention as to whether it peaks at the
Solstice. By the end of July, it's pretty much over. I guess by then they're
tired of singing their little hearts out! ;-)
Being nocturnal has it's advantages ... except when you have to get up early .
Then you get to be a braindead zombie for the first couple of hours ...
> > Are we emailing yet, RBB? Or are we still bouncing around in the void?
>
> Voidable bouncing I guess.
I figured. Time gets stretchier after this weekend of double parental duty. In
the meantime ... testing ... testing ... one ... two ... test one ... test two
...
> I have answered your last 3 testmails and haven't received anything from
> you, and that while I was frantically looking through a mailbox of 8 days
> old.
I haven't received your responses. Just tonight I sent you an email from
another isp. Whether you receive it or not will help us troubleshoot the
situation. Once we know what the problem is, we can scream at the source, or a
representative of the source anyway. I pity the unsuspecting internet
provider.
> Que pasa?
Todos ... !
> This drives me nuts.
Let me know if you got the email from the other isp. You should get it,
unless your server has gone mad. It probably has a holographic avatar that's
gone insane and believes itself to be En-Ell, the scourge of the internet,
avenger of the trans-Atlantic phone gods!
And as for you ... yeah, I mean YOU, anyone other than RBB reading this ...
admit that you enjoy being a fly on the wall ... it's almost as good as
gossip, isn't it?
I think so!
St. Ether
Live and in persona!
RBB
"Ether St. Vying" <co...@nowhere.eh> wrote in message
news:3EE960B5...@nowhere.eh...
> My beautiful moment today:
>
> As I was driving out of the factory parking lot, a pair of teenaged
mourning
> doves waddled crossed the roadway in front of me. Pigeons are not the
> Einsteins of the bird world, but they are perpetually innocent ... and
those
> two were just so young and perfect, so petite, shiny and new ... so alive.
> Mourning doves are part of the chorus of Birdsong at Dawn, carried on the
> airwaves as sound. The most elaborate songs, and loudest crescendos happen
> around this time every year. I'll pay attention as to whether it peaks at
the
> Solstice. By the end of July, it's pretty much over. I guess by then
they're
> tired of singing their little hearts out! ;-)
>
> Being nocturnal has it's advantages ... except when you have to get up
early .
> Then you get to be a braindead zombie for the first couple of hours ...
I like the zombie state. Particular if it takes to fire some neurons, to
think .
In that state one realizes that it takes will to think at all.
And it is always a relief to find the mind working.
Your moment makes me remember the many days I heard the doves on the roof in
the morning.
There was this particular dove that drove me nuts.
What has happened to her? I don't know.
My beautiful moment today:
Juicy spareribs. It was deliciously primitive.
I like meat with bones, specially when I am really hungry.
>
> > > Are we emailing yet, RBB? Or are we still bouncing around in the void?
> >
> > Voidable bouncing I guess.
>
> I figured. Time gets stretchier after this weekend of double parental
duty. In
> the meantime ... testing ... testing ... one ... two ... test one ... test
two
You a are a parents dream. :)
It comes from the pudel.
> ...
>
> > I have answered your last 3 testmails and haven't received anything from
> > you, and that while I was frantically looking through a mailbox of 8
days
> > old.
>
> I haven't received your responses. Just tonight I sent you an email from
> another isp. Whether you receive it or not will help us troubleshoot the
> situation. Once we know what the problem is, we can scream at the source,
or a
> representative of the source anyway. I pity the unsuspecting internet
> provider.
I have got it and followed your suggestions.
I pity us.
No mercy with those that set us on a email diet.
Thunder and lightening.
>
> > Que pasa?
>
> Todos ... !
I am panicking. !!!!
>
> > This drives me nuts.
>
> Let me know if you got the email from the other isp. You should get it,
> unless your server has gone mad. It probably has a holographic avatar
that's
> gone insane and believes itself to be En-Ell, the scourge of the internet,
> avenger of the trans-Atlantic phone gods!
At least this is an explanation I can believe.
The other possible explanation is that they want to keep us apart so we
cannot run for president
of the US.
Because the solution to all trouble is:
Saints for President.
>
> And as for you ... yeah, I mean YOU, anyone other than RBB reading this
...
> admit that you enjoy being a fly on the wall ... it's almost as good as
> gossip, isn't it?
Oh, no, I trust in the good of menkind. After all the word kind is in it.
Or did I just make it up?
>
> I think so!
>
> St. Ether
> Live and in persona!
ST. Dhanyata
recorded live
Ether St. Vying
> "Ether St. Vying" <co...@nowhere.eh> wrote in message
> news:3EE960B5...@nowhere.eh...
> > My beautiful moment today:
> >
> > As I was driving out of the factory parking lot, a pair of teenaged
> mourning
> > doves waddled crossed the roadway in front of me. Pigeons are not the
> > Einsteins of the bird world, but they are perpetually innocent ... and
> those
> > two were just so young and perfect, so petite, shiny and new ... so alive.
> > Mourning doves are part of the chorus of Birdsong at Dawn, carried on the
> > airwaves as sound. The most elaborate songs, and loudest crescendos happen
> > around this time every year. I'll pay attention as to whether it peaks at
> the
> > Solstice. By the end of July, it's pretty much over. I guess by then
> they're
> > tired of singing their little hearts out! ;-)
> >
> > Being nocturnal has it's advantages ... except when you have to get up
> early .
> > Then you get to be a braindead zombie for the first couple of hours ...
>
> I like the zombie state.
I like it too ... if I don't need to think.
> Particular if it takes to fire some neurons, to think .
Invariably, yes.
>
> In that state one realizes that it takes will to think at all.
Sure, but will goes only so far when put in the context of individual
bio-rhythms. The brain just plain doesn't function as well at a time when it's
normally sleeping. Perhaps the non-conscious aspects are still sleeping ...
that's what it feels like. Your brain is asleep at the wheel!
>
> And it is always a relief to find the mind working.
And it's not a relief when it isn't working as well as you'd like.
>
> Your moment makes me remember the many days I heard the doves on the roof in
> the morning. There was this particular dove that drove me nuts.
Why? The cooing bothered you?
> What has happened to her? I don't know.
Dead, prolly.
>
>
> My beautiful moment today:
> Juicy spareribs. It was deliciously primitive.
> I like meat with bones, specially when I am really hungry.
For me it was figuring out how to rebuild the retaining wall at the side of the
house ... maybe with just supplies we already have. Also, picking a huge
bouquet of Lily of the Vally, and old fashioned lilac ... and putting bouquets
in every room. The perfume is heavenly ... and transient ...
> > > > Are we emailing yet, RBB? Or are we still bouncing around in the void?
> > >
> > > Voidable bouncing I guess.
> >
> > I figured. Time gets stretchier after this weekend of double parental duty.
> In
> > the meantime ... testing ... testing ... one ... two ... test one ... test
> two
>
> You a are a parents dream. :)
Only if they don't expect too much. :-)
>
> It comes from the pudel.
He's influencing me to express my pack associations?
> []Once we know what the problem is, we can scream at the source, or a
> > representative of the source anyway. I pity the unsuspecting internet
> > provider.
>
> I have got it and followed your suggestions.
And you've heard from me from various accounts. I think we've narrowed it down.
>
> I pity us.
> No mercy with those that set us on a email diet.
> Thunder and lightening.
Fire and rain! ;-)
>
> > > Que pasa?
> >
> > Todos ... !
>
> I am panicking. !!!!
Pourquoi? C'est la vie.
> > > This drives me nuts.
> >
> > Let me know if you got the email from the other isp. You should get it,
> > unless your server has gone mad. It probably has a holographic avatar
> that's
> > gone insane and believes itself to be En-Ell, the scourge of the internet,
> > avenger of the trans-Atlantic phone gods!
>
> At least this is an explanation I can believe.
I thought you'd like that.
> The other possible explanation is that they want to keep us apart so we
> cannot run for president of the US.
We'd have to go live there and become citizens first ...
> Because the solution to all trouble is:
> Saints for President.
As Bush once said "make the pie higher!". Saints for Queens of the Universe!
> > And as for you ... yeah, I mean YOU, anyone other than RBB reading this
> ... admit that you enjoy being a fly on the wall ... it's almost as good as
> > gossip, isn't it?
>
> Oh, no, I trust in the good of menkind. After all the word kind is in it.
> Or did I just make it up?
Sorta kinda
Jeremy
>My beautiful moment today:
What, you only get one or something? :-)
-J.
(Actually, that's a fun thing you're doing with your "beautiful
moment", and I look forward to seeing them.)
RBB
"Ether St. Vying" <co...@coolest.eh> wrote in message
news:3EEAB421...@coolest.eh...
> > >
> > > Being nocturnal has it's advantages ... except when you have to get up
> > early .
> > > Then you get to be a braindead zombie for the first couple of hours
...
> >
> > I like the zombie state.
>
> I like it too ... if I don't need to think.
It is so easy to have inner silence.
Just exhaust your brain. Ahahahahaha.......
>
> > Particular if it takes to fire some neurons, to think .
>
> Invariably, yes.
>
> >
> > In that state one realizes that it takes will to think at all.
>
> Sure, but will goes only so far when put in the context of individual
> bio-rhythms. The brain just plain doesn't function as well at a time when
it's
> normally sleeping. Perhaps the non-conscious aspects are still sleeping
...
> that's what it feels like. Your brain is asleep at the wheel!
The brain never sleeps, it just closes down functions.
I had this strange dream of an english speaking women tonight.
She was blond, with curls. But she also looked like you.
We had a good time in the dream, she felt like family.
Then she had to part and wouldn't see her for some time,
because she had to go home again.
I was very sad when she left, I liked her being around.
I didn't realize it was a dream. It was so real.
>
> >
> > And it is always a relief to find the mind working.
>
> And it's not a relief when it isn't working as well as you'd like.
I don't know. I usually like my brain taking me into the unknown.
>
> >
> > Your moment makes me remember the many days I heard the doves on the
roof in
> > the morning. There was this particular dove that drove me nuts.
>
> Why? The cooing bothered you?
A lot. She was really exceptional noisy.
>
> > What has happened to her? I don't know.
>
> Dead, prolly.
I am pondering about her next incarnation.
>
> >
> >
> > My beautiful moment today:
> > Juicy spareribs. It was deliciously primitive.
> > I like meat with bones, specially when I am really hungry.
>
> For me it was figuring out how to rebuild the retaining wall at the side
of the
> house ... maybe with just supplies we already have. Also, picking a huge
> bouquet of Lily of the Vally, and old fashioned lilac ... and putting
bouquets
> in every room. The perfume is heavenly ... and transient ...
Must be great to pluck flowers from the garden,
But it is not so bad here, I can just buy them a couple of feets away.
My beautiful moment yesterday:
I had a huge fight about with a well-known healer and won in the moment she
said that did this work
for 50 years now and should shut up.
We had a problem because I had told her, that I didn't want to be the
person she thought I should be and
for some reason she got very annoyed with that.
I bit startled I asked how old she was. She said that she was 55.
Then I said so you where 5 when you started?
She got totally irritated with me :
Yes I started with five. Of course I didn't know that I was doing healing
then.
I cracked up.
It was so funny. Here was a women that honestly believed that she has been a
wonderchild
and I was supposed now to be impressed.
What a weird scene.
By that time I came to the conclusion that the universe had decided that the
need for healing was just an imagination
of mine and that my body could do it all by itself and felt even better then
I had before.
I returned with full faith in my own body, realizing what has been the
problem in the first place.
It was the strangest healing I have ever gotten, but I don't mind because it
has worked.
My beautiful moment today was:
A long conversation with M.
One of those amazing telepathical floats
that are so uplifting.
He is verbal icecream in many flavors.
>
> > > > > Are we emailing yet, RBB? Or are we still bouncing around in the
void?
> > > >
> > > > Voidable bouncing I guess.
> > >
> > > I figured. Time gets stretchier after this weekend of double parental
duty.
> > In
> > > the meantime ... testing ... testing ... one ... two ... test one ...
test
> > two
> >
> > You a are a parents dream. :)
>
> Only if they don't expect too much. :-)
In your case that is hardly possible.
>
> >
> > It comes from the pudel.
>
> He's influencing me to express my pack associations?
I am convinced. I am much more asocial since I don't live together
with a dog .
>
> > []Once we know what the problem is, we can scream at the source, or a
> > > representative of the source anyway. I pity the unsuspecting internet
> > > provider.
> >
> > I have got it and followed your suggestions.
>
> And you've heard from me from various accounts. I think we've narrowed it
down.
I am still clueless to what.
But I am happy we got some results.
>
> >
> > I pity us.
> > No mercy with those that set us on a email diet.
> > Thunder and lightening.
>
> Fire and rain! ;-)
Tornados.
>
> >
> > > > Que pasa?
> > >
> > > Todos ... !
> >
> > I am panicking. !!!!
>
> Pourquoi? C'est la vie.
What is life without drama?
>
> > > > This drives me nuts.
> > >
> > > Let me know if you got the email from the other isp. You should get
it,
> > > unless your server has gone mad. It probably has a holographic avatar
> > that's
> > > gone insane and believes itself to be En-Ell, the scourge of the
internet,
> > > avenger of the trans-Atlantic phone gods!
> >
> > At least this is an explanation I can believe.
>
> I thought you'd like that.
To an extent that I have visualised the avatar in details.
He is so funny, it cracks me up.
>
> > The other possible explanation is that they want to keep us apart so we
> > cannot run for president of the US.
>
> We'd have to go live there and become citizens first ...
No wonder there are no Saints in America.
>
> > Because the solution to all trouble is:
> > Saints for President.
>
> As Bush once said "make the pie higher!". Saints for Queens of the
Universe!
That is cool. We already live there and are citizens.
But you will have to fight me for the black hole in the middle.
I am too fond of the view of that horizon.
I suggest a strawberry-battle.
>
> > > And as for you ... yeah, I mean YOU, anyone other than RBB reading
this
> > ... admit that you enjoy being a fly on the wall ... it's almost as
good as
> > > gossip, isn't it?
> >
> > Oh, no, I trust in the good of menkind. After all the word kind is in
it.
> > Or did I just make it up?
>
> Sorta kinda
That kind of sorts it out.
RBB
"Jeremy" <jeremydon@socal_spam.rr_spammer.com_spam> wrote in message
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>
> >My beautiful moment today:
>
> What, you only get one or something? :-)
:)
>
>
> -J.
>
> (Actually, that's a fun thing you're doing with your "beautiful
> moment", and I look forward to seeing them.)
I look forward to see yours.
Actually I look forward to see it from everybody.
Ether St. Vying
> "Ether St. Vying" <co...@coolest.eh> wrote in message
> news:3EEAB421...@coolest.eh...
> > > >
> > > > Being nocturnal has it's advantages ... except when you have to get up
> > > early .
> > > > Then you get to be a braindead zombie for the first couple of hours
> ...
> > >
> > > I like the zombie state.
> >
> > I like it too ... if I don't need to think.
>
> It is so easy to have inner silence.
> Just exhaust your brain. Ahahahahaha.......
Exactly! Exhaust your body AND brain and get ... cosmic!
> > > Particular if it takes to fire some neurons, to think .
> >
> > Invariably, yes.
> >
> > >
> > > In that state one realizes that it takes will to think at all.
> >
> > Sure, but will goes only so far when put in the context of individual
> > bio-rhythms. The brain just plain doesn't function as well at a time when
> it's
> > normally sleeping. Perhaps the non-conscious aspects are still sleeping
> ...
> > that's what it feels like. Your brain is asleep at the wheel!
>
> The brain never sleeps, it just closes down functions.
Like trying to get online with your modem turned off. For all I know, the modem
... I call mine 56K ... is sleeping. :-)
>
> I had this strange dream of an english speaking women tonight.
> She was blond, with curls. But she also looked like you.
That's odd. I know an English speaking woman with curly hair but she doesn't
look like me and is very tall and thin.
>
> We had a good time in the dream, she felt like family.
> Then she had to part and wouldn't see her for some time,
> because she had to go home again.
Yes, she's going home to England in few weeks. But she'll be back.
>
> I was very sad when she left, I liked her being around.
> I didn't realize it was a dream. It was so real.
Kewl. Did you go shopping? :-)
> > > And it is always a relief to find the mind working.
> >
> > And it's not a relief when it isn't working as well as you'd like.
>
> I don't know. I usually like my brain taking me into the unknown.
All fine and dandy except when you're supposed to be making sense. I'm talking
about the professional world, not your real life. :-)
> > > Your moment makes me remember the many days I heard the doves on the
> roof in
> > > the morning. There was this particular dove that drove me nuts.
> >
> > Why? The cooing bothered you?
>
> A lot. She was really exceptional noisy.
Maybe my greatest gift is being able to sleep through anything.
> > > What has happened to her? I don't know.
> >
> > Dead, prolly.
>
> I am pondering about her next incarnation.
En-Ell, the avatar!
> > > My beautiful moment today:
> > > Juicy spareribs. It was deliciously primitive.
> > > I like meat with bones, specially when I am really hungry.
> >
> > For me it was figuring out how to rebuild the retaining wall at the side
> of the
> > house ... maybe with just supplies we already have. Also, picking a huge
> > bouquet of Lily of the Vally, and old fashioned lilac ... and putting
> bouquets
> > in every room. The perfume is heavenly ... and transient ...
>
> Must be great to pluck flowers from the garden,
> But it is not so bad here, I can just buy them a couple of feets away.
>
> My beautiful moment yesterday:
>
> I had a huge fight about with a well-known healer and won in the moment she
> said that did this work
> for 50 years now and should shut up.
> We had a problem because I had told her, that I didn't want to be the
> person she thought I should be and
> for some reason she got very annoyed with that.
After all she's done for you .... sniff ...
> I bit startled I asked how old she was. She said that she was 55.
> Then I said so you where 5 when you started?
> She got totally irritated with me :
> Yes I started with five. Of course I didn't know that I was doing healing
> then. I cracked up.
> It was so funny. Here was a women that honestly believed that she has been a
> wonderchild and I was supposed now to be impressed.
Well, geez, it proves that she's the real thing, doesn't it?!?!?
> What a weird scene.
> By that time I came to the conclusion that the universe had decided that the
> need for healing was just an imagination
> of mine and that my body could do it all by itself and felt even better then
> I had before.
> I returned with full faith in my own body, realizing what has been the
> problem in the first place.
Do tell, but not here.
> It was the strangest healing I have ever gotten, but I don't mind because it
> has worked.
Well alrighty then!
> My beautiful moment today was:
>
> A long conversation with M.
> One of those amazing telepathical floats
> that are so uplifting.
> He is verbal icecream in many flavors.
Well, yum.
My beautiful moment today was:
Seeing the bounty of the black currant and the plum tree. Both are laden with
tiny developing fruit. I know that the wild black currant will deliver on its
promise, but the plum ... it's completely unpredictable. Eventhough I know that
it may not deliver on its promise, I enjoy its potential. Early in the spring,
I did a proper pruning, and so the energy is going into making fruit. Fingers
crossed. The plums are very sweet when they happen.
> []
> > > You a are a parents dream. :)
> >
> > Only if they don't expect too much. :-)
>
> In your case that is hardly possible.
What a good girl I am!
> > > It comes from the pudel.
> >
> > He's influencing me to express my pack associations?
>
> I am convinced. I am much more asocial since I don't live together
> with a dog .
Funny. I think it's a function of which part of your lifecycle you're living.
Aging parents weren't an issue a decade ago, and we socialzed more. Now it's
tother way around.
> > > []Once we know what the problem is, we can scream at the source, or a
> > > > representative of the source anyway. I pity the unsuspecting internet
> > > > provider.
> > >
> > > I have got it and followed your suggestions.
> >
> > And you've heard from me from various accounts. I think we've narrowed it
> down.
>
> I am still clueless to what.
> But I am happy we got some results.
We need better results than what we have!
> > > I pity us.
> > > No mercy with those that set us on a email diet.
> > > Thunder and lightening.
> >
> > Fire and rain! ;-)
>
> Tornados.
Mist.
> > > > > Que pasa?
> > > >
> > > > Todos ... !
> > >
> > > I am panicking. !!!!
> >
> > Pourquoi? C'est la vie.
>
> What is life without drama?
Relaxing.
> > > > > This drives me nuts.
> > > >
> > > > Let me know if you got the email from the other isp. You should get
> it,
> > > > unless your server has gone mad. It probably has a holographic avatar
> > > that's
> > > > gone insane and believes itself to be En-Ell, the scourge of the
> internet,
> > > > avenger of the trans-Atlantic phone gods!
> > >
> > > At least this is an explanation I can believe.
> >
> > I thought you'd like that.
>
> To an extent that I have visualised the avatar in details.
> He is so funny, it cracks me up.
It's that 'dam cooing pigeon, I know it is!
> > > The other possible explanation is that they want to keep us apart so we
> > > cannot run for president of the US.
> >
> > We'd have to go live there and become citizens first ...
>
> No wonder there are no Saints in America.
They only have gods, and sons of gods.
> > > Because the solution to all trouble is:
> > > Saints for President.
> >
> > As Bush once said "make the pie higher!". Saints for Queens of the
> Universe!
>
> That is cool. We already live there and are citizens.
> But you will have to fight me for the black hole in the middle.
> I am too fond of the view of that horizon.
> I suggest a strawberry-battle.
Can't we just share it? Then we can relax and enjoy the strawberries. I enjoyed
them for both of us just now. They'll go alongside the strawberry cream
jellyroll I made for the old dad's dinner tomorrow. Had to cut off the ends off
the jellyroll to make it nice ... then I had to eat them! The things I do for
the folks, lemme tell ya! I'm verging on supersainthood here.
> > > > And as for you ... yeah, I mean YOU, anyone other than RBB reading
> this
> > > ... admit that you enjoy being a fly on the wall ... it's almost as
> good as
> > > > gossip, isn't it?
> > >
> > > Oh, no, I trust in the good of menkind. After all the word kind is in
> it.
> > > Or did I just make it up?
> >
> > Sorta kinda
>
> That kind of sorts it out.
As long as we're not out of sorts ...
rainbowbird
"Ether St. Vying" <co...@coolest.eh> wrote in message
> RBB wrote:
> > It is so easy to have inner silence.
> > Just exhaust your brain. Ahahahahaha.......
>
> Exactly! Exhaust your body AND brain and get ... cosmic!
We should give workshops together.
>
> > > > Particular if it takes to fire some neurons, to think .
> > >
> > > Invariably, yes.
> > >
> > > >
> > > > In that state one realizes that it takes will to think at all.
> > >
> > > Sure, but will goes only so far when put in the context of individual
> > > bio-rhythms. The brain just plain doesn't function as well at a time
when
> > it's
> > > normally sleeping. Perhaps the non-conscious aspects are still
sleeping
> > ...
> > > that's what it feels like. Your brain is asleep at the wheel!
> >
> > The brain never sleeps, it just closes down functions.
>
> Like trying to get online with your modem turned off. For all I know, the
modem
> ... I call mine 56K ... is sleeping. :-)
My modem never sleeps. :) Her green lights tell me that she is awake for 24
hours a day.
>
> >
> > I had this strange dream of an english speaking women tonight.
> > She was blond, with curls. But she also looked like you.
>
> That's odd. I know an English speaking woman with curly hair but she
doesn't
> look like me and is very tall and thin.
That women was tall too.
>
> >
> > We had a good time in the dream, she felt like family.
> > Then she had to part and wouldn't see her for some time,
> > because she had to go home again.
>
> Yes, she's going home to England in few weeks. But she'll be back.
>
> >
> > I was very sad when she left, I liked her being around.
> > I didn't realize it was a dream. It was so real.
>
> Kewl. Did you go shopping? :-)
We sat down somewhere in nature, talked mostly. We also took a walk.
We went to some shops, but mostly shops with special items she liked.
A pleasant conversation.
There was a marvelous sun
and she did wear a nice dress.
> >
> > I don't know. I usually like my brain taking me into the unknown.
>
> All fine and dandy except when you're supposed to be making sense. I'm
talking
> about the professional world, not your real life. :-)
Oh that is easy, just insert your professional brain with data, reset and
all goes fine.
>
> > > > Your moment makes me remember the many days I heard the doves on the
> > roof in
> > > > the morning. There was this particular dove that drove me nuts.
> > >
> > > Why? The cooing bothered you?
> >
> > A lot. She was really exceptional noisy.
>
> Maybe my greatest gift is being able to sleep through anything.
I would like to wake up in case of a fire. And in time. :)
>
> > > > What has happened to her? I don't know.
> > >
> > > Dead, prolly.
> >
> > I am pondering about her next incarnation.
>
> En-Ell, the avatar!
We have spotted the trouble.
>
> > > > My beautiful moment today:
> > > > Juicy spareribs. It was deliciously primitive.
> > > > I like meat with bones, specially when I am really hungry.
> > >
> > > For me it was figuring out how to rebuild the retaining wall at the
side
> > of the
> > > house ... maybe with just supplies we already have. Also, picking a
huge
> > > bouquet of Lily of the Vally, and old fashioned lilac ... and putting
> > bouquets
> > > in every room. The perfume is heavenly ... and transient ...
> >
> > Must be great to pluck flowers from the garden,
> > But it is not so bad here, I can just buy them a couple of feets away.
> >
> > My beautiful moment yesterday:
> >
> > I had a huge fight about with a well-known healer and won in the moment
she
> > said that did this work
> > for 50 years now and should shut up.
> > We had a problem because I had told her, that I didn't want to be the
> > person she thought I should be and
> > for some reason she got very annoyed with that.
>
> After all she's done for you .... sniff ...
I would have played the violin if I knew how.
>
> > I bit startled I asked how old she was. She said that she was 55.
> > Then I said so you where 5 when you started?
> > She got totally irritated with me :
> > Yes I started with five. Of course I didn't know that I was doing
healing
> > then. I cracked up.
> > It was so funny. Here was a women that honestly believed that she has
been a
> > wonderchild and I was supposed now to be impressed.
>
> Well, geez, it proves that she's the real thing, doesn't it?!?!?
Some brains dig that kind of information.
>
> > What a weird scene.
> > By that time I came to the conclusion that the universe had decided that
the
> > need for healing was just an imagination
> > of mine and that my body could do it all by itself and felt even better
then
> > I had before.
> > I returned with full faith in my own body, realizing what has been the
> > problem in the first place.
>
> Do tell, but not here.
Secret-alert...
>
> > It was the strangest healing I have ever gotten, but I don't mind
because it
> > has worked.
>
> Well alrighty then!
>
> > My beautiful moment today was:
> >
> > A long conversation with M.
> > One of those amazing telepathical floats
> > that are so uplifting.
> > He is verbal icecream in many flavors.
>
> Well, yum.
>
> My beautiful moment today was:
>
> Seeing the bounty of the black currant and the plum tree. Both are laden
with
> tiny developing fruit. I know that the wild black currant will deliver on
its
> promise, but the plum ... it's completely unpredictable. Eventhough I know
that
> it may not deliver on its promise, I enjoy its potential. Early in the
spring,
> I did a proper pruning, and so the energy is going into making fruit.
Fingers
> crossed. The plums are very sweet when they happen.
Good colours, I can see them right in front of me.
My beautiful moment today happened in my atelier with colours too.
I painted a yellow over a golden egg and got soft
golden green that was pretty alive. At times mixing colours is full of
surprises.
>
> > []
> > > > You a are a parents dream. :)
> > >
> > > Only if they don't expect too much. :-)
> >
> > In your case that is hardly possible.
>
> What a good girl I am!
Whahahahaha....... dream on.
>
> > > > It comes from the pudel.
> > >
> > > He's influencing me to express my pack associations?
> >
> > I am convinced. I am much more asocial since I don't live together
> > with a dog .
>
> Funny. I think it's a function of which part of your lifecycle you're
living.
> Aging parents weren't an issue a decade ago, and we socialzed more. Now
it's
> tother way around.
I don't think we are socialized more. I think we are socialized different.
>
> > > > []Once we know what the problem is, we can scream at the source, or
a
> > > > > representative of the source anyway. I pity the unsuspecting
internet
> > > > > provider.
> > > >
> > > > I have got it and followed your suggestions.
> > >
> > > And you've heard from me from various accounts. I think we've narrowed
it
> > down.
> >
> > I am still clueless to what.
> > But I am happy we got some results.
>
> We need better results than what we have!
I just want what we had.
>
> > > > I pity us.
> > > > No mercy with those that set us on a email diet.
> > > > Thunder and lightening.
> > >
> > > Fire and rain! ;-)
> >
> > Tornados.
>
> Mist.
Orkans.
>
> > > > > > Que pasa?
> > > > >
> > > > > Todos ... !
> > > >
> > > > I am panicking. !!!!
> > >
> > > Pourquoi? C'est la vie.
> >
> > What is life without drama?
>
> Relaxing.
Boredom relaxes you?
>
> > > > > > This drives me nuts.
> > > > >
> > > > > Let me know if you got the email from the other isp. You should
get
> > it,
> > > > > unless your server has gone mad. It probably has a holographic
avatar
> > > > that's
> > > > > gone insane and believes itself to be En-Ell, the scourge of the
> > internet,
> > > > > avenger of the trans-Atlantic phone gods!
> > > >
> > > > At least this is an explanation I can believe.
> > >
> > > I thought you'd like that.
> >
> > To an extent that I have visualised the avatar in details.
> > He is so funny, it cracks me up.
>
> It's that 'dam cooing pigeon, I know it is!
Considering the amount of disburbing energy, I am afraid you are right.
>
> > > > The other possible explanation is that they want to keep us apart so
we
> > > > cannot run for president of the US.
> > >
> > > We'd have to go live there and become citizens first ...
> >
> > No wonder there are no Saints in America.
>
> They only have gods, and sons of gods.
poor mortals. :)
>
> > > > Because the solution to all trouble is:
> > > > Saints for President.
> > >
> > > As Bush once said "make the pie higher!". Saints for Queens of the
> > Universe!
> >
> > That is cool. We already live there and are citizens.
> > But you will have to fight me for the black hole in the middle.
> > I am too fond of the view of that horizon.
> > I suggest a strawberry-battle.
>
> Can't we just share it? Then we can relax and enjoy the strawberries. I
enjoyed
> them for both of us just now. They'll go alongside the strawberry cream
> jellyroll I made for the old dad's dinner tomorrow. Had to cut off the
ends off
> the jellyroll to make it nice ... then I had to eat them! The things I do
for
> the folks, lemme tell ya! I'm verging on supersainthood here.
On second thought, considering your martyrdom,( that piece of jellyrol
really got to me)
I will share the black hole with you.
But we have to name it. What do you suggest?
>
> > > > > And as for you ... yeah, I mean YOU, anyone other than RBB reading
> > this
> > > > ... admit that you enjoy being a fly on the wall ... it's almost as
> > good as
> > > > > gossip, isn't it?
> > > >
> > > > Oh, no, I trust in the good of menkind. After all the word kind is
in
> > it.
> > > > Or did I just make it up?
> > >
> > > Sorta kinda
> >
> > That kind of sorts it out.
>
> As long as we're not out of sorts ...
Sort and export.