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an idea...
Posted: February 5th, 2014, 1:29 am
by mtmynd
let's half a conversation.
you take the 'conver' and i'll take the 'sation', a 50/50 split.
let's talk about it...
Re: an idea...
Posted: February 5th, 2014, 10:53 am
by zero_hero
first half

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second half
Satori in Mule Shoe Texas
Buddhism is not so much a religion as a philosophy I have heard

Re: an idea...
Posted: February 5th, 2014, 12:35 pm
by Steve Plonk
"The jewel is in the lotus..." or in the bird cage, as the situation emits...Just a little contemplation is in order. Yes Yes Yes

"Folding the flag takes care of the nation, folding the flag puts it to bed for the night..." OM.
Re: an idea...
Posted: February 5th, 2014, 3:19 pm
by WIREMAN
Satori in sation
Not a place
Yet a state
48....49....50
Conver......next
Like jam jeopardy
Re: an idea...
Posted: February 5th, 2014, 7:49 pm
by stilltrucking

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not a place?
okay then maybe it is a space
How about satoria as space behind my eyes between my ears somewhere deep down in my skull
the state of my space where ever I am
satori in Paris or Satori in Mule Shoe
it's all good
I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down. Letter to Ed White (5 July 1950) as quoted in Jack Kerouac: Angelheaded Hipster (1996) by Steve Turner, p. 117
wicki.
I'm gone fishin with jack
Re: an idea...
Posted: February 5th, 2014, 8:06 pm
by WIREMAN
Conver,,,,to nobody & everybody I'm not particular
Cover
Covert
1/2 the crazy ?'s
You been askin here
Like who do u hoodo
Trust bust a must
Sation it's all yours
Re: an idea...
Posted: February 5th, 2014, 8:17 pm
by stilltrucking
Conver,,,,to nobody & everybody I'm not particular
Cover
Covert
1/2 the crazy ?'s
You been askin here
Like who do u hoodoConver,,,,to nobody & everybody I'm not particular
Cover
Covert
1/2 the crazy ?'s
You been askin here
Like who do u hoodo
Trust bust a must
Sation it's all yoursTrust bust a mus
Sation it's all yours cause no body here but us chickens
with crazy questions
oh yes
see you all next year in mule shoe
or next year in Jerusalem satori for sure
I am gone fishin with jack\\ over and out\\\\ I am just reaching for my hat
crazy questions imagine that
not a place?
okay then maybe it is a space
How about satori as space behind my eyes between my ears somewhere deep down in my skull
the state of my space where ever I am
satori in Paris or Satori in Mule Shoe
it's all good
I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down. Letter to Ed White (5 July 1950) as quoted in Jack Kerouac: Angelheaded Hipster (1996) by Steve Turner, p. 117
wicki.\\\\
I am just trying to learn something
if you see a Buddhist philosopher on the road be sure to kill him.
a Buddhist professor too I suppose
I trust my friends,
Re: an idea...
Posted: February 5th, 2014, 10:24 pm
by Hypatia
off on a tangent from sation to satori, all I got to go with is an online dictionary
A non sequitur, sation to satori?
not so much a conversation just my idea of a honky tonk sutra
Sa´tion
n. 1. A sowing or planting.
there is another meaning from the french for serenity I think.
what I know about Buddhism would fit on the head of a pin. I was trying to have a conversation with Cecil about Buddhism and Philosophy, I thought that post you made to perpetual jam was interesting
I trust my friends, trust my family
and we all trust in god
trust in the god of the of god all mighty dollar
trust my government
I trust everybody but myself
it is all a jam
I made you all up in side my head
cause I am crazy and this is my mad love song
My manners, abominable at times, can be sweet. As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind. I'm a wretch. But I love, love. Satori in Paris (1966)