Tuesday, May 9, 2023
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Human one readjusts his diatomic virtuousness, never apologize for virtuosity!
I drank eleven lighters of green red fromage to yodel under free tomes. - trees
I read the DVD commentary, and I know now really eternannly We can readjust volume and brightness of colours from small towns where they are So kind and the king sits lonely contentedly and peacefully,
we all make it all like it should try to live one day and ten million thousand days with ourselves and all the Themselves
the an end
Avignon Hotel Bed Song
Just in time to leave town, leavin' everyone down,
My expectation was grey, brown and sideways.
Leaving home like he could enter sane judgments,
Entertaining what cannot be contained,
Shave our wily coyote fingers.
A showboat that does not leave happiness
Grows on trains when they explode,
Pouring snow like a bang and a banjo.
Monday, May 8, 2023
Cecil's Will
Outline, History
Cid John born 1905, Hoboken, European immigrants parents. He moved to California in January 1930, then to Dallas in September 1930.
Joy born 1909, Dallas, 1/3 Jewish, 1/3 Greek. 1/3 Comanche.
Their children:
Cecil John, born December 21st, 1935
Brother, Basil James born September 1st, 1931
Sister, Helena Joy born November 2nd, 1939
Her daughter Helen Grace born May 7th , 1969.
Chapters
1. May 5th, 1995 [Thursday, day after Cecil retired, he dies at 9 a.m.]
2. Tenth of December, 1994
3. Fifth of November, 1995
4. Joy to Grace
5. December 1999
6. May 2020
7. May 7th, 1995 [10 a.m. reading of Cecil's Will: (Last phrase of the book)]
Saturday, May 6, 2023
First Day Nice
1
2 Swedish 27-year-old college buddies sunbathe on rocks 15 meters from the Mediterranean waters in Nice, a few hundred people nearby, maybe still, or walking on le Promenade des Anglais.
2
A young newlywed heterosexual couple from Louisiana or Tennessee dine at Bistrot de l'Opéra, next to a mother and adult son from Texas. They talk almost constantly and take a few photos.
3
A four-year old dark-haired boy watches the Mediterranean pass through a 2nd level commuter train window, on the way to Cannes at 9 something in the morning.
His mom crouches behind him, watchful, pointing, tending, attending. Sunlight streams down on us. We all catch glances. We take the time, have time; forever is not long.
A Bath after Antibes
Friday, May 5, 2023
Translations of The Body Is a Message of the Universe
1 Lamp
2 The Final Stage of Yogic Concentration (Near the Moment of Death)
3 The Five Expressions of Cosmic Truth [ one of the essential forms (or kata, åž‹) of Shintaido ]
9 Masculine name that may be written with many different kanji, including:
英公 ("outstanding", "duke")
æ „å…‰ ("glory", "light")
10 Body Harmony Universe ...
From Bardo Thodol, Book 1
Be not attached [to this world]; be not weak. Remember the
Precious Trinity.
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O nobly-born, whatever fear and terror may come to thee in the Chonyid Bardo, forget not these
words; and, bearing their meaning at heart, go forwards: in them lieth the vital secret of recognition.
'Alas! when the Uncertain Experiencing of Reality is dawning upon me here,
With every thought of fear or terror or awe for all [apparitional appearances] set aside,
May I recognize whatever [visions] appear, as the reflections of mine own consciousness;
May I know them to be of the nature of apparitions in the Bardo:
When at this all-important moment [of opportunity] of achieving a great end,
May I not fear the bands of Peaceful and Wrathful [Deities], mine own thought-forms.'
Repeat thou these [verses] clearly, and remembering their significance as thou repeatest them, go
forwards, [O nobly-born]. Thereby, whatever visions of awe or terror appear, recognition is certain;
and forget not this vital secret art lying therein.
O nobly-born, when thy body and mind were separating, thou must have experienced a glimpse of the
Pure Truth, subtle, sparkling, bright, dazzling, glorious, and radiantly awesome, in appearance like a
mirage moving across a landscape in spring-time in one continuous stream of vibrations. Be not
daunted thereby, nor terrified, nor awed. That is the radiance of thine own true nature.
Recognize it.
From the midst of that radiance, the natural sound of Reality, reverberating like a thousand thunders
simultaneously sounding, will come. That is the natural sound of thine own real self. Be not daunted
thereby, nor terrified, nor awed.
The body which thou hast now is called the thought-body of propensities. Since thou hast not a
material body of flesh and blood, whatever may come — sounds, lights, or rays — are, all three, unable
to harm thee: thou art incapable of dying. It is quite sufficient for thee to know that these apparitions
are thine own thought-forms. Recognize this to be the Bardo.
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