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thank u my friend

2006-07-20T17:00:00.000-07:00

a few minutes for a bouquet of art...
thank you my dear friend,
for this gift from the heart.

20 july 2006

STRING THEORY

2006-07-05T11:50:00.000-07:00

Om says: ever seen a MESS of string before???

Blackie says: what is a mess of string...

Om draws:

Blackie says: Ahhh... got that.

Om says: remember one thing..... it is made of one piece of string....

Om draws:

Blackie says: Brilliant... Om.

Om says: so if u are lost/tied/stuck at a point. dun worry.. just keep moving.

Om says: either end u reach is STILL an end!

Om says: u will either get to tHE end of ur situation, or the SOURCE of ur situation. and BOTH will lead to something else.

End. Begin again.

~a chat with my dear friend Blackie...

Our Deepest fear...

2006-04-11T09:59:00.000-07:00

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our Light, not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves

-- Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?

Actually, who are we not to be?

You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world.

There is nothing enlightened about shrinking

so that other people do not feel insecure around you.

We were born to manifest the Glory of God that is within us.

It is not just in some of us, it's in everyone.

And as we let our light shine,

we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our own fears,

our presence automatically liberates others.

-Marianne Williamson

the ripple-effect...

2006-04-11T09:54:00.000-07:00

I'm a Microcosm,
a part of a Macrocosm
Insignificant as I may be,
I caused a Ripple in the Waters of Life
That continues to cause Ripples...
Across Time.

I will not live to see the end of my ripples on Life.

Just 4 minutes

2006-04-11T09:42:00.000-07:00

1 Autistic Teen

4 Minutes

Six 3-Pointers

1 Crowd that went wild.

Anything's possible.

http://gprime.net/video/autisticballer/

I learnt that in 4 Minutes I can...
Turn a Life Around,
Inspire a Crowd,
Fulfill a Dream,
Create a Miracle,
Make a Difference,
Impact Reality,
Choose an Alternative,
Lift Somebody,
Smell a Rose,
Experience Joy,
Live...

Decoding your palm

2006-04-09T09:41:00.000-07:00

Look at your palm..
Doesn't the lines seem to form the word?

Love Line,
Career Line,
Life Line....

Forming one word...

You as predetermined, or You as you designed?

You decide.

INFATUATION

2006-02-12T09:04:00.000-08:00

it's been a while
since infatuation

hit me it has
today, it seems

the dance, the moves?
or the portrayal of life...

dive into the music,
feel it, live it.

let it course through ur veins
drench ur soul

it is alive,
a creation of another life.

make magic of it.
and celebrate.

infatuation,
it's been a while.

2006

2006-01-31T23:59:00.000-08:00

It's the New Year.

Right.

What's new?

...

2005-10-28T20:46:00.000-07:00

...
...
...
...
... don't you feel like that sometimes...

Searching

2005-10-21T10:25:00.000-07:00

Searching
Look but not with; the eyes don’t see.
Hear but not with; the ears don’t listen.
Speak of but not what passes in silence.

For what can touch can’t be gotten.
What can’t be gotten, can be learnt.
What can be learnt, must be experienced.

As it happens, so it shall be.
-2004

Found
It is a bitter-sweet emotion
To be deeply moved by what I experience,
And have not the means to share it with you.

And even as I speak, the words fail me
For only I know truly how deep it touched me.
And I celebrate the day you experience for your Self
That total experience of Being free.
-18 October 2005

When Lost...
And when I forget, or fail to remember
I look back up, and I come back home.
-20 October 2005

B E M U S E D

2005-09-21T21:30:00.000-07:00

If I stop,
that's my problem.

But the world continues pushing.

If I hurry,
that's my problem.

But the child lags behind.

If I lost,
that's my problem.

Yet losing's part of the game.

I'm not entitled to be.

LIVED 16 NOV– 22 NOV 2003

2005-09-21T21:28:00.000-07:00

You awoke to what was living
The mundane drone behind meaningless meanings

A poignant gift you left behind
My own mortality, fragility in time

Irony be told, when would I end?
I don’t know, it ends when it ends

For now, in the moment,
I chose to live again

And I live, for you have reminded me
It was upon death, where my search began