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Politics : Stockman Scott's Political Debate Porch

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To: elpolvo who wrote (19359)5/20/2003 7:51:25 PM
From: T L Comiskey  Read Replies (2) of 89467
 
Elpy......

Yes..Leonard is alive...living in a sm house in LA
Having left the Zen Monastery where he resided for some years...
He is a very heavy up Buddhist.......Artist

You and I 'appear' to be alive.....
but to paraphrase Siddhartha......
'we are asleep'.....Not Aware of our True Nature....or Nirvana.......
(The Pali word..Nibbana..Nirvana
means Chilled out..or Cool...(thank you Jack Kerouack))
How long you ask........
till death due us part...<g>
and then......
we enter the Bardos...........and await a new birth

Here's some more Cohen.......
lighter...Redemptive......
If you have not listened to
'The Future'.... get it
T

Anthem
The birds they sang
at the break of day

Start again
I heard them say

Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.

Ah the wars they will
be fought again

The holy dove
She will be caught again

bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

We asked for signs
the signs were sent:

the birth betrayed
the marriage spent

Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.

I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd

while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.

But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring ...

You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum

You can strike up the march,
there is no drum

Every heart, every heart
to love will come

but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
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