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To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (7014)	1/17/2001 10:39:14 PM
From: Volsi Mimir	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 13018

Swallow ~RP Dickey No one can touch him, no one Compare with the subtleties In air he negotiates for fun friskily or food With precision. he plummets (After flipping) flush down. no Indecision inhibits Laughter ripping through free space. Flush down and back up, quick as, Quicker than, fluttering bugs, Rushing on elusive air, Wallwing -- flick! -- the insect Intersects with a sudden Swallow throat open for flash Entrances. he quivers and soars With delicate split-tail spirit. No one can touch him, no one Bird in love's necessity Heard of by man can equal The grace of his mobile beauty, his capricious dips Into fluidities of time, where Duty and defiance are one animal, Instant intricate, in love, where Fear and desire are one. No one.

To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (7014)	1/19/2001 12:08:11 AM
From: HG	Respond to of 13018

Friend Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans like one in despair. I have no sleep tonight. Ever and again I open my door and look out on the darkness, my friend! I can see nothing before me. I wonder where lies thy path! By what dim shore of the ink-black river, by what far edge of the frowning forest, through what mazy depth of gloom art thou threading thy course to come to me, my friend? - Rabindranath Tagore <Geetanjali>

To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (7014)	3/25/2001 2:11:36 AM
From: Makahadan	Respond to of 13018

The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying page 116 How is it that we come to be alive as human beings? All beings who have similar karma will have a common vision of the world around them, and this set of perceptions they share is called "a karmic vision." That close correspondence between our karma and the kind of realm in which we find ourselves also explains how different forms arise: You and I, for example, are human beings because of the basic common karma that we share. As Kalu Rinpoche says: If a hundred people sleep and dream, each of them will experience a different world in his dream. Everyone's dream might be said to be true, but it would be meaningless to ascertain that only one person's dream was the true world and all others were fallacies. There is truth for each perceiver according to the karmic patterns conditioning her perceptions. Six realms of existence are identified in Buddhism: gods, demigods, humans, animals, hungry ghosts, and hells. They are each the result of one of the six main negative emotions: pride, jealousy, desire, ignorance, greed, and anger. Do these realms actually exist externally? They may, in fact, exist beyond the range of the perception of our karmic vision. Let's never forget: What we see is what our karmic vision allow us to see, and no more Sogyal Rinpoche