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To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (1749)	5/11/1999 4:24:00 AM
From: Nomad	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

"God utters me like a word containing a partial thought of himself. A word will never be able to comprehend the voice that utters it." Thomas Merton - "New Seeds of Contemplation" Crow - I liked the whole progression and felt obliged to pass this on...

To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (1749)	5/13/1999 12:46:00 AM
From: gypsy	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

The Slave In purple haze the sun has set, A tuft of palms, a Minaret, Rise clear against the sky. The silence of the scented air Stirs to a sense of evening prayer At the muezzin's cry. What care have I, that yesterday I led thee as a slave away From Maroc's market-place? Are we not all the slaves of love? The very stars that wheel above Are bound by time and space! I struck the fetters from thy hands Only to forge thee stronger bands; Leastways, 'twas my desire To hold thy captive soul to me, Even as mine is chained to thee, By links of passionate fire. I want thee for thy beauty's sake, Though naught, as owner, will I take; Thou art entirely free. Yet, if thy gaze of sombre fire Find aught in me to wake desire Then give thyself to me! Laurence Hope

To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (1749)	7/25/1999 10:03:00 PM
From: Volsi Mimir	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

R.I.P.tide Alki Point Seattle July 24'99 it was time he looked around one last time knowing what that meant- never to come back home, he didn't want to leave. the whole time she gave him unconditional love and set him free and free of pain of dying [liver cancer is so evil] he squeezed her hand and began his journey alone leaving with a lasting smile. too early in years too soon to be forever peace is what you wished for peace is what you have we all died alittle when you went Jim now at Alki she holds remnants one last time [you-forever in her heart] and takes...gives you back where you wanted- to enter the primordial waters and be one with another true love-the Sound- emerald aqua cold blue tranquility blending the evening's grey mourning clouds a silent prayer given last words whispered a gull cries...... the same water- a tear in a wave the riptide carries you off there to join others -- our stone angel neighbors an angel-terra-cotta preceeding- [Loretta-we were awe struck and wished love and blessings- you are not alone] a small shrine in a rose hedge overlooking the end, the beginning and watched tossed flowers blossom and spread across your neptune home sea home she looked around one last time knowing what that meant someday to come back alone she didn't want to leave it was time. a smolt suddenly jumped a sure sign of a bigger fish chasing- i smiled, God speed bro.