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Hihi, Sammy, had good fun, really!Wonder anyway, where that frog-story originated, wasn't it Germany?As for the dragon, we may have to consider, that in Asia its a very wise one, but after having learned to plunge into the waters and learn to control these firebreaths...and what time really is...and then raise into the skies for everybodie's luck and benefit...holding and playing with the peal of wisdom.We are way behind this here in the west, still... Do you like this one?ah, Cranberries, have heard (about) them, but thats about it, sorry...and thanks for further informationsabout you!!Anyhow, love your input!Such good things coming lately here, collaborations in Arts, am very busy and delighted, but will have a look and maybe give some inputs or at least an interested look for sure! See you!Elfin

aehm, PEARL of wisdom, of course...

I very much like the time all of you have put into this post.I also say thanks to those whom have liked my words.As I was told our words may help another.Well here is another from Tina and myself.This is another work she did which I had drawn a pecil drawing to go with the poem - but the drawing turned out a bit sexual.Have not seen or heard Tina for while - supposedly she and Dede were coming to Chicago in October.Pomergranateif one should bite into the rind(pomegranate or love) should finda skin so bitter to cause a swaytill you expose her all the wayand drip she shall to form a wellthat lips can never have their filleach seed a kiss, betrays the nexta liquid word, engraves the textof sweetest sorrow passing downwith movements solace never foundpeel the veil off beds of scarletruby nectar, nature's starletpray for sense to cause such lingerlick each morsel round your fingerresist digesting pleasures allthe last, like first bite tastes of gall for days are evil, time cares not that heart should starve what it forgot and here admist your gravest need i sit alone a single seedChristina Scott12/29/04The dark cornerSeeing those shapes that brought back the fears a shadow in the light formsPressure built the songs of guilt weaves the web of the fallen.Believing those fears has started those gears the ones that I could not be there for.Light escapes the body shapes and the water begins to rise,Falling towards the darkest corner that holds the slivers in my mind.There was an order to that corner that made sense to me.Stranded alone you stumble for place that helps you retain grace.The ground is hard but the heart is strong so the walls will meet in silence.A pinnacle point that has nothing in common to your fears the meeting will come to be.One side says to make yourself comfortable the world will wait for your plan.While the connection to the convection becomes solid your standing in front of your own devices.Choose and stand, we must join the order of command.Your shadow will only break the fall.Bring the conflict to the dark corner.Now the shapes start to fall into orderWe gather to bring faith to the words of bindingA meeting that no one can deny unless one of starts to lie.Don?t be afraid you?re not expected to playBut the only way for your fears to leave is to use the strength tears.The salty foe brings me down to road I stood long ago.Choose and stand, we must join the order of command.Your shadow will only break the fall.Bring the conflict to the dark corner.Paul Cronin 2003

Mandala O ManTorn with turnsTearing hounds of love through your brambleNothing washes best away with tearsPeace in this moment, supercedes?You Be yourself, That?s being meYou split open loveFear the glowing PinkMay your darkness sinkWhen you weep Blue in Heaven L.P

Final ActA Chinese proverb states that a woman holds up half the sky,Where are all the gentlemen gone to leave her alone and stranded, but, one wanted to stay and wait for OK, By order of the time, wedding bells and such to hang around may have been to much, as she did say no, where was I to go?sit and wait for this blind date.Woke up to her the very next morn?n, there she was live in my mind, this dream has never stopped reeling.following through my minds eye, moving forth to the sky, now, alone and stranded where is the woman that held up my dream?Nothing much to get all worked up, so I did. Being of the kind that trusts in the universe, sending out messages ? they are fallen back down to where it all begins, near 2 weeks been delirious. I speak to her and wish goodwill, tell all her contacts about my connection, finally realised it?s a lesson in rejection.It is strange to meet, admire and let go? only if she wanted to know?I have held up half the sky.it?s good to know Tir na Nog L.P

Poor Whiz! Was it that bad??I mean, some parts simply don't fit, and those who do, will always come together, no matter what...sooner or later, or were already there, one simply may not have realised...(I for my part can't complain, my skies did fit, very well even...only some don't see this, which is not my problem...)Hope you'll find your fitting part!Elfin

The ArchetypeMoments are always new in a vortex that pulls me and pushes out,an energized spiral of currents where Tao finds it?s way, it matters not the ordination, homeostasis will be the natural order of my next verse.Been through lifes mill once again with it?s blessing and it?s curse, all self createdIn the freewill of orgon space whirls into my solar place, connecting us.We send and receive in the ever present moment attracting that of our thoughts,When you ?ve been through lifes mill once again, a healer always emerges,with a new touch,changes charge of chakra pulls it through my sole?clap it?s out and away.Now that its over I hear the Angels whisper?

Be carefull her with these things, Whiz...Some only search for it to bomb it...(not me)

Thanks Elfin, for those that are bombers let them pay a visit to bio-energy therapist, they pull the negative energy out of the body through the soles of my feet or the top of the crown. aaahhhhhhhNo worries

They wouldn't, thats the problem, they cause undercurrents...

or blackcurrents, drink up dreamers

for Elfin who loves playWhen one dwells in quietudeRolls of drums from ten directionsSimultaneously are heard,So hearing is complete and perfect.The eyes cannot pierce a screen,But neither can mouth or nose.Body only feels when it is touched.Mind?s thoughts are confused and unconnected,But voice whether near or farAt all times can be heard.The five other organs are not perfect,But hearing is all pervasive.The presence or absence of sound or voiceIs registered by the ear as ?is? or ?is not?.Absence of sound means nothing heard,Not hearing devoid of nature.And sound when present is not its beginning.The faculty of hearing, beyond creationAnd annihilation, truly is permanentAnd when isolated thoughts in a dream arise,Though the thinking process stops, hearing does not end,For the faculty of hearing is beyondAll thought, beyond both mind and body?Ananda and all of you who listen hereShould turn your facultyOf hearing to hear your own natureWhich alone achieves Supreme BodhihThat is how enlightenment is won(Manjusri 700AD)

Nice one, really, may I consider the I-ging part that talks about someone sitting in his/her chamber and quietly watching or even making the world move/change by the tiniest moves/sounds from there(fingertip...)?or the: "She is going upon her silent ways"?there is "much more than..." just the body to be heard...touched, felt...touched...inside for example, transparently, which in no way must be taken negative, simply because it is acting on another plane for good reasons...Yet been blamed the opposite by some, that don't even choose to listen to these reasons.(at present again, for ex. P.Hammill etc., but I simply smile about the obvious and move on to let things grow...and also clear out, as usual and ever again, no mountain too high...)coming out of a blooming garden just now, in full sun, full with friends to share and continue...wonderfull! Like my dream! I pity the blind and water and protect the seer...on and onElfin

Thats beautiful Elfin the best.Paul, thanks for creating this thread, such an inspiration and release of charge that I had created inside. Mandala O Man inspired by your last post and especially Tina (great poem it digs in deep), while that guitar gently weeps we will all be happy, Heaven on earth....anyways I have boxes to pack, things to burn and on and on we go...from another stage in time...God Bless us all

Ezri, I know how you feel.. I too had a crush on Viggo once :>

lord of the rings characters?i liked peregrin tuck best, don't know if he is spelled the same way in english^^

do you know the song lemon tree from fools garden?i've rewritten it with lyrics based on the topic school but i have to search for it, don't know where it is...*hach, diese unordung* my room is in a mess!^^

hey pablito... love your words and the pictures they paint. love your paintings and the words they bring. you are the master. thanks for thinking of me and posting my heart. and gee, whiz, thanks for your kind words too. i love reading the fruits of everyone's creative vein. hope to read many more!

for Mercy....Chrysalis pastform of pupa pretentionDevoured the last?Remnant of wingless intentionAppetite voraciousServes love still obscuredPerception precocious a plethora preferredFan your wingsmeticulously opensharing colorsvisual songs of the heart ?..Sensual splendorawakening siren?s callhealing, windswept vesselemerging the turbulent brawlA furtive glancedarting succinctly over shouldera dance thoroughly engagingmemory tortured, begging to hold her

thanks Paul I thought it was you and PG...beautiful poem