One of my very favorite things to do is to press my thumb and forefinger against my eyelids and press down and rub my eyes as if to say, "I am a very tired and weary gentleman."
friendletteship. (like an omellette, but with extra lettters)
anonymous
October 27 2005, 23:41:25 UTC
'either i sink into the bottomless of the infinite: i stand in Nothingness, in the face of which i am what i can be through myself alone. . . or, the awareness of the breadth engenders unlimited capacity of vision and unlimited readiness. in the encompassing, being itself comes out of all origins to meet me. i myself am given to myself. . . both alternatives are possible. in losing the substance of myself i sense nothingness. in being given to myself i sense the fullness of the encompassing. . . i can force neither of these two. intentionally i can only maintain my integrity, can prepare, and can remember.' -k.j. fouad, (the enormous lebanese man) pronounces "encompassing" with emphasis on the "pass". en-com-PASS-ing. say it out loud. hugs and kisses, fartface (e.l.)
King Kong, little elves On the rooftoops they dance Valentino-type tangos While the make-up man's hands Shut the eyes of the dead Not to embarrass anyone But farewell Angelina The sky is embarrassed And I must be gone...
sometimes you're hard to get in touch with. please call or write. i worry about you from time to time. i sent you my new phone number. i hope that look of horror has left your eyes.
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or, the awareness of the breadth engenders unlimited capacity of vision and unlimited readiness. in the encompassing, being itself comes out of all origins to meet me. i myself am given to myself. . .
both alternatives are possible. in losing the substance of myself i sense nothingness. in being given to myself i sense the fullness of the encompassing. . .
i can force neither of these two. intentionally i can only maintain my integrity, can prepare, and can remember.'
-k.j.
fouad, (the enormous lebanese man) pronounces "encompassing" with emphasis on the "pass". en-com-PASS-ing. say it out loud.
hugs and kisses, fartface
(e.l.)
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On the rooftoops they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the make-up man's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
But farewell Angelina
The sky is embarrassed
And I must be gone...
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i hope that look of horror has left your eyes.
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