It's all fair game. If you think of it or I do, let's talk about it or rant about it.
-Are you a God? - they asked the Buddha. - No. - Are you an angel, then? - No. - A saint? - No. - Then what are you? -I am AWAKE.
"Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure of the universe"-Albert Einstein-
Om Mani Padme Hum
And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
Matthew 7 1-6
1. Judge not, that ye be not judged. 2. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again. 3. And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye? 4. Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye? 5. Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye. 6. Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Look in a mirror. Is that another world?
Here's something really weird I dicovered years ago. Maybe you've tried it too. Find a wall mirror that hangs on a wall with nothing under it, where you can get right up to it. I don't mean a full length I mean a mirror that hangs like a picture, chest high or slightly higher. Now, get right up to the mirror, toes against the wall, nose against the mirror, and look down into the glass. If you have the same experience as me, you'll see your whole body, even your legs and feet. How this can happen I don't have a clue. You'd think, being high off the floor, you'd only get a reflection of what's in front of the mirror, I was dumbfounded to see my feet, even the toes against the wall as I remember. How is this possible? Try it, you'll be as amazed as I was.
Born about 15 miles from where I was living when I started blogging, at the Norwich NY Hospital. Grew up in Oxford and Tyner NY, we moved to South New Berlin. We had lived in town in Oxford until my father decided he wanted to be a farmer. So we moved to a farm in Tyner. The house burned which is when we moved to South New Berlin onto another farm. Then to Southern Calif. in Fullerton, went to Buena Park High School. My Aunt lived out there in Anaheim, had from her time in the service (WWII). My interest in the occult (it means unknown) stemmed from hearing her talk about Edgar Cayce.
Lived there for next 30 years or so. Got into sales f/t.
Moved to NY in 12/91 figuring to stay awhile and go back to Calif. Still here 18 years later, selling Rascal scooters in home in 98, then the new VA div selling to VA hospitals in 99. Still there covering 98% of upstate NY. Working on raising the money to get back to Calif. 2011, finally back to Calif couldn't take another NY winter. Living in Fullerton again, still in sales, a great job in Orange.