Shameless plug - hear our group's songs and view the slide show on our MySpace site. Click on my name at the end opf this post or got to www.myspace.com/yoginis. Nothing to buy, just enjoy.

A reporter asked a new age guru: “what kind of devotees you have?”

“They are mostly dimwits, nitwits, half-wits and last but not the least,
many of them are boors,” the guru replied.

“Strange,” said the reporter, “you do not have followers with brains?”

“They do not need me,” replied the new age guru.

-- from Tales of A New Age Guru

The first grade class gathers around their teacher, Miss Goodbody, for a game of "Guess the Animal." The first picture she holds up is a cat. "Okay, boys and girls," she says brightly, "can anyone tell me what this is?" "I know! I know! It is a cat." Yells little Albert. "Very good, Albert," says Miss Goodbody. "Now who knows what this animal is called?" "That's a dog," pipes up little Suzie. "Right again. And what about this animal?" she asks, holding up a picture of a deer. Silence falls over the class. After a minute or two Miss Goodbody says, "I will give you a hint, children, listen. It is something that your mother calls your father around the house." "I know! I know!" screams little Ernie. "It is a horny bastard!"

I am happy with how the humanity is heading incorporating the Devils agenda.
I don’t want to end this eye pleasing show just as soon.
I have postponed the episode of apocalypse for another 1000 years.
I have got a few hours more hours across the globe to continue the tension.
In my consultation with Christ, he is not happy with my Satanism. He wants the show to end. I want to reign for another 1000 years. You are all my children and followers of my discipline. Some of you have even out-smarted me and my pride has no bounds. Time to fly away west of west of your country, just to make sure there aren’t many good souls to let loose for another thousand years.

A courtesy visit by the beast.

Hi Geeta

Do you mind giving me your email address,feel like writing to you - only if you dont mind! Hope you get to read this.

Cheers
R :)

Musician Billy Preston has passed away. Now there was someone who had the Spirit. Yahoo video has a clip of him playing at the Concert for Bangla desh in 1972.

When Billy played, the Beast danced just like everyone else. He had to. There was no resisting that Wall of Soul Sound he was making with his Hammond. There's a few souls the Devil cain't touch, and he knows he cain't.

Billy's is one of them.

RIP BILLY!

www.billypreston.net

Dear Mallikka,
I read your comments regarding the posts..Well i must add your intervention is timely and very much needed.
As a reader i'm interested in reading how other woman are trying to make a living and raise their family.Parenting and woman issues are close to my heart.I am honoured as a reader when people share their personal experiences and we learn something from it for eg. Kristen's blog was exceptional ,inspiring and very motivating.I hope in future we read more such writings.

I shared my daughter's rose bush story...well the red rose bush has has bloomed.It has 24 roses red crimson roses!!!

Thanks
Andaleeb

HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY DAVID HALL!! Thursday, June 8th, is David's Birthday!! I may not be here, as my son has heart and other tests again tomorrow, so I am posting this "gift" and "major surprise" I've made David, today, and also b/c of the time zone differences of up to 12 hours!!

HaPpY BiRtHdAy David Hall--I made you a blog for your birthday!! ON that blog, is up to 30 designs, all made just for you in lieu and honour of your birthday!

KEEP the blog, if you want it; I will change all settings to you, you can change the name of the blog to your own... and make it just for you and Patzi : ) a private blog? lol : )

This sentimental journey; is to show you how much we at IntentBlog adore you David!! Yes, Patzi "knew" about it, I showed her first b/c she's your gal, and I wanted to let her know I was spoiling you this way(smiles.)

I am so very pleased you liked the one I sent you personally : )

David, here's your birthday surprise!! I realize not everyone is a blogspot member, and won't be able to respond there, so I'm sure they can EM you with their wish's or post them here at Intent?

Much love to you and Patzi, David!!

http://northspost.blogspot.com/

North

Oh, the northspot.blogspot.com is the "gift" lol

Dear readers/bloggers,

Not too long back..my friend and I have formed an online reading & literary discussion club called 'TABULA RASA' which means a blank slate. We promote knowledge of any kind. If you love to read, discuss or write then I feel this is a great place for you. Not only can you read and share your views through comments but also post your own interesting infos so that we can spread the knowledge.

Please visit: http://t-rasa.blogspot.com for details and to become an official 'free' member just email us at rasatab@gmail.com with a subject title that says 'join tabula' - we'll send u an invite asap.

Thank you for letting me use intentblog and to you all - looking forward to seeing you soon!

I want to see more more movies being filmed in my dear city of Ottawa - capital of Canada. Forget Toronto and Calgary - Ottawa is beautiful for filming. If any producer/directors happen to surf by here, do check out www.ottawa.com for more information and beautiful images of Ottawa.

http://www.dailycelebrations.com/070699.htm

"If you lead with your heart, it will carry you much further than your brains will." ~ Sylvester Stallone

Sylvester Enzio Stallone (1946-) celebrates a birthday today. Born in the dangerous streets of New York's Hell's Kitchen, Sly studied drama at the University of Miami and was discouraged from pursuing acting by his teachers.

"I grew up with a pretty profound complex of inadequacy. And I thought the only way to override that was through creating an imposing exterior."

So he pumped his body up into Rocky Balboa and John Rambo, creating larger-than-life superheroes, becoming an international superstar. Stallone's characters celebrated the underdog, overcoming great odds and soaring in the face of adversity.

In 1976, Stallone wrote the Rocky script in longhand and refused to let any one else play the role of the prize fighter. In Rocky's words, "believe in yourself, and you can do anything."

But beneath Stallone's noticeable speech impediment and even more noticeable brawn, beats the heart of an articulate, sensitive artist. He began painting while at college, earning enough money to make it to Hollywood.

Stallone, the artist, paints by squeezing colors directly onto the canvas. He uses bold strokes, vigorous splashes of heart and energy. His works always include the image of a clock or watch, because "time well spent is hard to accomplish, while time lost is a tragedy."

Love, Passion!

I wasn't going to come back to Navin's post but saw Kavita's insightful comments, thought I clarify few things to the best of "my" abilities, since this is in general, I'm posting it here. I would like to help add to the dialogue on various issues cropped up lately

Kavita you said : (I know its very easy to track down IP addresses, regions from where they originated and a repeat pattern. Even if someone uses different computers, the IP addresses remain the same, when used in the same space from the same cable..if used from some other space the numbers are similar..and the same person cannot run and be in far away places at the same time especially when you see too many aliases popping up one after the other.)

I think you are mistaken above, if someone really wants to make a mischief, h/she can use thousands of freely available proxy servers to fool anyone on the web. You can be in India and showing up as from NY if you use the properly located proxy server to connect, so above you are way too optimistic. I think Navin is on the wild goose chase at his post, but that is besides the point here.

Kavita said : (Personally, I am not in favor of either unregulated space, or unmonitored comments, or aliases.I have mentioend this to Mallika every time, but she has always believed in the goodness of people and that we will all ignore what needs to be ignored)

I am on record against this idea for this wonderful blog where there is too much potential for authentic community. I hope Mallika would make a wise decision in this regard.

Kavita said: (Aliases give people ample opportunity to be nasty or negative.)

Not necessarily, I am honest with my alias, everyone should trust each other. Those who make real mischief are authentic spammers and they have nothing to do with this argument or anything else on this blog. Those who use aliases to be negative or nasty, they are human beings as well, if they choose to do this today, they may not do the same tomorrow. It is all a learning curve on the net. My point is: try to distinguish between a spammer and a human being by looking at the big picture on the net, do not fear the aliases, it gives more speaking powers to those who may not speak otherwise. It is a phenomenon in itself on the web, try to accept and learn from it.

Kavits said : (Someone had put it very well, in one of the posts that this is not a space to make friends or take things personally, but people are human and do that irrespective. I try my best to keep a detached sense, because the people who like me or dislike me here only like or dislike their perception of me..the only people who matter are the ones who really know who I am.)

This is the paragraph which I read and instantly thought of writing my comments. You are absolutely right and wrong at the same time. You are correct when you say that people who know you like you or dislike you here because of their perception of you. You cannot be more right. This is absolutely true in general for everyone, we all make perception of writings/names/words, this is exactly why alias is okay because it does not matter if you have a picture or blog or not, people do make perception of you behind a computer screen.

But you (or anyone) should not be "detached" to a point where you are not "engaged" in the process.

Here I urge readers to look up M. Scott Peck (Mallika I highly recommend a read if you haven't seen his work, it would be really helpful for you to manage this blog). Scott Peck in his 1985's The Different Drum lays out the idea of achieving an authentic community environment. Peck is widely known for his best seller The Road Less Travelled, but you'd be amazed to read his The Different Drum as his ideas are perfect and highly applicable in modern world specially on the net.

According to Peck, the achievement of authentic community environment (what I would call nirvana) could be between two people, ten or hundreds. It all takes some awareness of few STAGES of the process.

First stage -- Pseudocommunity: This is a stage where the members pretend to have a bon homie with one another, and cover up their differences, by acting as if the differences do not exist. Pseudocommunity can never directly lead to community, and it is the job of the person guiding the community building process to shorten this period as much as possible.

Second stage -- Chaos: When pseudocommunity fails to work, the members start falling upon each other, giving vent to their mutual disagreements and differences. This is a period of chaos. It is a time when the people in the community realize that differences cannot simply be ignored. Chaos looks counterproductive but it is the first genuine step towards community building.

Third step -- Emptiness: After chaos comes emptiness. At this stage, the people learn to empty themselves of those ego related factors that are preventing their entry into community. Emptiness is a tough step because it involves the death of a part of the individual. But, Scott Peck argues, this death paves the way for the birth of a new creature, the Community.

Fourt stage -- True community: Having worked through emptiness, the people in community are in complete empathy with one another. There is a great level of tacit understanding. People are able to relate to each other's feelings. Discussions, even when heated, never get sour, and motives are not questioned.

Navin and North (participant examples) and Admin intentblog (facilitator or guide) can figure out where they were according to these stages. And if you're wise enough, you can also see how Norm and Ron came out of emptiness and touched upon the authentic understanding (going back and forth). These are just wonderful examples, and they look more wonderful if you make yourself aware of the process.

I mention these theories to you guys because I have been through the nirvana of fourth stage (somewhere else). I was instantly hooked to this site because I saw the potential of this site to have the same experience.

Thank you for reading.

M. Scott Peck on Answers.com

http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?s=m.+scott+peck&gwp=13

M. Scott Peck on Answers.com

http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?s=m.+scott+peck&gwp=13

Excellent post noname. I too had read Kavita's post (ref. 204), and I thought it was a well thought out, and presented, discussion/observation. I also did/do have reservations about the "keeping detached / and the only people who matter are the ones who really know who I am" part; but these are just personal issues for me anyway.

I guess I am just a touchy-feely kind of guy who kinda 'feels' that the 'objectivity' thing is no more than a front for hiding personal prejudice, and salting it with some scientific language.

I am not picking on Kavita, I am making this as a general observation about all of us. I, personally, am tired of us all being detached from 'the other';

after 'detachment' (and, ironically, conversely, with too much 'I know what is right' emotion) what then do you get? Insurance salesman, plastic surgeons (nip and tuck here . . .), lawyers, and of course wars, and then concentration camps!

Ahh, wherefore est the golden mean of the high-minded human being . . .

Anyway . . .

peace

Clandestine prisons and secret flights
when the U.S. government is involved
nobody has rights
cepting of course a Senator to free travel

Christian coalitions and their moneyed
‘rule of law’
making it practically illegal and unaffordable to live
with our taxes paying for their war and all

AIPAC, NRA, NSA, DoD, and ‘oversight’ committees
Big Brother accountable to Big Brother alone (sometimes)
and the legal analyst tells me, “it is legal after all;”
citing precedents and briefs and friends of the courts’ writings

with latinated verbiage one would think they are Greek
after all
Albion’s Seed
indeed

To Israel we must go
this Holy book told us so
to kill all Palestinians b/c they are not even human
see here God said so (b/c MY interpretation is true!)

God told me so!
God told me so!
Do you not see God told me so!
And if you do not believe me this gun will show you all

When ‘normally’ if one hears voices
they are gagged and bound and sent a packing
like a Chinaman refusing to lay track
for the railroad

This land is your land, this land is my land,
this land was made for you and me
as long as you subscribe to dispensationalist
theology . . .

Even now those savage Natives and black is evil
Africans agree
the white man’s guns, er, God
is superior to any pagans’ philosophy

‘Apocalypse Week’ played every week
a European will be the evil one
not understanding that European will be American
claiming descendancy from Wessex’ family tree

Overextended Saxons
and their immigrant and illegal fodder
preying upon their fellow man for money
pride, God, and honor

Playing the role of persecuted victim
as they lay siege to this world’s abundant gifts
‘O God,’ the queers want rights
so should we kill them now too heavenly Father?

Ten thousand of the richest rich
and all of those who believe in a vengeful God
up against the wall (disappear as you believe)
and make way for the age of man

A kingdom united in peace
and with the love of God
serving each other as we would our mother
and dropping to the ground our monetary idols

For a thousand years I say humanity shall rule the day
and for those who want war and more and more
love shall one day overcome your greed
aye, tis our destiny

peace all

Dear Noname,
There is no need to stop yourself from coming back to my blog anymore. You are most welcome there. Your above post is more relevant to my blog. And thanks so much for explaining so well about group behaviour and also about IP addresses myths.

Cheers!
Navin

arrggghhh.

would a world without conflict be boring?

a girl with an alias called,

onegirlmanyideas

R, who are you? Please tell me more about yourself, if you can on the blog. I will think about your request. Give me hints if you can't tell me more. I will help you if I can. I will let you know tomorrow. God bless you. geeta.

Hi Navin, I know I should have commented on your blog but I was of the opinion from my post 1 at your blog that Admins made a grave mistake by putting you up on the stage after what happened at another blog a day earlier, I think they should have started the Open Thread at that time and not Navin thread. However, we are all entitled to our own opinions and Admins here can judge for themselves.

The only reason I wish to stay away from your blog "now" is because I do not wish to indulge myself in negativity (as rightly pointed out by Kavita). But that does not mean others should stay away as well, it is for everyone to figure out what and how far they wish to go in "resolving the conflict". The problem I see with your blog is that "we" do not have any facilitator or doctor to lead somewhere, I was suspecious that your blog will be going nowhere and it transpired exactly how I felt Sunday morning. But that is besides the point now and it is not my concern, I wish you and friends well and good luck.

Dear noname,
I think if you read the last few posts on my blog, you would notice that the conflicts have been resolved. At least I think so. You are surely entitled to have your opinion and I usually do concur with most of your views but I think the admin were not at fault at all. Things went ahead just as scheduled. Everything happens for the best. I am sure you would see something good churning out of the recent chaos at Intentblog. It's a part of its natural evolution.

Cheers!
Navin

Geeta:
Just a word of caution...
There is no "r" in my name at all & I didnot ask for ur email address. It's very difficult to keep track of all the posts on IB due to the number & so I thought of informing u this. Though I would love to talk with u directly over email, its not me who asked for ur email add this time. :)
I just dont want anyone to misuse my lovely relation with you & spoil it in anyway.
Love to u!Take care!!

Dear R:
I didn’t (don’t) mean to offend or hurt u in anyway. It’s just that I am very particular about my relation with Geeta. She’s my dear cyber-aunt & I love her a lot. I love you too, R. I love everyone… 
Take care of urslf. I hope Geeta or someone help u with whatever it is.
Love & God bless!

Poetry Corner - Poetry of Love

"would a world without conflict be boring?"
Everyone kissy-kissy,
everyone nicey-nicey,
I love ya
God bless ya
(but not, make love, not war)
peace be with you brother,
I see all sisters, no lover
sure, for Jesus' sake
it would be dull and boring

lovers know how it feels
when after long fighting
long loves they make
world will be boring without fighting
I bet ya
world will be boring without fighting
O ya
world will be borinbg without fighting

Note: The first line is from onegirlmanyideas.

~Ravi Kopra

Hi Navin, glad to see that you have reached some sort of resolution, yes indeed everything happens for the best and it is always possible to have a good come out of chaos. I have missed like 100 posts from where I left off so its just a matter of my personal choice to not go back as I do not believe in jumping over anything (if I decide to get involved).

Thanks for correcting me about the Admins, you have a good point, since I do not know how they plan things here, it is quiet possible that it may not have been their fault altogether.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVID!!

Swear, I knew it(R) was not your alias. Don't worry about anything. I do not wish harm to any one and I will walk away from any one wishing me harm. I have enjoyed reading and writing on intentblog. I have an idea who is "R". But I am not sure. If some one makes me uncomfortable with his or her comments, all I have to do is walk away from the blog. I am spending a lot of my time here. Walking away will be good too. I can read more. I have not made jewellery for a while. I can get back to my other hobbies. All of us have choices. Although I love interacting with every one on the blog and have learnt from every one, made some good cyberfriends, I have many real friends. Some times they complain I don't spend enough time with them. Lena does not like me sitting infront of the computer, although she has her laptop next to her all the time. Take care dear cyberniece. I just sent a email to my real niece in India. God bless you always.

Poetry Corner - Poetry of Stupidity

How stupid, how stupid
Two hot shot women
came to save me
how stupid, how stupid

I have been kicked
two hundred times
Kick me one hundred times more
how stupid, how stupid

at two hundred I got vodka
at three hundred I want champagne
how stupid, how stupid

I have been stupid
everyone knows
come back and see me
if you too are stupid
how stupid, how stupid

I got a call from Rangoon
I checked her name
she was a dame
my heart went
flying to moon
I'm waiting for her photo now
how stupid, how stupid

~Ogden Lash

ROFL, Ravi! Now I've gotcha!

You like playing mind games, don't ya! I can play the game too, buddy. Why do you think I have that chessboard in front of me in my picture. LOL. I am not as smart as you think.......lol....I'm smarter!

Cheers!
Navin

Poetry Corner - Poetry of Policemen

Policeman, policeman
please do not report my name
I'm still on path number two
(or was it path number three?)
I'm still after money
still after women and fame

Policeman, policeman
please do not report my name
I didn't want to run on red lights
I was in hurry to get
to district of red lights
please be fair, play a fair game
please do not report my name

Policeman, policeman
I am a spiritual man
I believe in ghosts and souls
I believe in peace and love
I believe in hell below
and heaven of father above
please do not report my name

Note: Inspired by the news release that policemen and vigilantes have been let loose on the site and any unwarranted activity will be immediately reported to the ministry of morality and spirituality.

~Ogden Lash

I make websites for non-profit groups for fun and don't charge anything for it. If you happen to know anyone who needs a website (and whose motives are to save the world, etc) I may be able to help them out. My email address is on my website. http://www.emtek.net.nz

Keith:
I am sorry I missed ur note to me on the previous OT (06/05). How about a camp tonite? Geeta, Katie, Heather & others, what say? :)

I think we all deserve a break. Its around 90 degrees here in TX - "scalding" hot!

Take a deep breath everyone. What a unique opportunuty we have here to grow as a family. It's been one year since the birth of this site. It has grown by leaps and bounds and, with it, a few hiccups.

But for the most part, we have indulged in some stimulating discussions. There are some great minds and thinkers here, as well as jesters, poets, academics, teachers, etc. Marek is a great one, as is Divya, Kate, David, Ron and many more, too numerous to mention.

There is fair mix of odd ones, too. But that is life. It would be a perfect world if everyone was normal and nice. To not expect a few odd balls to get in the act is to be unrealistic.

Mallika, Kavita, Deepak, Shekhar, you are all doing a fine job. Leave Intent alone and let it evolve. If anyone of us is unhappy with this site, there are millions more to choose from. No one holds a gun to our head and forces to to stay. No little cloaked man will jump out of our monitor and bite us. Relax!

Good day, I must get to work.

Dear Geeta,

Thats ok, I know its a bit awkward to ask for email addresses but I did anyway :) I am a 25 year old SEA female professional, not based in the States :), also I speak tamil!. No problem Geeta, I can share your love and affection through this blog!! You are so loving and caring, and everytime I read your comments,I think wouldn't it be wonderful to meet this person. I visit this blog regularly, but hardly comment, as my work schedule is pretty hectic, so I usually end up reading selective comments and threads.

Swear aam not spiritual - sorry did not mean to disrupt your relationship with your cyber aunt!! :) Geeta, I am not swear aam not spiritual! ;) You have not hurt me in anyway,I love you too :)

Ok work calls me...

Love R :)

Dear Dr. Geeta,

Can you explain what is hypertension and its dangers if left untreated? Will be much appreciated.

Love, Angie.

Happy Bday David!!!!

May you see lots and lots of butterflies and be happy!!

Love, Joanie

Dear David,

many many happy returns and have a great day
Dara

"Narad Muni", you poems made me laugh. Keep 'em comin'. Goodnight.

Dear David, it is almost 11PM here, not sure on your time there, a few hours difference though, I"m sure?

The treasure hunt has begun!!

Click on the Transporter Button, to be transported to your "gift"

Many, many Birthday wish's and blessings are being manifested for you, and on behalf of me and mine, HaPpY BiRtHdAy!!

Blogger was done for a bit today, it's working now, enjoy the pictures!

Hi Patzi, please give that birthday boy lots of hugs next month, as belated from his friends from his birthday! : )

Much love, and many Smiles upon you,
North & fam

Dear David,

As you rapidly navigate toward the 49th latitude, or is that longitude, may you stay steady on your feet and avoid tripping on those sheets gently blowing in the winds. Norm and his pals are planning a surprise Colorado visit by horse-drawn carriage. He's got loads of CR in tow.

Happy Birthday, David!

Poetry Corner -Poetry of My Woman

I write poems of love.
She complains:
They are not for her.

I go to the mall with her.
When some woman there
smiles at me,
she throws a fit: why she.

When I thank a woman
for a job well done,
she goes bonkers cussing her:
she's the bitch number one.

What do I do with my woman?

~Ravi Kopra
http://ravikopra.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-do-i-do-with-my-woman.html
(Edited)

David Of 48 Lives,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!Welcome to the club! I'm not surprised...

it's the 7,7,7,7,7...my favorite hand in stud!

(Blue Oyster Cult song)

You best be joining the party tonight!

If it is your birth anniversary, cake said so!

If it's not...and you won't spill,

HAPPY TO YA! whenever, dude!

.

May you soar to Lake,

Where The Lady resides,

And thrusts to the sky

On that predestined day,

Excaliber!

On the point of the Sword

Was a gift for Sir David...

The Man of the Hour

Shall regain the flower,

That never grows old,

That blooms into gold,

The key to the Tower of Power!

Thanks for your friendship, Dave!

Have a great one, Keith

Indeed Kavita!

Narad: nice policemen poem! I am going to use your no. 26 post to go off on a tangent, so take nothing I say as a personal attack upon you brother. It probably has alot to do with this chick named Paula who I once 'knew.' She was one of 'those' violent yelling physical types of a chick that just loved getting drunk, and when two people can sit there and kill off a half gallon of Black Velvet in one afternoon, you know something not good is going to happen . . .

Anyway peace Narad and you write some interesting poetry brother!

peace

Poetry Corner - I’ll lie down in bed with my Hari

My charmer is Girdhar Gopal.
Like a mad woman in love,
I’ll dance to please him
And know his followers who love him.
Little bells of love and affection,
I’ll tie around my ankles
And I’ll dance and dance
Wearing a robe of remembrance.

To the winds I’ll throw
My name and modesty.
I’ll lie down in bed with my Hari
To get his love-bliss instead.

~ Mirabai (1498-1547)
Translated by Ravi Kopra

It is really a trip thinking, "dang, what if I am the 'they'?"

What do any of you think we would be thinking if we were a ten year old Iraqi youth in 2003, and if we were still alive today, what do you think we would think about our family and friends being blown apart by invisible planes in the sky, or being gunned down by 'coalition' soldiers, or being pitted against a fellow Iraqi who now works for the foreign invaders . . .

What would one do?????

I know what I would do, and I do not like those thoughts!!!!!!!

I would gladly burn in Hell forever and ever to stop this madness, I really would!

And I refuse to believe that any nation, or race, has a God-given right to kill other people; be they Anglo, Palestinian, Jewish, Muslim, Hindu, Arab, Christian, or even a Norseman . . .

Anybody that invokes God, and then kills their fellow man IS THE ANTICHRIST!

And anybody who kills for money or country, well they must not even have souls, and I know this thought will really upset some ‘patriots’ . . .

But what exactly is a ‘patriot?’ One who loves ‘his’ or ‘her’ country, well, when I make my own country I suppose then I will be a patriot . . .

750 airstrikes on the Afghani people in the month of May alone makes me distrust this nation’s authorities even more, and it certainly does not suit my interest to kill people, and before anybody says it is better to kill them over there, blah, blah, blah, I would suggest studying exactly what ‘we’ have been doing over there for the last 100 years and why it is Osama has such a beef with us.

And . . .

Ann Coulter can suck . . . , er, oops: sorry there is no sex in violence, or a, sex is all violence, or a . . .

well fantasies aside (damn we are just animals); she is evil.

I nominate General Zod for president, with Solomon Grundy for vice prez, & Victor Doom for the U.S. ambassador to the U.N (O wait, they are already there). . . .

and I want our money to read, “In Odin we Trust” (ew yeah, ‘bring it on’ Pat Robertson). . .
Maybe Pat Robertson was on to something with his advice on ‘taking out’ the other: gather together the 10,000 richest people of the world, and, anybody who professes a belief in God, any God,

and put them up against the wall (inspired of course by Pink Floyd).

Then we might actually start progressing as a species. I left all me books in Seattle (going back in the morning though to try to make things right yet again) or else I would whip out a quote by Bertrand Russell right now, but it is something about we gotta, oops, I mean, we have to, stop looking unto the heavens for a God to save us, and start looking at ourselves, within and without, before we will ever have a chance for peace.

And . . .

I am all about the making love after a fight bit, but is that before or after one chops her head off with an axe? Or now are you going to ‘qualify’ your fighting? Is that purely verbal (or nonverbal), or just a few slaps, or, maybe close-fisted on occasion, or maybe after the Air Force or Marines blow up a house of Iraqi girls (or shoots them in the head . . .) one could then ‘get a piece’ . . .

yeah . . .

And if some dudes believe in beating or otherwise verbally abusing ‘your’ (is that nominative or possessive for you?) wife, then well, uhh, stay away from my sister ok . . .

Again, the main culprit: ECONOMICS! Domestic violence is a direct consequence of economics and education (and the beer and ‘bitches’ commercials certainly do not help). Yet, alas, that is a book in itself . . .

I know, I know, ‘sex sells,’ yet a prostitute cannot sell his/her own body. Hmm. Very strange. Or is it just the untaxed income part that makes ‘the man’ mad . . .

peace

Craig, thank you for your interest in my poetry posts.

David!! Happy Birthday!!! this year has been a hell of a ride hasn't it? I hope you live to be 200 and i get to be one of your pallbearers!!

norm

David, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. May you have a wonderful day filled with fun. God bless. Geeta.

Angie, I will tell you what I know about hypertension tomorrow some time. God bless. Good night.

It is after midnight in Ohio, and therefore, June 8, 2006. Now, if June 8th happened to be David Hall’s birthday, I would say:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVID!!!

That is, if June 8th was truly his birthday... :) Love you, my dear friend! Patzi

Happy Birthday David!!

Did you and Patzi like your surprise?

Did you find the transporter button? lol

Stayed up late, just to wish you a great birthday!!

It's 12:20 PM here ... so on with the b.day party!!

Love to you and Patzi, NOrth

Hi Everyone,
I have some wrapping to do, for someone's special day!
Please join me in celebrating Dave's birthday.
~ Kate

http://www.urban75.com/Mag/bubble.html

Happy Birthday David!

And very nice B-day gift North; very kewl!

peace all

Merci Craig, when is your BDay?!

Kate, that was cute! who doesn't like popping bubble wrap?

Patzi, being you are the "lady" of the birthday boy, we counted on YOU< to bring cake! ahem...

I brought a giant bag of buttery popcorn-because I am a popcorn freak, and that's what I brought.

I mean, this bag-o-popcorn is huge, like a giant bowl size even....

Kate, I can't stop popping that thing! lol

POP!!

Geeta admitted she was against pop, so I am not going to show her I brought some diet coke..

sooOO sssssssssHhhhH and hid the pop cooler!!

North

Dear North,
Wow!
Your birthday creation for Dave is really fantastic.

Patzi, we will celebrate June 8th as Dave's day, and maybe - we really do have the day right :)))

SANS,
I will ask Tiffany if she has saved some of the festive decorations, poppers and balloons - and we will host a party for the b-day guy.

~Kate

Poetry Corner - Poetry of Finding God

Dear redneck mountain man,
How many mountains you’ve to climb
To find your god in caves there
While he is staring at you
Standing somewhere down there,
Eating his pizza with macaroni,
Cheese and pepperoni.

Kingdom of god is in you.
Kingdom of god is in your
Lady Black Bird too.
Find your god in her.
Let her find her god in you.
You’ll not find him
Down there in your guru.

Stop climbing mountains, mountain man,
Stop coming down mountains, mountain man,
Stay there where you are, mountain man,
Stop running to your guru.

~Ogden Lash

Dear Dave,
Happy Birthday!

That is, if June 8th was truly your birthday... :) as your girlfriend Patzi says.

Cheers,
Navin

Hi Narad,
As the poet Rumi has said,
... Sell your cleverness and purchase bewilderment

Come and join us in celebration.
Put down your masterful pen for awhile.

Come and join us at the campsite.
Feel the warmth,
enjoy the company
revel in the silence.
~ Kate

Dear Mallika,

Thanks for your kind comments solely directed to me. I was afraid your dad, your brother and you would soon be sending policemen to arrest me for maligning your site.

Bhagwan Yogiraj sends you kind regards.

Sincerely
Ravi Kopra

Dear Kate, I've been at Intent as long as David has, maybe even a week or two longer, before I actually responded. David was the first being here, to witness my presence. IF David had never responded to my posts, I doubt I'd have stayed, because believe it or not, I was terrible shy back then.

I actually remember the day DAvid came into the blog, after he'd met Patzi last year here;

lamenting "she likes me, she really likes me" or something to that effect when he and Patzi met; which he may chastise me now, in revealing(though it is on-blog archived-last year?) lol

so, we witnessed their meeting... so they are both very special to me! : ) and would be having their first anniversary of sorts soon too(wink!)

The rest, as we know; is history in the making perhaps?

North

My knowing David's b.day came from David : ) just yesterday, or the day before, I think?

As anyone can see on the blog for David is the date it was created. I can't tell you how long this week felt for, waiting to give him this surprise!! lol

Patzi knew about this surprise-I contacted her about it(wink) friday night, as she's his girl, and I didn't want to seem to jump over another lady's fence(giggles.)

All I wanted to do really, was make him smile; and feel our united affections and admirations.

AS I mentioned on the blog; these designs were inspired and created; while thinking of the many nice things ya'll have said about David this past year.. newbies and oldies alike!

Anyone see themself anywhere in a picture? a fave colour, symbol, creature, fantasy(eeek!)? if so, it was probably YOU I was thinking of at the time.

North

Dear North,
Love has a way, doesn't it :)))
You have many gifts and talents. The card for Dave and Patzi is lovely.

Dave,
You do have a special way of reaching out that makes the writing at Intentblog extra-special. I pray this will be a very happy and healthy year for you.

Time for a party, and good vibrations!

With deep love,
~ Kate

Love is the way, Kate : )

I hope David finds his way to his Party!! Maybe Patzi went to get him?

Hmm, if she did.... they may not return tonight?(wink)

North

Dear Kate,
Thanks for the invitation. I am, however, very busy working on my magnum opus of spiritual and love poetry. I will soon be posting some translations of Rumi.

Dear North and Kate, OK, I will bring the cake, but I will do everyone a favor and not bake it myself! There is a wonderful bakery not too far from here, and I will order one first thing in the morning. The cake itself will be half chocolate and half vanilla. The frosting will be white, but decorated with Monarch and blue butterflies. Just for fun, I’ll order one of those photo-cakes. In the center will be a photo of David as a young boy, with his blonde-reddish hair and green eyes. He is just so adorable! I’ll bring plates, forks, and napkins also decorated with butterflies. And of course, candles. Love, Patzi

Dear Patzi, sounds like a wonderful plan!!

G'Night for now,

North

Hi "Kids": Thank you for the birthday wishes--I still have two more hours before "old age" officially sets in.

Cake--since your using a "false ID," I'm going to have to contact Mallika and track you down---but....I already know you're one of 5, well maybe.....maybe one of 10-20 people, so you can't hide from me Missy!

Joanie--I now have a Monarch butterfly who cruises around my balcony everyday around 2 p.m.--and had one at Starbucks the other day, also (I wondered if it was the same one--stalking me!)--thank you for the b-day wishes.

Holy Shithe--just got off the phone with Kavita, after leaving off the above paragraph--and see Dara, Ron, Keith, Norm, Mallika, Geeta, Kate, North, Craig, Navin, and.....and...ummmm, "what's her name???", oh yeah--Patzi--very very touching and fun stuff you guys--and such beautiful pictures and words from Keith and North---you guys make me look like I have a sunburn!

But...miracles will never cease--a poem from the "man, the myth, the legend" himself--Narad the Bhagwan--and I've been reading about a Master who also likes caves, and temples, who is part of "The Life and Teachings of The Masters of the Far East," and he is referred to as "the Muni."

Soooo....now that I've got "an original," about a redneck mountain man (with a documentary just last night called "Mountain Man")--I'm having a mystical out-of-body soul experience, and am in "Hog Heaven!"

Norm--it is interesting that at Ramtha's school in Washington, they are trying to get the mindset to begin accepting 200 years of "Happy, Healthy, Wealthy, and Wise" as a reality--and sooner or later someone's mind will accept it as a reality, and so it will be!

There is a Chinese man I read about, who was born in 1677, who became an acupuncturist in his early years--in short, the Chinese gov't sent him an authentically recognized acknowledgment of his longevity at 150--then again at 200!

He supposedly died in 1933--at 256. During his lifetime, since he had outlived great-great-great.....grandchildren, he was asked if the tea, Fo Ti Tiang, was the secret to his longevity, since he drank alot of it.

His response was: No, the secret is Inner Peace!

Sooo....Ditto to you guys--thanks for the most unique gifts I've ever gotten--all from "thin air!" Much Love--"The Old Man and the.....Mountains" (and it's still not my birthday for 20 minutes here!)

Dear Narad,
When you can - join us at the campsite.
Come and sit near me, and let me look into your eyes. It has been said, the eyes are the window to the soul.
~ Kate

Dave:
Hap hap happy birthday to you! May you have a lovely life ahead ahead.... :)

Party tonite, what time r u making it there? :)

Dave:
Hap hap happy birthday to you! May you have a lovely life ahead ahead.... :)

Party tonite, what time r u making it there? :)

Poetry Corner - A dear dimwitted dude

Dear dimwitted dude,
Like Catholics look to Vatican
To follow what says Pope to them,
Like Muslims pray Allah
Kneeling down facing Mecca,
Like Hindus pray facing the sun
Pouring down waters of Ganga,
You ask your guru whom to knock down.
(you pump iron for knocking down,
brawn has taken over your brain)
Don’t be mistaken dimwitted dude,
You have no brain left of your own.
You pawned it for spirituality.
You will do what your gurus says,
No logic in your brain now stays.

~Ogden Lash

Swear..aam.....: For somebody who's not spiritual, quite being so loving then!

....and you guys stop with the birthday stuff--I just floated back onto my balcony after my helium-ballon-like ego floated me out around the big pine tree where that Monarch butterfly seems to live (I think it's got a micro-implant on it that's a video cam of some sort, and it's the NSA's--so I drew a big poster that said "Hi George and Dick" on it--and held it up for "the butterfly!).

I don't want Ravi to see me blushing, or he'll see that more than my neck is red, and....and....we'll, he might, just post, start posting under another identity.

.....and that reminds me, I think I've spotted a mystical soulful kind-of-guru-like guy reciting some of Rumi's poetry at the campfire.....

.....since I don't drink anymore, you'll have to excuse me while I accidentally go spill one of your beers on his head, and.....well, from there, I guess it's up to Ron and Norm to get him punch-stumbling drunk on some Crown Royale (multiple shots ought to do the trick), and then we can video/sound record him slurring with his poetry a bit......and.....well, I get the sense that Navin will know where to post that one--maybe MSN's "homepage," for instance!

Looks like your stuck with us Ravi-Narad-the Bhagwan-Muni; time to do what you do best--more poetry--and I genuinely love the "Redneck Mountain Man," read it three times now--and not to piss you off--but it's got "real soul" in it!--

Thank You, Mr. Ogden Nash (quit changing the spelling of your reincanated last name--I know who you are--I remember you from "back when, and over there," when you lost your head, mouthing off at the establishment, as a guy named Cicero).

But I definitely want to catch a glimpse of Kate, melting the Bhagwan down as she looks in his eyes, and gets more than just his soul acknowledging his physical presence!!!

Very very "fun stuff" you all--right fittin' for a magnificent birthday--North, again--amazing talents you have.

Navin: You did well "Grasshopper;" when I used to surf the Southern California waves, I had a friend who I could always ding; I'd see some dolphins or porpoises coming close, and would feign panic, look at my friend, and yell "sharks!"

He'd only catch a glimpse of their dorsal fins long enough "to see" what he believed were shark fins, and he'd start paddling feverishly for shore, before realizing that "I got him again."

When for a time, you thought the fins of your friends were those of sharks (and rightly so!), and for a short time panicked, you found your balance, and began to swim steady and strong--and then you remembered that things are safe, when the dolphins and porpoises are near--you did well, Navin, very well---"lessons are worth what the cost you," and the only thing you lost was some fear (false evidence appearing real)--and you stronger, smarter, and more aware as a result of "the adversity"--maybe even "smarter than you yet think you are--I mean, as I sign off--tilting towards that 300 mark--and shifting from quantity, to quality, again!

My friend Patzi said last night, that your blog reads like a "mystery novel" writing itself--like the Mandarin Chinese symbol for catastrophe--the one that simultaneously means opportunity!

You guys have a very fun day--Thursday, and everyday. Dave

When I was just a little boy,
I asked my teacher, 'What will I be?
“Will I be lucky?
Will I be rich?”
Here's what he said to me:

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.

When I grew up and found my path,
I asked my Guru, 'What lies ahead?
Will we have enlightenment
stage after stage?
Here's what my Guru said:

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.

Now I have disciples of my own,
They ask their Guru, 'What will I be?
'Will I be healthy?
'Will I be rich?'
I tell them tenderly:

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be

Que Sera Sera

(Edited from the original song by Livingston and Evans.)

Hello again Ogden: You've been looking into Kate's eyes too long, while drinking Rumi's wine--you might want to try out Rumi's spinning exercises--the Sufi's use them to raise their root chakra energy for a psychic discharge--but the Tibetan Lamas say the Sufis do too many in generating this ecstatic state--and it leaves them a bit too "horny," albeit very young and virile!

For myself:

I'm not Catholic, and don't look to the Pope for anything,

I'm not Muslim, and don't pray to Al-Ilah while facing towards Mecca,

I'm not Hindu, praying to the rising sun, along the Holy Ganges,

I don't have a Guru, so I can't ask "Him" who to knock down,

But I do have a Spirit, a Soul with three hearts, and a Brain,

So All-Ah I can ask, is that these three are one,

And instead, "see" what can be raised, as I turn inward, and hear what She says,

And then.....He took Her hand, and they said to me, "Let's start laughing, as we go all the way 'OM!"

Thank You, may I have another, Mr. Lash?--Dave

Once Science said to Faith:
"My eye can see all that is in this world;
The Entire world is within my net.
I am only concerned with material things,
What have I to do with spiritual matters?
I can strike a thousand melodies,
And openly proclaim all the secrets that I learn."

Faith said:
"With your magic even the waves in the sea are set ablaze,
You can pollute the atmosphere with foul, poisonous gases.
When you associated with me, you were light,
When you broke off from me, your light became fire.
You were of Divine origin,
But you have been caught in the clutches of Evil.
Come, make this wasteland a garden once again.
Borrow from me a little of my ecstasy,
And in the world set up a paradise.
From the day of creation we have been associates,
We are the low and high tunes of the same melody." - By Iqbal

Mallika: thanks for your kindness, yes i did read Gotham's post, and was a little overwhelmed. I've never known what to say about it, so didn't say anything....

norm

North, You outdid yourself for David, great pics! Good to see you!

.

David, So it IS the 8th...I still like 7's!

Quite a show here this week, learned a lot about

trust and honesty...it's hard to come by!

You are the one who said genuine friends can be

found here, but Kavita chooses detachment for

cyber-pals. If we met, there would not be many

statements we would have to take back. I consider

you a friend and a neighbor. Someday, God willing,

we shall get together to do the "blood brother"

rituals. Have a wonderful day, bud! Keith

Keith: Have been thinking for some time about a book title that has "Excalibur" in it--"Someday Soon," we'll be talking about it at a "redneck mountain man" campfire!

Thanks for being the great inspiration that you are--Dave

....and Keith: One of the few times I'm "stumped for words;" how to say thank you to both Patzi and North, for what the sent me, and the "birthday friendship" people have shown me here--Dave

Dave, on your health, Na Zdrowie!

Sto lat, sto lat,
Niech żyje, żyje nam.
Sto lat, sto lat,
Niech żyje, żyjenam,
Jeszcze raz, jeszcze raz, niech żyje, żyje nam,
Niech żyje nam!

This translates roughly into English as:

A hundred years, a hundred years,
May he (she) live for us.
A hundred years, a hundred years,
May he live for us.
Once again, once again, may he live, live for us,
May he live for us!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sto_Lat

Love, Passion! and a great party!

Hello Everyone,

Just Wondering..Why Ann Coulter gets so much attention? I am not even outraged anymore by the stuff that makes for news, just really saddened by the gross immaturity that is allowed and nurtured by a truly lost media.

Ann Coulter remarks should be ignored, eyes and ears turned away from, but not our media -they zoom in for the close up, the 1000 takes, just to make sure everyone sees and hears the comments replayed endlessly.

Ann's comments about the 9/11 Widows are in such bad taste that they can only be consided cruel. What kind of person makes cruel comments about people who have suffered so much? What kind of people rewards the person for these remarks by giving constant attention, for money purposes?

Just wondering?ruth

Dave, I know very little about you
But, you are a promoter of peace
I am not purely singing praise
I see a brave man inure
With the finest company, the
humble keep, keith’s with you

May you stay for eons
Till the devil rises again
To have a final fight
And a even match.

HaPpY BiRtHdAy today, David! I didn't think I'd be on today, but it's pouring outside, and my son insisted on going for his tests alone, using the "I'm a big boy Mom" phrase! lol

This is why I posted your blog-gift last night...

sooO, here I am wishing you a great day, sorry I missed last nights fest!! Looks like a good time was had; but Patzi was bringing cake today, so I'll be here for that later tonight!!

Had lots of running around to do today, but that's on hold, due to weather... left windows open lastnight, it was soOo humid, so the ledges are nice and "watery" this fine rainy thursday!

It was my pleasure to surprise you this way David, so I'm very glad it did! : )

Hi Keith, to you too, and thanks for the compliments re: my artwork.

North

HOT DAMN!!!!!! Gotta put my new wishy washy lovey dovey self on hold for a few minutes, and talk about this!!! Our boys got that Bastard Al-Zharqawi this morning!!! Yeeehaww!! (little cowboy language for you there)

Now, according to my Christian friends, he's roasting right now!!! Burn, baby burn!!!

According to my New Age friends, he shot off as a blast of light into the ether, and right now he's deciding whether to come back as a lesbian or a black angus herd bull!!

According to him....right now, he's lying on a couch, having a menage a trois, while 69 other virgins wait impatiently in line!!

Wow....when I look over the options....how do I become a muslim....I gotta blow something up, QUICK!!!!

norm

Dear Friends:

See below a profile of a vile, heinous and despicable killer who emerged directly as a result of the invasion of Iraq. He rose to infamy by his sheer brutality and callous disregard for the value of human life. The monster that Bush has created, at 9 billion dollars a month, is now silenced by Bush.

But what are we to expect interms of retaliation, repercussions, etc. in the short and medium terms? Is this really a turning point in the so-called "War on Terror" as Bush says? Will other monsters, more heinous, rise up to take his place?

What about the biggest devil of them all, bin Laden, will he ever be caught? And is it time for American troops to begin preparation for a systematic withdrawal from Iraq?

Regards,

Ron.

Here is a CNN profile of Abu Musab al-Zarqawi:

BAGHDAD, Iraq (CNN) -- In a horrifying videotape seen around the world, a masked figure brutally beheaded American Nicholas Berg.

Abu Musab al-Zarqawi was the man who claimed credit.

Berg's murder in 2004 was just one in a string of killings, kidnappings and suicide bombings masterminded by the "prince of al Qaeda in Iraq," a protege of Osama bin Laden.

A Sunni militant, al-Zarqawi worked to drive a wedge between the two leading Muslim religious sects and stir up violence that would hurt Iraq's fledgling democracy.

The 39-year-old Jordanian-born terrorist had eluded U.S. and Iraqi authorities for years, often mocking them with recorded messages and videotapes.

Militant Islamic Web sites quickly posted his messages, bringing terrorism to cyberspace and reinforcing his support among Islamists.

In October 2004, al-Zarqawi pledged his allegiance to al Qaeda founder Osama bin Laden, and renamed his group al Qaeda in Iraq. (Watch how al-Zarqawi rose to power -- 2:50)

With the insurgency spreading, the United States grew more determined to catch or kill the Jordanian-born militant, and increased his bounty to $25 million -- equal to bin Laden's.

"This guy, Zarqawi, has sworn his allegiance to bin Laden. He's declared his intentions," President Bush once said. "This is an enemy with no conscience, and they cannot be appeased."

Bin Laden's seal of approval
Most of al Qaeda in Iraq's attacks were against Iraq's Shiite majority.

There was an upsurge in car bombings in Iraq in late April 2005 after the transitional national assembly chose a new Cabinet. It was the worst spike of attacks since the U.S.-led push against militants in Falluja the previous fall.

Al-Zarqawi sought Osama bin Laden's seal of approval, and got it. Bin Laden called him "the prince of al Qaeda in Iraq."

Al-Zarqawi's network was blamed for the 2003 suicide bombing of U.N. headquarters in Baghdad that killed Sergio Vieira de Mello, the U.N. envoy to Iraq, and 21 other people.

Counterterrorism and intelligence officials believe al-Zarqawi forged links with terrorist groups in many other countries, including his native Jordan, where he admitted to the November 11, 2005, triple hotel bombings in Amman that killed 60 people and injured scores, mostly Jordanians.

Jordanian courts have convicted and sentenced al-Zarqawi in absentia.

In December 2005, he was sentenced to death by hanging for a failed suicide bombing at the al-Karama border crossing between Jordan and Iraq. In March, he received 15 years in prison for a plot to attack the Jordanian Embassy in Iraq.

A court handed him a death sentence for the October 2002 assassination of Laurence Foley, with the U.S. Agency for International Development, and convicted him in a December 1999 "millennium" plot against Jordanian hotels.

U.S. and Iraqi forces came close to capturing al-Zarqawi several times. In December 2005, Hussain Kamal, Iraq's deputy minister of interior, admitted that Iraqi security forces had al-Zarqawi in custody in 2004, but released him because they didn't know who he was.

His luck ran out on Wednesday, when he was killed by a coalition airstrike on what was supposed to be a safe house in Baquba.

Finding Allah in prison
Al-Zarqawi's story began in neighboring Jordan, in the working-class city of Zarqa. The young militant, originally named Ahmad Fadil al-Khalailah, later turned the name of his hometown into an alias.

A troubled youth, al-Zarqawi drank -- a taboo in Islam. Then he found Allah, and made his way to Afghanistan in 1989 to do jihad against the Soviets. It's not clear if he ever saw combat, but when he returned to Jordan years later, his aim was clear: overthrowing the government of King Hussein in favor of an Islamic state.

Soon he was in a Jordanian prison, where he emerged as a leader among militants. Freed in an amnesty, he once again went to Afghanistan where he ran a training camp.

Al-Zarqawi fled to Iraq after the U.S.-led attack in Afghanistan and soon made a name for himself as one of the insurgent leaders.

It was after the U.S. invasion and the downfall of Saddam Hussein that al-Zarqawi emerged as a major terrorist figure in Iraq.

In February 2003, al-Zarqawi's name was mentioned on a worldwide stage for the first time, associated with Iraq, when then-Secretary of State Colin Powell appeared before the U.N. Security Council to make his case for the U.S. invasion of Iraq.

Iraq, Powell said, was harboring al-Zarqawi's terrorist network, a "collaborator of Osama bin Laden and his al Qaeda lieutenants."

CNN's Debra Krajnak, Henry Schuster, Nic Robertson, Jamie McIntyre and Mike Boettcher contributed to this report.

They found another magic bullet that will, like all the others, turn into a cluster bomb! When will we learn!

Al-Zharqawi Reincarnated

Redneck Farms, Kentucky, June 8 (IBS) : Mr. Nom Dorn, the owner of the Redneck farms, a funny looking fat, tall man and a recent convert to New Age Quantum Spirituality stated that this morning one of his black Angus cows, who has been a virgin all of her life and had an immaculate conception in the recent past, gave birth to a handsome, healthy, black Angus calf that he swears by Shiva – one of his new gods - is the reincarnation of Al- Zharqawi. At the time of birth, Mr. Nom Dorn was trying to help the little fella stand up on its feet by drying all the slimy goo covering its body. Hardly did the little fella stand up, right it went goring down Mr. Nom Dorn.

Mr. Dorn was so shocked he called his new guru on the West coast to report this bizarre behavior of the little handsome looking black Angus calf. His guru consulted his holy books and made a birth chart of the little fella by placing all the planets in 3 columns and 3 rows on a piece of paper. After much pondering, using all the accumulated wisdom of the South East, the guru called Mr Dorn back to confirm that, indeed, the little bull was the reincarnation of Al-Zharqawi who is now in the paradise “lying on a couch, having a menage a trois, while 69 other virgins wait impatiently in line!!” Exactly as the convert Nom Dorn had envisioned.

The baby bull, its holy mother cow, the bull owner and his new spiritual, long sought after guru, are all doing fine at the moment. You will be keep you posted as soon as new pictures and news arrive at the Spiritual Headquarters of this site and are OKed for release by the head honchos.

Bagwad...you are hilarious!! I haven't laughed that hard for a while. I hand it out...I'll take it! I just can't wait for the pictures....

norm

I've been in the office all day, and i've spent way too much time on here....so I'd better get out of here and make it a profitable day!!

Dear Dave,
Ref ur post # 77, Hope you and Patzi are thoroughly enjoying your big day. If she liked my blog so much then you two gotta post your percentage mix of Love and Knowledge on that blog....take it to 300! Btw, what's the all time record here? Is that in sight? lol.

And if you still live around Southern California, then let me tell you some classified piece of info: Ravi lives in your neighbourhood. His profile: Mid-early fifties, lives alone, not working (obviously), Indian origin (not red Indian but Indian). Weakness: love for poetry, translations. Hates: God & Humans. Loves: No one

If I ever decide to bump him off I might ask you to be my hitman. LOL.

Cheers!
Navin

Angie, this is the answer to your question.

Hypertension can if untreated cause many life threatening problems, such as, myocardial infarction (heart attack), left ventricular hypertrophy (enlargement of the left ventricle, or the chamber of heart from where the great artery aorta arises), Stroke or cerebro-vascular hemorrhage (bleeding in the brain), chronic renal failure (kidney failure).

Angie God bless you. I wrote the worst case scenario. It depends upon how high the blood pressure is and a whole lot of other factors.

Take care.

Poetry Corner - Poetry of Love

You put me on fire, my woman

O woman of my desires
You put me on fires of passion
To have you in my arms
And love you, love you always

Your face like two pomegranates halves
Your derriere like round water-melons
Your breasts like two loving doves
You put me on fire, my woman

My groins burn in wanting you
My arms desire in embracing you
My lips desire to be on your lips
Kissing you, Kissing you always

O meu amor de meus sonhos
O mi amor de mis sueños
O my love of my dreams
O mon amour de mes rêves
O il mio amore dei miei sogni
I love you, I love you

My thirst for you is never ending
The more I get you
The more I want you
I want to have you all in me
To be eternally one with you

I want you my darling
Yo le quiero mi querido
Eu quero meu encantador
Je vous veux mon cheri
La voglio il mio darling
Yes my darling, I want you
I desire you
Desire you always

~Ravi Kopra
http://ravikopra.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-put-me-on-fire-my-woman.html
(Edited)

Your poetry has inspired me to post a few of mine(blush.)

LOVE'S LAMP

"Will he still love me;
When the pretty innocence
and virginal desires of one so young;

fade;

Replacing all such, for the burning passions
of womanhood(a small sacrifice);
for the greatest gift (of true beauty)

as rare as love itself,

The maturity!

Will he turn from me one day,
and sail in troubled waters;
longing for the sweet innocence?

Promising to forsake all others,
will his eye's roam, his thoughts wander
and find the innocence in another,

who's maturing beauties are of only that;

she does not know him?

Will he see that, and be mine;

Forever?

I will take the chance!

Author: DD Sonnenburg - June 1998

WHEN SHE SAID, "YES!"

When she said, "yes!"

Did she really mean, yes?

Or, was her heart,
simply gasping for breath?

Did she once,
open her eyes to gaze in haste?

Nay, she savoured every moment,
drinking love's sweet kiss,
on the lips of her groom.

When she said, "yes!"

Did she really mean, yes?

Oh yes! Oh yes!

Author: DD Sonnenburg - January 27-1994

The poetry here, has quite inspired me, to post two of my own personal two favorites, to once again wish David a wonderful birthday today!

A poem for you David & Patzi(because you are One!)

A GIFT

For all the past has given me,
For all the glances at destiny,
For lessons learned through discipline
For dreams un-dreamed, oh I have learned;

For all I have done,
In all I have seen,
You my friends,
Are a Gift,
To me.

Author: DD Sonnenburg-January 11, 1998

Bappy Hirthday! A friend, is a Gift, we give to ourselves(wink.)

North

How contributors want to express themselves, here's my take on few -

1. Gotham Chopra - I am cool and I love talking and getting some fun and humour -- show me love

2. Kavitha Chabbar - I am the story teller, I am serious but I love having fun - show me what you got and tell me your story?

3. Mallika Chopra - I am good too.. I love my family and I am a Queen in my own right, I love having a conversation - show me attention

4. Shekar Kapur - I am the thinker.. listen to my thoughts, are they fascinating? Do you think the same way - I think and do you agree?

5. Suchitra Krishnamoorthi - I am creative - see my art - Can you create the way I do? - show me some sharing

5. Anouradha Bakshi - I am love - I just love Uppal so much that I can't keep it to myself - see how love can change - show me love and appreciation

6. Bandula Jayasekara - I am the patriot. I love my country - show me how much you do

7. Deepak Chopra - I am (read my posts, I just like you the way you are and you have a point)

Dear North,I wanted to thank you for all of your work to help celebrate David’s birthday. Since last week, when I risked the unthinkable, to “so slyly”:) slip the accurate date of David’s birth to you, I know how many hours you have spent creating beautiful artistic visions! It left you little time to do anything else. I truly appreciate all that you have given, of your time and talent.I particularly enjoyed your poem, The Gift. I truly consider my friends as precious gifts! And that certainly includes those I’ve “met” through the intentblog. I have gained so much through those who communicate here.
Thanks again, North, for adding so much color to David’s birthday. Love, Patzi

Dr. Geeta,

Thank you and God bless!

Love, Angie.

AWw Shucks Patzi... just happy to make you both smile! To me, Birthday's and Anniversary's are so special. I love to spoil people on them two occassion's; I hope I didn't embarass ya's both none, with all the fuss!!

When does the B.DAy party start tonight? Major rain off and on here in sheets, so may lose connection. Patzi, you mention in your EM, some parts of the USA are in black-out? Just thought I'd mention it, in case you and Dave can't make it ONLine tonight!

Just, don't you gobble that two-flavoured cake now, ya hear? (wink)

Love, North

Hi North, Just the area I live in had some type of a power outage today. We’re back on now. Knock on wood! :) Love, Patzi

Right on, Patzi!!

David, The Flannel Magi,

"Your painted smile hides you stiil

While you search yourself within

Yesterday and tomorrows found

Fused as one upon solid ground

As all around the milling crowd

Confuse themselves with raging sounds

And their loves forgetfullness abounds

So be thankful for your greasepaint clown

If loneliness wears the crown

Of the VETEREN COSMIC ROCKER"

.

The lights go down

The stage is set

The man in the wings breaks out in sweat

A backstage joker spiked his Coke

While the dressing room was full of smoke

A crowd of fools got him high

He's afraid he's gonna die

He's the apple of their eye

.

He steps into the remaining light

The crowd goes wild

He's outta sight

Arms held high in the sign of peace

His manager signed the one night lease

The house is full getting high

He's afraid he's gonna die

He's the apple of their eye

.....(He struts, he strolls)
.....(His love is rock'n roll)

He's the VETEREN COSMIC ROCKER!!!

The Moody Blues

"Long Distant Voyager" 1981

Happy Birhday, Day Tripper!

"Gemini Dream" coming up...Me2

Knights in White Satin,
Never reaching the end,
letters are written,
never meaning
to send...

Absolutely LOVE the Moody Blues-and seldom listen to them enough! thanks for the trip down memory lane Keith; I go back so far-I'm in front of me(Sir McCartney)

North

Dear Keith,
You are a gemini's dream come true,
and I can say that, because ....
Me2.

Love you,
~ Kate

Hi Hypocrite,
You really have made me smile, and
I hope I can meet you
some day
soon.
~ Kate

The Man of La Munchies,

"Long time no see

Short time for you and me

So fine, so good

We're on the road

Like you knew we would

.

First night, so long

A state of mind

What can go wrong

We're here, the time is right

To rock'n roll

Right through the night

.

Stage fright, candle light

You can't let go

Tonight's the night

Came back for you

Glad to see

That you came too

.

There's a place, a Gemini dream

There's no escaping from the love we have seen

So come with me, turn night to day

You're gonna wake up

You know you're gonna wake up in a Gemini dream

.

Turned round to see

Where we've been

And what we believe

In life, love

Take a chance

See it through

You'll be glad

That you came too

.

Living it

Believing it

Wanting it

Make it work out

Make it work

Make it work out

For each other tonight!

.

There's a place, a Gemini dream

There's no escaping from the love we have seen

So come with me, turn night to day

You're gonna wake up

You know you're gonna wake up in a Gemini dream"

Ditto! Gentleman and ladies.........Start your engines!!!

Cyber-Sweet Cakes,

"Sweet"

Dip into the sweets,

Frolic round the gamut,

Stir.

Bake in the fire!

Exhaust to completion.

Emote to release.

Yes, you may have seconds,

if there are any left.

Me2 2/14/2002

Where is THE MAN???

I must get to bed,

check ya in the morn, Dave

P.S. Kate, North, Sans, Geeta, Kristin, Heather, Patzi, Ruth, Craig, Ron, Norm, Hypocrite, no-name, Yogi-wan, Bhaggywan, Raviwan, Naraad, Navin, Marek, Scott, Amba-Steve, Mallica, Kavita, Deepak, Gotham, Pallavi, Rahul and more...

ALL say "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"!!! Tardo! Me-1-2

Hypocrite,

What, u trying to win over our girl Kate, or what? Now she longs to meet you. Well, i am feeling a little perturbed, i must admit, so am going to start packing my tent for the next outdoor sleep over. And am bringing lots and lots of goodies in my big bag! And some whiskey, too! Candles? Of course!

Whohahahahahahaha....!!!!!

Hypocrite: I've much enjoyed your many succinct and concise posts, yet always tinged with the humor that verifies the saying: "If you want to tell the truth about a thing, do it in a joke, with humor!"

You could say nothing that means more to me than being recognized, at least by some, as a "peacemaker!" Thank You--keep those most-excellent posts coming--your friend, and "fellow-hypocrite," Dave

Sincere wishes for somebody who makes people feel better!

Happy Birthday David.

Poetry of Rumi - From Lust to Love

Be fair, love is righteousness.
The fault lies
in your wickedness.

You call lust as love.
From lust to love,
the road is reach-less.

~Rumi
Translated by Ravi Kopra

*****

Original in Persian:

Ènsâf bedeh ke èshq nikôkâr ást,
Zân-ást khelal ke tab' bad kerdâr ást.

Tô shahvat-e khish râ laqab èshq nahai,
Áz shahvat tâ èshq rah besyâr ást.

~Rumi, Ruba’ie 175

Ènsâf bedeh = Be fair, be just
Ke = That, which
Èshq = Love
Nikôkâr =Righteous
Ást = Is
Zân-ást = Originally was "Áz Ân", means lies in
Khelal = Fault, disorder, flaw
Tab' = Nature, here means yourself
Bad Kerdâr = Wicked
Tô = You
Shahvat = Passion, lust
Khish = Your
Râ = Particle suffixed to a noun or pronoun as a sign of the definite
direct object.
Laqab nahi = You name, you call, claim
Áz = From
Tâ = Till
Rah besyâr ást = It is an expression for something far from reach.

The Tempestuous play moves into the open grounds.

NAVIBAN: “This is as strange a maze as ever men tread
And there is in this business more than nature
Was ever conduct of: some oracle
Must rectify my emotions.”

HYPOCRITON: “my maStar,
Do not infest your mind with beating on
The strangeness of this business; at the chosen leisure
Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you,
Which to you shall seem probable, of every
These happened accidents; till then, be cheerful
And think of each thing well.”

“ Come Heather, spirit:
Set the companions free;
Untie the spell.”

“How fares my gracious friend?
There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads that you remember not.”

KEITHIO: “Every man shift for all the rest, and
let no man take care for himself; for all is
but fortune. Cragio, bully-monster, cragio!”

SRACHIN: “If these be true spies which I wear in my head,
here's a goodly sight.”

OMORON: “Ha, ha!
What things are these, my friend?
Will money buy 'em?”

SRACHIN: “Very like; one of them
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.”

HYPOCRITON: “Mark but the badges of these men, my maStar,
Then say if they be not true. This aging knower,
Your critic, and the other who is so strong
That could control the mood, make flows and reasons,
And deal with command with power but gives humble advice.
These three have robb'd you; and this demi-devil(?)
For he has noname--had plotted with them
To expose you. Two of these fellows you
Must know and grow and own; this thing of darkness!
Acknowledge mine.”

MAREKIOUS: “Nay, but to live
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stew’d in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty…”
KATANGELA: “O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day;
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away.”

PS: eerors galore

the spell's not yet untied, and patience is required; the chick will do as bid, and then awaits her charge so omnes can exuent - and then, oh brave new world...

Poetry Corner - Hilly Billy Cretin Keith

Reith, the hilly-billy wife
of hilly-billy hubby cretin Keith
is so honest and so innocent.

The other day I called to find
how the hilly-billy Keith was.
"He hasn't been doing fine lately.

He took laxatives yesterday
and since this morning,
has been shitting up a storm constantly."
She said so innocently.

~Ogden Lash

Dear Diablo,
It's true, Hypocrite has made me laugh - and it has been said, I have a joyous laugh, which I will readily share with you.
Somehow I feel, the playwrights among us, shall tease us about our tryst. But, I don't care. You have captured my heart.
~ Kate

Kate,

Seems like our Hypo has too much free time on his hands....may a girlfiend in his life cause him to divert all that energy elsewhere, more productively? A playright...playboy?

..........................................................................................................................................................hahahahahahaha....

Marek and Omar: U2, from Me2-two, too! (with Keith--friends, all of us here, and then so many more "elsewhere")--Dave

Narad, That was pitiful! Party-pooper Crown goes

to you, you love ruining the moment.

Don't give the girls here the idea that I'm married,

I'm not! Twice divoriced if you need more to rail about.

.

Dave, Sorry our paths didn't cross, let us circle round...

.

Hypocrite, That was the message to wait for? If it

refered to something, I missed it. I'm no research

professional, I only know how to blog. Almost

always I speak from memory. If I read...and it's

important, I figure my brain will record it.

You are smarter than you let on...way to bait the trap!

Gotta work, Friday...yee-haw!

Luvs from the mole hill, Keith

Keith: Got a story I want to tell you, about the song, "Gemini Dream" (and then, one, an old album of theirs, called "Every Good Boy Deserves Favor).

Instead of writing it last night, I called Patzi, real late, and told her briefly about it--sooo.....it would be for both of you--and anyone else who wants to "start their engines," or ride along with us, in a 1962 two-seater ("she" can sit in the middle--"she" being the feminine spirit who brings balance), starting in the early spring of 1979. Talk to you later--Dave

good morning, this morning!

Rain, rain and more rain! Been having quite the rain-storm the past couple days! wow!

Stopped me from doing some downtown stuff; so off to do that now; and then over to Mom's to clean her place up; b/c it's her b/day on Sunday(73) so it will be all sparkly all weekend for visitors!

Now to go find my bright orange rain-coat, and umbrella(broken) for the lovely walky...

have a great day everyone!!

TGIF!!

North

The Tempestuous play moves into the open grounds.

NAVIN: “This is as strange a maze as ever men tread
And there is in this business more than nature
Was ever conduct of: some oracle
Must rectify my emotions.”

HYPOCRITE: “my maStar,
Do not infest your mind with beating on
The strangeness of this business; at the chosen leisure
Which shall be shortly, single I'll resolve you,
Which to you shall seem probable, of every
These happened accidents; till then, be cheerful
And think of each thing well.”

“ Come Heather, spirit:
Set the companions free;
Untie the spell.”

“How fares my gracious friend?
There are yet missing of your company
Some few odd lads that you remember not.”

KEITH: “Every man shift for all the rest, and
let no man take care for himself; for all is
but fortune. Cragio, bully-monster, cragio!”

SACHIN: “If these be true spies which I wear in my head,
here's a goodly sight.”

OMAR: “Ha, ha!
What things are these, my friend?
Will money buy 'em?”

SACHIN: “Very like; one of them
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.”

HYPOCRITE: “Mark but the badges of these men, my maStar,
Then say if they be not true. This aging knower,
Your critic, and the other who is so strong
That could control the mood, make flows and reasons,
And deal with command with power but gives humble advice.
These three have robb'd you; and this demi-devil(?)
For he has noname--had plotted with them
To expose you. Two of these fellows you
Must know and grow and own; this thing of darkness!
Acknowledge mine.”

MAREK: “Nay, but to live
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stew’d in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty…”
KATE: “O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day;
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away.”

PS: eerors galore

114. Posted by Hypocrite on June 8, 2006 10:16 PM

Poetry Corner - Poetry on Finding Women

Later he called back to say,
he wasn't married, he was free.
He's looking for young women here,
that woman is all hoary.

That's how it came to dawn upon everyone:
Anyone on the net that nods to him,
he thinks that has to be a woman.
How sicko, how sicko! Be wary.

A friend of those who act the same.
Anyone who posts a comment for them,
they want to know he's a man or a woman,
how old, how young? With photo anyone?

~ Ogden Lash

Poetry Corner - Truth Finally Prevails

Now he admits he is stupid,
A smart aleck he couldn’t be.
All his life has been a sham,
Truth came to him as a wham!

All that mix of wisdom and love,
Was but a front to hide stupidity.
Now if he lives to his words,
He’s free. He needs no spirituality.

Perhaps one day his gurus too will learn,
but they're clever enough to cast the spells.
Your brain is washed with new age thoughts
of love, peace and quantum consciousness -
All facade. All talks with lies fraught.

~Ogden Lash

Dear Narad,
Come and fall into Love with Me, and we will Arise in Love and we will be as One.
You do not need a guru, nor your masterful words, bring your eyes and your heart,
I will do the rest.
~ Kate

Dear anomynous eeuh..Narad Muni, whatever,

"The Highest Thought is always that thought which contains joy.
The Clearest Words are those words which contain truth.
The Grandest Feeling is that feeling which you call love."
Neale Donald Walsch

No more games boy
So what ya saying
Beat the beatness
Cos Donnie ain't playin
Witness the quickness
As I kick this
I'm on a mission
So listen as I dismiss
All this negativity by takin a stand
Cos I'm one bad brother from the bean town land
No sell out
So get the hell out
We do it our way
Who gives a damn about what critics say
Said we wouldn't last
Said our time will pass
In just a flash
But we're still kicking ass
The DONNIE
The WAHL to the BERG
That's funky
And now the games must cease
And to the non-believers I say peace
Stop playin those games
Boy
Huh-huh
Ahh Yeah
Uh huh Uh huh
Yeah
Whooah

Ain't it funky
We don't need your games
Uh-huh
We don't need your games
Word em up
We don't need your games
That's right
Stop playin those games
- New Kids On The Block

Love, Passion!
No more games is about positivity
And positivity is not about being soft
It's about being smart
Peace

Wormwood,

"Hell Ain't A Bad Place To Be" AC/DC

.

"I never read it in a book,

I never saw it on a show,

but I heard it in the alley

on a weird radio,

'If you wanna know a secret,

you got to promise not to tell.

If you wanna get to Heaven,

You got to raise a little Hell'!

I never thought it'd be so easy,

never thought it'd be so fun,

but I heard it in the alley,

now I got it on the run.

If you wanna see an angel,

you got to find it where it dwells.

If you wanna get to Heaven,

you got to raise a little Hell!"

OZARK MOUNTAIN DAREDEVILS

Dear Auntie North,

I thought you were going away for the summer to clear your head and deal with some pesonal matters. I was sad