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"I act like a man of thought and I think like a man of action."
"I have a high art, I hurt with cruelty those that would damage me."
-Jack Mahogoff
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And I suspect, deep within the recesses of your own silence, your own femininity, somewhere under that film on the surface of the ocean, that seemingly unconquerable layer of Maya, lies many, perhaps even you, who agree. ;)
-Jack Mahogoff
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And it is here that I saw the vision and the riddle of which I spoke. Silence is, full of the world, all of it, not just my shangralla. My life is good, and as you well know, not true for an increasing majority. You, my number two, are not lost, do not go unheard, are not without bliss and healing. Love and wisdom. And it is because of this, Love and Wisdom, that others consider it duty, to fight.
-Jack Mahogoff
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I've seen the little things also. The insects and creatures of varying colors, sizes, and of different rankings according to my concern. Some think it's there home. Some know it is. I might describe the soil and rock. The dizzying of heights. But that which is highest, first on my list, the craziest of all, the SILENCE.
-Jack Mahogoff
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I could relay the blazing Californication sun. The storms, so full of vitality that they seem spawned in the underworld, and destined to deliver you to Valhalla. I've seen the trees breaking, snow burying, water gushing, nature gnawing.
-Jack Mahogoff
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I could tell of the endless stream of deer and the bear who peer from the shadows. Of the varied birds and in particular, Hugin and Munin, two old friends. I could speak of the running water, the sometimes unrecognizable sounds, the deep midnight blackness where you are quite sure you are alone in the world.
-Jack Mahogoff
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I could tell you of the little cats we feed. Of my dog and his foolishness. The hugh pines swaying in the brisk breeze. The squirrels who laugh and chatter while I'm busting my ass chopping wood and seemingly get off throwing their pine cone leavings at me.
-Jack Mahogoff
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Sometimes the Ridiculous is the ONLY choice-sand
Indeed. I am in firm agreement with you.
It was my eyes of course, you are all aware that I live in the middle of nowhere which is somewhere in the Northern Sierra. And tis true that the pockets of life experiences are varied. But I wasn't seeing only that which I wished to see, that which brings me comfort, but that which must be seen.
-Jack Mahogoff
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Sometimes the Ridiculous is the ONLY choice.
-sand
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Yesterday- ourtside THIS window> Honey BEE sipping from Peach Blossoms.
(chemical free acre here)
-sand
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Choked on the air and smells. Sickened by everything I saw and heard, I closed my eyes and went within and muttered to myself. Bring me a higher Love. NOTHING ON THE STREET LOOKS ANY DIFFERENT TO ME.
-Jack Mahogoff
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Zar- is it the street or Your eyes ? The pockets of life experiences is varied.
-sand
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*♥ (¯`♥´¯)♥*( cut and pasted from Friend Kim and a different site )
-sand
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I took your advise #2. I moseyed across the street. Saw a drug dealer. A bag lady(someones MOM). Heard someone scream in the alley. Heard sobbing from a window. Prayers to God from some homeless children. Choked on the air and smells. Sickened by everything I saw and heard, I closed my eyes and went within and muttered to myself. Bring me a higher Love.
NOTHING ON THE STREET LOOKS ANY DIFFERENT TO ME.
-Jack Mahogoff
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You are mistaken, my young friend. It is a matter of priorities. And their is ONE truth, and the ONE truth is right on top, at number ONE.
-Jack Mahogoff
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Yes, of course. I'll take that apple. Thank you. Ryuk
-Jack Mahogoff
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