Sunday Blessings

May you have
Enough happiness to make you sweet,
Enough trials to make you strong,
Enough sorrow to keep you human,
Enough hope to make you happy.

Heat And Light

It is interesting but unfortunate that light and heat are so mistaken.What we think is a knowing light is but a stifling heat.The friction of actionproduces a heat we take as accomplishmentAnd the more we accomplish the hotter we get.The heat is but the internal workings of image and obsession;the frantic pursuit of the goldwe dangle in front of our eyes.Why is it that when we burn outwe seek to renew the heatand never think to seek shade?There is another life waiting in the cool, listless shade.A life where accomplishment consists of nothing but staying cool.All that glitters is not gold.Much of it is the heat that we believe is light.Forget about regulating the heat;Life flows in the cool, clear pasture of solitude.

http://www.tatfoundation.org/forum.htm#4

Cloud of Illusion

"We live in a cloud of illusions and rarely realize that we are spinning this web of fiction for all the hours and days of our lives, unless we are fortunate or unfortunate enough to die slowly. Perhaps slow death may be the only moments of reality for the total life of many earthlings. Because the dying person is forced to face the fact that he is about to become zero."

Love

Love
Common love is an illusion,It wants us to possess that which gives us pleasure,It tells us to pursue the object of our desire,It does not see beyond itself.True love has no object, no goal:It is just love.The love where there is no "me"and "you" is the rest of humanity.Love that is not borne of selfTouches everything and yet nothing in particular.This all-encompassing loveFrees us from the confines of self.Once set free we can travel,Protected from the harshness of lifeCarried along on the wings of loveWe consume ourselves in its wondrous flame.
Larry Davis

http://www.tatfoundation.org/forum.htm#4

Cleaning House

I asked the Lord to tell me Why my house is such a mess. He asked if I'd been 'computering', And I had to answer "yes." He told me to get off my fanny And tidy up the house. And so I started cleaning up... The smudges off my mouse. I wiped and shined the topside. That really did the trick... I was just admiring my work... I didn't mean to 'click.' But click, I did, and oops I found A real absorbing site That I got SO way into... I was into it all night.<> Nothing's changed except my mouse It's very, very shiny. I guess my house will stay a mess... While I sit here on my hiney.