The symphony of the human spirit

ThirdOutOfFive wrote:Thank you. I needed that.

I second that emotion!

Stunningly beautiful photos and heartfelt poetry. Thank you.

Those are some great Photos Carbonman

Hi CarbonMan

Beautiful pictures and beautiful prose !

Thank you

and I will never forget your timeless post not long ago -

Postby carbonman on Wed Oct 12, 2011 3:36 pm

Going the other direction:

I'm a computer tech.

I was asked to write a mission statement for my job. I wrote:

I fix stuff.

They asked that I be more specific. I wrote
:
I fix computer stuff.

They were not amused.

Priceless !



Mars

Beautiful pictures and beautiful prose!

Truly astonishing when you consider their source.

Postby carbonman:

I was asked to write a mission statement for my job. I wrote:

I fix stuff.

They asked that I be more specific. I wrote

I fix computer stuff.

Now I'm deeply suspicious: I this for real? An IT fix-it guy, with:

1. A great eye for composition and photographic artistry

2. Can write zen koan style poetic prose.

3. A very dry wit and sense of humor.

Common, Mars, be serious.

This post a pure chick honey-pot.

Carbon-man is probably carbon-dating restedgal or ems via skype as we speak.

roc

Or not.

Great stuff, carbonman.

rocklin wrote:Truly astonishing when you consider their source.
roc

One day as Manjusri stood outside the gate,
the Buddha called to him, "Manjusri, Manjusri, why do you not enter?"
Manjusri replied, "I do not see myself as outside. Why enter?"

carbonman wrote: One day as Manjusri stood outside the gate,
the Buddha called to him, "Manjusri, Manjusri, why do you not enter?"
Manjusri replied, "I do not see myself as outside. Why enter?"

Buddha, smiled softly, bowed deeply.

Turned and walked away.

Inside the temple, a disciple approached Buddha, asking why Manjusri was not following him.

Buddha murmured:

"If a wise man wishes to stand in the rain all night to make a rather semantic point, f*ck him, he's welcome to it"

rocklin wrote:

carbonman wrote: One day as Manjusri stood outside the gate,
the Buddha called to him, "Manjusri, Manjusri, why do you not enter?"
Manjusri replied, "I do not see myself as outside. Why enter?"

Buddha, smiled softly, bowed deeply.

Turned and walked away.

Inside the temple, a disciple approached Buddha, asking why Manjusri was not following him.

Buddha murmured:

"If a wise man wishes to stand in the rain all night to make a rather semantic point, f*ck him, he's welcome to it"

But, said the disciple, you spent 6 years sitting under a tree,

Why is that any different.

Because, replied the Buddha,

Why stand when you can sit,

especially with my Deer Timber Extreme Comfort Cushion.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l38Owth-eqo

...

Carbonman, thanks for a fantastic post, wish I had your talent.

roc

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One day as Manjusri stood outside the gate,

the Buddha called to him, "Manjusri, Manjusri, why do you not enter?"

Manjusri replied, "I do not see myself as outside. Why enter?"

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Buddha smiled softly, bowed deeply.

Turned and walked away.

Inside the temple, a disciple approached Buddha, asking why Manjusri was not following him.

Buddha murmured:

"If a wise man wishes to stand in the rain all night to make a rather semantic point, f*ck him, he's welcome to it."

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Outside the gate, roiling dark clouds.

The sky opens, a torrent of rain heading down.

Beaming, Manjusri, raises his face and arms to the heavens, embracing the oncoming deluge.

He crys out, his voice shivering through the dark:

Buddha!. Do not be angry with the rain: it simply does not know how to fall upwards!


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Tears and Laughter all in one amazing thread! Thanks Guys!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-UNT3poCd6U

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIzIan0 ... re=related

Hi Roc

Well, maybe I could learn to wail, but not just yet................................

Have you ever thought that Vladimir Nabokov was having a joke with everybody, or just never did geography at school ?

http://goafrica.about.com/b/2009/09/14/ ... africa.htm

and you a movie buff and forgetting about Ava Gardner and Susan Hayward

cheers

Mars

mars wrote:Have you ever thought that Vladimir Nabokov was having a joke with everybody, or just never did geography at school

I believe it's called poetic license.

Do you have such a license?

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mars wrote:and you a movie buff and forgetting about Ava Gardner and Susan Hayward

Dearest Mars, imho, a "buff" eats ravenously (hence "buffet"), while a connoisseur ravenously tastes.

Surely you can discern the difference?

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Just as surely, you can't listen to / watch the divine Sisters of Mercy that are the Wailing Jennys . . .

Surely you can't review Carbonman's truly astonishing and transcendental images . . .

And wish to disturb the resultant sheltering silence by asking me anything?

A whispered: "What is the sound of one hand clapping?", perhaps.


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Cheers,

roc