Ahira's Hangar

Well, Damelon, they DO call it the Windy City! Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell<i></i>

For the love of God!!!! It's snowing out!! I hope it doesn't accumulate... He whose desires have been throttled,
who is independent of root,
whose pasture is emptiness-
signless and free-
his path is as unknowable
as the of birds across the heavens.
Dhammapada (93) <i></i>

We have about a foot on the ground from saturday, and getting naother four inches today. My car looks like a great big snowdrift out in the driveway.

I think when I go to work this afternnon, I'll have to go out about an hour early and clean it off with a broom or something! Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell<i></i>

better you than me. we just got a dusting on the ground here. still too frikkin' cold, tho. <i>Edited by: Sylvanus at: 2/24/03 1:09:16 pm
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I bet... He whose desires have been throttled,
who is independent of root,
whose pasture is emptiness-
signless and free-
his path is as unknowable
as the of birds across the heavens.
Dhammapada (93) <i></i>

It's been cold this winter, but at least the Sun has been out on a fairly regular basis.

I can deal with the snow, I can deal with the cold, but the worst thing about this time of year is not seeing the Sun for 2 weeks at a time. It just gets depressing. And in that respect, at least, it hasn't been that bad. <i></i>

and (spontaneous Monday night party!) WoooooooHooooooooo! Thanks 4 the rain, sleet and snow guys!! It's so COOL finally having this strange thing called weather! In return I send u tons of good vibes 2 any tons of **goes 2 jukebox plays entire CD Animals by Pink Floyd!**(p.s. mhoram! congrats on ur 1000th post!!! Awesome!!!) And now Danlo looked in that direction, too. He remembered that snowy owls mate in the darkest part of deep winter, and so along with this beautiful white bird perched in a tree a hundred feet away, he turned to face the sea as he watched and waited.

Ahira, Ahira, he called out silently to the sky. Ahira, Ahira<i>Edited by: danlo60 at: 5/7/03 4:04:44 pm
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You..house-proud, town-mouse...haha, charade you are.... <i></i>

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
You gotta be able to pick up the easy meat
With your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking

And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know it's going to get harder, and harder and harder
As you get older
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south
Hide your head in the sand
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer

And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest
You have sown
And as fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And its too late to loose the weight
You used to need to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down, alone
Dragged down by the stone

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
If I don't stand on my own ground,
How can I find my own way out of this maze?

Deaf, dumb and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no one has a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do
Would be to isolate the winner
And everything's done under the sun
And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer

Who was born in a house full of pain
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel
Who was fitted with collar and chain
Who was given a seat in the stand
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home
Who was ground down in the end
Who was dragged down by the stone

And now Danlo looked in that direction, too. He remembered that snowy owls mate in the darkest part of deep winter, and so along with this beautiful white bird perched in a tree a hundred feet away, he turned to face the sea as he watched and waited.

Ahira, Ahira, he called out silently to the sky. Ahira, Ahira<i></i>

1000?? Ka-ching!! Wasn't ever aware... He whose desires have been throttled,
who is independent of root,
whose pasture is emptiness-
signless and free-
his path is as unknowable
as the of birds across the heavens.
Dhammapada (93) <i></i>

just past 200 - I've got a ways to go ...... <i></i>

way to go Mhoram!!

a cool 1000!! now thats one heck of an achievement!! 'Smoke me a kipper .. I'll be back for breakfast!

'health and healing<i></i>

A thousand posts is very impressive. You'll have your work cut out for you getting ahead of him Lord Sky!

Guess what?? The sun came out today!! And it might even get up to twenty!! It's gorgeous out!! Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell<i></i>

lol That's how we feel up here sometimes...

Well, Sky, I'll NEVER get past you on KW!! He whose desires have been throttled,
who is independent of root,
whose pasture is emptiness-
signless and free-
his path is as unknowable
as the of birds across the heavens.
Dhammapada (93) <i></i>

Drinks are on Earthy - the sun's out here too, Duchess & we hit 25 deg. - (quarter in jukebox - 'Heatwave' - Martha & the Vandella's). Supposed to hit mid 30's tomorrow!!! It was -6 this morning - dam that's cold!!! You know it's cold when you take a deep breath & you nose hairs freeze!!!

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