Quote: "You're a parrot, who learned to cack-a-daddle-dooo, that's who."
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Eggs, parrot or rooster eggs, I dont care, Im going to go microwave some eggs with cheese on top.

Quote: "So who is Polly and what is the cracker for?? "
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Polly ?  Thats Shaynes girlfriend, aka: David.

I used to be on the email with her too.  She told me she had some *very personal* emails with Shayne that she didnt want to tell me about. I think they were having cyber sex, from what she said.

She sent me some naked pictures, along with some candies at Xmas.  I wonder who they were of ?  Not David, thats for sure, considering her crack.  I shared some pictures with her on the Kodak website, and got a confirmation that my pictures had been shared with David at her email address. 

on the internet you can never be sure who you are communicating with.

In Tokyo in the Meiji era there lived two prominent teachers of opposite characteristics. One, Unsho, an instructor in Shingon, kept Buddha's precepts scrupulously. He never drank intoxicants, nor did he eat after eleven o'clock in the morning. The other teacher, Tanzan, a professor of philosophy at the Imperial University, never observed the precepts. Whenever he felt like eating, he ate, and when he felt like sleeping in the daytime he slept.

One day Unsho visited Tanzan, who was drinking wine at the time, not even a drop of which is suppposed to touch the tongue of a Buddhist.

"Hello, brother," Tanzan greeted him. "Won't you have a drink?"

"I never drink!" exclaimed Unsho solemnly.

"One who does not drink is not even human," said Tanzan.

"Do you mean to call me inhuman just because I do not indulge in intoxicating liquids!" exclaimed Unsho in anger. "Then if I am not human, what am I?"

"A Buddha," answered Tanzan.

as if

Who am I? you can get an excellent verbal answer from someone like Ken Wilber who will say I am ever-present brilliant clarity, I am the witness of the moment to moment arising of everything, I am choiceless awareness, I am Big Mind or Big Heart or big whatever. But after reading all these definitions are we really any the wiser (literally) ? I don’t think so necessarily.

It’s something each of us has to find out for ourselves in meditation, not because Ken Wilber - or anyone else for that matter - said it who’s practised every kind of meditation and therapy and written a load of books and is called the Einstein of Consciousness.  

Orange juice coming out my nose when I read this ... hahaha

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When I was emailing back and forth with Polly, she told me she was moving to a better neighborhood after some street toughs had followed her home from a pub yelling taunts at her, telling her to suck their ass pipes and such, threatening to beat her up.

It made no sense to me that such an attractive young woman as I had seen in her pictures would encounter such abuse, what kind of place was Scotland anyway,

until Kodak clued me in that my pics were sent to a *David* at her email address,

and then it came together and I thought, *Ah, now I get it*.

I cant blame Shayne for having cyber sex with her, I was tempted too,

but the Spirit would not allow me to. 

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Beauty can take away the sane and leave a babbling man wanting ...
Sure, I understand. Another episode, another life, another day ... just more stuff
Sometimes these memories comes back to haunt us if we aren't ready for it.
It is a tough thing to do ... to disconnect feelings to a memory .. thus releasing any power the memory might have had ...

Sorry, just babbling ... haha

That sounds like something Polly would say.

Who am I? The old chestnut.

My true self is the part of me (of all of us) that is not finite. The one without the name tag (on the toe or the ear it doesn't matter) :) .

The answer to the question is the same for all of us. And it has nothing to do with ‘identity.’

It’s come :   Get back, JoJo ….