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~Lumminessa~
User ID: 70334001 United States 08/06/2016 09:12 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Is there a collective name for these people? Easing the Burden of the Mystery ... “Men argue. Nature acts.” ~Voltaire ~Stella Maris~*~Nurture Nature~ Just a Taste of Some of My Art: [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] I am not out to compete, I hope we all make it. Thread: Wild Horse Shenanigans - Management Into Extinction - UPDATED |
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~Lumminessa~
User ID: 70334001 United States 08/06/2016 09:32 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I find it very interesting you associate them with being Alien. Easing the Burden of the Mystery ... “Men argue. Nature acts.” ~Voltaire ~Stella Maris~*~Nurture Nature~ Just a Taste of Some of My Art: [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] I am not out to compete, I hope we all make it. Thread: Wild Horse Shenanigans - Management Into Extinction - UPDATED |
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User ID: 70334001 United States 08/06/2016 09:41 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I spend time in nature with a clear and still mind but cannot fathom any connection to the living things around me. How can I begin making this connection? Quoting: Anonymous Coward 159750 Easing the Burden of the Mystery ... “Men argue. Nature acts.” ~Voltaire ~Stella Maris~*~Nurture Nature~ Just a Taste of Some of My Art: [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] I am not out to compete, I hope we all make it. Thread: Wild Horse Shenanigans - Management Into Extinction - UPDATED |
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User ID: 70334001 United States 08/06/2016 09:42 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Maybe Earth is the Ark... Easing the Burden of the Mystery ... “Men argue. Nature acts.” ~Voltaire ~Stella Maris~*~Nurture Nature~ Just a Taste of Some of My Art: [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] I am not out to compete, I hope we all make it. Thread: Wild Horse Shenanigans - Management Into Extinction - UPDATED |
Kayluz rka
(OP) User ID: 1153502 United States 08/06/2016 09:43 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I spend time in nature with a clear and still mind but cannot fathom any connection to the living things around me. How can I begin making this connection? Quoting: Anonymous Coward 159750 Sorry this will be sorta convoluted. Whatever you get from it works fine though. I think the connection to nature is not just outer but inner. Many think meditation is a matter of annihilation and silence. I think meditation is an emotional connection that precedes thought. Understanding is the root of love. What you see outside yourself is only a mirror of what is within you. Are you connected to your own soul? And then, that your soul is a fragment of infinity, and that is greater then you are, but also liberates you from the illusion of what you think you should be. There is divinity everywhere. There is no wrong way to connect to nature. If it makes you smile it is sparking the eternal in you, and your consciousness resonates with your smile and so does that which lives around you. It is you. The dirt. The stars. You cannot fathom your connection; this is the beauty, you need not fathom it. It is unfathomable, beyond logic or reason. It cannot be ascertained by thought. Intuitively it is there, when you stop trying to reduce it to parts. Encompassing you is the sphere of the pleorama and you breathe out and it breathes in, and you breathe in and it breathes out, a dance of endless entropy that engenders the eternal. Even if you can't feel it, trust that it feels you. |
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(OP) User ID: 1153502 United States 08/06/2016 10:31 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | So they like gifteds, like them penned and caged. Instead of looking for them, they just put down some sweet fragrance and let the powerful spirits follow the scent. Careful, with them Eyes. There are some who are known to uhm, pluck eyes and feed them to crows. So... Here we are folks. Do you feel the quickening or is that just my beating heart? Oh well. |
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(OP) User ID: 1153502 United States 08/06/2016 10:37 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Glp here is some Blackvoid tavern Once upon a time, a race of fae was born in a glade called the eldaar. The fae harvested sap from the strange and luminous plants that grew in this glade. The sap brought them strange visions of worlds yet to be formed in places far from home and times long past or many eons to come. Quoting: otherplaceThe queen of the fae was named Rhea the Green Jade and her palace was esconced in the wooded halls of the pole oak which stretched high into the heavens up towards the stars. It was there that she tended to budding fruit with seeds so sweet it could turn your teeth to sugary glaze. Rhea's daughters mingled among the treefolk and the magicked woods. From the slyphs of the forest, they began to learn the arts of sculpture and craft. Weaving and whittling out of what was dead and dried in their precious glade, they carved out signs and sigils that would one day become the runes of the anglo. They wove the story of symbols into the lower chambers of the pole oak, and those symbols laid dormant once the fae were gone. None knew the story of their disappearance from the vale. Only the traces of their palace remained to speak for them, and the whispers immortalized by the canopy of leaves and treetops in the winds, who would murmer stories of the fae, and the luminous lands they'd tended. When the moon joined hands with the sun, the strange runes on the pole oak began to shimmer and glow. They beget a strange magick to the land, and geometry seemed to spire outward from all the things that grew in the hallowed sanctuary. Unfurling like a blossom, the first druid was born under the roots of the ruins of eldaar, and inscriped upon his forehead was a shining sapphire, the condensed ancestry of a long forgotten tribe...the speakers of eldaar, who knew the flower tongue.... |
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(OP) User ID: 1153502 United States 08/06/2016 10:55 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | after nirvana is a world where anything is possible. if you do really well being human you can be a star or a planet which is supposed to be awesome. If you don't get carried away. You think being a star is just being a floaty energy ball in space? Not really. Your consciousness is kaleidescopic and also not limited by bodily constraint. What you see when you look at the stars of planets is an imperfect rendition of human perceptual limitations. That doesnt mean you cant see it. You just have to use the erm Alien crown |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 68718261 Australia 08/06/2016 11:03 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | after nirvana is a world where anything is possible. if you do really well being human you can be a star or a planet which is supposed to be awesome. If you don't get carried away. Quoting: Kayluz rka You think being a star is just being a floaty energy ball in space? Not really. Your consciousness is kaleidescopic and also not limited by bodily constraint. What you see when you look at the stars of planets is an imperfect rendition of human perceptual limitations. That doesnt mean you cant see it. You just have to use the erm Alien crown |
~Lumminessa~
User ID: 70334001 United States 08/06/2016 11:16 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Well Quoting: Kayluz rka Glp here is some Blackvoid tavern Once upon a time, a race of fae was born in a glade called the eldaar. The fae harvested sap from the strange and luminous plants that grew in this glade. The sap brought them strange visions of worlds yet to be formed in places far from home and times long past or many eons to come. Quoting: otherplaceThe queen of the fae was named Rhea the Green Jade and her palace was esconced in the wooded halls of the pole oak which stretched high into the heavens up towards the stars. It was there that she tended to budding fruit with seeds so sweet it could turn your teeth to sugary glaze. Rhea's daughters mingled among the treefolk and the magicked woods. From the slyphs of the forest, they began to learn the arts of sculpture and craft. Weaving and whittling out of what was dead and dried in their precious glade, they carved out signs and sigils that would one day become the runes of the anglo. They wove the story of symbols into the lower chambers of the pole oak, and those symbols laid dormant once the fae were gone. None knew the story of their disappearance from the vale. Only the traces of their palace remained to speak for them, and the whispers immortalized by the canopy of leaves and treetops in the winds, who would murmer stories of the fae, and the luminous lands they'd tended. When the moon joined hands with the sun, the strange runes on the pole oak began to shimmer and glow. They beget a strange magick to the land, and geometry seemed to spire outward from all the things that grew in the hallowed sanctuary. Unfurling like a blossom, the first druid was born under the roots of the ruins of eldaar, and inscriped upon his forehead was a shining sapphire, the condensed ancestry of a long forgotten tribe...the speakers of eldaar, who knew the flower tongue.... Love that. I was raised believing in the Fae. Of course my name is rather Elfin as well, deriving from Oberon. Can you imagine my surprise when I chose my first mmorpg online which was Everquest II, the whole Eldaar story come to life. Now I ask, are you familiar with the Tuatha De Dannan at all? I recently read somewhere about a wind phenomena associated with them. Easing the Burden of the Mystery ... “Men argue. Nature acts.” ~Voltaire ~Stella Maris~*~Nurture Nature~ Just a Taste of Some of My Art: [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] [link to imgur.com] I am not out to compete, I hope we all make it. Thread: Wild Horse Shenanigans - Management Into Extinction - UPDATED |
Kayluz rka
(OP) User ID: 1153502 United States 08/06/2016 11:21 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Well Quoting: Kayluz rka Glp here is some Blackvoid tavern Once upon a time, a race of fae was born in a glade called the eldaar. The fae harvested sap from the strange and luminous plants that grew in this glade. The sap brought them strange visions of worlds yet to be formed in places far from home and times long past or many eons to come. Quoting: otherplaceThe queen of the fae was named Rhea the Green Jade and her palace was esconced in the wooded halls of the pole oak which stretched high into the heavens up towards the stars. It was there that she tended to budding fruit with seeds so sweet it could turn your teeth to sugary glaze. Rhea's daughters mingled among the treefolk and the magicked woods. From the slyphs of the forest, they began to learn the arts of sculpture and craft. Weaving and whittling out of what was dead and dried in their precious glade, they carved out signs and sigils that would one day become the runes of the anglo. They wove the story of symbols into the lower chambers of the pole oak, and those symbols laid dormant once the fae were gone. None knew the story of their disappearance from the vale. Only the traces of their palace remained to speak for them, and the whispers immortalized by the canopy of leaves and treetops in the winds, who would murmer stories of the fae, and the luminous lands they'd tended. When the moon joined hands with the sun, the strange runes on the pole oak began to shimmer and glow. They beget a strange magick to the land, and geometry seemed to spire outward from all the things that grew in the hallowed sanctuary. Unfurling like a blossom, the first druid was born under the roots of the ruins of eldaar, and inscriped upon his forehead was a shining sapphire, the condensed ancestry of a long forgotten tribe...the speakers of eldaar, who knew the flower tongue.... Love that. I was raised believing in the Fae. Of course my name is rather Elfin as well, deriving from Oberon. Can you imagine my surprise when I chose my first mmorpg online which was Everquest II, the whole Eldaar story come to life. Now I ask, are you familiar with the Tuatha De Dannan at all? I recently read somewhere about a wind phenomena associated with them. I am not familiar - have heard the term but that is the extent of it - it sounds pertinent. Would you care to tell me more? :) |