Maybe it's Magi[k]c

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I was just getting my hair blown back reading the last 3 posts on this thread.

Here is part one. Still digesting, if you will.

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It is not really my own language, but never the less, it is pretty cool.

I hear you. For some reason it all kinda 'clicked' for me. Made sense and in ways that have been currently on my mind. But that thread, had a tendency to do so. The original, that is. Those posts remind of the original thread.

Interesting stuff.

Sync has spinning pretty quick for me today. Took off like a rocket, some hours back.

Yes eternity sideways

Adding Humbaba into the information

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In Ancient Mesopotamian religion, Humbaba , also spelled Huwawa and surnamed the Terrible, was a monstrous giant of immemorial age raised by Utu, the Sun.[1] Humbaba was the guardian of the Cedar Forest, where the gods lived, by the will of the god Enlil, who "assigned [Humbaba] as a terror to human beings." He is the brother of Pazuzu and son of Hanbi.

The iconography of the apotropaic severed head of Humbaba, with staring eyes, flowing beard and wild hair, is well documented from the First Babylonian Dynasty, continuing into Neo-Assyrian art and dying away during the Achaemenid rule. The severed head of the monstrous Humbaba found a Greek parallel in the myth of Perseus[9] and the similarly employed head of Medusa, which Perseus placed in his leather sack.[10] Archaic Greek depictions of the gorgoneion render it bearded, an anomaly in the female Gorgon. Judith McKenzie detected Humbaba heads in a Nabatean tomb frieze at Petra.

It's amazing that this page was updated today. How did you know that this was the day I planned on returning? Haha.

I will read what's been written here in a little bit...when I get home, which will be soonish.

This reminded me of you, Seer

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lol. :)

Not sure I would go that quite that far...I suppose it would depend on several factors.

The point being, what one thinks they may want in the moment, or even long term, can bring about suffering and misfortune neither intended or planned for.

Every heard of the Lottery Curse? Sure you have.

The fact that pretty much everyone who wins the lottery loses it all very quickly? I've always chalked that up to sociology.

No. Not quite.

More of a series of unfortunate events which tear apart families and leaves the winners eventually broke. Or even dead.

$$$ often breeds greed and envy. And with either or both, trouble isn't far.

Yes...I often consider myself fortunate in having some experience with lump sums of money - it was through that experience that I realized whatever the benefits of money, it by no means made a difference in the things that really mattered to me, the underlying fulfillment I felt inside. It's interesting, as if you spend your whole life lusting after wealth without experiencing what it is like to have that desire fulfilled, you may lose the chance to transcend that desire...

'Wealth' is often a matter of perspective and situational awareness.



I saw a story the other day about Boris Yeltsin visiting an American grocery store in 1989.
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He was so taken aback by the selections Americans took for granted, it changed him as an individual. And eventually, his countries path.


When Boris Yeltsin went grocery shopping in Clear Lake

Yeltsin, then 58, “roamed the aisles of Randall’s nodding his head in amazement,” wrote Asin. He told his fellow Russians in his entourage that if their people, who often must wait in line for most goods, saw the conditions of U.S. supermarkets, “there would be a revolution.”

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About a year after the Russian leader left office, a Yeltsin biographer later wrote that on the plane ride to Yeltsin’s next destination, Miami, he was despondent. He couldn’t stop thinking about the plentiful food at the grocery store and what his countrymen had to subsist on in Russia.

In Yeltsin’s own autobiography, he wrote about the experience at Randall’s, which shattered his view of communism, according to pundits. Two years later, he left the Communist Party and began making reforms to turn the economic tide in Russia. You can blame those frozen Jell-O Pudding pops.

“When I saw those shelves crammed with hundreds, thousands of cans, cartons and goods of every possible sort, for the first time I felt quite frankly sick with despair for the Soviet people,” Yeltsin wrote. “That such a potentially super-rich country as ours has been brought to a state of such poverty! It is terrible to think of it.”
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Funny, my mother and father - both immigrants - told me a very similar story, although not as dramatic. They were flabbergasted by the sheer variety available in American Supermarkets, even baffled by it...and South Africa's Johnannesberg was of course not comparable to Soviet Russia, but nonetheless, it is interesting to hear the accounts of foreigners. My mother also told me how odd and funny she found it that Americans bought and sold bottled water - fundamentally a silly thing, in her eyes.

The Arcana of the Grail Angel

The path of Initiation whereby we accomplish "the work of the Chariot" (Vehicle = chariot = Merkabah, the kabbalistic Hebrew term for the supersendible development of a "vehicle with radiant wheels" with the equivalent term in Sanskrit being, vahan = vehicle) and develop suitable supersensible vehicles to recieve the influx of the worlds of spiritual light within the grail of our souls and thereby become "a lamp unto ourselves"...

What brought your parents to California? If I might ask...


I recall the first time I saw this set of images...and I think they place the topic into perspective.
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I find grocery stores quite disorienting. The sheer number of available choice is so much that, being frozen in spot while choosing, occurs often.

I think that is why people become 'brand loyal'. To take the time out of choosing.


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That's so funny! I read an article some time ago by I think it was Malcolm Gladwell about that very thing. And there was another book I read about that, called "The Paradox of Choice". It was extremely interesting.

My parents initially moved to San Diego before I was born because some years earlier my mother's brother and his family had chosen to immigrate there, and my parents wanted to live near them. Incidentally the choice of San Diego for my aunt and uncle might have had something to do with my uncle's success, he invented the spin cycle.

Yes. It makes sense, because it is true. And we recognize it in ourselves.

That's great. I love hearing success stories. Is you uncle still very fit?

He is, yeah. He's an interesting guy. Genius and madness, that whole story. One of my memories of him is that he made me a bow and arrow out of wood that he sanded and bent himself, he made the arrows and the bowstring and it was a fully functional bow and arrow. Sort of interesting. My aunt and uncle have a gorgeous house. It's unreal, all themed like an island resort. In my lesser moments I have envied my cousins for their wealth, but it came with its own share of behavioral problems. Ultimately I would never want to trade away my circumstances, that's a question I used to contemplate when I was younger. Sometimes I find myself regretting that I am estranged from most of my extended family. Such is as it is.

I don't think I have ever really been around or in the home of someone extremely wealthy.

Successful sure. But extreme wealth, I can't think of one. I can imagine how that might feel if confronted by it often.


My idea of 'wealthy friends' when I was younger, was neighborhoods with sidewalks. I use to always pick up a real estate magazines in front of the grocery store and try to get my parents to move to the houses I liked and within our 'budget'. lol.

They never did move, until I was in college.

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What I've played of this game...sony's square enix's don't nod...has, hmmm....deeply affected me.