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Date Posted: 21:43:19 11/14/03 Fri
Author: Pretentious Bastard
Subject: Enlightenment is what I seek

"If you meet on the way a man who knows, Don't speak a word - don't keep silent!"

Or so my Zen Master once said to me. I recall lying on my back, floating on a primative raft down the Mississippi River, with the hot sun on my face and the sticky humidity of the South in my skin. Little known to me was a hobo raft, very similar to mine in appearance, making it's way down the very same river at the very same time, only having departed from a different place. The sly mosquito's of the river drinking from me, not even asking my permission before hand, carrying on some kind of ancient cycle whereby the big feed the small - or eat the small. Hobo Jack called me from his palace on water, smiling a toothless grin, crying "The Way!" in a foreign tounge, or drunken English, but grinning either way. Eyes that hung in the brightness of the river, gazing with unexplainable knowledge and understanding, sinking into the essence of myself. Time that passed us then did with such a gentle touch that when I awoke the stars of Mississippi were projected into my face. Thousands of roman candles exploding like spiders in the night sky, dazzling the ones who see, but largely ignored by those who don't, huge flashes of light spraying colours into our minds and Jack still there grinning his toothless grin, on my raft now, sat right next to me like some Buddha, chanting the mantra of the night, "The way!"

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That was, um, enlightening -- Toby, 14:06:22 11/15/03 Sat
Right -- Steph, 20:38:23 11/16/03 Sun