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Subject: Burning bush! Author: Mirino Meritt [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:06:29 04/25/02 Thu In reply to: Crimson Nick 's message, "Re: like i told her, my job is stressful and now you see why" on 13:19:20 04/23/02 Tue A couple of Buddhist monks in their orange and red robes were blessing their small temple inside the Persephone. Several of them chanting while waving around burning sage. Mirino was standing in awe of the size of the suspectedly small temple. Her eyes wide she studied many of their tapestries and statues. The center piece was a large Buddha casted in bronze. For few minutes she just stood watching the monks do their ritual. "Would you like to help?" An aged looking monk asked her. She nods rapidly, he responds with a smile and holds a bundle of sage over her hand. "Move it with grace and vigor." A dumb look came across Mirino's face. "Huh?" "You must use your mind to move your body. Then you will enchant the temple." He says rather wisely. Mirino scratches the top of her head. "Follow me." He walks across the wide open space toward a flame lit in a bowl. "Do as I do." He waves his bundle over it, and the grain begins to smoke. Mirino smiles and waves her bundle over the flame. The fire flickers and fades to nothing while her sage had started smoking. "I'm sorry..." The monk just smiles. "Fires only die when there is no air. And there is always air." Shortly after the flame slowly rises up to it's previous state. Mirino darted herself around the bowl which was placed on a pedastol. She was looking for a switch or a tube or a wire even. When she looks at him again he was walking back and forth between a section in the wall, with his burning sage. As if she suddenly understood she walks over to a wall and copies the old man. "That was good!" Mirino exclaimed with glee. "I knew you would enjoy." He refills her ever so small tea cup. She drinks it quickly. "Have you not heard that haste makes waste?" "Oh. I apologize!" She extends her hand to welcome a shake. "What are you doing?" He asks with the same look he has had on his face the whole time. She pulls her hand back and smiles nervously. "Shaking your hand?" Mirino kind of inquires, as if she thought she did something wrong. "I cannot be touched by a woman." "You can't touch a woman?" She asks confused. "If you were to touch me, I would become impure." He says cool and calmly as he has remained her entire stay. "Women aren't impure!" She shouts with her arms crossed. "You misunderstand." "We're not dumb either!" She says loudly as she stands up and knocks over a statue next to her. "I'm sorry!" Mirino scrambles to pick it up, and the monk just watches the floor in front of him. As she readjusts it to stand up it wobbles to a stop. She dusts off her hands and the three foot tall statue falls toward her. She stumbles backward in the direction of the monk. He quickly moves over to his right to avoid her, she hits the embroidered rug with a thud. "Why didn't you catch me!?" She yells as she rubs her rear end. "I do not wish to become impure." Mirino squints her eyes in his direction sending him a glare. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Re: Drinking Alone Crimson Nick 13:13:19 04/29/02 Mon Re: a smoking section and a long standing debt -- Crimson Nick, 13:16:32 05/01/02 Wed