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Recieved: 2003/03/25 13:02
Subject: Re: [K-list] Infinite Power of Love
From: Cindy Soo
On 2003/03/25 13:02, Cindy Soo posted thus to the K-list:
Dear Micheal,
Being new to the list I don't know what is going on, but...
LOVE this great story! <smile> "leering kundalini psychosis"? <chuckle>
You go.
Cindy
contour5 wrote:
> I hardly know where to begin. Should've known I'd be the first to crack.
> And I love the list. So did poor Bozzi, and look where it got him.
> Exiled. But this isn't political, I swear. This is a story about the
> overwhelming, infinite power of love. Love amidst the barricades...
>
> So, there we were. Us, on our side, in front of the Federal Building.
> Them, on the other side of the street, mostly, with their slogans of
> brutality. Some of us were pretty rauccous, to be sure. Loud. Eccentric.
> Goofy. We had the poets and the musicians on our side. They had some
> hooligan who arrived in an actual *tank*, complete with faux gun turret.
> Unbelievable.
> They danced on the tank and shouted foul, uncouth things at us.
>
> We roared back, sometimes in unison. It was truely horrifying.
> The epitome of raw division. A veritable microcosmic display of the
> rapidly widening civic gulf. I sensed a creepy foreboding. Were it not
> for the jack booted security forces, I felt as though "our" side would
> have been in emminent, mortal danger.
>
> But we had a secret power on our side. We were, almost to the last man,
> woman and child, smiling. We were love-bombing them. I could feel it in
> my chest, you could almost taste it in the air. It was massive. It was
> infectuous. It was magical. And it was big, big fun. They had only fear,
> ignorance and hostility. And we had love. Certainly they had love, too,
> hidden somewhere. Perhaps they had just forgotten, and left it at home.
> They seemed miserable, gloating in their hostility.
>
> After all, they'd already "won". They've had their way. The missiles are
> slamming into that crowded city on the other side of the planet. "They"
> only came to "our" protest to harrass us, to make us feel powerless and
> insignificant. Yet the sense of empowerment on "our" side was infinite,
> overwhelming, cosmic in scope. We were lit up like a burning christmas
> tree of love. It was like it was contagious. Hostile energy on our side
> just fizzled, the spark never caught. We were projecting a unified
> force field of love. I've never felt anything quite like it before, it
> was... well, it just was. I felt so grateful and proud of my companions.
>
> Adventurous and foolhardy individuals sporadically ventured across to
> mingle with the opposition. I cornered one, and shredded him. Didn't
> mean to. I just struck up a conversation with the guy, and then hammered
> him with the truth of love. I walked right into his eyeballs and painted
> him a ghastly portrait of his worst possible nightmares, then conjured
> for him the alternative of infinite bliss. Normally, I'm a fairly quiet
> person, although I used to be able to hypnotize people, occasionally,
> long ago, when I was high on psychedelic drugs. It's rather cruel, and
> not very fair, I suppose. I had actually forgotten about it, it was so
> long ago. The poor "troop supporter" couldn't deal with the truth
> filtered through my leering kundalini psychosis. Tears welled in his
> eyes, and shame darkened him like a shadow. We disposed of his ugly
> sign and I cheered him up a bit. He wandered off into the bliss crowd
> with his eyes as wide as saucers. He may wake tomorrow with his
> ignorance and brutality fully intact and restored. I don't know. It was
> just one small miracle in a long, long day of magic and love.
>
> Later the cops harrassed me and roughed me up a bit. They were getting
> tired and cranky. I bullshitted my way out of an arrest charge and
> arrived home safe and exhausted. This has been going on for five days
> now. Tears are flowing from my eyes as I write this and I feel waves of
> bliss vibrating through my body. For a brief moment today I was god. I
> say this with the utmost humility. I merely stepped out of the way and
> allowed the power of love to squeeze the hatred out of a fellow
> human being. It was pretty astonishing, but "I" really had nothing to
> do with it. I can barely even remember what I said to the guy.
>
> The power of love will never die or fade away. It is infinite and
> eternal and available at all times. It is all the colors of the rainbow.
> It is beauty, and it is truth, and it is truely awesome. I am the
> rainbow and so are you, each and every one. Shine! Shine on forever!
>
> Hooray for the other side! Love your enemies as yourself, for they *are*
> you, and you them. I'm riding on a bliss wave here. Won't you join me? I
> love you all, and I will always love you. I don't care what side you're
> on. I only hope that you feel the power of love, wherever, whatever,
> however and whenever you are. And you are. As I am. May you be at peace
> and shine forth in all your splendid colors!
>
> Michael
>
> Please don't snuff my little flame of truth. Allow my post to pass the
> censor's rebuke. I'll accept moderated status from now on with no
> complaint. Or you can ban me from posting, and I'll lurk forever on the
> website, gleaning little nuggets in solitude. But I want this one posted
> to the list. Thank you all so very much, and I appologize if I have
> offended anyone. Peace and Love!
>
>
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