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	<title>Comments on: You think of the Path - Ram Tzu (Wayne Liquorman) - Ramesh Balsekar Tribute</title>
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	<description>Sacred Poetry from Around the World</description>
	<pubDate>Sun, 21 Mar 2010 16:39:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: nasiha</title>
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		<dc:creator>nasiha</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 07:29:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>thanks Ivan, for sharing!

all paths lead in one direction, towards heaven " like streams they flow effortlessly.."

and i thank the poet RAM TZU today for leaving us with such beautiful poetry and to have known him (his work) after he had left us grieves my heart and yet smiles when i realise his words will linger forever.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>thanks Ivan, for sharing!</p>
<p>all paths lead in one direction, towards heaven &#8221; like streams they flow effortlessly..&#8221;</p>
<p>and i thank the poet RAM TZU today for leaving us with such beautiful poetry and to have known him (his work) after he had left us grieves my heart and yet smiles when i realise his words will linger forever.</p>
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		<title>By: Barbara Smith Stoff</title>
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		<dc:creator>Barbara Smith Stoff</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 00:27:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Speaking of paths....here is a favorite poem...by Ivan!


Earth and Sky
 by Ivan M. Granger



Yogis do not touch

the earth
beneath their feet.

All breath and fire,
they grow thin,
rootless,

reaching only for sky.

Wild-eyed shamans,
earth's children,

pull medicine
from peyote nightmares
and twilight.

Attending to family and village,
rooted,

they do not soar.

Earth — Sky

Neither shamans
nor yogis
find heaven —

everywhere!

 

2002</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Speaking of paths&#8230;.here is a favorite poem&#8230;by Ivan!</p>
<p>Earth and Sky<br />
 by Ivan M. Granger</p>
<p>Yogis do not touch</p>
<p>the earth<br />
beneath their feet.</p>
<p>All breath and fire,<br />
they grow thin,<br />
rootless,</p>
<p>reaching only for sky.</p>
<p>Wild-eyed shamans,<br />
earth&#8217;s children,</p>
<p>pull medicine<br />
from peyote nightmares<br />
and twilight.</p>
<p>Attending to family and village,<br />
rooted,</p>
<p>they do not soar.</p>
<p>Earth — Sky</p>
<p>Neither shamans<br />
nor yogis<br />
find heaven —</p>
<p>everywhere!</p>
<p>2002</p>
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		<title>By: Lindy Warrell</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lindy Warrell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 22:20:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I loved the image of paths flowing into the sands (of time perhaps?) Maybe it is my (somewhat advanced and rapidly advancing) age but I have been on so many paths in my life and I now know it doesn't matter, they all lead in the same direction towards bliss if not of the spirit, then death.  

Thank you Ivan for your continuing gift to the world.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I loved the image of paths flowing into the sands (of time perhaps?) Maybe it is my (somewhat advanced and rapidly advancing) age but I have been on so many paths in my life and I now know it doesn&#8217;t matter, they all lead in the same direction towards bliss if not of the spirit, then death.  </p>
<p>Thank you Ivan for your continuing gift to the world.</p>
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		<title>By: Leslie Levy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Leslie Levy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 19:43:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thoughts on the Path

In matter 
Humans mediate heaven and earth ... 
Right? or Wrong?

In the conscious sphere 
We All Ways must stand in the balance 
Of aspiration and entropy ... 

Though we roll our rocks uphill 
For a million years, 
The rocks and the path eventually crumble. 

So what is the point of remaining upright 
Continuing to place one foot in front of the other
To persevere as exothermic living instruments 
of divine guidance and vital habits?

Can we presume to be somebodies special?

Damned if we do, dead if we don't ,,, 
the path continues ...

We follow in the footsteps of Sisyphus and Prometheus
Exalted and doomed 
To BE NOBODY's Special.

Leslie Levy
(C)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thoughts on the Path</p>
<p>In matter<br />
Humans mediate heaven and earth &#8230;<br />
Right? or Wrong?</p>
<p>In the conscious sphere<br />
We All Ways must stand in the balance<br />
Of aspiration and entropy &#8230; </p>
<p>Though we roll our rocks uphill<br />
For a million years,<br />
The rocks and the path eventually crumble. </p>
<p>So what is the point of remaining upright<br />
Continuing to place one foot in front of the other<br />
To persevere as exothermic living instruments<br />
of divine guidance and vital habits?</p>
<p>Can we presume to be somebodies special?</p>
<p>Damned if we do, dead if we don&#8217;t ,,,<br />
the path continues &#8230;</p>
<p>We follow in the footsteps of Sisyphus and Prometheus<br />
Exalted and doomed<br />
To BE NOBODY&#8217;s Special.</p>
<p>Leslie Levy<br />
(C)</p>
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		<title>By: maryann moon</title>
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		<dc:creator>maryann moon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 19:18:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ivan, I am certain that when we make the decision to come
onto this planet,  we are so sure that our path, our journey will be one that "flows effortlessly" At the point of
our making this decision to be a blessing to planet Earth, 
we are somehow  aware - aware with an ecstatic vision
of things.    Arriving here,however, we forget that we did
consent to forget  our ecstatic vision and we find planet
Earth and its inhabitants riddled with guilt and having 
sinned in ways that allow us to feel much desolation and despair.
A kind of hopelessness sets in.  We see wars, like the one
looming before us now - within Afghanistan.  The simple
people there, the common villagers,  are not educated 
and  they find now that  there's even very  little clean drinking water for them.    Women are not at all respected and even treated as though they are ignorant inconsequential beings not worth even basic schooling.
   
I sincerely hope we can help these miserably unhappy
underprivileged people,  we are truly obliged to, I believe.

I believe our presence in Afghanistan will not be at all
like our occupying presence in Iraq.    There's a General
named McCrystal who, I hope and pray,  with his great
caring heart, will somehow make a huge impact on the
Pentagon and this will be the last struggle or war we will
have to engage in.    I believe humanity is, by the Grace
of God,  waking up to a "forgotten vision"  that will save
the world and thank God - just in time.   2011 is closer
than we think.   Forgive my rambling on here.  It's just
the way I'm feeling today.   Thank you for this poem!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ivan, I am certain that when we make the decision to come<br />
onto this planet,  we are so sure that our path, our journey will be one that &#8220;flows effortlessly&#8221; At the point of<br />
our making this decision to be a blessing to planet Earth,<br />
we are somehow  aware - aware with an ecstatic vision<br />
of things.    Arriving here,however, we forget that we did<br />
consent to forget  our ecstatic vision and we find planet<br />
Earth and its inhabitants riddled with guilt and having<br />
sinned in ways that allow us to feel much desolation and despair.<br />
A kind of hopelessness sets in.  We see wars, like the one<br />
looming before us now - within Afghanistan.  The simple<br />
people there, the common villagers,  are not educated<br />
and  they find now that  there&#8217;s even very  little clean drinking water for them.    Women are not at all respected and even treated as though they are ignorant inconsequential beings not worth even basic schooling.</p>
<p>I sincerely hope we can help these miserably unhappy<br />
underprivileged people,  we are truly obliged to, I believe.</p>
<p>I believe our presence in Afghanistan will not be at all<br />
like our occupying presence in Iraq.    There&#8217;s a General<br />
named McCrystal who, I hope and pray,  with his great<br />
caring heart, will somehow make a huge impact on the<br />
Pentagon and this will be the last struggle or war we will<br />
have to engage in.    I believe humanity is, by the Grace<br />
of God,  waking up to a &#8220;forgotten vision&#8221;  that will save<br />
the world and thank God - just in time.   2011 is closer<br />
than we think.   Forgive my rambling on here.  It&#8217;s just<br />
the way I&#8217;m feeling today.   Thank you for this poem!</p>
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		<title>By: Barbara Smith Stoff</title>
		<link>http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2009/09/30/you-think-of-the-path-ram-tzu-wayne-liquorman-ramesh-balsekar-tribute/#comment-7458</link>
		<dc:creator>Barbara Smith Stoff</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 18:42:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think of the downward stream as reflecting the spirit-into-matter concept as in spirit living a human life...and I think that applies to non-human lives too...
And then I look at the sands, the many grains of sand, and think of Blake..."to see the world in a grain of sand..."
And I think...what are we configuring of these sands from the downward flowing streams?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think of the downward stream as reflecting the spirit-into-matter concept as in spirit living a human life&#8230;and I think that applies to non-human lives too&#8230;<br />
And then I look at the sands, the many grains of sand, and think of Blake&#8230;&#8221;to see the world in a grain of sand&#8230;&#8221;<br />
And I think&#8230;what are we configuring of these sands from the downward flowing streams?</p>
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