XPost: alt.support.depression, alt.support.schizophrenia, alt.bu   
   dha.short.fat.guy   
   XPost: alt.philosophy.taoism, alt.philosophy.zen   
   From: being@apolka.sign   
      
   Ned wrote:   
      
   >I don't know what to say,   
   >I don't know what to do.   
   >My words have flown away,   
   >My thoughts have left me too.   
   >   
   >I don't know what to do,   
   >I don't know what to say,   
   >I've nothing fresh or new,   
   >To offer you today.   
      
   Day after day returning   
   Reminds me of a mirror   
   Without any dust on it   
   Reflecting simply being.   
      
   Suddenly there is not one.   
   No reflections. No mirror.   
   No nothing two speak of.   
      
   Being full of emptiness Way   
   more than half a bottle or can   
   could mean it's time for an other   
   going round after round and then.   
      
   What did he say about nothing.   
   A koan for our atheist friends.   
   When a deity created them.   
   Before they were born.   
      
   Their minds were nebulous.   
   Like Chuang Tzu's wife.   
   She returns to me now again.   
      
   - thanx! Cheers!   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)