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   XPost: soc.culture.native, nz.soc.maori   
   From: dalton@nfld.com   
      
   On Sep 26, 2018, David Dalton wrote   
   (in article<0001HW.215BAE77011E55277000019FA2CF@news.eternal-september.org>):   
      
   > "Mary walks down to the water’s edge and there she hangs   
   > Her head to find herself faded a shadow of what she once was   
   > She said, “How long have I been sleeping and why do I feel so old?   
   > Why do I feel so cold?   
   > My heart is saying one thing but my body won’t let go”   
   >   
   > With trembling hands she reaches up, a stranger’s flesh is offered   
   > And I would be the last to know, I would be the last to let it show   
   > I would be the last to go   
   >   
   > Take her hand, she will lead you through the fire   
   > Oh and give you back hope and hope that you won’t take too much   
   > Respecting what is left she cradled us, oh she held us in her arms   
   > Unselfish in her suffering she could not understand   
   >   
   > That no one seemed to have the time to cherish what was given   
   > Oh and I would be the last to know and I would be the last to let it show   
   > I would be the last to go   
   >   
   > Mary walks   
   > Oh and I would be the last to know and I would be the last to let it show   
   > I would be the last to go”   
   >   
   > (Sarah McLachlan -- Mary)   
   >   
   > I’m still hoping that Sarah will show up here tonight (Wednesday)   
   > before returning to Vancouver (she played a show in Durham, North   
   > Carolina last night). However I would prefer that sex magick   
   > not be required to trigger my four components, since that   
   > would be a form of sex as a commodity, which I am against.   
   >   
   > One thing for those on nz.soc.maori to note: there seems to   
   > have been a bit of a divine joke on me. The night of   
   > May 13, 1995, after Sarah drank me up with her eyes   
   > at the Treehouse Lounge in Vancouver, we both went   
   > to the bar and a woman cut in between us. Then Sarah   
   > asked for a Swan and they had Sharp’s (or the other   
   > way around, anyway it was a de-alcoholizaed beer).   
   > I instead, thinking it was the day before Mother’s Day   
   > (and also the day before full moon) thought “What would   
   > my dead mother have liked to drink?” and ordered a   
   > rye whiskey and water, and the water came in a swan   
   > shaped jug. But also that night Sarah had rye whiskey   
   > coloured hair, and she had a song out a few months   
   > before entitled I Will Remember You (IWRY). But   
   > the main joke for nz.soc.maori is the ma o’ rye.   
   >   
   > I guess the swan occurrences might be linked to the   
   > Irish story of Angus and Caer, or other magical   
   > swan stories.   
   >   
   > Anyway, I will give up on my four components if there   
   > are not any effects by Thursday morning.   
   >   
   > I updated the Recent Changes/Working Notes subpage   
   > of my Salmon on the Thorns web page last night.   
      
   Also I would be happy if we just got the sexual orientation   
   and spiritual gender evolution, since compatible relationships   
   would eventually have a positive effect on society. But   
   of course I am still hoping that most of the four components   
   material will come on.   
      
   --   
   David Dalton dalton@nfld.com http://www.nfld.com/~dalton (home page)   
   http://www.nfld.com/~dalton/dtales.html Salmon on the Thorns (mystic page)   
   “Coming into season this world will flower   
   With the power of love, not the love of power" (Mae Moore)   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)