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   From: niunian@ymail.com   
      
   On Tue, 14 Sep 2010 03:31:28 -0700 (PDT), RaaN    
   wrote:   
      
   >On Sep 13, 2:56?pm, niunian  wrote:   
   >> On Mon, 13 Sep 2010 11:46:56 -0700 (PDT), RaaN    
   >> wrote:   
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   >>   
   >> >On Sep 12, 11:39?pm, Jigme Dorje  wrote:   
   >> >> On Sep 12, 10:11?pm, niunian  wrote:   
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   >> >> > On Sun, 12 Sep 2010 18:35:42 -0700 (PDT), Jigme Dorje   
   >>   
   >> >> >  wrote:   
   >> >> > >On Sep 12, 4:17?pm, RaaN  wrote:   
   >> >> > >> On Sep 11, 12:10?pm, Allen Barker    
   >> >> > >> wrote:   
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   >> >> > >> > On 09/11/2010 11:44 AM, absentia obscuria wrote:   
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   >> >> > >> > >> "RaaN"  wrote in message   
   >> >> > >> > >>news:df6a8826-5034-4ce5-8e54-b64c4e44f7d7@y31g200   
   vbt.googlegroups.com...   
   >> >> > >> > >> It leads nowhere but removes the illusion of the absolute   
   obstacles of   
   >> >> > >> > >> self and reality.   
   >> >> > >> > >> --   
   >> >> > >> > >> RaaN a!=a   
   >>   
   >> >> > >> > > remember that old song?   
   >>   
   >> >> > >> > > bar bar bar   
   >> >> > >> > > bar barber raan   
   >> >> > >> > > bar bar bar   
   >> >> > >> > > bar barber raan   
   >>   
   >> >> > >> > Barber Raan shaves all the men who don't shave   
   >> >> > >> > themselves. ?Who shaves William of Ockham?   
   >>   
   >> >> > >> The Zen Razor.   
   >> >> > >> --   
   >> >> > >> RaaN a!=a   
   >>   
   >> >> > >Occam's Zen.   
   >>   
   >> >> > Bad mistake. Zen is always the finger. Zen is never any razor.   
   >>   
   >> >> I give you Zen.   
   >>   
   >> >What an obstacle!   
   >> >A great wall   
   >> >between naught and naught   
   >>   
   >> You should stop imagining things.   
   >   
   >Rather to stop imagining nothings and no obstacle remains.   
      
   Nothing is not an imagination. It's lack of imagination.   
      
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