XPost: alt.philosophy.taoism, alt.buddha.short.fat.guy, alt.philosophy.zen   
   From: wudao@wuji.net   
      
   noname wrote:   
      
   >Sometimes those trackers are looking at a pretty girl   
   >when they walk into a bar.   
      
   A buddy of mine, literally, crashed his car   
   after turning around to see what some one looked like.   
      
   We asked him the next question, of course, was it worth it.   
   He said, no. I don't know if he learned any lesson.   
      
   In my experience, and here's one of the many ways   
   that I am able to relate to what you at times reiterate,   
   going barefoot, back in the daze, as a young man, I noticed   
   how often, when looking at some body, a piece of glass   
   would be my spare change. The price of a glance.   
      
   It occurred often enough that, *that*   
   appeared to me to be obvious.   
      
   A skeptic would call such a *that*   
   a form of selective perception, and explain it away,   
   using ideas that pi might say are what regular guys do.   
      
   If a young man always has sex on his mind,   
   then it is little wonder, *that* from time to time,   
   he will encounter something that suggests most anything.   
      
   And yet, for me, the message was loud and clear.   
      
   Not that it did any good. I kept looking and then stopping   
   to pull the glass out of my feet without ever quite stopping to pull   
   my head out of my own ass in the process.   
      
   Sometimes what drives people has more horse power, dog power,   
   and other forms of energy than can be contained.   
      
   Now, being older, wiser, married, and still barefoot,   
   what occurs to me is a wonder, this morning, and how synchronicity   
   occurs so often as to afford me a wonder of sorts.   
      
   - to be and not to be, without question   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)