Irinushka

I found below message in my email box this morning

Installing Love on the Human Computer:
Tech Support: Yes, how can I help you?

Customer: Well, after much consideration, I've decided to
install Love. Can you guide me through the process?

Tech Support: Yes. I can help you. Are you ready to proceed?

Customer: Well, I'm not very technical, but I think I'm ready. What do I do first?

Tech Support: The first step is to open your Heart. Have you located your Heart?

Customer: Yes, but there are several other programs running now. Is it okay to install Love while they are running?

Tech Support: What programs are running ?

Customer: Let's see, I have Past Hurt, Low Self-Esteem, Grudge and Resentment running right now.

Tech Support: No problem, Love will gradually erase Past Hurt from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory but it will no longer disrupt other programs. Love will eventually override Low Self-Esteem with a module of its own called High Self-Esteem. However,you have to completely turn off Grudge and Resentment. Those programs prevent Love from being properly installed. Can you turn those off ?

Customer: I don't know how to turn them off. Can you tell me
how?

Tech Support: With pleasure. Go to your start menu and invoke Forgiveness. Do this as many times as necessary until Grudge and Resentment have been
completely erased.

Customer: Okay, done! Love has started installing itself. Is that normal?

Tech Support: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other Hearts in order to get the upgrades.

Customer: Oops! I have an error message already. It says, "Error - Program not run on external components." What should I do?

Tech Support: Don't worry. It means that the Love program is set up to run on Internal Hearts, but has not yet been run on your Heart. In non-technical terms, it simply means you have to Love yourself before
you can Love others.

Customer: So, what should I do?

Tech Support: Pull down Self-Acceptance; then click on the following files: Forgive-Self; Realize Your Worth; and Acknowledge your Limitations.

Customer: Okay, done.

Tech Support: Now, copy them to the "My Heart" directory. The system will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching faulty programming.
Also, you need to delete Verbose Self-Criticism from all directories and empty your Recycle Bin to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back.

Customer: Got it. Hey! My heart is filling up with new files.Smile is playing on my monitor and Peace and Contentment are copying themselves all over My Heart. Is this normal?

Tech Support: Sometimes. For others it takes awhile, but eventually everything gets it at the proper time. So Love is installed and running.
One more thing before we hang up. Love is Freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everyone you meet. They will in turn share it with others and return some cool modules back to you.

Customer: Thank you, God.

God/Tech Support: You're welcome, anytime.

wonderful life - Zucchero

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=teWFnLqjnuY

Very beautiful song and very beautiful video...

WOW...

Irinushka, sorry, I know, that you know.
I just can't help myself - living in Russia now, I need English like I need air.

Personally, I have no idea what is "the living" actually - I just came to this conclusion...
But I've written a little text about Alive ones...
If you please to read.
There:



Things of the Strange. Of Alive Ones.

An Alive one – you cannot see the reflection of you in it.
It does not care – if you’re dressed or not.
An Alive one – it does not reflect the surfaces.
An Alive one – it is not some polished aluminum.
An Alive one – it does reflect only an Essence, an Inner.
An Alive one needs to live.
An Alive one – you cannot hang it on your wall as an exhibit covered with the plastic wrap, so no one could touch it: out of the air it will wither to death in there.
An Alive one – it has a need for an air. This is the only thing that unites all which are alive…
A need for an Air to breathe. The only way to let an Alive one to stay alive – to let it breathe the air.
This is a difficult task. Sometimes even an agonizing one.
But a doable one.
An Alive one – it needs to love.
If it fell in love with You – you let it be free, let it be live. Work hard, clean the deepest, the dirtiest corners of yourself – and let it be free. This is so simple – ‘cause if it doesn’t love you – what can you do except to kill it or set it free?
To kill, to set free – the same difference – the same state for you – you won’t have it anyway– so let it be free, while it is still alive.
And then – an Alive one, it will stay with you forever. And you forever will stay Alive.
Placed behind the plastic wrap, an Alive one deforms, perverts and learns how to hate. It covers itself with mould, some purple sleazy slime and grime. It becomes a twisted filthy thing so it could find a way to slip out beyond the wrap. To finally have some air to breathe - to live. To Live. Crippled, ok, – but to live.
Placed behind the plastic wrap, an Alive one learns how to lie.
Learned how to lie – an Alive one dies. Because it’s perfectly natural.
Upon death it becomes what it was wanted to be: simple, cleansed, hard to the touch, inflexible, and shiny of course. Polished to a mirror-shine state. Shiny enough to reflect its owner.
Alive one turns into a Thing.
And so you treasure you thing, it is dear to you – while it is yours. You love it, you care for it – while it is yours. You do forbid everyone to touch your precious thing, so they won’t spoil it with their hungry dirty fingers – while it is yours.
And the thing – it must know, it must see that it is greatly minded of.
The thing must know that there, outside its perfect wrap, - there are only disgusting dirty streets, slush, poverty and flatness. There, beyond the wrap, there are no plush cloths for polishing, there is no this nice liquid for brainwashing… And this is so terrifying.
There – there is horrifying… And that is because you are not going to take care of the thing any longer. Never. And there is no one except you in this morbid world who would really need such a freaky useless little thing, so you’re doing it a favor, a mercy, keeping it inside your house using it, giving it a purpose to be… and to be used. So – the only lot it has to win out of your hands is to be discarded, thrown out into the rain, to be covered with grey filth, to be left decaying without proper care somewhere under the church-porch…
But when you lose the thing or someone steels it like a plain any other thing, you feel very astonished and even outraged. A wonder there – why is that? There is no idea why you should feel like this - it was only a thing, just a thing – they use to crack, to brake, they come and go so easily. What’s dead – is dead.
So ease yourself – just spit with your spittle.
Big deal … you’ll say…- like… ah… Newton’s Binomial…. Anna Karenina… To h…
One thing, the other one, the third… - whatever the fuck difference… Lookie there – plenty of staff like this in the market. So why bother – you won’t even remember the previous one, you have another one already. A new one – so gorgeous and shiny, and so reflecting your wealth…

Well…
You just be careful enough not to break this one too.
What if … she’s also Alive?..




Do cry now…

A little more of my living...

Things of the Strange. Colorless Days.

If only I were…

I’d be painting on canvas,
But this isn’t my Essence.

I’d be breathing the color,
But this isn’t my Kingdom…

I’d be thinking these thoughts –
But they’re blown with the wind, really,
Wind from the gulf,
Full of silver,
And ice, and - wisdom.

Lines of the Clear –
This is my word precisely.
Stroke, so tender,
But always in place intended.
Shining of White –
Dazzles are screaming wildly,
Shadows Black –
Flattery’s silenced, fended…

Walls of the Grey
Wrapped in the pale twilight,
Colorless fog –
Drunk with aroma of lilac,
Moon loving steeples –
Seductively-honestly-tight.
Lordly my town –
So lucid and cruel…
Right.


***

Walking down the streets of Piter*
Strange and morbid like crying cat…

All so squalor, and cold, and wet…
Down the grey ones, and yellow... and yet
Their stones underneath you…
Just wait…

You do know, you hear, remember it all.
Pacing restlessly ‘bout the hall,
Climbing out of cozy hay,
Thinking vaguely of that yesterday,
Bursting through into sickening dawn
After which all is pain and moan,
Caring nothing of facts and date
You are flying somewhere… faint…
And you’re back into dark tomorrow…

What’s to happen… if…
When?..


*Piter – short for Saint Petersburg.

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In relation to the Oneness..., please have a look at the very interesting interview with Dr. Leonard Laskow, who was enjoying a successful life in medicine when a voice came to him in a meditation saying that he was to begin "healing with love."
Leonard has run a series of experiments with single cell organisms to see how Love affected their state of health.
He describes Love as a state of Unity, state of Oneness and Unconditional Acceptance.

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Just a few pieces from his interview:

“…I was in a very busy practice in San Francisco and
I was attending a two-week retreat. During the course of the retreat I was meditating one evening; it was
the middle of the night and it was dark in the room that I was meditating, and there was no one else in the
room. Suddenly it felt like, oh, somebody just walked in and turned on the lights, so I opened my eyes, and
the room was still dark, and it was empty. I closed my eyes and, again, there was this inner luminosity, and
then suddenly I felt a presence and I heard inside my head a voice. And this voice—I say a voice, but it
was awesome in its presentation—and it said, “Your work is to heal with love,” and tears started to roll
down my cheeks; hair stood up on the back of my head, and I said, “Oh, so I’m worthy.” And this voice
said, “You are no more or less worthy than anyone else. Your work is to heal with love...”

“…So, unconditional acceptance is another way of talking about love. So, you see the bacteria in that
laboratory, very interestingly, a lot of people in the lab were looking at ways of destroying it, killing it in
the same way that they do with cancer cells. Those cancer cells and that bacteria, they resist that, but when
they are loved, they are totally accepted for what they are, they release their resistance and they are more
open. And, when I worked with that bacteria I wasn’t trying to kill it anymore, because I just
acknowledged its existence. That’s all I wanted to do was reduce its growth rate; that’s all.
Now, in the body if you reduce the growth rate of a bacteria or cancer cells, and so on, then the immune
system, with the killer cells, the T-Cells, and so on, can take over and can bring that into balance and
harmony, and control the disease. You don’t have to destroy it. So, that’s what I found was that I
could reduce the growth rate of the bacteria by 50% relative to controls.”

Joconde, thank you very match for this sharing!

And now, please have a look at this explanatory video:

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Irinushka, thank you! Amazing!

And now, this:

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Irinushka wrote:
And now, please have a look at this explanatory video:

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thanks a lot for this!

Please, watch as Elizabeth Gilbert, the author of Eat, Pray, Love, talks about what she learned from a missed flight....


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