Well folks, the time approacheth. Raunchy and Meow have integrity, and they've taken a vow to take time off from posting here if they don't get at least a few more of you to say, "Here's my vote, please stay here with us."
Raunchy and Meow are hitting us with poetry -- words like grand piano notes that are struck solid like Cupid's arrows plunking a heart. If these two cannot get the votes from folks here -- even given the sheer artificiality, the ego, the nether dynamics of Edg's intent when he first took his vow -- all that is nothing, a pin prick only, compared to the sting of knowing that not enough FFLers could even append one of their posts with "Yeah, okay, I vote for Raunchy and Meow." To not even be able to do that for these fine troubadours, well, what does that say, what does that say? I don't want to stop posting here, but my vow is my vow, and it'll be a good therapy for me to take 30 days to mull the apathy here and try to find even one reason to start posting here again. Given the shut down nature of the minds here if they cannot even, as a playful token, signify their resonance with Raunchy and Meow by typing about ten words, then, indeed, why would anyone ever want to post here? There, that's the word I was looking for: playful. Where are the playful natures that all of us thought we'd end up owning by being spiritual? What is a party at Rick's worth if everyone is frowning and cannot get it up to pat a fellow poster on the back for all the focus and intent and passion they use to chisel out a block of text that can entertain, open minds, and inspire us to see the harmonies that are "just there" here at Rick's Party. Calling all hearts, calling all hearts, be on the lookout for the least compassion within -- if found, ask yourself if Raunchy and Meow are worth five seconds of your time. Get out the vote -- you have a chance to directly affect your future in a powerful and obvious way -- far more satisfying certain to assure something real happens than, say, voting for Obama was an act of certainty for you. Edg --- In [email protected], "raunchydog" <raunchy...@...> wrote: > > A Gift > > Anointing fingertips > Touch slices of sky > Gathering stars > Like treasured pebbles > In pants pockets > > Calculous collisions in space > Bump and grind > Like angels arabesquing > On pins of benediction > > Shiny Zodiac tracks > Trace glittery destinies > Arrayed on brilliant orbs > Girdling Earth's > Watery swirls of eddies > Mirror the heavens > Kissing my feet > > Recalling lost ties to transits > Reflective tide pools > Teaming with life > Benevolent voices > From ancient springs > Rippling recognition > > An awesome ache > Of gratitude > Shatters my heart > Prostrating, > I hum shape notes > Noting moon faces > Nadirs ago > Catching Zenith rising > From cat naps > Arcing timelessly > Silently signing off > > Whisper blue wishes > In retrograde > Penumbra confection > Blinking, grins at luck > Coming up empty handed > A gift > > raunchydog >
