No, no, no. Not Black for me. Some really spiritual color. Like Blue. Federal Blue. A Union (Unified) Field Officer's coat! Upholding Natural Law and Equal rights to the Transcendent for all. I am a Unified Field Man through and thru. Normally I wear a 4 button enlisted man's sack coat. I kind of like the cut of this one. It is longer than my sack coat which would be gooder for when the lone prairie winds blow. It's got more pockets for important things too. But No, this one is too far above me. I am a blue sack coat kind of guy for all occasions. If I got a Unified Field Officer's Coat the next thing you'd know I would be bucking for one of those gold paper hats. That's not me at all. -Buck in the Dome
7Ray27 writes: Ann, Ann, we can't leave out Ann. Offering some newly fashioned spurs to plunge into the hind side of anyone she thinks is out of line and a bag of carrots for her equestrian friends. Turquoiseb : It occurs to me, sipping my coffee on the outdoor patio of Bad Habits, enjoying the almost-sunshine of a Dutch Saturday morning in April, that a lot of people seem to only focus on the flashy siddhis, and the equally flashy saints and teachers who manifested them. This strikes me as patently unfair, because there are any number of less flashy but equally praiseworthy siddhis out there, and Fairfield Life -- composed as it is of long-term seekers who have at the very least a black belt in seeking -- contains any number of masters of these lesser siddhis. Thus I propose to...uh...extend the TM puja and its offerings to the more well-known masters of the Holy Tradition, and include offerings to more modern masters of that lineage. So here, off the top of my head, are my proposed puja extensions. You tack them on at the end of the current set of offerings. [ If I left you out, its either because I really am doing this off the top of my head and didn't remember you, or because you don't really matter. Your call. ] * Offering a Finnish-Dothraki phrasebook to the lotus feet of Sri Cardemeister, who manifested the siddhi of knowing more languages than God. * Offering a stuffed Minion figure to the lotus feet of Sri Share, for manifesting the siddhi of never being afraid to...uh...share. * Offering a pair of vintage nose glasses to the lotus feet of Sri Merudanda, who manifested the siddhi of being able to have fun with pretty much everything, be it On The Program, or Off. * Offering a shiny, black Mind Police uniform to the lotus feet of Sri Buck, for manifesting the siddhi of Just Being Buck. * Offering a Netflix gift certificate to the lotus feet of Sri Bhairitu, who manifested the compassion siddhi of seeing virtue in zombies. * Offering a can of Maharishi Brand Vedic Sunshine to the lotus feet of Sri SallySunshine, for manifesting the siddhi of laughing one's tormentors into fits of apoplexy. * Offering a cup of tea and a biscuit to the lotus feet of Sri Salyavin, who manifested the siddhi of reminding people why the best masters of the barbed epigram are all English. * Offering a fake ZZ Top beard and a six-pack of Lone Star to the lotus feet of Sri Richard, for manifesting the siddhi of exemplifying being from Texas, where the men are men and the prairie dogs are nervous. * Offering an appropriate Ayurvedic gemstone to the lotus feet of Sri JR, who manifested the all-important siddhi of stating the obvious. * Offering Lady Gaga tickets to the lotus feet of Sri Robin, for manifesting the siddhi of self promotion. * Offering a new Dior gown and Luboton high heels to the lotus feet of Sri DoctorD, who so ably manifested the siddhi of remaining humble while being so much more evolved than everyone else. * Offering a holiday in the Greek Isles to the lotus feet of Sri Anartaxius, for manifesting the siddhi of being able to talk about states of consciousness as if he had actually experienced them and they weren't that big a deal. * Offering an RC Cola and a moon pie to the lotus feet of Sri Michael, who manifested the siddhi of exemplifying the principle of Illegitimi non carborundum. * Offering a set of gold lame fingerless gloves to the lotus feet of Sri Emily, for manifesting the siddhi of picking up after one's dog. * Offering a stainless steel shit shovel to the lotus feet of Sri Steve, who manifested the siddhi of never being afraid to call bullshit, wherever he saw it. * Offering a new headset to the lotus feet of Sri Rick, for manifesting the siddhi of infinite patience by sitting through interviews in which dozens of selfless beings talked about themselves. * Offering a new washing machine to the lotus feet of Sri Alex, who manifested the siddhi of retaining his sense of humor about It All despite having to be a moderator at FFL. * Offering a John Birch toilet seat to the lotus feet of Sri Mike, for manifesting the siddhi of having execrable politics but being occasionally so funny one could overlook it. * Offering a real vehicle to the lotus feet of Sri Edg, for attempting and almost mastering the siddhi of retaining one's dignity while riding a Trike. * Offering a vintage Segovia album to the lotus feet of Sri Lawson, who manifested the siddhi of being able to produce a scientific study to prove almost anything. * Offering a signed photo of Maitreya to the lotus feet of Sri Nablus, who manifested the siddhi of being proud of believing things that most people on Earth would be ashamed to admit believing. * Offering a ukelele once used by Jimi Hendrix to play a Hawaiian version of "Voodoo Child" to the lotus feet of Sri Vaj, who manifested the siddhi of knowing when to fold 'em. * Offering a Dallas Cheerleader pom-pom to the lotus feet of Sri Curtis, who manifested the siddhi of being liked no matter how many people tried to make others not like him. * Offering a can of Sex Wax to the lotus feet of Sri Marek, who manifested the siddhi of being able to interpret almost anything as a metaphor for surfing. Oh. Wait. That's not a siddhi at all. That's reality. Never mind. * Offering an Honorary Rakshasa badge to the lotus feet of Sri Barry, who manifested the siddhi of always being a pain in the ass, always being a liar, and always being WRONG. It must have been him who slipped in that verse about Marek. * Offering a ticket to the opera to the lotus feet of Sri Judith, who so perfectly manifested the combined siddhis of always knowing what other people were thinking and exactly what they "know," of always being right, and (appropriately) of always being able to get in the "last word." Jai Guru Dev .
