You laugh, but advanced awareness explorers report that all universes already always all ways remain nonexistent...
within single entire creative fractal hyperinfinity... The place on which I stand is hole ground. The birds in the air have their nests in the trees, The foxes on the earth rest in holes in the ground, yea, but the son of man hath no place to lay his head... On Thu, Feb 10, 2011 at 10:02 AM, Terry Blanton <[email protected]> wrote: > On Thu, Feb 10, 2011 at 11:28 AM, Stephen A. Lawrence <[email protected]> wrote: > >> Oh? Will that be the year the Tibetan monks finally inscribe name number >> 9,000,000,000 in the book? > > I thought they had a computer working on that. :-) > > T > > ". . . overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out."
