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Namaste All,

I grew up thinking that "greatness" was a special quality of special people like kings, gifted artists,leaders, philosophers, ground breaking scientists, etc.
Now I recognize that greatness is actually less "grand" & that we are all called to greatness, each in our own way.

"For us, with the rule of right and wrong given us by Christ, there is nothing for which we have no standard. And there is no greatness where there is not simplicity, goodness and truth." - Tolstoi

"In historical events great men- so called- are but the labels that serve to give a name to an event, and like labels, they have the least possible connection with the event itself. Every action of theirs, that seems to them an act of their own free will, is in an historical sense not free at all, but in bondage to the whole course of previous history, and predestined from all eternity". - Tolstoi

Holobon
Thanks for that - got my brain cells wide awake this morning!
Love, Light & Reiki Rainbows
Namaste
Eaglestar

Mon chere holobon,

In an effort to bolster my joi de vivre, awaken my inner rebel by taking the hunt to another topic heading

AND MOST IMPORTANTLY

To find out what a beret has to do with this mix, I would like to coup de grace some snipe hunting information pour favor. Sorry about the francaise abuse, my piece could not resistance it. C'est la guerre to snipe bataille!

First, I am free. Merci, Dieu! The snipes were in a cultic trance state from worshipping #11573. I chewed my way out, jumped out the third floor of their huge nest and made my way home. And found out #11573 was an archived cafe post

[and you thought the critters could not read~ they LOVE it when we underestimate them!! that is why even on the internet there are no actual photos of snipes!!]

that directly refers to ... you guessed it: SNIPES. Seems, if priestess is right, we need to do more to succeed. Bagels is not enough. Au contrair, we need multitudinous drums, rattles and many more flutes to capture them. Should we also throw in a full moon?

Currently, I am in a snipe-trauma recovery unit. But am allowed to share a few posts.

The snipes ~ if I interpret their chirps, calls and feather-rufflings correctly, have a great admiration for you. They even eat these chocolates they call holobon-bons [mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!]. Mothers sing their baby snipes to sleep singing, 'Toolalooraloora.' Only instead of calling it an Irish lullaby, they call it a Snipely Lullaby. I think this is another effort to honor you. Or else snipes came to our country from Ireland inside blight-ridden potatoes. My researchers are working on that one as we speak.

I also believe they are numerologists and that they have taken over the chatroom. The relationship between chat rooms and snipes is as yet unclear ~ but my recent film viewing points toward the fact that the relationship of snipe to chatrrom is the same as worms to melange on the planet Dune.

The snipe's goal is to simultaneously hide and reveal themselves in archived posts.

More suggestions from net:

www2.msstate.edu/~sap4/index/snipepage/prepare.html

"First, always cover yourself in flour, not just any kind, it has to be self-rising. This is to cover your human smell. Next, carry a slingshot, but don't shoot the snipe. Use the slingshot to feed it marshmallows...it loves those things. Make sure you have an empty potato sack handy."
--Jade Fraiser

Know a virtual grocery store that sells virtual marshmallows?

Also I have reported you to the internet grammar police for alliteration abuse. I will be reading Strunk and White and sending you appropriate, calming, peaceful language symbols to restore you to the reflective, sensible, no-nonsense, call-life-as-you-see-it holobon who the cafe ~ and me ~ have grown to love and celebrate. Vous etes magnifique!!!

If I could banter a bit better beatitudes while brandishing blathering barney besides blopping bundles of burrowing baloney, then maybe I ~ in utter virtual jealousy ~ might have had bonbons named after me too? N'est pas?

BeauBeau