Splash of majic

"The Guitar"

Max unlocked his mailbox, climbed the stairs to the second floor, and, once inside his efficiency apartment, set the pile of junk mail on the kitchen counter. He turned on the TV to watch football, just as he spent every Monday night for the past four years. He saw a commercial for a new show about New York tycoons. "Just a bunch of fools with money," he said to himself.

The following morning, as he scanned a "Consumer Reports" at the magazine stand down the street, he was interrupted by a man who said, "Like you've got a clue as to what they're talkin' about in that magazine. There's nothin' in there that has anything to do with you."
Max looked over the magazine and saw a man in his mid-thirties, wearing a raggedy old coat and carrying a guitar case and a handful of change. The man picked up the latest issue of "Mad" and said, "Now this is somethin' worth reading."
"Hey, I used to have a wife, a kid, and plenty of money until she threw me out the door, buddy." Max retorted.
"Sure, stranger, that's what they all say, and I used to be Donald Trump 'til I changed my name and became a bum."
Max chuckled at the man's sense of humor and said, "Well, we're all getting along as best we can around here."
"You got that right," the man mumbled as he took out his guitar and began strumming a tune which Max recognized but could not remember the name.
"You're a pretty good player."
"Hell, after doin' this all my life, I've learned what to play to make those with extra change drop in what they can," the man replied.
"I wish I could, but my days of luxury are long gone."
"Where do you come from?" the man asked as he continued playing almost effortlessly.
"Me?" Max replied, "Oh, I used to be second in line to the CEO of a high-class business uptown."
"What happened?"
"I wasted my time and money on pleasure, just to try to be happy," he said, as if sitting there listening to that tune made it all come back so clearly.
"So now you're stuck here, wasting your time watching TV and reading magazines out here because you can't afford 'em?"
Max opened his mouth as if to say something, but could not as he realized how this man standing in front of him playing a guitar knew exactly how his life had changed.
"You know! It happened to you too."
But Max lost his train of thought and his memory of his past life, which he had forgotten long ago, as the man switched tunes and was now playing one very unfamiliar to Max.
"I'm Ray Dawson. What's your name?" the man asked.
"Mmmm... Max Reynolds."
"Well, Max, I've learned that this really isn't a good spot for business after two, so I better get on my way. Besides, I need only thirty more cents for a Big Mac Extra Value Meal down the street at McDonald's," Ray said with a faint smile on his face.

Max began to follow Ray, but stopped, not knowing why he would follow this man wearing a coat in shreds and carrying a beaten-up guitar case. He turned around and went back up to his apartment.

The next morning, Max woke up to the sound of that strangely familiar tune chiming through the window above the couch. He went over to the window and looked out. He saw Ray leaning against the wall, thanking passersby that dropped dimes and quarters and an occasional bill into his open guitar case. Max quickly got dressed and went outside by the newsstand where Ray was playing.

"Hello, Max. Come to read those magazines again?" Ray asked with a smile.
"Actually, I just thought today was a nice day for a walk," Max said.
Ray laughed, "Where do you plan on walking with only one shoe?"
Max looked at Ray with confusion and then looked down, seeing that he had forgotten to put his other shoe on.
"Well, actually, I don't really have anywhere to walk to except here," Max said, sensing the memories coming back to him as he listened to the tune that Ray strummed on his guitar.
"You know, I don't have any money to give you, but if you don't mind I would appreciate it if you would play that tune for a while," Max continued.
"Why, I don't mind at all. Seems like people 'round here are aw'ful generous today," Ray said to Max as he continued to thank those who dropped in coins and a bill once in a while as he played.
Meanwhile, Max just sat against the wall and let the memories come back to him, clear as when they happened: his wedding to Carol...Katie's birth...weekends at Niagara Falls...the good times they had together as a family. As he thought about them, he realized how much he longed for the life that he treasured long ago.

When Max awoke, it was almost dusk, and Ray had already packed up and left. When Max asked the man at the newsstand if he knew where the man with the guitar and guitar case went, he replied, "Buddy, I haven't seen no bum with a guitar case around here for about two years."
"You mean you do know someone like that though?" Max asked anxiously.
"Yeah, his name was somethin' like Ron or Rudy... Hold on... I got it! Ray - Ray Dawson. I knew I remembered him. He was a regular around here."
"What do you mean was?" Max asked.
"Ray died a couple'a years ago. Too bad, too. A lot of people liked him," the man said.

Max went up to his apartment full of confusion and wonder. He opened his door and saw a familiar guitar case sitting by the window. He went over to it and found a note inside. He read:

Max,

You don't need something to remember who you are... I lost my memory of who I was, which could have been good or bad. If you truly treasure your memories, keep them and make the best of them. However you wish to spend the rest of your life, Good Luck!

Your friend,

Ray

Hi <0> I seen the discussion about the triangle and 7 , thought I would share this with you, I shared it with Pavana of course. It showed up a couple of days ago.. funny how things from glp sometimes manifest into my physical surroundings lol.

:triang1:

Someone gave me red karama and asked if i was starting a cult. Lmfao! Absolutely Not!!!!

Lets get this straight!

I am a christian! I am not so closed minded that I discount the whole world because of my love for Christ. I have had several Near Death Experiances and i have read tons and tons and tons of other religions manifests. The only person qualified to judge me is Christ. He alone, decides wethet or not, i am a christian.

Again!

Jesus spoke aramaic

The armamic word for forgivness is shbg. Which means to unlock your mind, unlock your soul, or to loosen free your spirit. Jesus didnt come here as an act of mercy. He came here as an act of grace. To unlock your mind!!!! Free your soul and to set loose your spirit.

Jesus never said, Go, i have healed you. He said, Go, your faith has made you well or your faith has made you whole.

I am NOT new age, its not even "new age" anyway because some of these practices have been working long before their was ever an Israelite.

Another aramic word that Jesus spoke was Abracadabra. Which means: from what i speak, i create.

Have you ever read "The Way"? It is the story of Christ translated from tibeten scrolls. From when he was there with them in his 20's. It is not the roman catholic translation. It is often scrubbed from the Internet. So when you find it, copy and paste it into word or notepad. Its an eye opener. The first translation was written by a Roman officer who defected from the roman army whose name was sifr (the Arabic word for zero coincidently) In the Tibetan scrolls he is refered to as sifr the soldier of truth. Sometimes you can find "the way" by searching his name.

For the record, im just here as a custodial of this thread. This thread is not about me. I started it intuitively. I contribute when i can, and i ensure its integrity by deleting the troll posts. Other than that it will unfold how it unfolds and it will be what it will be.

I am also not trying to start any cult. Lmfao

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Super cool!!!!

Im changing my handle back to <0> because it is more fitting.

Great picture Fringe. :)

The tree directly below it, looks like a baboon to me.

Thank You Seer

That tree below it reminds me of the profile of my rosebud( had to put her down little over 2 years ago and the same night my grandson was born at 11:11pm truly a bittersweet day) , so I see it as her on watch for me.

I can see that. What amazing timing. A sign indeed.

You will have to tell him of her, when he is older.

Wow! Good stuff!!!!! :)

Sorry it took me so long to get to it. Been driving all day.

Is a 6 pointed star around the Eye. Very cool image.:)

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An oldie but a goodie.

I uploaded it here, just before this one. Seems apt. Heh.





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I recall years ago Dion mentioning to pay attention to the negative space between things.

Invaluable lesson.

It is the space inbetween "thing" that sets thr boundaries for all material to have shape and form. Even the words we convey. :)

Within every apple is the potential of a thousand thousand orchards.

"Mind the gap". ;)

Hello secret. 0'course.:)

Love is an ability, an action, Love is a metephore for the truth.

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Thread: Delusional self defense guru dares martial artist to punch through his “energy shield”

'4 Educational Purpose Only'

Verifiable Existence Sucks N RealLife.

Love is beautiful. It has the ability to change the entire planet. The path is narrow and the door is closing. Everything has been recorded. Love has always been the key, the door, and the guard...

Now that IS funny!

Beautiful!

Why are you wearing aether's old avatar, 0?

Is weird.

Weirder than your previous avatar.

This is aether's old avatar????!!!! I didnt rememebr that! Which is odd, i have a super good memory. I will promptly change it. I dont even smoke. And im not a big fan of aethers. I was just looking at lions and liked it.

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Yes.

That was his avatar when I first met him. Which he remarks about constantly.

When he does, that is.

In the process of changing it. I do not talk to aether and havent in a loooooong time since he left his X thread.

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Thanks!

Fixed with a temporary pic.

Ha ha ha ha. I didnt even know aether had a thread and was currently on glp.



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