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The Journey of a Man
« on: December 02, 2009, 08:24:54 PM »
He descends.  Bit by bit.

The fog has been around for some time.  But slowly it is clearing.  He sees the ground some times, in patches.  What did he see ?  And then the fog closes around him again and he can forget about it for a while ... but something is nagging at him ... he saw something !  There was something there !  It seemed important ... what was it I saw ?

As I progress on the journey books that I didn't understand before now make sense, somehow I have learnt the language of this book and it means something to me now, drawing me forward.

Other men on this journey have written about their journey.  They have written what they see from where they are standing, and their writings are bridges to walk across showing us the road home.

I discard.  Jettison.  Bit by bit, I discard everything.  I have come far enough down this road to guess what the end of the road looks like. 

It looks like Arunachala. 
* Arise, arise, Riders of Theoden!  Spears shall be shaken, Shields shall be splintered,
* A sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
* Ride now, ride for ruin and the world's ending                                       
* Death !!  Death !!  Death !!


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Re: The Journey of a Man
« Reply #1 on: December 03, 2009, 02:07:37 PM »
Dear rideover,

Yes. When it is cloudy, we all say that Sun is hidden.  No.  The
clouds can never hide the sun, which is 8 light minutes away.
It is only our eyes that are hidden by the clouds.  The journey
is no doubt, quite tough.  It is like ascending the summit of
Arunachala, straight in a vertical climbing.

Arunachala Siva. 


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Re: The Journey of a Man
« Reply #2 on: December 10, 2009, 09:12:18 PM »
I discard.  Jettison.  Bit by bit, I discard everything.

wow! u must be feeling so light...discarding everything bit by bit...

light...drawn to light....drawn to aruna...

drawn to arunachala...