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Nov 08, 1996 08:55 PM
by joseph k price
The popular arts are veritable mind field of spirituality. One of my favorite dixiebilly tune goes: Well, it's all right and she's going strong We gotta get right back to where we started from. Love is cruel Love can be kind We gotta get right back to where we started from - Oh yeah You get hurt, by the little things she does You know she's only just begun Well, it's all right and she's coming strong We gotta get right back to where we started from. Hindu sages can see the dance of Shakit - SIva in these simple lines where the dark goddess Kali fed up with the fickle wickedness of man decides on Kremhild's revenge and that's putting it mildly. The only hope is to get back to the moment BEFORE the big bang when the manifest world was just a wind in the dreamy eyes of Vishnu's slumbering on the lotus serpent. The Kiss of The Cobra Women is a real Spider's Stratgem fit for a Hitchcockian denoument of the innocent man ever running through eon of incarnation and reincarnation. Always followed by the thought police of the religiously Righteous. Cary Grant, too, always protested his innocence, but he was the man who knew too much, but couldn't make it save his son from the kidnapper's cluthces. Doris Day sang Que Sera - Que Sera as a bogus interlude. So we pause for a look at all those little sweet nothings that mean so much in the great scheme of things. In fact, they seem to be the very fabric that holds society together. What would all those parted lips do if there were those little fingers to blow a kiss or slam dunk a breath in through the hoop dreamed. Kitty seems to have a lot of work in the litter. Animal training, like controlling the kids needs government survellance for abuse of "managed care". And while we are on that little cookie, NIGHTLINE had an expose that everything you say in confidence to your doctor and pschyological counsellors is interwoven in you insurance files so that anybody on the internet with an little hack and an handsaw can tell you your feelings better that you can get in touch with 911. But how could we get along without all this glorious serving the compu-max.com. I love it. You have too. Keith Price