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 Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2014 3:10 pm
King of Relms Nebbia d Argento King of Relms Lily: thats something the gods have decided... still oubt im leader material Skarit: ...no idea...its probably just fate hehe Mystic :ithink they play around too much...gets them in trouble...way too much..and getsme involvd in things id rather avoid Twins: shes stuck up stuckup indeed she needs to play around more.. be less serious@Skarit: but but I wuvs you ; . ; why not wuv me back? D: > -huggles- > . < @Chillia: so, thought about how would it be your relationship with the cubs if you were on the same side? @Twins : Have you thought about your relationship with Chillia if you were on the same side? Skarit: srry its just fate Chilia: what cubs? Twins: nope....never met her so wenever had to think about it ^^ @ all: thank you very much = ~=
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 1:13 pm
Xuza: Takeshi, why are you talking backwards... Seriously.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 1:17 pm
Corvo Bianco
Charles: Why are most female imbeciles such as yourself so attractive?
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 1:19 pm
Crasher Wave Corvo Bianco
Charles: Why are most female imbeciles such as yourself so attractive?Xuza: You're doing it too! Ok, seriously, what is this? Was there something in that granola this morning...?
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 1:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 1:23 pm
Xuza: Umm... Hello? confused What?
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 6:16 pm
Ok now, question round for the wise monk. Technically all the colors that we see are but a reversal refraction of the true color. Meaning that red is actually green and black is white. Now. If you are one of those monks who seek illumination. Tell me what color is the color of the soul? Is it the same? Is it the inverse? Could it be that the so called illusion of existence be but a mere reversal refraction of the actual existence? Aaannnd go!
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 6:35 pm
Ehh? a bit busy aren't we? How about a quick round of questions? @ the pink haired chick What are the odds of you actually pairing up with that other girl? @ the brunette. What's your deepest secret. @ the black haired woman. What are you? @ The kyubi. What's with the flames? @ the rehead. Are you really in a relationship with the monk? Annnd Go!
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 6:42 pm
Fiore di Giglio Ok now, question round for the wise monk. Technically all the colors that we see are but a reversal refraction of the true color. Meaning that red is actually green and black is white. Now. If you are one of those monks who seek illumination. Tell me what color is the color of the soul? Is it the same? Is it the inverse? Could it be that the so called illusion of existence be but a mere reversal refraction of the actual existence? Aaannnd go! Illo: The nature of the soul is incomparably simple in its presentation, so that it is reflected in everything with no adulterations, yet is incomprehensible in that when one tries to observe the beauty of the soul their perception invariably distorts its image. Before you asked that question, and before I set out on my journey, we both knew in full the color of the soul, but as we became aware of the concept of the enlightened self, a self which is indeed at one with this truth, we were blinded, not by the knowledge itself but by the vehicle by which knowledge is transformed into enlightenment. The soul is same, inverse, each possible option, combination, and neither. All outcomes happen in complete dominance, in concert and not at all. So to say the soul is akin to a color is correct in that it must be like everything, but incorrect for the true nature of the soul because it only allows for the complete dominant expression. The true color of the soul can be seen when one has aligned their perception of his/her soul with those of external observers without losing either's sovereignty, and then forgetting that perception itself exists so that all can be accounted for in splendor in the light of our wisdom and that light be cast upon the light of the soul which exists before and beyond concept. When that type of light is cast, then you may see the color of the soul.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 6:47 pm
Corvo Bianco Fiore di Giglio Ok now, question round for the wise monk. Technically all the colors that we see are but a reversal refraction of the true color. Meaning that red is actually green and black is white. Now. If you are one of those monks who seek illumination. Tell me what color is the color of the soul? Is it the same? Is it the inverse? Could it be that the so called illusion of existence be but a mere reversal refraction of the actual existence? Aaannnd go! Illo: The nature of the soul is incomparably simple in its presentation, so that it is reflected in everything with no adulterations, yet is incomprehensible in that when one tries to observe the beauty of the soul their perception invariably distorts its image. Before you asked that question, and before I set out on my journey, we both knew in full the color of the soul, but as we became aware of the concept of the enlightened self, a self which is indeed at one with this truth, we were blinded, not by the knowledge itself but by the vehicle by which knowledge is transformed into enlightenment. The soul is same, inverse, each possible option, combination, and neither. All outcomes happen in complete dominance, in concert and not at all. So to say the soul is akin to a color is correct in that it must be like everything, but incorrect for the true nature of the soul because it only allows for the complete dominant expression. The true color of the soul can be seen when one has aligned their perception of his/her soul with those of external observers without losing either's sovereignty, and then forgetting that perception itself exists so that all can be accounted for in splendor in the light of our wisdom and that light be cast upon the light of the soul which exists before and beyond concept. When that type of light is cast, then you may see the color of the soul. Which means you don't want to tell me which color is it. Meanie stare Onto the next question. What is the meaning of a monk? Do you even meditate bro? What's the sweetest thing you've tasted/experienced? How many monks does it take to illuminate a person?
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 6:49 pm
@ Donovan. Are you a poker card?
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 7:06 pm
Fiore di Giglio Corvo Bianco Fiore di Giglio Ok now, question round for the wise monk. Technically all the colors that we see are but a reversal refraction of the true color. Meaning that red is actually green and black is white. Now. If you are one of those monks who seek illumination. Tell me what color is the color of the soul? Is it the same? Is it the inverse? Could it be that the so called illusion of existence be but a mere reversal refraction of the actual existence? Aaannnd go! Illo: The nature of the soul is incomparably simple in its presentation, so that it is reflected in everything with no adulterations, yet is incomprehensible in that when one tries to observe the beauty of the soul their perception invariably distorts its image. Before you asked that question, and before I set out on my journey, we both knew in full the color of the soul, but as we became aware of the concept of the enlightened self, a self which is indeed at one with this truth, we were blinded, not by the knowledge itself but by the vehicle by which knowledge is transformed into enlightenment. The soul is same, inverse, each possible option, combination, and neither. All outcomes happen in complete dominance, in concert and not at all. So to say the soul is akin to a color is correct in that it must be like everything, but incorrect for the true nature of the soul because it only allows for the complete dominant expression. The true color of the soul can be seen when one has aligned their perception of his/her soul with those of external observers without losing either's sovereignty, and then forgetting that perception itself exists so that all can be accounted for in splendor in the light of our wisdom and that light be cast upon the light of the soul which exists before and beyond concept. When that type of light is cast, then you may see the color of the soul. Which means you don't want to tell me which color is it. Meanie stare Onto the next question. What is the meaning of a monk? Do you even meditate bro? What's the sweetest thing you've tasted/experienced? How many monks does it take to illuminate a person? Illo: The meaning of a monk? An interesting thought. Suppose you could begin by not asking if I meditate, but whether I am not meditating; asking to understand meaning when what is to comprehended is not meaning. As monk, we seek to find meaning, and therefor bring the concept of comprehension where we go. That is our meaning. As for the sweetest thing I have tasted, it was the first drop of honey that fell to my tongue after I had passed the trial of the Iron Phoenix. Not as many as it takes to screw in a lightbulb... Those are tricky.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 7:11 pm
Corvo Bianco Fiore di Giglio Corvo Bianco Fiore di Giglio Ok now, question round for the wise monk. Technically all the colors that we see are but a reversal refraction of the true color. Meaning that red is actually green and black is white. Now. If you are one of those monks who seek illumination. Tell me what color is the color of the soul? Is it the same? Is it the inverse? Could it be that the so called illusion of existence be but a mere reversal refraction of the actual existence? Aaannnd go! Illo: The nature of the soul is incomparably simple in its presentation, so that it is reflected in everything with no adulterations, yet is incomprehensible in that when one tries to observe the beauty of the soul their perception invariably distorts its image. Before you asked that question, and before I set out on my journey, we both knew in full the color of the soul, but as we became aware of the concept of the enlightened self, a self which is indeed at one with this truth, we were blinded, not by the knowledge itself but by the vehicle by which knowledge is transformed into enlightenment. The soul is same, inverse, each possible option, combination, and neither. All outcomes happen in complete dominance, in concert and not at all. So to say the soul is akin to a color is correct in that it must be like everything, but incorrect for the true nature of the soul because it only allows for the complete dominant expression. The true color of the soul can be seen when one has aligned their perception of his/her soul with those of external observers without losing either's sovereignty, and then forgetting that perception itself exists so that all can be accounted for in splendor in the light of our wisdom and that light be cast upon the light of the soul which exists before and beyond concept. When that type of light is cast, then you may see the color of the soul. Which means you don't want to tell me which color is it. Meanie stare Onto the next question. What is the meaning of a monk? Do you even meditate bro? What's the sweetest thing you've tasted/experienced? How many monks does it take to illuminate a person? Illo: The meaning of a monk? An interesting thought. Suppose you could begin by not asking if I meditate, but whether I am not meditating; asking to understand meaning when what is to comprehended is not meaning. As monk, we seek to find meaning, and therefor bring the concept of comprehension where we go. That is our meaning. As for the sweetest thing I have tasted, it was the first drop of honey that fell to my tongue after I had passed the trial of the Iron Phoenix. Not as many as it takes to screw in a lightbulb... Those are tricky. Yeah I can imagine them already. "Isn't it lighted already?" "The light bulb is just an illusion" "The room itself its an illusion" "Even if we put the light bulb does it really illuminate?" "What is illumination?" And they could go on and on. Now, For the final question. Do you really like your life as a monk? Reinforcing the question. Have you never dream of having a different life?
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 7:15 pm
Fiore di Giglio Ehh? a bit busy aren't we? How about a quick round of questions? @ the pink haired chick What are the odds of you actually pairing up with that other girl? @ the brunette. What's your deepest secret. @ the black haired woman. What are you? @ The kyubi. What's with the flames? @ the rehead. Are you really in a relationship with the monk? Annnd Go! What girl are you talking about? I'm dead at the moment so there's no chance to have any kind of social interactions. Misty:N-none of your business O///O B-but I ... I think It would be the fact that I'm only a remnant of a previous life. @ Eva:I am harmless ^ ^ @ Volpeo:What flames? Have you seen the young maiden? I've been looking for her > . > @ Melani:Of course I am, but not that kind of relationship.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 7:17 pm
Fiore di Giglio Corvo Bianco Fiore di Giglio Corvo Bianco Fiore di Giglio Ok now, question round for the wise monk. Technically all the colors that we see are but a reversal refraction of the true color. Meaning that red is actually green and black is white. Now. If you are one of those monks who seek illumination. Tell me what color is the color of the soul? Is it the same? Is it the inverse? Could it be that the so called illusion of existence be but a mere reversal refraction of the actual existence? Aaannnd go! Illo: The nature of the soul is incomparably simple in its presentation, so that it is reflected in everything with no adulterations, yet is incomprehensible in that when one tries to observe the beauty of the soul their perception invariably distorts its image. Before you asked that question, and before I set out on my journey, we both knew in full the color of the soul, but as we became aware of the concept of the enlightened self, a self which is indeed at one with this truth, we were blinded, not by the knowledge itself but by the vehicle by which knowledge is transformed into enlightenment. The soul is same, inverse, each possible option, combination, and neither. All outcomes happen in complete dominance, in concert and not at all. So to say the soul is akin to a color is correct in that it must be like everything, but incorrect for the true nature of the soul because it only allows for the complete dominant expression. The true color of the soul can be seen when one has aligned their perception of his/her soul with those of external observers without losing either's sovereignty, and then forgetting that perception itself exists so that all can be accounted for in splendor in the light of our wisdom and that light be cast upon the light of the soul which exists before and beyond concept. When that type of light is cast, then you may see the color of the soul. Which means you don't want to tell me which color is it. Meanie stare Onto the next question. What is the meaning of a monk? Do you even meditate bro? What's the sweetest thing you've tasted/experienced? How many monks does it take to illuminate a person? Illo: The meaning of a monk? An interesting thought. Suppose you could begin by not asking if I meditate, but whether I am not meditating; asking to understand meaning when what is to comprehended is not meaning. As monk, we seek to find meaning, and therefor bring the concept of comprehension where we go. That is our meaning. As for the sweetest thing I have tasted, it was the first drop of honey that fell to my tongue after I had passed the trial of the Iron Phoenix. Not as many as it takes to screw in a lightbulb... Those are tricky. Yeah I can imagine them already. "Isn't it lighted already?" "The light bulb is just an illusion" "The room itself its an illusion" "Even if we put the light bulb does it really illuminate?" "What is illumination?" And they could go on and on. Now, For the final question. Do you really like your life as a monk? Reinforcing the question. Have you never dream of having a different life? Illo: I won't lie, I do. When I do, I believe an entirely new reality awaits, and I could easily pass through to a universe in which I am not a monk. However, I also believe doing so could compromise the universe and that iteration of myself in order to preserve the distance and sovereignty of each universe. Which takes us to our original question... (You should see him grocery shop. "Why don't they call it a CANelope?")
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