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My favorite color is red.
the scarlet blood on my right pinkie toe bleeda

Of course, you are right. I shall be Wildflower- for when my bloom is gone I will scatter seeds which will remain on this sweet earth forever. We can spend eternity together.
Why yes i do, how about you, anonymous stranger?

Why do you not sign your name, don't you wish to be heard as a being, not as just an anonymous post?

Rise up from the shackles of annonimity and state your name stranger, for it is you who will speak out what i know.

For then, only then, will you be recognized for who you are, not just what we know.

-Shadow


The Shadow knows.....
of course there is i'll be around forever
-shadow
I wonder---is there anybody out there?


peachy keen
red
red and blue are interestin colors in philosipy but black is the color of shadows in which i lurk imgine SHADOWS REALM IMAGINE what i would be like in a place like that
-shadow
i kinda like blue
i kinda like blue
i kinda like blue
i kinda like blue
i kinda like blue
Red is the color that bleeds from me
blue is the hue that makes me see
orange is the color that melts the sea
green is the color of the human being
My wedding dress is scarlet.
Red...the color of passion...hot passion...the fabric of life. Red...a vital color one we do well to remember.
Naked Life
red den:
red den: red: the color of my dictionary (which i find i use more and more the older i get), the color of the can of soda i spilled out the window of my car (don't worry, i recycled it), the color of the moon the last day i lived in iowa as we sneaked (snucked?... snuck? nevermind, not important) into someome else's swimming pool to wash our feet and remember water gun fights and i held someone i loved.

thalia


red: the color of unrelenting anger, the color by which resentment is best expressed, the color of profound diappointment. Now I know where I am, but where do I go from here? BH
red den. red: the color for which crimson strives by courting the yellows and blues, the color for which the bull dives or just an embarrassing hue. The color of a lady's lips or the little nibbled skin on a man's fingertips.
e-Dan
red den. red: the color of blood, a rose, a really cold nose in the winter. A painted nail, the color of my dress, the color of katsup when it makes a mess.
-Ashlee the 13year old in italy
Where am I?
Ha ha!
About the bug in the carpet, it would have have been nice if the bug was with a friend.

ONLY RECENTLY


I believe this is a den dedicated to parables, fables and such like.


Hmm... What's this?
A wise, old frog was explaining to the younger frogs the balance of nature:

“Do you see how that fly eats that gnat? And now (with a bite) I eat the fly. It is all part of the great scheme of things.”
“Isn’t it bad to kill in order to live?” asked a thoughtful frog.
“It depends...” answered the wise frog just as a snake swallowed her in one chomp before the frog had finished her sentence.
“Depends on what?” shouted the students.
“Depends on whether you’re looking at things from the inside or the outside,” came the muffled response from inside the snake.


Hey, it wasn't red.
In a far-off land, in ancient times, there was this guy who went for a walk. A paper bag was flying throught the air and landed right on his head. The man was not so bright, and wondered where the world had gone. He spent the rest of the afternoon looking for the world, but was actually wandering through the marketplace with a paper bag on his head. This caused him to step on all the merchants, who forgave him his clumbsiness because they saw that he was blind to the world. In fact, a large group of people began to follow him around, curious as to whether or not he would discover that he was blinded by a paper bag (they couldn't help him, it was a capital offence to take anything off of another person's head in this place). Finally, a monkey who was dangling from a nearby tree jumped on the man's head, and then into a passing wagon, taking the bag with him (so he could keep his babies warm). The man could see again, and rejoiced greatly.

This is the origin of the phrase "Let's get this monkey on the wagon", which symbolizes reawakening and purpose.

-Cosmo Bimbo, Almighty Lord of Onomatopoeia



Nope.
is anyone in here at the moment? eh, anyone home?


nico blue


Once upon a time there was made the most beautiful, intricate, giant Persian rug ever.As is the case with all thick, plush, tightly woven rugs, within this rug lived a tiny, TINY little bug.

All this tiny being ever saw...all it ever knew; was it's problems.It's obsticles.The obsticles, however, were of course strands in this fantasitic, gorgeous rug, which it had such great difficulty in traversing.

The bug lived it's life fussing and struggling and in constant conflict with its environment....never knowing the greater pattern and beauty within which it lived.

Eventually, the tiny insect died.It died after a life of bitterness and blind , needless harshness.

We must learn a lesson from this insect.We must see the greater, intricate patterns around us and the grander-scope of beauty in which we dwell....which are also the things that create our obstacles.


What an eloquent thing to say.
My ass hurts

This is from "Zen Mind, Beginner's Mind" By Shunryu Suzuki:

I went to Yosemite National Park, and I saw some huge waterfalls. The highest one there is 1340 feet high, and from it the water comes down like a curtain thrown down from the top of the mountain. It does not seem to come down swiftly, as you might expect; it seems to come down very slowly because of the distance. And the water does not come down as a stream, but is separated into many tiny streams. From a distance it looks like a curtain. And I thought it must be a very difficult experience for each drop of water to come down from the top of such a high mountain. It takes time, you know, a long time, for the water finally to reach the bottom of the waterfall. And it seems to me that our human life may be like this. We have many difficult experiences in our life. But at the same time, I thought, the water was not originally separated, but was one whole river. Only when it is separated does it have some difficulty falling. It is as if the water does not have any feeling when it is one whole river. Only when separated into many drops can it begin to have or to express some feeling. When we see one whole river we do not feel the living activity of the water, but when we dip a part of the water into a dipper, we experience some feeling of the water. Feeling ourselves and the water in this way, we cannot use it in just a material way. It is a living thing.

Before we were born we had no feeling; we were one with the universe. This is called "mind-only," or "essence of mind," or "big mind." After we are separated by birth from this oneness, as the water falling from the waterfall is separated by the wind and rocks, then we have feeling. You have difficulty because you have feeling. You attach to the feeling you have without knowing just how this kind of feeing is created. When you do not realize that you are one with the river, or one with the universe, you have fear. Whether it is separated into drops or not, water is water. Our life and death are the same thing. When we realize this fact we have no fear of death anymore, and we have no actual difficulty in our life.


New Topic is: Parables.

All religions, all nationalities....

Send unto the ethers your fave/profound/down right odd parables; and the alembic chalice of DanZen will collect 'em.


New topic, please. I grow weary of this den.
i'm not here
nope.
no
is anyone hear?

wow, i'm so dumb.

This is in red...

did this work?


*S*
Whos there?
Am I red?
Guess not :-(
Am I red?
hi

These dens are mysterious to me. This site is intriguing. The chat format is very red. Lovely.
You sure are!
im so cool

Look, you are in green,
why do you do that?


RED? RED? RED?
That is exactly correct.
Like this?


I cut-and-pasted what you typed and then changed the brackets.
Ok, don't try it then, but don't say I did not tell you how.

CZ


I cannot tell you here, if I type the HTML to tell you such, it will not print, only turning my own message red.

Try this...

(FONT COLOR="FF0000")This is in red...(/FONT)
Except using the greater than and less than signs instead of parenthesis...

Chaos Zen


yes I want to know too please!!
Like this...
H - is for how do you make those red colors in the entries?
A - is for Apple
N - I am nothing
5-I'm 565!
R-I'm Roger - I'm here but now I'm gone
J=bye everyone
bye everyone my name is jennie i will put a J be for every thing i say
if so say I

is anyone here?

It looks like old Apple IIe colors.
Too bad there is no red in the color selection.
You are in the Red Den of Dan Zen.
Where am I?
hello?
Not realy, as is often the case, I'll make a note of where I should go, and may even get there if I don't forget to do so.

Chaos Zen


Sometimes if you are in a rush you can throw in some quick direction. Are people always eager to go somewhere else when online? (How's that for quick direction)
e-Dan
I'll have to go back and devise a theory on the significance of the Descriptions Den. As for signing, there is some amusement to be found in much of the anonymity. I like to guess who some of the post sound like, weather by vocabulary, manerism or quirk. The only downside comes from those who post single words, have little to say, or apearantly never return.

Chaos Zen


Who just wrote ha!!? Unfortunately, I don't have a guess. Theopolis usually has longer posts. And I've been having trouble keeping track of others. What do you guys think about signing posts? It may provide for more communication. I was glad when someone found the Descriptions Den.

e-Dan


ha!! You are 565!!!!
I like to remain somewhat of a game myself, but if that were a legitamate guess at one of my unsigned messages, then You win 1 point, E-Dan.

565


Yes, I am 565.
That's cool. Are you 565?

e-Dan


My first experience with the internet involved finding a chat room. Some that I have chatted with at that time sre still, several years later, very dear friends...
It seems like 1st experience is not here. That's too bad because first experiences can often be the best. I would have liked to witness one.

e-Dan


Anyways, whether you forgive me or not, sorry 1st experiance
RE:
Perhaps, but so is calling someone a bully - two wrongs don't make a right. Mind you this blatent piousness is not mutch better. Perhaps that person was lending a hand by advancing a reality check. There is some question as to whether 1st experience was telling the truth or being larksome. I wish he or she would come back.
--
I was lending a hand of advice. And did you notice my saying "No offence"?
The game is in discerning the enigma, a game where to objective is to determine the question, before it can be answered. Could it be a ridle evoking the emotions of new experience? What is lacking or undesired in doing such? Is it not a great game for those of complex mind?

Chaos Zen


On the other hand if you are on the computer 24-7 you don't really have much of a life yourself.
Perhaps, but so is calling someone a bully - two wrongs don't make a right. Mind you this blatent piousness is not mutch better. Perhaps that person was lending a hand by advancing a reality check. There is some question as to whether 1st experience was telling the truth or being larksome. I wish he or she would come back.
i think that person was quite rude earlier!
putting people off of things is quite bully-like
dontcha know!?
1st Experience, what do you want this Den to be?
Are you still there 1st experience?
Nice reply. When you think you've seen it all, suspend cynisism and start a fresh.
Computer game? And this is your first experiance of any? No offence, but, GET A LIFE MAN!
Cool. What do you hope might happen?
e-Dan

this is my 1st experience of any computer game