[FairfieldLife] Re: Who will care for the Movement Now?
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, obbajeeba no_reply@... wrote: I have a couple of backjacks with that tree emblem on the cover, starting to fade and lightly shred in the weave at pressure points. This is the coolest thing you have written here for me Obba. I wish I had thought of this. The visual detail is genius. High five! Buck Wait!! Don't do it Oh, you are only meditating and planting seeds. : ) NOOO! Please don't go!! Fuck. Another FFLifer goin away. Wait. Remember we have your back here. I have a couple of backjacks with that tree emblem on the cover, starting to fade and lightly shred in the weave at pressure points. Keep happy and don't let those crownies get you down! I am on a mission! Just wait and see! Farming Family Love (FFL) --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Friends, I won't be here long on FFL, I hope you'll remember Buck as a communitarian. Naturally In Love, and Kindness, -Buck in FF Farewell, bain world, I'm going home To play on the golden flute. (Call:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (Respond:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (c)To play on the golden flute, (c)To play on the golden flute. (all:) I want to be where the Unified Field is, To play on the golden flute. !YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*! My hope is built on nothing less Than Natural Law and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on the Transcendent. Refrain: On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear?
[FairfieldLife] Re: Who will care for the Movement Now?
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, obbajeeba no_reply@ wrote: I have a couple of backjacks with that tree emblem on the cover, starting to fade and lightly shred in the weave at pressure points. This is the coolest thing you have written here for me Obba. I wish I had thought of this. The visual detail is genius. High five! Thanks! Same here from me! LOL Buck Wait!! Don't do it Oh, you are only meditating and planting seeds. : ) NOOO! Please don't go!! Fuck. Another FFLifer goin away. Wait. Remember we have your back here. I have a couple of backjacks with that tree emblem on the cover, starting to fade and lightly shred in the weave at pressure points. Keep happy and don't let those crownies get you down! I am on a mission! Just wait and see! Farming Family Love (FFL) --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Friends, I won't be here long on FFL, I hope you'll remember Buck as a communitarian. Naturally In Love, and Kindness, -Buck in FF Farewell, bain world, I'm going home To play on the golden flute. (Call:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (Respond:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (c)To play on the golden flute, (c)To play on the golden flute. (all:) I want to be where the Unified Field is, To play on the golden flute. !YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*! My hope is built on nothing less Than Natural Law and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on the Transcendent. Refrain: On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my
[FairfieldLife] Re: Who will care for the Movement Now?
Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@... wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the TMmovement? My interest and care is simple. I've said it before several times. The last time I enumerated it was in this post: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/298163 -Buck in FF
[FairfieldLife] Re: Who will care for the Movement Now?
Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the TMmovement? My interest and care is simple. I've said it before several times. The last time I enumerated it was in this post: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/298163 -Buck in FF
[FairfieldLife] Re: Who will care for the Movement Now?
I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the TMmovement? My interest and care is simple. I've said it before several times. The last time I enumerated it was in this post: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/298163 -Buck in FF
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Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the TMmovement? My interest and care is simple. I've said it before several times. The last time I enumerated it was in this post: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/298163 -Buck in FF
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Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the TMmovement? My interest and care is simple. I've said it before several times. The last time I enumerated it was in this post: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/298163 -Buck in FF
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YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the TMmovement? My interest and care is simple. I've said it before several times. The last time I enumerated it was in this post: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/298163 -Buck in FF
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When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the TMmovement? My interest and care is simple. I've said it before several times. The last time I enumerated it was in this post: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/298163 -Buck in FF
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This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the TMmovement? My interest and care is simple. I've said it before several times. The last time I enumerated it was in this post: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/298163
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When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the
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On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF
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My hope is built on nothing less Than Natural Law and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on the Transcendent. Refrain: On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect
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(c)To play on the golden flute, (c)To play on the golden flute. (all:) I want to be where Krishna is, To play on the golden flute. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* My hope is built on nothing less Than Natural Law and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on the Transcendent. Refrain: On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked
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Farewell, bain world, I'm going home To play on the golden flute. (Call:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (Respond:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (c)To play on the golden flute, (c)To play on the golden flute. (all:) I want to be where the Unified Field is, To play on the golden flute. !YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*! My hope is built on nothing less Than Natural Law and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on the Transcendent. Refrain: On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President!
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Friends, I won't be here long on FFL, I hope you'll remember Buck as a communitarian. Naturally In Love, and Kindness, -Buck in FF Farewell, bain world, I'm going home To play on the golden flute. (Call:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (Respond:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (c)To play on the golden flute, (c)To play on the golden flute. (all:) I want to be where the Unified Field is, To play on the golden flute. !YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*! My hope is built on nothing less Than Natural Law and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on the Transcendent. Refrain: On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields
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He was a good guy. Friends, I won't be here long on FFL, I hope you'll remember Buck as a communitarian. Naturally In Love, and Kindness, -Buck in FF Farewell, bain world, I'm going home To play on the golden flute. (Call:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (Respond:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (c)To play on the golden flute, (c)To play on the golden flute. (all:) I want to be where the Unified Field is, To play on the golden flute. !YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*! My hope is built on nothing less Than Natural Law and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on the Transcendent. Refrain: On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now?
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Why? But 'why'? Three things at least, 1. I live here and this is in my neighborhood, it effects me. 2. I'd like to see them succeed for large and small reasons. And 3. How they behave affects a lot of my friends here. It is about that simple. -Buck He was a good guy. Friends, I won't be here long on FFL, I hope you'll remember Buck as a communitarian. Naturally In Love, and Kindness, -Buck in FF Farewell, bain world, I'm going home To play on the golden flute. (Call:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (Respond:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (c)To play on the golden flute, (c)To play on the golden flute. (all:) I want to be where the Unified Field is, To play on the golden flute. !YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*! My hope is built on nothing less Than Natural Law and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on the Transcendent. Refrain: On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow,
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Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Let this backjack be my pillow, And my mantle be the sky; hasten, comrades on to meditation, I like a good meditator will transition on. Soon with angels I'll be meditating, With Bright laurels on my brow; I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? President of your existence! President, of the presiding fields of consciousness, and the fields of flowing flowers! Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Buck for President! Friends, members of FFL, I appreciate the honor you do me; if nominated I will not run, if elected I will not serve. However, if appointed by Rick Archer to be President of FFL I might do so if also asked to be his Regent. I desire no crown. However, I am not bucking for the job and I do not expect to be here long. It is coming planting season now and shortly I expect to take to the fields working. I don't expect to be here long on FFL. Most Faithfully Your Kind Servant, YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*. -Buck in FF --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: People often ask me why I care about these things of the TMmovement? My interest and care is simple. I've said it before several times. The last time I enumerated it was in this post: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FairfieldLife/message/298163 -Buck in FF
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Hey Buck, are you O.K. or are you just trolling? --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@... wrote: He was a good guy. Friends, I won't be here long on FFL, I hope you'll remember Buck as a communitarian. Naturally In Love, and Kindness, -Buck in FF Farewell, bain world, I'm going home To play on the golden flute.
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--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, raunchydog raunchydog@... wrote: Hey Buck, are you O.K. or are you just trolling? Buck is doing just fine thank you, he's having great spiritual experiences all the time. He meditates a lot. He works in the Unified Field. He just won't be here long. Raunch, He's turning FFL over to you to watch over. Good luck, it's a tuff job to stick up for the right things here. Like being a stick standing up in the mud. But you obviously are up to it. !YogasthaH *Kuru KarmaaNi*! He'll be leaving soon. We've all shared a lot here. Buck sends his Best and Fondest Regards to all, -Buck in FF He was a good guy. Friends, I won't be here long on FFL, I hope you'll remember Buck as a communitarian. Naturally In Love, and Kindness, -Buck in FF Farewell, bain world, I'm going home To play on the golden flute.
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--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, raunchydog raunchydog@ wrote: Hey Buck, are you O.K. or are you just trolling? Buck is doing just fine thank you, he's having great spiritual experiences all the time. He meditates a lot. He works in the Unified Field. He just won't be here long. Buck will be gone until the 10th.
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--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@... wrote: He was a good guy. A very good guy who really needed a checking.
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Buck Wait!! Don't do it Oh, you are only meditating and planting seeds. : ) NOOO! Please don't go!! Fuck. Another FFLifer goin away. Wait. Remember we have your back here. I have a couple of backjacks with that tree emblem on the cover, starting to fade and lightly shred in the weave at pressure points. Keep happy and don't let those crownies get you down! I am on a mission! Just wait and see! Farming Family Love (FFL) --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@... wrote: Friends, I won't be here long on FFL, I hope you'll remember Buck as a communitarian. Naturally In Love, and Kindness, -Buck in FF Farewell, bain world, I'm going home To play on the golden flute. (Call:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (Respond:) My Savior smiles and bids me come To play on the golden flute. (c)To play on the golden flute, (c)To play on the golden flute. (all:) I want to be where the Unified Field is, To play on the golden flute. !YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi*! My hope is built on nothing less Than Natural Law and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on the Transcendent. Refrain: On Natural Law, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils this lovely face, I rest on Its unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. This oath, this covenant, this blood Support me in the whelming flood; When all around my soul gives way, This then is all my hope and stay. When It shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in It be found; Dressed in Its righteousness alone, Faultless to Be in the Unified Field. YogasthaH *kuru karmaaNi* In thanks, -Buck in FF Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. Fare-well bain world! I'm going to meditate! The Unified Field smiles and bids me come, And I don't care to stay here long! Sweet meditations beckon me away, To sing the Unified Field's praise in endless day, And I don't care to stay here long! Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief and woe my soul shall fly, And I don't care to stay here long! Bright meditation shall convey me home, Away to the Unified Field, And I don't care to stay here long. Right up yonder, meditate, away up yonder; O, yes, in the unified field, for I don't care to stay here long. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck wrote: Position opening soon on FFL: Public Defender of the TM Faith. Apply within. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Buck dhamiltony2k5@ wrote: Utopian's Mortality: Why I am so weak and weary with FFL? See how faint my heated breath, All around me seems darkness. Tell me, comrades, is this death? Ah! How well I know your answer, It's just a POV. To my fate I meekly bow. If you'll only tell me truly, Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus: Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen, Who will care for the Movement now? Who will comfort the Movement in sorrow? Who will dry the falling tear? Gently smooth its wrinkled forehead? Who will whisper words of cheer? Even now I think I see it Kneeling, praying for me! How Can I leave it in anguish? Who will care for the Movement now? Chorus... Soon with angels I'll be leaving, With bright laurels on my brow, I have for my Movement fallen,
