2013.10.21 13:00 - Do You Hear What I Hear...?

The Guardian for this meeting was Eliza Madrigal. The comments are by Eliza Madrigal.

--BELL--

Eliza Madrigal: Hi Wol :)
Wol Euler: hello eliza
Wol Euler: nice glasses
Eliza Madrigal: :) I was sorting inventory... not sure what half the things in there are
Eliza Madrigal: addictive process I guess... sorting

Eliza Madrigal: how is the day for you?
Wol Euler: only a half-day, it's been slow
Wol Euler: sluggish
Eliza Madrigal: mmm....and you are slow to rezz for me, too
Wol Euler smiles.
Wol Euler: in all worlds, then :)
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Eliza Madrigal: well I won't ask too too much today.. just a bit of time exploration
Wol Euler smiles.

Eliza Madrigal: Pema may or may not think it a good idea but I've sort of adapted his exercise from chapter 0 of the time book

--BELL--

Wol Euler: oh?
Eliza Madrigal: my thinking is... since we are "wearing time lightly" this week... sometimes clothes have to be tailored
Wol Euler grins.
Eliza Madrigal: adjusted for each by each
Wol Euler: timecloth
Wol Euler: second hand :) heheheh
Eliza Madrigal smiles... yes
Eliza Madrigal: hahah
Eliza Madrigal: <--thrifty

Eliza Madrigal: basically, chapter 0 is about existence/appearance
Eliza Madrigal: so not 'new' to us for explorations, but... we can come at it as though we've never heard of this before
Wol Euler nods.
Eliza Madrigal: by the way, I'm Eliza
Wol Euler: an excellent idea
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Wol Euler smiles. Wol. Pleased to meet you.
Eliza Madrigal: a pleasure to meet you too... my intuition tells me we might become good friends
Wol Euler smiles warmly. I hope so.
Eliza Madrigal: :)

Eliza Madrigal: will give a few minutes... maybe Aggers will arrive...
Wol Euler nods.
Wol Euler: we have plenty of time
Eliza Madrigal smiles

Wol Euler: actually, do we *have* time?
Wol Euler: I think we don't
Wol Euler: it is just around us like the oxygen we breathe
Eliza Madrigal: sense of being "in" time?
Wol Euler: rather that, yes
Eliza Madrigal nods... or that in some ways we are made of time

Agatha Macbeth: Howdy doody
Eliza Madrigal: in that sense our movement and thoughts and perceptions do seem entangled or inseparable from/as time?
Eliza Madrigal: Hi Aggers! :)
Agatha Macbeth: Yay nice scenery
Eliza Madrigal: maybe thinking we have time is the source of frustration
Eliza Madrigal: I 'give' you my time, 'take' yours
Agatha Macbeth: No such thing as time :p
Eliza Madrigal: time is no-thing?
Agatha Macbeth: Mmm
Agatha Macbeth: Time is an illusion, dinner time doubly so
Agatha Macbeth: (F. Prefect)
Eliza Madrigal: stubbornly persistent
Agatha Macbeth: 42

Wol Euler: hello aggers
Agatha Macbeth: Wollie ♥
Catrinamonblue Resident: slipping in and listening :)
Wol Euler: hello cat
Agatha Macbeth: Hi Catty
Catrinamonblue Resident: :) hello guys

Eliza Madrigal: Before I share my suggestion for today's pauses, I want to share something I stole from Zen...hah
Eliza Madrigal: Hi Cat :)
Catrinamonblue Resident: oh I like catty :)
Wol Euler: thinking we can hold on to it, possess it, yes
Agatha Macbeth: You teef!
Eliza Madrigal: mhm...thrift
Eliza Madrigal: hate to see interesting things just laying around
Agatha Macbeth: Thrift and theft :p
Wol Euler smiles.
Agatha Macbeth: Threft?
Eliza Madrigal: hahaha
Catrinamonblue Resident: lol
Eliza Madrigal: here...

TODAY

Let your identity be a giant question mark.

Celebrate your glorious indefinability.

Be an ever-deepening mystery to yourself.

Sing your crazy song of joy and sorrow.

Forget your plans of fabulous perfection.

Dance without rules in the vast field of the Unknown.


Agatha Macbeth: Whoa
Catrinamonblue Resident: LOVE that :)
Agatha Macbeth: Zen wrote that?
Eliza Madrigal: he stole/borrowed from Jeff Foster...
Wol Euler: that's quite a challenge

Wol Euler: hello zen
Eliza Madrigal: Hi Zen :)
Agatha Macbeth: TOTD
Catrinamonblue Resident: hi Zen
Agatha Macbeth: Hi Zenny
Zen Arado: Hi all
Zen Arado: yeh Jeff Foster
Agatha Macbeth: Mr Boundless is in da house
Eliza Madrigal: beautiful...celebratory
Agatha Macbeth read that as 'beautiful celery'
Eliza Madrigal: hahah
Eliza Madrigal: you are hungry today
Agatha Macbeth: Brucie :)
Wol Euler: hungry?
Zen Arado: crunch
Eliza Madrigal: Hi Bruce :)
Wol Euler: hello bruce
Eliza Madrigal: Just on TIME
Agatha Macbeth waves to the antlerman
Catrinamonblue Resident: Hi Bruce :)
Zen Arado: Hi Bruce:)
Bruce Mowbray: Hello! sry to be late. I was posting Saturday's session.


Eliza Madrigal: So I'll begin with the adapted lines from Pema... to frame our first (and maybe all) 5 minute pause (s) ...
Wol Euler nods.
Bruce Mowbray: ty, Eliza.

Eliza Madrigal: (adapted from chapter 0 of "The Magic of Time" - Pema Pera)

Okay, the common wisdom is: existence comes before appearance, is more important in being more fundamental than appearance.  So why not have some fun, and try to put that on its head?  Let's try the opposite, as a hypothesis: let's assume for the time being that appearance is more fundamental than existence.

Eliza Madrigal: So here is our exploration: All you have to do during these five minutes is to `taste what appears', to appreciate it in and as its very appearance: the way a sound sounds, the way colors shine, the way something feels to the touch; try to appreciate whatever appears while considering whether the world could possibly be made out of appearance;

Agatha Macbeth: I hate it when the lines vanish before you finish reading

Eliza Madrigal: -- and if you feel like it, after each break you can jot down a few words or a one-liner, to report what happened during that break: how did it feel, did something change in your mood or physical sense of presence, or . . . whatever came up -- after all, lab experiments would be pretty useless without a lab journal to take notes, in order to learn from your experiments.

Wol Euler nods.
Eliza Madrigal: Oh, sorry Aggers. I foolishly assume everyone uses chat box
Agatha Macbeth: Not your fault
Wol Euler: and easily remedied :)
Eliza Madrigal: <--too speedy
Bruce Mowbray: can we copy/paste it into an IM for you, aggers?
Agatha Macbeth: Gonzalez
Eliza Madrigal: <--camile paglia of SL
Eliza Madrigal: lol
Wol Euler: heheheheeh
Agatha Macbeth: O can read back thx
Agatha Macbeth: I
Eliza Madrigal: So are we all OK ... basic idea for 5 minutes?

Wol Euler: (pause approaches)

--BELL--

Bruce Mowbray gets ready for appearance....

Wol Euler: _/|\_
Eliza Madrigal: *

[giving a minute to write a line]

Eliza Madrigal: thanks everyone :) Hi Bleu!
Bruce Mowbray: welcome, Bleu-ji!
Eliza Madrigal: oops Aggers
Wol Euler: hello bleu
Bleu Oleander: hi all :)
Zen Arado: Hi Bleu

Eliza Madrigal: how was the pause for everyone? I feel far more settled than I had going into it
Wol Euler nods.
Wol Euler: though I nearly fell asleep :)
Eliza Madrigal: wb Aggers :)
Wol Euler: wb
Bruce Mowbray checks out Eliza's totally cool PaB anniversary #5 shirt.
Eliza Madrigal: oh dear :)
Eliza Madrigal grins @ Bruce
Agatha Macbeth: What happened there?
Bruce Mowbray: heya, aggers.
Eliza Madrigal: you appeared to poof
Wol Euler nods.
Zen Arado: wb Aggers
Agatha Macbeth: Hi Bleuji
Bruce Mowbray: OH! Those appearances. What SHALL we do with them!?
Wol Euler smiles.
Bruce Mowbray: ;-)

Wol:

Wol Euler: I thought about the appearance of sound, listening to what is around me. Then took away the concept that there had to be things making that sound.
Wol Euler: perhaps it was just a sound track (Pema's beloved cinema analogy again)
Bruce Mowbray: Fascinated by Wol's statements.
Bruce Mowbray: similar to my own.
Eliza Madrigal: that's so interesting Wol... can feel that, like pulling away supports
Eliza Madrigal listens
Wol Euler: we hear a noise and assume causality, something making that sound for some reason
Bruce Mowbray: shall I paste what I wrote? Are you finished, Wol?
Wol Euler: but what if there were neither thing nor its reason?
Bruce Mowbray listens for more from Wol.
Wol Euler: (done)
Eliza Madrigal: indeed!
 

Bruce:

Bruce Mowbray: kk, here's what I jotted down:

Bruce Mowbray: Notes during the first drop: The sound of the bell seems to have permeated this entire space -- Is there anything that the bell's sound does not touch. . . and does not change in some way, perhaps? I notice that "appearance" is everywhere I look. . . whether I intend it to be there or not. Thus, appearance seems to have something in common with sound. Omni-being? Omni-reaching-touching? Omni-existence? -- or am I going too fast with this?
Bruce Mowbray: [done]
Agatha Macbeth gets a speed gun on Brucie
Wol Euler nods.
Eliza Madrigal: ah, nice Bruce.. sound as appearance ... something uncapturable except in loops
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Eliza Madrigal: and even then not same you by the time it comes around again?
Bruce Mowbray: omni-penetration . . .

Zen:

Zen Arado: It reminds me that we can't get past interpretations and appearances
Bruce Mowbray: changing every nano-second...
Zen Arado: our brain does them automatically and we can't even interfere with the process
Bruce Mowbray listens carefully to Zen... and all others.
Agatha Macbeth: Makes me think of the Doppler effect when a car goes past

Zen Arado: like if I hear a sound my brain immediately look through its catalogue of sounds compares and says ah a bell
Wol Euler nods.
Agatha Macbeth: The sound remains the same but your perception changes
Zen Arado: and I can't even report this neutrally because I'm thinking of what affect anything I say will have on others

 

Eliza:

Eliza Madrigal: I can't say that's always the case for me..that I label 'bell'
Zen Arado: well I think your brain will scramble to find a word that matches the sound
Zen Arado: it's easier to see with hearing
Bleu Oleander: ringy dingy?
Eliza Madrigal: no matter how many times I read studies that tell me that's the way it is..
Zen Arado: but we do the same thing with all of our senses
Eliza Madrigal: it isn't my experience

Wol Euler listens.
Zen Arado: I used to try to detach the sound from my brains interpretation of it but it never worked
Bruce Mowbray: second drop coming up.....
Zen Arado: I know it isn't our experience because our experience tells us the sound is such and such but it's actually just a sound

--BELL--

Eliza Madrigal: ty Bruce.
Eliza Madrigal: :) thanks everyone
Bruce Mowbray: ;-)
Zen Arado: _/!\_
Agatha Macbeth: Yay
Wol Euler: _/|\_
Eliza Madrigal smiles
Catrinamonblue Resident: I have something from two drops if that's ok
Eliza Madrigal: please
Wol Euler: pleas do :)

Cat:

Catrinamonblue Resident: appearance is this here now....... the space between...... measurement is subjective...... time stretches....... bends and moves back on itself....... perhaps it's not so much to detach as to accept...... life is as it is, it moves as it moves, and we are very like the leaf in the wind...... there is no control so how can you detach, as detaching implies you can control it............... soften into life, move with the wind........ dance with the fairies :-) find joy in the dark, dark in the joy..... there is always something of stardust to explore.......
Bruce Mowbray: Please, Cat, do tell us.
Zen Arado: nice Cat :)
Wol Euler smiles.
Bruce Mowbray loves "soften into life...."
Agatha Macbeth loves dancing with fairies
Catrinamonblue Resident: smiles
Eliza Madrigal likes "bends and moves back on itself" lovely, Cat

Zen Arado: so can we detach our perception and interpretation of a sound from the raw sound is what I am wondering I think
Eliza Madrigal: how can we detangle/detach enough from time to experience it as something other?
Zen Arado: I think this is dealt with in Buddhist philosophy in the five aggregates
Bleu Oleander: what is sound?
Zen Arado: perception and volition
Eliza Madrigal: ah...very similar question Zen
Catrinamonblue Resident: I don't think you can as I really think there is no real control and to detach implies control... just my thought is all
Zen Arado: sound is pressure waves in a
Agatha Macbeth: A certain wavelength on the EMS I guess
Zen Arado: longitudinal waves where the air is compressed and then rarefaction
Bruce Mowbray: my notes from this drop?
Catrinamonblue Resident: I do sometimes think there is also such a thing as analizing too deeply... why not just accept a sound is a sound?

Bruce:

Bruce Mowbray: Second drop: Memories of the past 15 minutes haunt me now. . . overlaying themselves upon the "appearances" of this moment…. Crowding them out, somehow. Can I find "this moment" without those memories, without those "catalog labels" that Zen referred to? Is "appearance" more like an 'ear worm' . . . continually repeating itself until something "louder" comes in to replace it?

Bruce Mowbray: [done]

Bleu Oleander: we need to change sound waves into electrical pulses in order to experience them as sound
Bruce Mowbray just thought that it related to the discussion on-going....
Eliza Madrigal nods very much so
Catrinamonblue Resident: neat Bruce :)
Zen Arado: yes the ear does that doesn't it?
Agatha Macbeth: Ear ear
Bleu Oleander: ear does that and brain interprets
Zen Arado: So really all we experience are electrical pulses in our brain?
Zen Arado: ?
Eliza Madrigal: I've been learning from people with cochlear implants that they no longer hear through the ear.. it is wired directly to brain somehow
Bruce Mowbray listens.
Agatha Macbeth: Wow
Zen Arado: really all of this is taking place in our brains
Bleu Oleander: we feel the sound waves and experience the electrical pulses and based on our memories and experiences understand them as sounds
Zen Arado: but what is out there then?
Bleu Oleander: sound waves
Zen Arado: Yes I agree Bleu

Zen Arado: so we experience everything with the equipment we have and minus different to everyone else's and it is also coloured by my experiences
Zen Arado: mine is
Bleu Oleander: yes
Zen Arado: so it isn't possible to be neutral?

Agatha Macbeth: The doors of perception again

Eliza Madrigal: do you ever, in meditation, not make the label for sounds, Zen? don't they ever remain open, suspended? well in my experience I may still label "sound" but not always "bell" - if that makes sense
Bleu Oleander: nothing neutral about it really
Zen Arado: Actually I only discovered a month ago that I can't hear any frequencies above 10,000 hertz
Zen Arado: and you younger people can
Agatha Macbeth: You should be a dog Zenny
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Bleu Oleander: perhaps many labels for sounds?
Zen Arado: I remember my dog couldn't hear the post man put letters through the post box when he got older and I could
Wol Euler nods.
Agatha Macbeth: Aww
Bruce Mowbray: dog goes woof, cat goes meow....
Bleu Oleander: we get a fixed number of hair cells in our ears .... can lose them as we get older and/or experience loud sounds

Zen Arado: actually dogs make different sounds in other languages
Zen Arado: :)

Eliza Madrigal: :) another pause approaches.. so quickly.. it felt...
Wol Euler: these ten minutes feel shorter than the pause
Bruce Mowbray: My typist's auditory nerves were eroded by anti-biotics, and he had to learn how to hear all over again.
Eliza Madrigal: indeed Wol
Agatha Macbeth: OMG Brucie
Bruce Mowbray: no big deal.
Bruce Mowbray: the brain is plastic, of course.

--BELL--

Agatha Macbeth: Yes mine melts

Eliza Madrigal: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Boinng

Bleu Oleander: btw, this was a very interesting conversation on hearing: http://charlierose.com/watch/60280064 (for later)

Cat:

Catrinamonblue Resident: feels a sense of frustration that acceptance needs to be analyzed... picked apart and looked at in all directions...... feels that the flow of being is not in the analysis but in the experience of what is........... analysis is hard edged and cold ........ silly of me I know..... Science lives by analysis.... wishy washy feelings meanings going up and down and round and round :)

Eliza Madrigal: thanks Bleu
Eliza Madrigal reads..
Bruce Mowbray: Thanks, Cat.
Wol Euler: _/|\_
Bleu Oleander: :)
Zen Arado: good point Cat
Zen Arado: I wonder about that too

Bruce:

Bruce Mowbray: Third drop: Seemingly preoccupied by whether my typist actually achieved all that he intended to today: Unpacking from his recent trip to Chicago, tree-trimming before the cold sets in, house-cleaning, and getting started on a web gallery of Chicago photos….. He's missing the now . . . He's white-washing now with all of his "BACK THEN" and his "WHAT IF" …. How many "now's" has he let himself experience in his whole life?

Zen Arado: does it do us any good to understand the way perception works?
Wol Euler: insofar as it helps us not be fooled by illusions or tricksters, yes
Bleu Oleander: I think it does ... think of all the deaf people it helps
Catrinamonblue Resident: for me no :) I live in the emotions and the moments, disliking anything that smacks of analysis :)

Eliza Madrigal: thanks for sharing your feelings Cat and Bruce... it may be that as we near the end of the hour we begin evaluating whether we made the most of our time?
Wol Euler smiles.

Zen Arado: yes we won't be so easily fooled by our delusions?
Zen Arado: or at least be aware of them
Wol Euler: or others'
Zen Arado: the thought came to me during the break that the brain does more than colour our perceptions – it actually makes some of them up
Catrinamonblue Resident: nods
Zen Arado: as it says in books on neuroscience
Zen Arado: we have a blind spot in our vision but the brain just fills that in
Bleu Oleander: the brain creates our understanding of our experiences

Eliza Madrigal: realize that many creatives and scientists come to major break throughs while in contemplation... setting aside analysis
Eliza Madrigal: but that doesn't mean they give it up
Eliza Madrigal: so there is a kind of dance... ironically it seems compartmentalization of sorts

Eliza:

Eliza Madrigal: my writing last pause: seems related to flow… the longer it takes for the label to stick, the more fluid and blending appearances seem to be appearing together at once or in various musics, and my attentions with them not scattered but lyrical..conversation, relationship.

Zen Arado: we can't separate reason from emotion either
Bleu Oleander: science is contemplation and then confirmation by experimenting in reality
Eliza Madrigal: no clashing, is what I felt, although I could feel that I could have felt clashing if I'd chosen, lol
Catrinamonblue Resident: :)
Wol Euler smiles.
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Eliza Madrigal: inquiry
Zen Arado: fluid and blending appearances yes
Agatha Macbeth: Mm
Zen Arado: our sensory apparatus isn't like a TV camera
Bleu Oleander: far from it :)

Bruce Mowbray: notices how space seems to make enough room for all sounds....

Zen Arado: and each of our perceptual world's must be unique and different ?

Eliza Madrigal: open-endedness seems the noticing, and yet when I want to articulate something or share it I have to close the ends
Bleu Oleander: language is limited
Bruce Mowbray: also notices that sounds seem to close their own ends.
Zen Arado: Yes, speech and thought kind of freeze the perceptions into a form that can be communicated ?
Eliza Madrigal nods... it has to be just "good enough"
Bleu Oleander: :)
Eliza Madrigal: compassion meaning leaving open room for other and self
Zen Arado: Or that can be understood in a way that we are happy with ?
Zen Arado: It actually has to fit in with all of our former experiences may be
Zen Arado: listens

Eliza Madrigal: thanks everyone... I'm going to go into one more pause and you're welcome to stay and jump in with me

Bleu Oleander: one can never be sure if one's communication is understood fully by another

Catrinamonblue Resident: I find language to be rather fluid and fun to play with
Eliza Madrigal: lol
Bruce Mowbray will stay, happily.
Agatha Macbeth jumps
Zen Arado: yes :)
Wol Euler smiles.

--BELL--

Bruce Mowbray: Feels really "present" for this last drop, finally (?) Hears the fountain for the first time this session. . . an infinity of droplet sound-particles.

Catrinamonblue Resident: I'm a writer at heart and love to play with words and see what affect they have on others :) I don't choose the words they choose me... moving in and out and around in ways that I can never fully understand, nor do I want to understand... like the wind, like love, joy and happiness, they just are as they are.......

Eliza Madrigal smiles Bruce
Wol Euler: _/|\_
Catrinamonblue Resident: smiles at Bruce too :)

Eliza Madrigal: during the pause I pondered the last lines of Bleu's and considered the role of time in understanding of one another

Zen Arado: that is another way of understanding and communicating Cat , and a great way too
Agatha Macbeth sees a circle of yellow dots on the map
Catrinamonblue Resident: ty Zen...
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Bleu Oleander: time plays a large role I think

Aggers:

Agatha Macbeth: Time is waiting in the wings
Agatha Macbeth: he speaks of senseless things

Eliza Madrigal beams at Aggers
Catrinamonblue Resident: :)
Zen Arado: does time really exist? 
Bruce Mowbray cannot imagine time's waiting....
Agatha Macbeth: I'll ask Pema
Eliza Madrigal: no time to go into whether existence exists or not...
Zen Arado: Or do we just make it up
Eliza Madrigal giggles
Bleu Oleander: :)
Bruce Mowbray ponders time pouring time into time....
Catrinamonblue Resident: smiles at Eliza :)

Zen Arado: I was reading something along those lines in Dogen lately
Eliza Madrigal: or the materiality of emptiness
Bruce Mowbray listens for more about Dogen....
Catrinamonblue Resident: but now is time to make dinner, or so my stomach says :)
Zen Arado: if you ever read the Genjokoan he talks about spring not becoming summer
Agatha Macbeth blows in Wol's ear to see if she's awake
Eliza Madrigal: "you had me at Dogen"
Zen Arado: things like that
Wol Euler shivers

Catrinamonblue Resident: bye all
Bruce Mowbray: BFN, Cat!
Eliza Madrigal waves bye Cat :)
Agatha Macbeth: TC Cat
Bleu Oleander: bye Cat
Zen Arado: byee cat
Agatha Macbeth: ^.^
Wol Euler: goodnight cat, bon appetit

Eliza Madrigal: ohhh yes Zen
Zen Arado: I never really understood that
Zen Arado: I just bought a book on it
Eliza Madrigal: the seed not being the tree yet none other than the tree
Zen Arado: but this is a little different I think
Eliza Madrigal: am really interested to hear as you study
Zen Arado: and the bit about firewood becoming ash
Eliza Madrigal: nods

Bleu Oleander: interesting where we draw the line between the seed and the tree
Eliza Madrigal: yes

Zen Arado: I read an interesting thing last week by Joan Tollifson
Eliza Madrigal: Stim began to teach a little of this in SL... when Fef was pestering him about dependent coarising
Eliza Madrigal: :) listens
Zen Arado: she said that we just exist as an expression of nature but we put a mark at our birth and another one at our death
Zen Arado: but really it is all one big flowing event
Zen Arado: something like that anyway
Eliza Madrigal: nice
Bruce Mowbray: So, perhaps life does not begin at conception (?) -- Perhaps life begins in eternity.
Eliza Madrigal: and not even contained as "event" but there are those 'words' again
Bleu Oleander: actually someone else puts those marks for us :)
Zen Arado: yes
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Indeed

Zen Arado: and we make them very rigid and clear marks
Zen Arado: because these points are important to us a guess
Zen Arado: but not in the whole scheme of things
Eliza Madrigal: actually doesn't contemplation open that up..
Bleu Oleander: so we can have birthday parties :)
Bruce Mowbray: ;-)
Wol Euler smiles.

Zen Arado: it's like that line in the Metta Sutra
Zen Arado: which I have forgotten :-)

Eliza Madrigal: hahah
Bruce Mowbray: aggers has a bd approaching, actually.
Wol Euler laughs.
Agatha Macbeth: Yep
Eliza Madrigal: ohhh?
Wol Euler: ah :)
Agatha Macbeth: One week
Zen Arado: no birth no deaths or something
Eliza Madrigal: hope it is on a monday so we can have cake
Bruce Mowbray: ;-)))) LOVES CAKE!
Agatha Macbeth: Actually Tue I think
Eliza Madrigal: hm... has to be dream cake
Wol Euler: tuesday yes
Wol Euler: ha!

--BELL--

Bleu Oleander: dream cake - no calories
Agatha Macbeth: Well we can have in on Mon instead
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Agatha Macbeth: it
Eliza Madrigal: no taste less filling :P
Bleu Oleander: ha!
Agatha Macbeth: Or something

Bleu Oleander: bye all
Eliza Madrigal: thanks everyone :)
Eliza Madrigal: bye Bleu
Agatha Macbeth: Have fun Bleuji
Bleu Oleander: take care :)
Wol Euler: bye bleu, thanks everyone
Eliza Madrigal: bye Zen :)
Agatha Macbeth: Bye Zenny
Bruce Mowbray: BFN, Zen and Bleu.

Eliza Madrigal: was this good for a lullabye Wol?
Zen Arado: byee all
Wol Euler: yeah :)
Wol Euler: too good :)
Wol Euler: sorry
Eliza Madrigal: :) no... really appreciated your expressions and engagement with the explorations
Agatha Macbeth: Think Wollie needs two cushions...
(bruce moves the tiny cushion to be with Wol)
Wol Euler: I'm like the other bunny today, the one without the ever-ready batteries
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Aww
Agatha Macbeth: Try duracell
Wol Euler smiles.
Eliza Madrigal smiles
Eliza Madrigal: sweet, Bruce
Bruce Mowbray: yw.

Eliza Madrigal: how was Chi town?
Bruce Mowbray: absolutely wonderful.
Wol Euler: :)
Bruce Mowbray: My very best trip there yet!
Eliza Madrigal: good to hear
Agatha Macbeth: Chi town?
Eliza Madrigal: ohh fantastic
Bruce Mowbray: Chicago.
Agatha Macbeth: Ohh
Bruce Mowbray: Just got back late Friday night.
Agatha Macbeth: Was thinking of something more eastern
Eliza Madrigal: it is a place for daoists, Aggers ...heheh
Agatha Macbeth: Yah
Agatha Macbeth: Haven't seen Chi for ages now I think of it
Eliza Madrigal: did you see the b'hai temple?
Bruce Mowbray: Yes, I saw it the first day.
Bruce Mowbray: I have many many photos of it.
Eliza Madrigal: unfortunately Maude is taking time away from SL but maybe will answer an IM if sent
Bruce Mowbray: Incredibly beautiful ediface.
Eliza Madrigal: on blog?
Bruce Mowbray: nope, on a gallery that my typist will post on his website.
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Woo
Eliza Madrigal: no hurries.. we have time
Bruce Mowbray: yeppers.
Wol Euler smiles.
Bruce Mowbray: He will be getting to that tonmorrow, actually./
Wol Euler: or time has us loosely
Eliza Madrigal: ...or do we... (back where we started)
Bruce Mowbray: loopy loops.
Eliza Madrigal: loose loops

Wol Euler: Time Loops . bet you can't eat just one :)

Agatha Macbeth: Interesting Liz and I both went for the PaB look today
Eliza Madrigal: sink hoops
Eliza Madrigal: :) Aggers
Eliza Madrigal: and Yaku is dressed like this too
Bruce Mowbray: Loose loops sink ships?
Agatha Macbeth: Haven't worn this for ages
Agatha Macbeth: Aww Brucie
Bruce Mowbray: very attrctive on you, aggers.
Eliza Madrigal: goes well with tiger print, oddly
Wol Euler nods.
Agatha Macbeth beams
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Eliza Madrigal: and your wild lion red hair
Agatha Macbeth: Hmm
Agatha Macbeth: The main mane?

Eliza Madrigal: okay... we're unraveling... hehhee
Bruce Mowbray: hehehehe
Eliza Madrigal: appreciate you all, thanks for being here
Agatha Macbeth: Unravelling us?
Eliza Madrigal cleans up
Wol Euler nods.
Wol Euler: thank you, eliza, for another great session
Bruce Mowbray: Was Ravel unravelling something in his Bolero?
Wol Euler: and thanks everyone
Eliza Madrigal: exhilarating
Agatha Macbeth: Oh I like Ravel
Bruce Mowbray: TY, everyone -- and especially, thanks to Eliza!
Wol Euler: goodnight, take care
Bruce Mowbray: GOOD session!
Agatha Macbeth: Never wrote a duff tune
Eliza Madrigal: hugs
Eliza Madrigal: sweet dreams
Agatha Macbeth waves
Wol Euler: until tomorrow
Wol Euler: if there is such a thing :)
Bruce Mowbray: bfn, everyone.
Eliza Madrigal: namaste
Bruce Mowbray: Be thee well.
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Agatha Macbeth: First sleep then dreams
Agatha Macbeth: Byee