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Offline Seth Bernard

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Thanks
« on: September 12, 2009, 11:10:43 AM »
Thanks all!
for the great time. I only got 1 jump (good one) and the Fam got a good firefly run (thanks George). Sorry about the drunkin MAH calls etc... I got alot of well deserved flak for that. Obviously too much alky not enough water, bad playa mix. Thanks again for the different world.

Take Care All,
Seth


P.S.
anyone know what happened to my green PAC750XL loading ladder?

Offline Ken Jobsky

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Re: Thanks
« Reply #1 on: September 12, 2009, 02:23:32 PM »
I didn't see the loading ladder when we went to pick up our fuel pump etc. Someone grabbed one of our batteries and I thought we'd lost it until we found it over by the airport office. Same thing happened to the PAC tie downs. Note for next year - we need to grab our stuff on Sunday.
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Re: Thanks
« Reply #2 on: September 12, 2009, 08:02:47 PM »
Janet and I took the loading ladder, tie down stakes and George's Bike from the fuel dump back to the box office after we pulled the runway lights that night (Sunday). We left the city a few hours later and didn't get a chance to tell Ken but it sounds like he found them.  :D

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Re: Thanks
« Reply #3 on: September 17, 2009, 03:53:56 PM »
I am now home in the Catskill forest feasting on a bowl of black bean tortilla soup with cabbage after a 9 mile run and thinking how much of an improvement this is over the muscle milk shakes I basically lived on whilst on the playa. Considering that I was in an RV with a stove, it was a huge oversight that I did not plan on making a nice community dinner one night. Well it is on my list for next year as I defiantly will be there.
Each burn is different and special and this is no exception. You may not have seen much of me at night for I am not one for waiting for people to get ready, especially with so much good music and vibes out there. Something amazing happened to me this year. I was never in want. I always felt great. So as I peddled my way from music to music hub, I never found my self wanting anything. The same goes for the day time, I was always in a state of pure joy, surrounded by love and good energy. Just enjoying the flow of life and whatever came my way, never thinking that if I had something, it would make me happy.
Now that I am back in the other world, something interesting happened. The other day, I felt want. It was as if I wanted something that would make me happy. Though I am by nature happy, I felt as if I could have this thing (by the way, it was chocolate) I would be happier and that thought alone made me feel less happy because I did not have any chocolate. Then I remembered the playa and never feeling want. It is the want of something that makes us feel down. So I erased the want from my mind and a state of pure joy took its place. I told this to my good friend Robin, and he told me that this is one of the main aspects of Buddhism. That want is the root of suffering.
I know that the Buddhists will have much more to say on this subject, but I was peacefully reassured that I learned, through experience on the playa, something that some early creator of Buddhism (Buddha?) also learned from experience.
This mechanism of creating peace and joy in my heart by removing want is invaluable to me in my journey of life and it would not have been possible without all of you. I heartfully appreciate all of you for letting me experience your energy which has contributed to countless beautiful memories, emotions and growth by all that enjoyed time with us.
Enjoy,
Wiggy