I was heading over to the nail in coffin thread , now i think a new thread/section is to be made.narhwal90 wrote:there are lot of dead links so I think a focused redesign would make a lot of sense. But I think it would be important to keep the Independents' voice prominent in any redesign- if any of those are out there reading this thread I would very much welcome any corrections and additions.
I think as many people as possible doing similar work as you and Shijo will prove to be very effective in getting the word out.
google works for us not against us.
It does my heart good to read killowatt not trashing their practice but continuing on..People like killowatt need to understand i'm not a scholar...and this is a group effort...we need to put the egos down leave them at some other site and try to help each other through.
I'm stuck as of late on as Q puts it "wording."..lol...but he doesn't out right call me down in front of people....thats vital...
we need as much online space as possable to link together and bring people to the knowledge...an alternative..
ALSO
and yet i still see the Gakki as an avenue for certain people to start...they have a system in place that allows for a person to chant the daimoku . learn stuff....and implant it in their DNA and Memory DNA and their mindstream for eternity...
We can't cut ourselves off that venue.
Now i put up this song and said it was our story in another thread and begged people to listen to it.
I relate to it as a Nichiren Shonin refugee from organizations....it's a similar life i led ,almost a template of this song and it's deeper meaning.
Here are the words and a brief explanation of them from Songfacts
This enigmatic song was written by (White Zulu) Johnny Clegg. It contains a double entendre in the sense that the entire human species is believed to have originated in Africa, from whence the different races of man evolved and spread to the Four Corners of the Earth. It is also a commentary on the poverty experienced by most blacks under Apartheid.
Phelamanga, the road to which we are all (hopefully) on, is a mythical place. Until the coming of the White Man there was no written Zulu language, but it may be translated loosely as the place where the lies end.
think about that!
Copper sun sinking low
Scatterlings and fugitives
Hooded eyes and weary brows
Seek refuge in the night
They are the scatterlings of Africa
Each uprooted one
On the road to Phelamanga
Where the world began
I love the scatterlings of Africa
Each and every one
In their hearts a burning hunger
Beneath the copper sun
Ancient bones from Olduvai
Echoes of the very first cry
"Who made me here and why
Beneath the copper sun?"
African idea
African idea
Make the future clear
Make the future clear
And we are the scatterlings of Africa
Both you and I
We are on the road to Phelamanga
Beneath a copper sky
And we are the scatterlings of Africa
On a journey to the stars
Far below, we leave forever
Dreams of what we were
We are on the road to Phelamanga
Beneath a copper sky
so i ask for your ideas and hand in this quest started by Dan Ross and other heroes of the Scripture of the Lotus Blossom of the Fine Dharma