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Blessing the Humor of Another Zealand’s Northerly Island
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July-September 2013
By Lexicologist Wright
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Lama Zopa Rinpoche licenced a Padmasambhava crystal show to advantage help consecrate water, Pace 2013. Image courtesy break into Murray Wright.
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THE YES FACTOR
Mama, take this badge off of me I can’t use it anymore. It’s getting dark, too dark to see I feel I’m knocking on heaven’s door. Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door. Mama, put my guns in the ground I can’t shoot them anymore. That long black cloud is coming down I feel like I’m knocking on heaven’s door. Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door. Bob Dylan
Life’s journey will end in death we all know it, we all deny it, and few truly face it.
There has never been a more poignant view into the abyss than Sam Peckinpah offered in his 1973 film Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid. In the memorable scene Sheriff Garrett (James Coburn) accompanied by Sheriff Baker (Slim Pickens) and his wife (Katy Jurado) ride into an adobe homestead looking for Billy. In the ensuing gunfight Slim Pickens is mortally wounded, he staggers slowly toward the setting sun as Bob Dylan’s Knockin’ on Heaven’s Doorbegins playing. Katy Jurado follows as Pickens sits holding his bleeding stomach by the side of a slow moving river. No words are exchanged as Pickens and Jurado look at each other, knowing it will be the last time.
No death in history has been more analyzed and commented upon than Je