Any thoughts, comments? Ever thought you were in the pressence of a super exceptional human being?
Yes, but after careful examination, I realized he was just a man.
i’ve met a few people who have had a huge impact on my life, and the direction it is now taking. And really i feel so happy and glad that i have/had the chance to be spend those moments with them.
Immortal though? I dunno… in the sense that they live on through their actions and in the hearts of others, yes.
david 
I met a very intresting man at a Rainbow Family drum circle years ago. He looked native american (wore jeans, vest cowboy boots and silver pony tail) but in retrospect had no real distinguishing characteristics.
Well, seems like this guy always hooked it up for me. I moved to LI and was running out of money I saved and needed work.
I ran into him at The Wetlands, a club Dead coverbands used to play at and hippies and what not would chill.
He says, “I have this problem. I have a friend that needs his book edited.”
I said: “O my God, I’m an editor. I can use some work.”
$1,500 tax free a month, work from home whenever I wanted. Never surfed so much. That on my resume kicked off my journalism career.
I ran into this man in the strangest places/times: corners of manhattan at 3:00 a.m., busy intersections in heavy foot traffic at 6th and 14th street, ect. Always hooking me up. Ran into him at music festivals, again, hooked me up.
I also donated some old drums to his Rainbow Family cause which was not for me but I respected. I also wanted to make right on some bad karma I collected at the time for stealing – a habit long since broken, realised and made up for. Hey, I’m from Newark. Over it. Honest Joe all the way now.
Anyway, he blew me away the last time we were together. We were at a festival and he was inside my mind. No BS. He was communicating to me without speaking. I was getting nervous. He was telling me to stay calm, without speaking. I had questions, on how, why? The entire experince was very trippy, without the trip – sober as a kitten.
All he said was to relax, I remeber that, and that everything was going to be OK. There was no info, no facts, no dircetion. That was it. And then he walked away. About two years ago I went to see a friend’s band play at the Wetlands out of the blue, and there was a memorial service for this man – he must have affective many people. I had a hard time accepting that someone who could do that, could die.
He taught me this: Anwers are everywhere, litteraly written on the walls, spoken by people around you. There is no coincidence, everything you see and hear was meant for you to see and here, one just might not realize it.
I don’t know. Sounds crazy I know. But I believe this.
Not personally, but when I was taking Guk Sun Do (korean meditation) the teacher said that his teacher’s Grandmaster (3 masters up basically) was a couple hundred years old. He came down from the mountains to correct and teach the system and then went back to the mountains where he supposedly still lives.
“Immortal though? I dunno… in the sense that they live on through their actions and in the hearts of others, yes.”
If you realize that your own ego is just an elaborate illusion, someone who lives on “only” in the hearts and deeds of others is truly immortal, for who has truly died if we are egoless? No one. It is only our attachement to things that makes anything mortal.
We’re just the crest of a wave.
That’s what I’ve been thinking.
Oh, and thanks for the story EF. It somehow, in all its strangeness, resonated and made me feel good.
Greetings..
We are ALL immortal.. occasionally, we stand in awe of those that are fully aware of it.. That awareness, to the unaware appears as magic or lunacy.. we should be so fortunate as to live in awareness of our true nature..
The universe and all its wonders are ours for the asking.. we receive according to the degree we believe it will actually manifest.. Beyond that, we do the best we can.. That we have chosen Tai Chi, or some other internal art which recognizes an aspect of ourselves that transcends ordinary experience, we are learning “how to ask”.. the effectiveness of the art manifests according to our belief that it will..
Beliefs, without the deeds to manifest them, are no more than fairy tales.. the degree to which we believe something is evident in lives we live.. i can “believe” that Tai Chi is the ultimate Art, but the intensity and sincerity of my training is evidence of my “true” beliefs..
Be well, and.. believe in yourself..