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IT WAS AMAZING to behold ... a gift from the gods...
a community of adobe and stone huts..on a gentle hill surrounding an enclosed harbor next to the ocean..so he left the windmills and he headed down into the town center. The trail passed through many large gardens where a number of people were working quite happily..they all looked up from the labor ,  waved and greeted him with a "Namaste.."

on the outskirts of town , a pretty woman approached him.and said

Storm>>  Hi,  I'm storm.. and  welcome to south GREEM.   We have been waiting for you..

gnat>>:     great to have made it to  Greem .. I  thought I would never make it here

Storm>>:   Well you did gnat..and  your gonna love it ...

gnat>>:     wow , yea, well,   how did you know my name...

storm>>   The Bubbles are here.  They told us all about you..and your escape from Bable Land. We're all   glad you made it..come on, lets get you settled.." and she led him to a small adobe hut on the outskirts of town .. one of many on this narrow cobblestone lane. The huts were pinkish tan colored with red doors and each had a small garden in front  with flowers and vegetables of all sorts... people in their gardens stood up and said hello,,,very friendly like

she explained:
In Greem -no money --just a weekly stipend
................no land or property ownership
................no competition-
................no lies ...every word out of your mouth must be true or your history..got it?
................yes work but no biggie maybe 3  hrs/day in the cafe or the fields or the coop super market or on your sphone ,
................yes to  creativity as a way of life .
.................... .live to create and create to live .
........................ creative communion with Tao tao
There is....no disease no injury
................no growing old . . .everyone is 35....and a good height and weight
................no pregnancy
................no children
................no poverty
................no debt
................no aloneness
................no goverment and no criminals

gnat>>:    Got it

Storm>>:     so dont speak too much at first , since habitual  lying can be hard habit to break...... although for you to be here at all means that your no novice .   and here is a lesson in love to ponder here in GREEM..


#5 Love - Love is all there is

So gnat took a look at his new abode..there was a little bed , 2 chairs and a table by the window and on the table were some blank sheets of paper and a pencil.. the best thing was the guitar.    It was in a coffin case that was falling apart, an old martin parlor guitar from the 1920's . thin and just like the one he played once a long time ago..the best guitar he had ever played ..he wondered if it were the same one.. it sang sweetly to his touch.

Storm>>: I'll be back later but for now get settled and write something. . . hopefully a song  .for tonight    and she left.

.................................

So he sat at the table and took the pencil . .gazing out the window, he could see the harbor . happily he could see the green submarine, there along with a bunch of sailboats....a little bird landed on a feeder just a foot away from the window...  .a titmouse. It grabbed a sunflower seed and took it into the tree where it held the seed with its feet and pecked at it.. The light shone on the garden. with its lucious vegetables and fruits..
He started to write. a song  called..."Enough"
the hours slipped easily away....he filled up the page with words . and chords

In the evening , Storm came back and asked if gnat had had any luck with the muse.

gnat>>: I dont know if I wrote a great song, but it sure felt great writing it ..

Storm>>: Come on.grab your guitar and your new song and lets go get  supper.

gnat put the guitar gently in the case,,and he picked it up , , it was light . they strolled down the cobblestone path. It was visually stunning. All the huts unfolding and the view of the harbor and the ocean.. not a car in sight.. They passed many people who were in their front yards tending their gardens.. They were friendly and waved.. and said "namaste" which is a Hindi word said as a greeting..and it means I respect you and and see the God inside you.. deep down we are one, we are all the same.. in fact no matter whom they encountered on their way..the people were friendly. and said "namaste" to them ,, . no one was better than anyone else. everyone was equal .. . God was inside everyone.

they finally made it to the square. Three sides of which are bordered with a long row of stone buildings many with outdoor tables with food service..the fourth side of the square was open to the bay  with some piers and a boat dock..   They sat at an outside table and a waiter came by quickly with the menu...they looked it over..all the items very healthy..gnat ordered chili .and a lemon slice water and an 85% bar of cacoa... there were grin seeds in a dish  and .he chewed one  .. then did some people watching.. the square was  about two acres,  grassy with 4 paths going from the corners to the center on which was raised a white grandstand.. and it looked like a band was setting up to play...it was getting dark and a spotlight came on as the Bubbles took the stage .

Bubbles>>   I want to thankyou all for coming tonight  and putting up with us and I hope we pass the audition.
This show is really a prayer for the gentle life .. for love and peace..and no competition, and we want our newest citizen of Greem ,gnat, to come up here and help  us  get this party started......,no nukes .

so gnat grabbed his guitar and went up there.. and they played the song he had just written..


Enough


and they kept on playing till late into the night ..  and they all had a wonderful time ... ..

 

he learned another lesson there  and it was ;;



Love #6 I love Me

 

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