Anywhere but here?

[butterflydreaming]

You can have 24 hours to spend with any person who has lived or will ever live. Think of the #1 person on your list. Now, disqualify that person.

Who is the second place person with whom you would want to spend a "day"? Why?

My choice would be Anais Nin. I once read almost all her diaries, and because of that, I wonder if she was the way I image her to be. Would she be endearing or annoying?

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[buhrger]

ustad Zia Mohiuddin Dagar, my guru's guru. cuz i never got to meet him or hear his music live, and yet he's been (pun possibly intended) such a large influence on my life. (and by all reports was a pretty nice guy, too.)

[butterflydrming.livejournal.com]

I believe I knew that answer... I should have made you say #3.

Third?

[buhrger]

assuming we could get over the language difficulties, perhaps Dogen Zenji?

[butterflydrming.livejournal.com]

Oh, I think that getting over any language differences would have to be a given. Hmm. I suspect that would be 24 hours with a lot of not-talking.

[buhrger]

possibly, and i'd be ok with that. though there are books compiled of talks that Dogen Roshi gave. zen isn't all about "sit down and shut up" :-)

[abebes-heir.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't pick anyone famous. Just the girl who got away. Her name was Vanessa Cossette. We met in an adolescent psychiatric unit in 1993. i feel in love with her but she was already taken. She is my #2... you know who my #1 is.

[butterflydrming.livejournal.com]

*Googles her name*

Just Kidding!!!

[butterflydrming.livejournal.com]

*actually does Google name*

{chokes} {snortles} Oh, dear... sports or sport...

[mimerki.livejournal.com]

I threw out all choices that are "people I could spend 24 hours with if I called them." This has left me with:

Ash
Yeats
any incarnation of the Dalai Lama
Carl Sagan

I think I may be an odd duck.

[buhrger]

I think I may be an odd duck.
um, dude, you saw my responses, right?

[mimerki.livejournal.com]

um, dude, you saw my responses, right?

I didn't find your responses at all odd. Zen masters and your grand-guru both seem like perfectly reasonable answers to me.

Which may indicate that we are *both* odd ducks, but that's beside the point.

[buhrger]

quack

[bhagwanx.livejournal.com]

Since my firat choice was Karl Fousek, the patriarch of my Euro-American ancestors and the architect of moving the "tribe" to the United states, I'm going to select the second most interesting family member I never knew.

My Maternal grandmother, who died when I was four. For those of you that know me in the flesh, you may have noticed my very dark hair and Hazel eyes. Marrying into a Slavic family, Violet's true sadness was that amongst her 5 children, not one was the blond, blue-eyed american standard.

Bear with me.

My mother carries the family genes very well, and looks exactly like the rest of the clan, but when I was born, I had startling blue eyes, and very blond hair. I was her "Prize,", and I am told that she doted on me. My father, of course, is a Native American, so the odds of this are remarkably low. My hair was so beautiful that my parents refused to cut it, and there was a little hippie child running around every family event.

I have but one memory of her, that of her sick bed, before she entered the Hospital and never came out. Lymphoma is a very nasty way to die, and we're pretty sure that the morphine addiciton is what truly killed her in the end.

By my next birthday, I had dark brown hair and hazel eyes.

I would very much like to have known an happy, healthy Violet Fousek. And to be honest, I'd like to see that Hippie kid. I bet he was happy.