(Long) The Prophet Speaks: A Welcome at the Bridge

And it came to pass that the Great Cat, who is of many names and has
been called Fritzie of the House of Singh, did arise from beneath His
exalted Rosebush in the Elysian Plains, and enter the very Fields of
Catnip which groweth the flight of an Arrow from the Sacred Bridge.

And it came to pass that the Great Cat did hear a Sound like unto one
of His own Kind, yea, even that of Paws across that Mighty Bow of
Light.

And the Great Cat did straightaway greet the Traveller, yea, even with
the very Kiss of Friendship, and did say, Welcom, Friend and Brother,
for thou art Tiger, and I do know thee.

And Tiger sayeth, What wonder is this Place, Friend and Brother? For
verily there is neither pain in my Bodily Form, nor fear within my
Heart.

And the Great Cat sayeth, Take thou thy Repose, for thy Reward is well-
earnt. Behold, the very buds of choicest Catnip bow their heads unto
thee, for well didst thou perform thy Labours in the World of Men, for
thou didst love thy Heart-Mother to the very Depth of they Soul.

And Tiger did say, Yea, my very Heart is sore for her, for she
grieveth with the Wounds of Arrows unto the core of her Being.

And the Great Cat did say unto him, It is natural unto such Beings as
walk the Earth upon two legs, that they grieve when a dear one has
departed them. For Grief is the price of Love, verily as Love is the
price of Grief. It is a sore burden verily, but the very Pearl of a
human soul.

And Tiger sayeth, Behold these Children of Men, for their voices rise
unto these very Heavens, and speak sorely amongst themselves.

And the Great Cat spake, saying, Yea, they are a great people, but
understandeth not. For behold, thy Maker cometh unto the Bridge, and
verily hath many names, but is The Boss of all that hath Life.

And Tiger beheld and did ponder the Glory of it within his Heart and
spake, saying, What Wonder is this, Friend and Brother? For verily I
see one Boss, yet many; Man, yet Woman; of Bodily Form, yet without
Form; and The Boss is as pale as the petals of a very Daisy yet as
dark as most fertile Earth.

And the Great Cat was pleased and sayeth, Verily understandest thou
this Mystery.

And The Boss did greet Tiger and spake, saying, Dear One, thou art
welcome. Rest from thy Labours in the World of Men, for it verily be
but a blink of thine Eye before thou seest thy Heart-Mother again.

But Tiger was sore trouble and sayeth, Verily I cannot rest until the
strife among the Folk of my Heart be stilled.

And The Boss did say, Then whisper My message in the least stirrings
of the Breeze, and shout it in the roar of the very Thunders, that
neither Color, nor Creed, nor Borders of Nations abide in My land, but
Love alone doth abide. For the Mother of they Heart didst verily love
thee, Dear One.

And Tiger spake, saying, Verily I shall whisper Love on the winds and
roar it among the Thunders, and the Mother of my Heart shall feel my
purr from these heights until we meet again. And I shall verily teach
the young souls who must enter the World of Men, that they love for
the very sake of love, for upon this their World turneth, and the
Children of Men must learn from those who go about on their four legs,
and upon graceful wings and luminous scales, for mine eyes are opened
and I see that we love them as doth The Boss, and hath no conditions.

And he did look down into the World of Men and spake, saying, So shall
I do this upon the morrow, for I shall blink mine eye and nap, and
behold, my Mother! Thou shalt be with me again, and shall know no more
sorrow, nor the Arrows of thy Pain!

And he did see the Smile of his Heart-Mother, for she did feel in her
soul the distant Thunders of The Most Glorious Sound of Purr, for
verily Love doth ever abide and crusheth the Arrows of Pain.

***
Rest in peace, dear Tiger, and all those who have gone before us.


Blessed be,
Baha
Grieving too

And it came to pass that the Great Cat, who is of many names and has
been called Fritzie of the House of Singh, did arise from beneath His
exalted Rosebush in the Elysian Plains, and enter the very Fields of
Catnip which groweth the flight of an Arrow from the Sacred Bridge.

And it came to pass that the Great Cat did hear a Sound like unto one
of His own Kind, yea, even that of Paws across that Mighty Bow of
Light.

And the Great Cat did straightaway greet the Traveller, yea, even with
the very Kiss of Friendship, and did say, Welcom, Friend and Brother,
for thou art Tiger, and I do know thee.

And Tiger sayeth, What wonder is this Place, Friend and Brother? For
verily there is neither pain in my Bodily Form, nor fear within my
Heart.

And the Great Cat sayeth, Take thou thy Repose, for thy Reward is well-
earnt. Behold, the very buds of choicest Catnip bow their heads unto
thee, for well didst thou perform thy Labours in the World of Men, for
thou didst love thy Heart-Mother to the very Depth of they Soul.

And Tiger did say, Yea, my very Heart is sore for her, for she
grieveth with the Wounds of Arrows unto the core of her Being.

And the Great Cat did say unto him, It is natural unto such Beings as
walk the Earth upon two legs, that they grieve when a dear one has
departed them. For Grief is the price of Love, verily as Love is the
price of Grief. It is a sore burden verily, but the very Pearl of a
human soul.

And Tiger sayeth, Behold these Children of Men, for their voices rise
unto these very Heavens, and speak sorely amongst themselves.

And the Great Cat spake, saying, Yea, they are a great people, but
understandeth not. For behold, thy Maker cometh unto the Bridge, and
verily hath many names, but is The Boss of all that hath Life.

And Tiger beheld and did ponder the Glory of it within his Heart and
spake, saying, What Wonder is this, Friend and Brother? For verily I
see one Boss, yet many; Man, yet Woman; of Bodily Form, yet without
Form; and The Boss is as pale as the petals of a very Daisy yet as
dark as most fertile Earth.

And the Great Cat was pleased and sayeth, Verily understandest thou
this Mystery.

And The Boss did greet Tiger and spake, saying, Dear One, thou art
welcome. Rest from thy Labours in the World of Men, for it verily be
but a blink of thine Eye before thou seest thy Heart-Mother again.

But Tiger was sore trouble and sayeth, Verily I cannot rest until the
strife among the Folk of my Heart be stilled.

And The Boss did say, Then whisper My message in the least stirrings
of the Breeze, and shout it in the roar of the very Thunders, that
neither Color, nor Creed, nor Borders of Nations abide in My land, but
Love alone doth abide. For the Mother of they Heart didst verily love
thee, Dear One.

And Tiger spake, saying, Verily I shall whisper Love on the winds and
roar it among the Thunders, and the Mother of my Heart shall feel my
purr from these heights until we meet again. And I shall verily teach
the young souls who must enter the World of Men, that they love for
the very sake of love, for upon this their World turneth, and the
Children of Men must learn from those who go about on their four legs,
and upon graceful wings and luminous scales, for mine eyes are opened
and I see that we love them as doth The Boss, and hath no conditions.

And he did look down into the World of Men and spake, saying, So shall
I do this upon the morrow, for I shall blink mine eye and nap, and
behold, my Mother! Thou shalt be with me again, and shall know no more
sorrow, nor the Arrows of thy Pain!

And he did see the Smile of his Heart-Mother, for she did feel in her
soul the distant Thunders of The Most Glorious Sound of Purr, for
verily Love doth ever abide and crusheth the Arrows of Pain.

***
Rest in peace, dear Tiger, and all those who have gone before us.


Blessed be,
Baha
Grieving too

A beautiful. beautiful.tribute.
(((((((Baha)))))
Love,.
Kyla
.... in tears

wrote:
And it came to pass that the Great Cat, who is of many names and has
been called Fritzie of the House of Singh, did arise from beneath His
exalted Rosebush in the Elysian Plains, and enter the very Fields of
Catnip which groweth the flight of an Arrow from the Sacred Bridge.

And it came to pass that the Great Cat did hear a Sound like unto one
of His own Kind, yea, even that of Paws across that Mighty Bow of
Light.

And the Great Cat did straightaway greet the Traveller, yea, even with
the very Kiss of Friendship, and did say, Welcom, Friend and Brother,
for thou art Tiger, and I do know thee.

And Tiger sayeth, What wonder is this Place, Friend and Brother? For
verily there is neither pain in my Bodily Form, nor fear within my
Heart.

And the Great Cat sayeth, Take thou thy Repose, for thy Reward is well-
earnt. Behold, the very buds of choicest Catnip bow their heads unto
thee, for well didst thou perform thy Labours in the World of Men, for
thou didst love thy Heart-Mother to the very Depth of they Soul.

And Tiger did say, Yea, my very Heart is sore for her, for she
grieveth with the Wounds of Arrows unto the core of her Being.

And the Great Cat did say unto him, It is natural unto such Beings as
walk the Earth upon two legs, that they grieve when a dear one has
departed them. For Grief is the price of Love, verily as Love is the
price of Grief. It is a sore burden verily, but the very Pearl of a
human soul.

And Tiger sayeth, Behold these Children of Men, for their voices rise
unto these very Heavens, and speak sorely amongst themselves.

And the Great Cat spake, saying, Yea, they are a great people, but
understandeth not. For behold, thy Maker cometh unto the Bridge, and
verily hath many names, but is The Boss of all that hath Life.

And Tiger beheld and did ponder the Glory of it within his Heart and
spake, saying, What Wonder is this, Friend and Brother? For verily I
see one Boss, yet many; Man, yet Woman; of Bodily Form, yet without
Form; and The Boss is as pale as the petals of a very Daisy yet as
dark as most fertile Earth.

And the Great Cat was pleased and sayeth, Verily understandest thou
this Mystery.

And The Boss did greet Tiger and spake, saying, Dear One, thou art
welcome. Rest from thy Labours in the World of Men, for it verily be
but a blink of thine Eye before thou seest thy Heart-Mother again.

But Tiger was sore trouble and sayeth, Verily I cannot rest until the
strife among the Folk of my Heart be stilled.

And The Boss did say, Then whisper My message in the least stirrings
of the Breeze, and shout it in the roar of the very Thunders, that
neither Color, nor Creed, nor Borders of Nations abide in My land, but
Love alone doth abide. For the Mother of they Heart didst verily love
thee, Dear One.

And Tiger spake, saying, Verily I shall whisper Love on the winds and
roar it among the Thunders, and the Mother of my Heart shall feel my
purr from these heights until we meet again. And I shall verily teach
the young souls who must enter the World of Men, that they love for
the very sake of love, for upon this their World turneth, and the
Children of Men must learn from those who go about on their four legs,
and upon graceful wings and luminous scales, for mine eyes are opened
and I see that we love them as doth The Boss, and hath no conditions.

And he did look down into the World of Men and spake, saying, So shall
I do this upon the morrow, for I shall blink mine eye and nap, and
behold, my Mother! Thou shalt be with me again, and shall know no more
sorrow, nor the Arrows of thy Pain!

And he did see the Smile of his Heart-Mother, for she did feel in her
soul the distant Thunders of The Most Glorious Sound of Purr, for
verily Love doth ever abide and crusheth the Arrows of Pain.

***
Rest in peace, dear Tiger, and all those who have gone before us.


Blessed be,
Baha
Grieving too


I love it. Thanks for posting. MLB

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And it came to pass that the Great Cat, who is of many names and has
been called Fritzie of the House of Singh, did arise from beneath His
exalted Rosebush in the Elysian Plains, and enter the very Fields of
Catnip which groweth the flight of an Arrow from the Sacred Bridge.

And it came to pass that the Great Cat did hear a Sound like unto one
of His own Kind, yea, even that of Paws across that Mighty Bow of
Light.

And the Great Cat did straightaway greet the Traveller, yea, even with
the very Kiss of Friendship, and did say, Welcom, Friend and Brother,
for thou art Tiger, and I do know thee.

And Tiger sayeth, What wonder is this Place, Friend and Brother? For
verily there is neither pain in my Bodily Form, nor fear within my
Heart.

And the Great Cat sayeth, Take thou thy Repose, for thy Reward is well-
earnt. Behold, the very buds of choicest Catnip bow their heads unto
thee, for well didst thou perform thy Labours in the World of Men, for
thou didst love thy Heart-Mother to the very Depth of they Soul.

And Tiger did say, Yea, my very Heart is sore for her, for she
grieveth with the Wounds of Arrows unto the core of her Being.

And the Great Cat did say unto him, It is natural unto such Beings as
walk the Earth upon two legs, that they grieve when a dear one has
departed them. For Grief is the price of Love, verily as Love is the
price of Grief. It is a sore burden verily, but the very Pearl of a
human soul.

And Tiger sayeth, Behold these Children of Men, for their voices rise
unto these very Heavens, and speak sorely amongst themselves.

And the Great Cat spake, saying, Yea, they are a great people, but
understandeth not. For behold, thy Maker cometh unto the Bridge, and
verily hath many names, but is The Boss of all that hath Life.

And Tiger beheld and did ponder the Glory of it within his Heart and
spake, saying, What Wonder is this, Friend and Brother? For verily I
see one Boss, yet many; Man, yet Woman; of Bodily Form, yet without
Form; and The Boss is as pale as the petals of a very Daisy yet as
dark as most fertile Earth.

And the Great Cat was pleased and sayeth, Verily understandest thou
this Mystery.

And The Boss did greet Tiger and spake, saying, Dear One, thou art
welcome. Rest from thy Labours in the World of Men, for it verily be
but a blink of thine Eye before thou seest thy Heart-Mother again.

But Tiger was sore trouble and sayeth, Verily I cannot rest until the
strife among the Folk of my Heart be stilled.

And The Boss did say, Then whisper My message in the least stirrings
of the Breeze, and shout it in the roar of the very Thunders, that
neither Color, nor Creed, nor Borders of Nations abide in My land, but
Love alone doth abide. For the Mother of they Heart didst verily love
thee, Dear One.

And Tiger spake, saying, Verily I shall whisper Love on the winds and
roar it among the Thunders, and the Mother of my Heart shall feel my
purr from these heights until we meet again. And I shall verily teach
the young souls who must enter the World of Men, that they love for
the very sake of love, for upon this their World turneth, and the
Children of Men must learn from those who go about on their four legs,
and upon graceful wings and luminous scales, for mine eyes are opened
and I see that we love them as doth The Boss, and hath no conditions.

And he did look down into the World of Men and spake, saying, So shall
I do this upon the morrow, for I shall blink mine eye and nap, and
behold, my Mother! Thou shalt be with me again, and shall know no more
sorrow, nor the Arrows of thy Pain!

And he did see the Smile of his Heart-Mother, for she did feel in her
soul the distant Thunders of The Most Glorious Sound of Purr, for
verily Love doth ever abide and crusheth the Arrows of Pain.

***
Rest in peace, dear Tiger, and all those who have gone before us.


Blessed be,
Baha
Grieving too

That made me cry.
Tweed

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And it came to pass that the Great Cat, who is of many names and has
been called Fritzie of the House of Singh, did arise from beneath His
exalted Rosebush in the Elysian Plains, and enter the very Fields of
Catnip which groweth the flight of an Arrow from the Sacred Bridge.

And it came to pass that the Great Cat did hear a Sound like unto one
of His own Kind, yea, even that of Paws across that Mighty Bow of
Light.

And the Great Cat did straightaway greet the Traveller, yea, even with
the very Kiss of Friendship, and did say, Welcom, Friend and Brother,
for thou art Tiger, and I do know thee.

And Tiger sayeth, What wonder is this Place, Friend and Brother? For
verily there is neither pain in my Bodily Form, nor fear within my
Heart.

And the Great Cat sayeth, Take thou thy Repose, for thy Reward is well-
earnt. Behold, the very buds of choicest Catnip bow their heads unto
thee, for well didst thou perform thy Labours in the World of Men, for
thou didst love thy Heart-Mother to the very Depth of they Soul.

And Tiger did say, Yea, my very Heart is sore for her, for she
grieveth with the Wounds of Arrows unto the core of her Being.

And the Great Cat did say unto him, It is natural unto such Beings as
walk the Earth upon two legs, that they grieve when a dear one has
departed them. For Grief is the price of Love, verily as Love is the
price of Grief. It is a sore burden verily, but the very Pearl of a
human soul.

And Tiger sayeth, Behold these Children of Men, for their voices rise
unto these very Heavens, and speak sorely amongst themselves.

And the Great Cat spake, saying, Yea, they are a great people, but
understandeth not. For behold, thy Maker cometh unto the Bridge, and
verily hath many names, but is The Boss of all that hath Life.

And Tiger beheld and did ponder the Glory of it within his Heart and
spake, saying, What Wonder is this, Friend and Brother? For verily I
see one Boss, yet many; Man, yet Woman; of Bodily Form, yet without
Form; and The Boss is as pale as the petals of a very Daisy yet as
dark as most fertile Earth.

And the Great Cat was pleased and sayeth, Verily understandest thou
this Mystery.

And The Boss did greet Tiger and spake, saying, Dear One, thou art
welcome. Rest from thy Labours in the World of Men, for it verily be
but a blink of thine Eye before thou seest thy Heart-Mother again.

But Tiger was sore trouble and sayeth, Verily I cannot rest until the
strife among the Folk of my Heart be stilled.

And The Boss did say, Then whisper My message in the least stirrings
of the Breeze, and shout it in the roar of the very Thunders, that
neither Color, nor Creed, nor Borders of Nations abide in My land, but
Love alone doth abide. For the Mother of they Heart didst verily love
thee, Dear One.

And Tiger spake, saying, Verily I shall whisper Love on the winds and
roar it among the Thunders, and the Mother of my Heart shall feel my
purr from these heights until we meet again. And I shall verily teach
the young souls who must enter the World of Men, that they love for
the very sake of love, for upon this their World turneth, and the
Children of Men must learn from those who go about on their four legs,
and upon graceful wings and luminous scales, for mine eyes are opened
and I see that we love them as doth The Boss, and hath no conditions.

And he did look down into the World of Men and spake, saying, So shall
I do this upon the morrow, for I shall blink mine eye and nap, and
behold, my Mother! Thou shalt be with me again, and shall know no more
sorrow, nor the Arrows of thy Pain!

And he did see the Smile of his Heart-Mother, for she did feel in her
soul the distant Thunders of The Most Glorious Sound of Purr, for
verily Love doth ever abide and crusheth the Arrows of Pain.

***
Rest in peace, dear Tiger, and all those who have gone before us.


Blessed be,
Baha
Grieving too

Amen.
Karla

wrote:
And it came to pass that the Great Cat, who is of many names and has
been called Fritzie of the House of Singh, did arise from beneath His
exalted Rosebush in the Elysian Plains, and enter the very Fields of
Catnip which groweth the flight of an Arrow from the Sacred Bridge.

And it came to pass that the Great Cat did hear a Sound like unto one
of His own Kind, yea, even that of Paws across that Mighty Bow of
Light.

And the Great Cat did straightaway greet the Traveller, yea, even with
the very Kiss of Friendship, and did say, Welcom, Friend and Brother,
for thou art Tiger, and I do know thee.

And Tiger sayeth, What wonder is this Place, Friend and Brother? For
verily there is neither pain in my Bodily Form, nor fear within my
Heart.

And the Great Cat sayeth, Take thou thy Repose, for thy Reward is
well- earnt. Behold, the very buds of choicest Catnip bow their heads
unto thee, for well didst thou perform thy Labours in the World of
Men, for thou didst love thy Heart-Mother to the very Depth of they
Soul.

And Tiger did say, Yea, my very Heart is sore for her, for she
grieveth with the Wounds of Arrows unto the core of her Being.

And the Great Cat did say unto him, It is natural unto such Beings as
walk the Earth upon two legs, that they grieve when a dear one has
departed them. For Grief is the price of Love, verily as Love is the
price of Grief. It is a sore burden verily, but the very Pearl of a
human soul.

And Tiger sayeth, Behold these Children of Men, for their voices rise
unto these very Heavens, and speak sorely amongst themselves.

And the Great Cat spake, saying, Yea, they are a great people, but
understandeth not. For behold, thy Maker cometh unto the Bridge, and
verily hath many names, but is The Boss of all that hath Life.

And Tiger beheld and did ponder the Glory of it within his Heart and
spake, saying, What Wonder is this, Friend and Brother? For verily I
see one Boss, yet many; Man, yet Woman; of Bodily Form, yet without
Form; and The Boss is as pale as the petals of a very Daisy yet as
dark as most fertile Earth.

And the Great Cat was pleased and sayeth, Verily understandest thou
this Mystery.

And The Boss did greet Tiger and spake, saying, Dear One, thou art
welcome. Rest from thy Labours in the World of Men, for it verily be
but a blink of thine Eye before thou seest thy Heart-Mother again.

But Tiger was sore trouble and sayeth, Verily I cannot rest until the
strife among the Folk of my Heart be stilled.

And The Boss did say, Then whisper My message in the least stirrings
of the Breeze, and shout it in the roar of the very Thunders, that
neither Color, nor Creed, nor Borders of Nations abide in My land, but
Love alone doth abide. For the Mother of they Heart didst verily love
thee, Dear One.

And Tiger spake, saying, Verily I shall whisper Love on the winds and
roar it among the Thunders, and the Mother of my Heart shall feel my
purr from these heights until we meet again. And I shall verily teach
the young souls who must enter the World of Men, that they love for
the very sake of love, for upon this their World turneth, and the
Children of Men must learn from those who go about on their four legs,
and upon graceful wings and luminous scales, for mine eyes are opened
and I see that we love them as doth The Boss, and hath no conditions.

And he did look down into the World of Men and spake, saying, So shall
I do this upon the morrow, for I shall blink mine eye and nap, and
behold, my Mother! Thou shalt be with me again, and shall know no more
sorrow, nor the Arrows of thy Pain!

And he did see the Smile of his Heart-Mother, for she did feel in her
soul the distant Thunders of The Most Glorious Sound of Purr, for
verily Love doth ever abide and crusheth the Arrows of Pain.

***
Rest in peace, dear Tiger, and all those who have gone before us.


Blessed be,
Baha
Grieving too

Beautiful, just beautiful.

Thankyou Baha.

Yowie

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And it came to pass that the Great Cat, who is of many names and has
been called Fritzie of the House of Singh, did arise from beneath His
exalted Rosebush in the Elysian Plains, and enter the very Fields of
Catnip which groweth the flight of an Arrow from the Sacred Bridge.

And it came to pass that the Great Cat did hear a Sound like unto one
of His own Kind, yea, even that of Paws across that Mighty Bow of
Light.

And the Great Cat did straightaway greet the Traveller, yea, even with
the very Kiss of Friendship, and did say, Welcom, Friend and Brother,
for thou art Tiger, and I do know thee.

And Tiger sayeth, What wonder is this Place, Friend and Brother? For
verily there is neither pain in my Bodily Form, nor fear within my
Heart.

And the Great Cat sayeth, Take thou thy Repose, for thy Reward is well-
earnt. Behold, the very buds of choicest Catnip bow their heads unto
thee, for well didst thou perform thy Labours in the World of Men, for
thou didst love thy Heart-Mother to the very Depth of they Soul.

And Tiger did say, Yea, my very Heart is sore for her, for she
grieveth with the Wounds of Arrows unto the core of her Being.

And the Great Cat did say unto him, It is natural unto such Beings as
walk the Earth upon two legs, that they grieve when a dear one has
departed them. For Grief is the price of Love, verily as Love is the
price of Grief. It is a sore burden verily, but the very Pearl of a
human soul.

And Tiger sayeth, Behold these Children of Men, for their voices rise
unto these very Heavens, and speak sorely amongst themselves.

And the Great Cat spake, saying, Yea, they are a great people, but
understandeth not. For behold, thy Maker cometh unto the Bridge, and
verily hath many names, but is The Boss of all that hath Life.

And Tiger beheld and did ponder the Glory of it within his Heart and
spake, saying, What Wonder is this, Friend and Brother? For verily I
see one Boss, yet many; Man, yet Woman; of Bodily Form, yet without
Form; and The Boss is as pale as the petals of a very Daisy yet as
dark as most fertile Earth.

And the Great Cat was pleased and sayeth, Verily understandest thou
this Mystery.

And The Boss did greet Tiger and spake, saying, Dear One, thou art
welcome. Rest from thy Labours in the World of Men, for it verily be
but a blink of thine Eye before thou seest thy Heart-Mother again.

But Tiger was sore trouble and sayeth, Verily I cannot rest until the
strife among the Folk of my Heart be stilled.

And The Boss did say, Then whisper My message in the least stirrings
of the Breeze, and shout it in the roar of the very Thunders, that
neither Color, nor Creed, nor Borders of Nations abide in My land, but
Love alone doth abide. For the Mother of they Heart didst verily love
thee, Dear One.

And Tiger spake, saying, Verily I shall whisper Love on the winds and
roar it among the Thunders, and the Mother of my Heart shall feel my
purr from these heights until we meet again. And I shall verily teach
the young souls who must enter the World of Men, that they love for
the very sake of love, for upon this their World turneth, and the
Children of Men must learn from those who go about on their four legs,
and upon graceful wings and luminous scales, for mine eyes are opened
and I see that we love them as doth The Boss, and hath no conditions.

And he did look down into the World of Men and spake, saying, So shall
I do this upon the morrow, for I shall blink mine eye and nap, and
behold, my Mother! Thou shalt be with me again, and shall know no more
sorrow, nor the Arrows of thy Pain!

And he did see the Smile of his Heart-Mother, for she did feel in her
soul the distant Thunders of The Most Glorious Sound of Purr, for
verily Love doth ever abide and crusheth the Arrows of Pain.

***
Rest in peace, dear Tiger, and all those who have gone before us.


Blessed be,
Baha
Grieving too

This is precious, Baha, and beautiful and it made me cry. Thank you so
much - one of the loveliest things I've ever read.
Christine

On Jun 14, 12:58*pm, "
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And it came to pass that the Great Cat, who is of many names and has
been called Fritzie of the House of Singh, did arise from beneath His
exalted Rosebush in the Elysian Plains, and enter the very Fields of
Catnip which groweth the flight of an Arrow from the Sacred Bridge.

And it came to pass that the Great Cat did hear a Sound like unto one
of His own Kind, yea, even that of Paws across that Mighty Bow of
Light.

And the Great Cat did straightaway greet the Traveller, yea, even with
the very Kiss of Friendship, and did say, Welcom, Friend and Brother,
for thou art Tiger, and I do know thee.

And Tiger sayeth, What wonder is this Place, Friend and Brother? For
verily there is neither pain in my Bodily Form, nor fear within my
Heart.

And the Great Cat sayeth, Take thou thy Repose, for thy Reward is well-
earnt. Behold, the very buds of choicest Catnip bow their heads unto
thee, for well didst thou perform thy Labours in the World of Men, for
thou didst love thy Heart-Mother to the very Depth of they Soul.

And Tiger did say, Yea, my very Heart is sore for her, for she
grieveth with the Wounds of Arrows unto the core of her Being.

And the Great Cat did say unto him, It is natural unto such Beings as
walk the Earth upon two legs, that they grieve when a dear one has
departed them. For Grief is the price of Love, verily as Love is the
price of Grief. It is a sore burden verily, but the very Pearl of a
human soul.

And Tiger sayeth, Behold these Children of Men, for their voices rise
unto these very Heavens, and speak sorely amongst themselves.

And the Great Cat spake, saying, Yea, they are a great people, but
understandeth not. For behold, thy Maker cometh unto the Bridge, and
verily hath many names, but is The Boss of all that hath Life.

And Tiger beheld and did ponder the Glory of it within his Heart and
spake, saying, *What Wonder is this, Friend and Brother? For verily I
see one Boss, yet many; Man, yet Woman; of Bodily Form, yet without
Form; and The Boss is as pale as the petals of a very Daisy yet as
dark as most fertile Earth.

And the Great Cat was pleased and sayeth, Verily understandest thou
this Mystery.

And The Boss did greet Tiger and spake, saying, Dear One, thou art
welcome. Rest from thy Labours in the World of Men, for it verily be
but a blink of thine Eye before thou seest thy Heart-Mother again.

But Tiger was sore trouble and sayeth, Verily I cannot rest until the
strife among the Folk of my Heart be stilled.

And The Boss did say, Then whisper My message in the least stirrings
of the Breeze, and shout it in the roar of the very Thunders, that
neither Color, nor Creed, nor Borders of Nations abide in My land, but
Love alone doth abide. For the Mother of they Heart didst verily love
thee, Dear One.

And Tiger spake, saying, Verily I shall whisper Love on the winds and
roar it among the Thunders, and the Mother of my Heart shall feel my
purr from these heights until we meet again. And I shall verily teach
the young souls who must enter the World of Men, that they love for
the very sake of love, for upon this their World turneth, and the
Children of Men must learn from those who go about on their four legs,
and upon graceful wings and luminous scales, for mine eyes are opened
and I see that we love them as doth The Boss, and hath no conditions.

And he did look down into the World of Men and spake, saying, So shall
I do this upon the morrow, for I shall blink mine eye and nap, and
behold, my Mother! Thou shalt be with me again, and shall know no more
sorrow, nor the Arrows of thy Pain!

And he did see the Smile of his Heart-Mother, for she did feel in her
soul the distant Thunders of The Most Glorious Sound of Purr, for
verily Love doth ever abide and crusheth the Arrows of Pain.

***
Rest in peace, dear Tiger, and all those who have gone before us.

Blessed be,
Baha
Grieving too

Lovely, Baha.

I hope TIger and Nina and Dumplin' and all those who have so recently
departed from us are getting acquainted Beyond and having a grand
time doing so.

Little Nina, I think of you so often...

Melissa