============================================================== To reach ALL SJD members, please send to sjd@satjadham.net ... Do NOT include any other addresses when sending to the list... Include as LITTLE of the original messages as possible........ Message sent by: The Deon is khon Lao e-lee der ============================================================== Sabaidee took khon, Before I dazzle you with D+D's story I wanna send a belated welcome to the ladies from Berkeley. Very nice school indeed, my gf and I were out there few weeks ago. Please join us, we really hope to hear from you. Also welcome back Adisack. I suppose any founder of this org is always welcome. What do you all think? *smile* Okay, here's the story you've been waitin' for. Enjoy li li der!! The great god and the three brothers. By D+D Edited by Deon Long, long ago when the world was young, a great god; who is still being idolized in many lands became bored with all the pomp and ceremony in the many temples where he was worshipped. The god allowed himself to drift away from his great icon in the temple where he lived permitting his gentle sister wind to blow him in any direction she chose. The god drifted for days over great plains and deserts, high mountains and vast oceans. He watched everything and saw them with vague interest for very little is new or exciting to a god who had existed since the world was born. After many days, he found himself above a great river which flowed through a land covered with a mighty forest. The god was very fond of the river and he had never seen such a beautiful forest before. He allowed himself to drift low just above the water as he followed the river. Drifting along like a ghost he looked closely at the huge trees and all the life they contained. What a magnificent land he thought. Above the river, on a hill, he saw a small village full of people very different from the people of his own lands. The god who was use to huge stone buildings and mighty monuments, found the tiny village huts enchanting. He was drifting about watching the ordinary lives of the people until he sought the shade of a banya tree to rest from his travels. The god was a being of power and strength in the lands where he was worshipped, and all bowed down to him even the other gods. He was looking for a place to rest from the flattery and groveling of his worshipers. The place the mighty god had chosen to rest afforded him a pleasing view. He could see the quiet activity of the village to his right. In front of him and to his left he could see the beautiful river, which had drawn him there. He watched for hours, the beauty of the people which called for attention. Groups of little children played around and under the buildings laughing and running sticking their noses into everything and making a nuisance of themselves to the adults. The adults responded to the children’s mischief with a firm gentleness but sometimes with a light smack on bare backsides. This usually caused the children to run off laughing, looking for new victims for their naughtiness. The mighty god who commanded the nations, its armies, and all kings was falling in love with these simple gentle people. As the sun began to set over the river giving a gift of beauty to this enchanted land, two little boys ran towards where the god rested. He had noticed these too many times as watched the villagers. They were little rogues. It was always these two causing the most trouble. They never walked. They ran everywhere giggling and laughing as they thought up new mischief and pranks to annoy their elders. The boys were twins, identical in every way-two halves of a whole. In his own lands, twins were sacred to the god they and held a special place in his heart. The boys ran to the riverbank gathering up big handfuls of sloppy mud and hid behind a nearby tree. Smiling to himself, the god watched wondering who their victim would be. He noticed the perfection of these sturdy little bodies, the beauty of their smiling happy faces, their determination as they planned the prank. Surely, a god could be happy in this beautiful place. He decided to adopt these people as his own, not to rule but to guide and love. Concentrating on the two boys, the god felt the presence of a third. Another child was approaching and the god was sure it was the victim. Obviously, an elder brother from the similarity in appearance to the twin bandits behind the tree. The perfect beauty of the elder child stunned the mighty being. The god sucked in his breath as he watched the boy approach the ambush. To Be Continue....Due to my hectic schedule eauy Toon will be editing the rest of this tale. == Douangdeuane Khamvongsa 400 S.Washington P.O.Box 1660 Green Bay, WI 54305-1660 Phone 920/437-8704 Fax 920/437-1024 Website: http://www.titletown.org ============================================= _____________________________________________________________ Get FREE web-based email at http://webmail.lao.net and get your very own @Qon.Lao.net email address. _ ***************************************************************** Visit SatJaDham Homepage at: http://www.satjadham.org (or .net) *****************************************************************