Sayed Saad al-Ghamdi should grow her such as the junction
Reply by email, filling out this form and emailing it to me.
Trimming off the rest of this post is unnecessary.
I will guarantee anonymity except in cases of blatant abuse.
I will achieve anonymity by tallying the results in
uncorrelated tabulations and then deleting the emails.
(I know this loses interesting correlation data, but if
resondents want anonymity it's hard to avoid.)
I know that this anonymity promise depends on trust and that
you have no particular reason to trust me. Someday, I hope.
I will post results Saturday.
xxxxxxxx beginning of survey xxxxxxxx
yes( ) ( )no Should RoadRunner be subjected to some kind of UDP?
yes( ) ( )no ... active UDP (cancels) ?
yes( ) ( )no ... passive UDP (drop messages) ?
yes( ) ( )no ... all-groups UDP? (as opposed to specific groups)
yes( ) ( )no Are you a Usenet sysadmin? How big:_ How long:_
yes( ) ( )no Should another server be subjected to UDP? Who:_
yes( ) ( )no Should UDPs be used more often?
yes( ) ( )no Should UDPs be used less often?
yes( ) ( )no Would you have answered this survey without anonymity?
xxxxxxxx end of survey xxxxxxxx
--
was
enjoying himself-at my expense, I thought. My scalp
prickled again; Sha-lu was standing on his hind legs by the
bed, resting his elbows beside me. He and the Lama looked
at me, then at each other; both chuckled. Both chuckled, I
swear it!
"Lobsang," said my Guide, "you know there is no death,
you know that upon leaving Earth at so-called 'death' the
ego goes to that plane where he or she rests a while before
preparing to reincarnate in a body which wil1 afford oppor-
tunities for learning other lessons and progressing ever up-
wards. Here we are in a plane from whence there is no
reincarnating. Here we live, as you see us now, in harmony,
at peace, and with the ability to go anywhere at any time by
what you would call 'super-astral traveling'. Here animals
and humans, and other species too, converse by speech as
well as by telepathy. We use speech when close, and tele-
pathy when distant."
In the distance I could hear soft music, music which even
I could understand. My tutors at the Chakpori had lamented
long over my inability to sing or make music. Their hearts
would have been gladdened, I thought, if they could have
seen how I enjoyed this music. Across the luminous sky
colors flitted and wavered as if accompanying the music.
Here, on this glorious landscape, the green
date: Fri, 8 Nov 2007 18:40:52 GMT
author: Pilar O. Nkomo
