What if the hokey pokey IS really what it is all about? With all this philosophical mumbo-jumbo, drivel is drivel, and the BIG SEARCH for the meaning of existence - maybe life is just about a nice, comfortable pair of shoes and a big bowl of pasta.
(pasta is, of course, a metaphor for sex and rock and roll 
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Ah but who is dancing the Cosmic Hokey Pokey? I think it is Nataraj, the dancing Shiva. Troding on the dwarf of Ignorance, tapping the little drum of Time. This wonderful marvelous dance of different vibrations all creating the appearance of matter and energy. The constant reverberations of the original sound AUM, the four secret sounds of coming into being, being, going out of being and the eternal silence out of which all sounds arise.
"… the true meaning of life may exist while the hokey pokey, which takes all of our energy, is masterfully perfected. It is only in the silence that we hear the voices of truth.
[quote=“Bessy”]
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