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It brings us at The Dolphin Sky Foundation tremendous joy to receive your responses to Master Yat's teachings and poetry. So great a treasure are your emails that we have decided to include them on the site, with our replies. Please note that to answer some of your emails, our editorial staff must channel Akiryon himself (a task not without much expenditure of energy), and thus some of the answers you receive are from him, not us. Due to this, alas, we cannot answer all correspondence.
The site that you have created is very beautiful, very discreet, and I almost fall out of my chair with each monthly message.(I just began last month) If information is available about this marvelous man, your Master, I would appreciate a few crumbs. I am a Benedictine monk for many years in my monastery in the south of France. It pleases me to see something like what you have composed. Thanks. Your brother, Laurent ps His overcoat of Ascended Master he seems to have worn with ease and humour. He must have left it at times hanging on the limb of a tree. Again thanks. Response Aloha Frere Laurent, I am so pleased to hear from you. I enjoyed the leaf immensly. It is remarkable that a cloistered one such as yourself should be writing this unworthy messenger of the Master. Your kind words as to the Dolphin Sky Foundation site are very much appreciated and encouraging. I can tell you little about Akiryon Baba Yat other than what appears in our foundation outline. He was a reclusive man, spending much time in solitude comtemplating Solubility and other issues dear to his heart. There are, however, writings dealing with some of his earlier incarnations which I hope to translate in the very near future. I began the task of this some years ago, starting with his earliest known incarnation, his time spent as an itinerant cobbler, but found it to contain mostly information on shoes. This did not prove to provide much in the way of spiritual enlightenment. Quoting now, "A man came to me this day whose sole had grown worn and tired from a life of long journeys. Not only this, but I realized he was desperately in need of heeling. 'Sit down', I mumbled, my mouth full of tacks.' " You see what I mean. Hopefully some of his later writings will provide more meat. As to the Yat's mantle, saddly it did hang treebound more than once. Fortunately for him he was not still enrobed in it. Sadder still though is that unlike Elijah, Akiryon had no Elisha to pass it to, though it is arguable whether anyone would have wanted a double portion of his particular anointing. Again, thank you for your interest. I hope you will continue to find enlightenment on our humble spot in cyberspace, as well as rejuvenated spleenal function. I would also wish for you increased tumescence but I do not think that would be appropriate considering your present situation. Editor
Some very sad things are written on your site. Do you mean to mock all worship, or are you distressed in your life. Look out your window, and think as a bird, gentle on the rising tuft of breeze, lifted by confluence of the forces of nature, all the planetss , yes even the stars...is it not a miracle : this world and our journey in it? Response A. B. Yat (Channeled by Editor)
My rotund and ample belly is quivering in umitigated rapturous joy. This latest teaching hath unsettled mine own spleen. IT gives new truth to the saying, "the senses are highly over rated." One must wonder what Pablo Neruda would have to write in contemplation of this well known yet little looked at fact. A hui hou! Twitch Response Editor
I was just seeing if there was a dolphin sky web site anywhere when i happened upon yours...my CD released in 1999 is called Dolphin Sky...i even have a diagram of the star configuration of that part of the sky on the CD cover...your web site fascinates me as i practice yoga meditation, samadhi states of meditation..have many esoteric visions, healing experiences...and use music as a healing tool... see my web site for more information...perhaps we can arrange a "live" concert sometimes...where-ever you are located...cheers... paul "through samadhi a yogi awakens from the delusions of maya,...he beholds all, streaming unceasingly from one Source: the consciousness of God." "music is a gateway to the soul, a ladder to the higher self" Response May the dolphins guide you further out to sea, Editor
I wrote a review for some friends: Was referred to this by crank-dot-net expecting another boring new-age site, but potentially one with amusing graphics. I wasn't too impressed at first, but as "[w]e at the Dolphin Sky Foundation realize that one can never have too much of the teachings of Akiryon Baba Yat" (the Holy Master of Solubility), I decided to give it a closer look. The more I read, the more I like this guy. Check out his poetry: God is in his apiary counting all his bees. It was in the Years of Much Fish Can biscuits be bought with a fish? Response
I recently visited your site on the referral of a friend and was very impressed. It seems that, much like Buddha and those other people who did wise things, Akiryon Baba Yat was a very wise man! I, too, feel that I have lived many previous lives and try to spiritually receive memories of these lives through meditation and the prudent use of psychically active substances. For instance, one time I got totally meditated and had these memories of being not an itinerant cobbler but a tanner. I'm not quite sure what tanners do, but I know I was one and that it probably has to do with making things tan! Another thing that I strongly believe in is the healing powers of dolphins. Whenever I go snorkeling with the dolphins (obviously the dolphins aren't snorkeling but they have blowholes), I feel rejuvenated and revivified afterwards. Except for that time that one of them bit me and I needed thirty seven stitches in my right arm, but it turns out that it was probably a small tiger shark. Needless to say, I find your views intriguing. Is there a newsletter somewhere that I can subscribe to? Your friend in dolphins, C. Robison Response Akiryon was indeed a wise man, but were it not for his shipboard misadventure and subsequent enisling with his dolphin mentors, he most likely would have remained a cobbler, though a profound one. As to your remembrance of tannery, one must always put these things in context. It is quite probable that at one time you were a lifeguard at Venice Beach named Biff. I too adhere as well to the theory of dolphin healing. I have never seen a sick dolphin in my entire life. As to the 37 (a mystical number indeed) sutures received in your aquatic rendezvous with these frisky clowns of the deep, it was just the tiger shark's inimical way of saying, "Hello. How are you? I'm fine." We sincerely appreciate your writing to The Dolphin Sky Foundation and wish you increased tumescence, a speedy recovery and wet, dolphin-filled dreams. Editor
To the mystical Akiryon Baba Yat, Dear Baba, I really liked what I have read here. Much of it I have studied from the feet of my own master. Or is it that I studied the feet of my own master? Oh well, suffice to say that I appreciated your own revelations. And I feel that you actually brought me to a higher place than I've ever been; a new revelation that left me panting and dripping with life. Between the laughter and the revulsion came nirvana. (I'm blushing, with modesty) Oh no don't call me Sri, just yet. However you may send in your cash. I plan to build an Ashram in Kula on Maui. There I can continue to exist perpetually in ecstasy of the duality of my conflicting emotions. (Since they cancel each other out, it is a true state of all and nothingness.) I would like to extend my invitation to you (I sense that you are a free loading spirit) to visit and share with me and just a couple of selected devotees. You don't have to worry I have hand picked them personally and they don't smell (no really they don't…smell) and they are not terribly needy. In fact I personally believe that if you NEED really NEED then you shouldn't look for help because you become a nuisance to the others. "What others?" you might ask, Ahhhhhh that's a good question. Please give plenty of notice because plans must be made, grass mats will, of course be provided for you. "You will certainly not be allowed (did I say allowed?) the intent is more that you will not be encouraged to leave, until you are completely satisfied that a handsome prince will be head of the United Nations. And the earth will smile with joy and balance. All the whales will be free at last. The poor folk will have enough to eat. No one will EVER disagree again, (if they do they will be humiliated and shipped to Molokai) Mothers will be Fathers, Fathers will be Mothers, (only if they want) free abortions for everyone. All children will grow with out the need for guidance or example; no one will ever again lift their heads and shout WHY? Food will pop out of government barrels and no one will ever pay taxes!! Why my god it'll be OZ all over again……and every person in America, well at least where we live, will be stoned and stay stoned all day and never have to work. We will, from time to time watch television and laugh at people's hair do's and speech impediments! (My master tells me this is good for the ascended soul) If dearest Baba this seems an experience you would like to have then come join us. It's quite possible you are already there and I've just missed you. Omani Padre Om, Shelly Response While we receive much mail for Master Akiryon here, it is of course not possible for him to respond personally as he has ascended and left this earthly sphere, joining the other great masters of ages past. We do however channel his bounteous spirit from time to time and his presence is always in the air, a fragrance permeating our offices not unlike night jasmine and fried eggs. It is clear from reading your passionate letter that you are a true devotee, and as you found yourself "panting and dripping with life", so all at the Foundation have noted a generous increase in tumescence on reading your encouraging and stimulating words. Several have retired to anterooms to meditate further on these things in private. While Master Yat for obvious reasons cannot take you up on your tantalizing offer to visit the Valley Isle and "share" with you and some of your "hand-picked" devotees, I assure you that many of us, myself included, would be honored to fill in where he is unable. I would in fact be delighted to do this for hours on end or any other position you deem comfortable (the Butter Churn and Monkey Swallows the Lotus being but two of our favorites). It is also with great appreciation that you have selected such as will not offend the senses, though the scent of womanly desire wafting through the night air of Maui is perfume beyond compare or price. As for our accommodations, to paraphrase the poet, "A jug of Jack, a pipe of wowie, a grass mat, and thou beside me singing in the wilderness. That's enough Paradise for me. You bet." I find much in your writing that convinces me that we are kindred spirits, and most likely have known each other, in the biblical sense and others, in past lives. Your future Ashram sounds wonderful and evoked memories of my first Ashram experience, at Ashram Alamadingdong, in Thailand. While we never achieved complete nothingness there, we did manage get excellent Thai meals at ridiculously low prices and group hot tub rates that are hitherto unknown in the West. And now, dearest Govindette, I must return to other pressing, if less enjoyable, matters. As you may know, we still have not found our inner children, and though we suspect that most of them are still in Canada, one was reportedly seen playing video games at the mall. But when this crisis has abated, I will again turn my thoughts to Maui, grass mats and assorted spiritual unions with you and any nubile beauties you care to invite. Until then... May you ride gloriously naked, your upturned breasts dripping with sea foam, your nipples like wet adamant, astride a powerful dolphin in the moistest of dreams, saddle less, into realms of ecstasy multiple times, his smooth and glistening back rhythmically rocking and massaging you to unguessed, endless bliss, Editor
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