Of a great need
We are all holding hands
Not loving is a letting go.
The terrain around here
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
In case you weren't paying attention, I posted a whole bunch of silly widgets and other stuff on facebook, Gypsy Magic, and yes... here too. Suddenly it occured to me that maybe I was just fooling around and maybe I should get busy and go Christmas Shopping. But I didn't want to stop, I thought maybe... who knows... what I've been posting might actually have some value.
Hmmmm... have I been posting shit on facebook all morning? I decided that maybe I should ask Buffy if Tony Soprano was right. Here's what she said:
When I quit laughing so hard that I spit coffee out my nose, it occured to me to ask Tony Montana what he thought about the whole thing and he said this:
LOL... too funny!!! I love these widgets!! Those question mark chairs are cool too!
I'm still not completely satisfied that I'll have all of my questions answered... so I give you Buffy The Vampire Slayer. Ha! How cool is that? Go ahead, ask her a question - you know you want to!
Don't use a Magic 8-Ball. Get an Askzy!
If Dexter and Tony Soprano didn't quite nail the answers to your questions... try Tony Montana! His life was a blazing success!! (Well, OK, some people wouldn't call it a success... exactly. He did have a lot of money though! And balls!)
Don't use a Magic 8-Ball. Get an Askzy!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Here's a quote for this moment - found at Way Cool Quotes: "When all is said and done, a lot more is said than done." which pretty much sums me up, doesn't it? Just a lot of bla bla bla... which brings me to the following list someone forwarded to me a while back.
The idea is to forward the list (with an x by the stuff you've done) to your friends and somehow alleviate for a few short moments the mind numbing boredom of your current life by reminding you that once - (hopefully) - you did actually do something. As a bonus, you might even get to find out more about people you thought you knew but really didn't, or people you wish you know but don't, while at the same time making you seem (hopefully) more interesting than you actually are.
Wanna play? Copy the following list and paste it into an email. Place an X by all the things you've done (This is for your entire life!) and remove the X from the ones you have not. Now, take a moment to enjoy the fact that you are so amazingly interesting, and it to your friends.
Have you ever:
- Gone on a blind date - X
- Skipped school - X
- Watched someone die
- Been to Canada
- Been to Mexico - X
- Been to Florida - X
- Been on a plane - X
- Been lost - X
- Been on the opposite side of the country - X
- Gone to Washington , DC - X
- Swam in the ocean - X
- Cried yourself to sleep - X
- Played cops and robbers - X
- Colored with crayons on the wall - X
- Sang Karaoke
- Paid for a meal with coins only? - X
- Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? - X
- Made prank phone calls - X
- Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose - X
- Caught a snowflake on your tongue - X
- Danced in the rain - X
- Written a letter to Santa Claus - X
- Been kissed under the mistletoe - X
- Watched the sunrise with someone you care about - X
- Blown bubbles - X
- Gone ice-skating
- Been skinny dipping outdoors - X
- Gone to the movies - X
Ok... so that's the list, it's really not that great is it? I mean, who hasn't gone to the movies or watched the sunrise with someone or cried themselves to sleep or blown bubbles? And so what if you've never been to Canada, gone ice-skating, or sang Karaoke? How about a REAL list - something REALLY interesting!! Like, for example...
For example, did you ever:
- Go joy riding in a stolen police car
- Win big in the Publisher's Clearing House Sweepstakes
- Burn the neighbor's house down by accident
- Go skinny dipping in the Arctic Ocean
- Find a million dollars in the pockets of an old coat bought at a flea market for 25 cents
- Hold up a bank with a toy gun
- Dig a hole to China
- Run naked through a shopping mall on Christmas Eve
So, really, what have you actually done that's interesting, unusual, amazing, or just plain funny? Anything? Anything at all??
Posted by Shirley Twofeathers at 11:59 AM
Monday, September 28, 2009
It's "Weird Al" Yankovic doing Bob!
This one was so much fun!
I love him!
Here's something really cool about criticisms and the people who put you down or try to make you into someone you don't want to be anymore. It's also a true story. Read on...
"It's May 17, 1966. Manchester Free Trade Hall, England. Bob Dylan, known and loved for his acoustic music, walks onto the stage in the 2nd act ... and plugs in an electric guitar.
The audience erupts in disbelief, there's booing and yelling. "Judas!" someone cries.
Dylan doesn't respond immediately. He waits, tuning his instrument. And then he faces the audience: "I don't believe you," he says, "You're a liar!"
Then he turns to his band and tells them...
"Play it fucking loud!" And Dylan launches into "Like a Rolling Stone" ... and into rock music history."
I LOVE IT!
What a great way to meet life, and be yourself!
Oh, and guess what! I've got a video!! How cool is that??
Here's an interesting tidbit that made it's way to my inbox. Who knows, maybe it'll do someone some good! Ready? Here it is:
This is a very good article. Not only about the warm water after your meal, but about heart attacks. The Chinese and Japanese drink hot green tea with their meals, not cold water, maybe it is time we adopt their drinking habit while eating.
For those who like to drink cold water, this article is applicable to you. It is nice to have a cup of cold drink after a meal. However, the cold water will solidify the oily stuff that you have just consumed. It will slow down the digestion. Once this "sludge" reacts with the acid, it will break down and be absorbed by the intestine faster than the solid food. It will line the intestine. Very soon, this will turn into fats and may lead to cancer. It is best to drink hot soup or warm water after a meal.
A serious note about heart attacks - You should know that not every heart attack symptom is going to be the left arm hurting. Be aware of intense pain in the jaw line.
You may never have the first chest pain during the course of a heart attack. Nausea and intense sweating are also common symptoms. 60% of people who have a heart attack while they are asleep do not wake up. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Isn't it amazing how you can find, on the internet, in no time at all, a picture that says exactly what you want to say? Here we have a visual pictorial of exactly how I feel, showing in graphic detail - the inside of my brain! Wow!
Monday, September 21, 2009
The other day, my mom was telling me about Port Aransas Texas. It's a place she and my dad (when he was still here) loved to visit when they wanted some rest and recreation. Ever since she told me about it, that poem by Edna St Vincent Millay about "I shall go back again to the bleak shore..." has been going round and round in my head.
So, I've been thinking... what if I just up and moved to Port Aransas? Then, today, I found this picture... it even says "rent me."
That is a cool looking house! Now all I have to do is find a job there, win the lottery, or ... I dunno ... find a lamp with a genie in it!
I figured where to find a magic lamp? Craig's list, of course! But, (sad face) I did not find a magic lamp. BUT guess what I did find! This listing for artists wanted:
We are preparing for our first annual fall festival here on Padre Island, and are looking for local art vendors to come join the fun!!!!! If you are interested in showcasing your art or talent please email back or call, 361-949-8041 X150 and ask for Jojo.. Interesting!! Padre Island can't be that far away!
And then there's this one in Corpus Christi: New business offering artist the chance to advertise and sale their work in a business facility. Feel free to call (688 0444) or stop by New Beginnings Wellness Spa
Maybe I wouldn't have to get a stupid job. Maybe I could sell my art! Like, for example... this painting:
Or this one:
And what about my family? How could I leave them? But never fear! I even found a job for my daughter: Barkaritaville Pet Resort is now accepting applications for Experienced Groomers. If you are interested in applying, please e-mail resume to Autumn Vasey at, email@example.com
Not only that, I also found a job for my son-in-law: our company is looking to hire full and part time cleaning people (women or men) with EXPERIENCE in all aspects of cleaning ...especially in final construction cleaning...being able to use sizzor lifts,floor polishers,window cleaning etc... must have supervision and look neat in appearence ....please contact us at either firstname.lastname@example.org or 888-514-7842 ....please leave a tel: # so that we can get back to you..asap ....ask for john.
Ok... so the jobs and the kids are taken care of, what about a social life... let me see... maybe I can find a male companion... Oh look! Here's this:
I'm still looking for the woman that's maybe a little anti-social, and possibly an outspoken misanthrope, truly "Old Fashioned", or even an intelligent shy girl who prefers not to get caught up in the trappings of the shallow, greedy masses. Seriously people in general are stupid and mostly annoying and I don't have the patience or desire to waste my time sorting through them. Despite what it may sound like I tend to give everybody a chance to fuck up atleast once. I'm only judging society in general, of course there are decent people out there.. Ok here it goes..
I'd like you to be Agnostic, Atheists annoy me almost as much as devout Christians do. Hindu, or Buddhists are ok too if you're not just pretending. Looks aren't that important either, I don't mind a bbw or a bean pole or anything in between. There's beauty to be found in every woman if you know how to look. I like to read the book before giving my critique... I want someone real to enjoy life with, someone I know right off the bat isn't gonna burn me, and that hasn't gone retarded over some completely unimportant contrived issue, societal crutch, or lame fad. An old soul. I want a woman who would be comfortable going "ex-pat" and living on a farm in South or Central America (Costa Rica :D) with me. A woman who can carry on an intelligent conversation that isn't about how "fly" or "bangin" she is but can also shut the fuck up when we're sitting on the beach watching the sunset and be comfortable just soaking in the moment. A passionate, animal loving, deeply sensitive woman.
First of all I don't care about fitting in.. I smoke cigarettes, I drink alcohol, I enjoy everything in excess. I'm a little impulsive. I like the outdoors, one because I like being isolated, and two I enjoy our Mother Earth's company. I'm an accomplished gardener. I devour astronomy. I like semi-religious psychedelic experiences, but I don't smoke pot (as much as I used to). I love to learn, a day that's gone by without learning something is a day wasted. I'm not wealthy, I don't need to be, but I do take care of my family. That doesn't mean kids I don't have any, YET... I love to cook, I'm a BBQ wizard. I spent quite a few years working in a kitchen under a French chef when I was a kid. I've been driving a truck for the last 5 years because it affords me some independance of mind and thought. What I'd really like to do is just be completely self sufficient. That's where the farm in comes in.. I'm not a fucking "metro-sexual" I pride my self on having rough hands and sore back at the end of the day. I'm not a complainer, and yes I can reconcile that after everything I've just said. I just feel what I feel. On the outside I'm 6'1", wide shoulders, blue eyes, short brown hair that's starting to pepper a little bit, and I'm not skinny, I'm not obese but I'm definitely not skinny.. 250lbs. Yes I'm working on it. I have a few tattoos and I'd like a few more..
Ok so there should be no confusion as to who I am, or what I want. I'm very real and very serious. It's Monday and the sun is back out today. My garden got some much needed rain.
Honestly I don't expect a real reply I don't think what I want exists, at least not here in Corpus where being ignorant is synonymous with cool, but if you do reply please be honest, I do have face pics. I will not send you a picture of my junk and ask for some "nsa".
P.S. Nipple piercings are a deal breaker lol.. And seriously if your favorite music is Rap and only Rap I want nothing at all to do with you. Same goes for most C&W.. Don't get me wrong I like all types of music if it's somewhat intelligent, but I find the desire to be "Ghetto", or "Right-Wing" both equally disturbing. PostingID: 1374519691
So, what do you think? Does he look like this?
And, really, does it matter? After all, looks aren't EVERYTHING!
So, now that that's all settled, all I need is a really big truck!
Well... maybe not THAT big. Something like this might do just fine! I especially like that it comes with so many helpers!
And then... I suppose... I'd be happy! Don't you think? How do you like my happy smiling face?
And if you actually read this whole entire post... WOW! Wanna go with me?
I shall go back again to the bleak shore
And build a little shanty on the sand
In such a way that the extremest band
Of brittle seaweed will escape my door
But by a yard or two, and nevermore
Shall I return to take you by the hand;
I shall be gone to what I understand
And happier than I ever was before.
The love that stood a moment in your eyes,
The words that lay a moment on your tongue,
Are one with all that in a moment dies,
A little under-said and over-sung;
But I shall find the sullen rocks and skies
Unchanged from what they were when I was young.
~Edna St. Vincent Millay
Saturday, September 19, 2009
I found this really cool free reading that uses exerpts from books to answer any question you might have. So, it being my birthday, I thought... ok... I'll see what it has to say about my life, and asked the following question: "My life, where am I at with that?" I liked the answers so much that I'm not only posting them here - I installed the widget at the bottom of the page. Check it out!
Here's the answer I got:
The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Frankenstein by Mary Shelley:
unsullied descent united with riches. A man might be respected with only one of these advantages, but without either he was considered, except in very rare instances, as a vagabond and a slave, doomed to waste his powers for the profits of the chosen few! And what was I? Of my creation and creator I was absolutely ignorant, but I knew that I possessed no money, no friends, no kind of property. I was, besides, endued with a figure hideously deformed and loathsome; I was not even of the same nature as man. I was more agile than they and could subsist upon coarser diet; I bore the extremes of heat and cold with less injury to my frame; my stature far exceeded theirs. When I looked around I saw and heard of none like me. Was I, then,
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from An Occurrence At Owl Creek Bridge by Ambrose Bierce:
the fiery heart, without material substance, he swung through unthinkable arcs of oscillation, like a vast pendulum. Then all at once, with terrible suddenness, the light about him shot upward with the noise of a loud splash; a frightful roaring was in his ears, and all was cold and dark. The power of thought was restored; he knew that the rope had broken and he had fallen into the stream. There was no additional strangulation; the noose about his neck was already suffocating him and kept the water from his lungs. To die of hanging at the bottom of a river! -- the idea seemed to him ludicrous. He opened his eyes in the
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft:
no sound, ugly prehensile paws, and barbed tails that lashed needlessly and disquietingly. And worst of all, they never spoke or laughed, and never smiled because they had no faces at all to smile with, but only a suggestive blankness where a face ought to be. All they ever did was clutch and fly and tickle; that was the way of night-gaunts. As the band flew lower the Peaks of Throk rose grey and towering on all sides, and one saw clearly that nothing lived on that austere and impressive granite of the endless twilight. At still lower levels the death-fires in the air gave out, and one met only the primal blackness of the void save aloft where
In honor of my birthday, I thought I'd post this list of games for when we are older.
- Sag, you're It.
- Hide and go pee.
- 20 questions shouted into your good ear.
- Kick the bucket
- Red Rover, Red Rover, the nurse says Bend Over.
- Musical recliners.
- Simon says something incoherent.
- Pin the Toupee on the bald guy.
Watch and learn from Kung Fu Master, Lu Zijian. He was 93 years old when this was filmed during a competition. He is still thriving at 114. He has the agility and mind of someone ¼ his age. I find this so amazing and as I watched him gracefully moving across the floor as sense of peace came over me. What he does is absolutely beautiful. To what does he credit his longevity?
Mr. Lu said, "The key to a long and healthy life is a combination of movement and stillness—cultivating life by guiding the qi, the vital energy in the body, and moving the hands and feet through practicing Chinese boxing."
Simply that means, he gets up at 7 a.m. every day, practices kung fu in the morning, meditates, paints, reads, and visits friends in the afternoon. He is as alive, alert, and as amusing as any young man. He is a vegetarian refraining from eating meat or fish. His favorite food is tomatoes. He meditates for an hour and a half starting at 2 p.m., goes to bed at 11 p.m., and lives at his grandson's home. He told others a secret: eat raw tomatoes every day.
Friday, September 18, 2009
- Throw out non-essential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay “them.”
- Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
- Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. “An idle mind is the devil’s workshop.” And the devil’s name is Alzheimer’s.
- Enjoy the simple things.
- Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
- The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on.
- Surround yourself with what you love, whether it is family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
- Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
- Don’t take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, to the next county or to a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is.
- Tell the people you love that you love them at every opportunity!
- Be ALIVE while you are alive,and last but not least!
- The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. So! Who do you love most?? Do a quick check!! Who would want to spend their whole life with someone they didn't love??? Now THINK about that one!!
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
- Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
- We all need to live life to its fullest each day.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Yes... I do have a birthday on the horizon. And so... here George Carlins views on aging. Enjoy!
Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we’re kids? If you’re less than 10 years old, you’re so excited about aging that you think in fractions.
“How old are you?” “I’m four and a half!” You’re never thirty-six and a half. You’re four and a half, going on five! That’s the key.
You get into your teens, now they can’t hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.
“How old are you?” “I’m gonna be 16!” You could be 13, but hey, you’re gonna be 16!
And then, the greatest day of your Life . You become 21. Even the words sound like a Ceremony. . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!
But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There’s no fun now, you’re just a sour-dumpling. What’s wrong? What’s changed?
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you’re PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it’s all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.
But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn’t think you would!
So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.
You’ve built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it is a day-by-day thing - you HIT Wednesday!
You get into your 80’s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn’t end there. Into the 90’s, you start going backwards - “I Was JUST 92.”
Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. “I’m 100 and a half!”
May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half, going on 200!!!
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita
mi ritrovai per una selva oscura,
ché la diritta via era smarrita.
Ok, I know this is crazy - but hey - so what! I went on a search for the Dante quote about the "dark wood" and what did I find? Thirty-Five, yes, thirty-five slightly different translations of that one famous qoute!! It was somewhat cathartic to read them all out loud... listening to my life in a nutshell over and over again... knowing that I'm actually reading great literature... So... now you can join me, we can be lost in the woods together! Number 34 is my favorite, what's yours?
- Midway on our life's journey, I found myself
In dark woods, the right road lost.
- In the middle of the journey of our life
I found myself astray in a dark wood
where the straight road had been lost sight of.
- Midway upon the road of our life
I found myself within a dark wood,
for the right way had been missed
- In the middle of the road of my life
I awoke in the dark wood
where the true way was wholly lost
- In the middle of my journey through life,
a dark wood overcame me
for I had lost my way.
- In the middle of our life's walk
I found myself in a dark wood
for the straight road was lost
- In the middle of the journey of our life
I came to myself within a dark wood
where the straight way was lost.
(John D. Sinclair)
- At the midpoint of the journey's life
I found myself lost in a dark forest
with no straight path I could see anywhere.
- At midpoint of the journey of our life
I woke to find me astray in a dark wood,
perplexed by paths with the straight way at strife.
(Geoffrey L. Bickersteth)
- Midway life's journey I was made aware
That I had strayed into a dark forest,
And the right path appeared not anywhere.
- Midway upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.
- Midway upon the road of our life
I found myself within a dark wood
for the right way had been missed.
(Charles Eliot Norton)
- Midway through the journey of our life, I found
myself in a dark wood, for I had strayed
from the straight pathway to this tangled ground.
- Midway in the journey of our life
I came to myself in a dark wood,
for the straight way was lost.
- Midway in our life's journey, I went astray
from the straight road and woke to find myself
alone in a dark wood.
- Midway in the journey of our life
I found myself in a dark wood,
for the straight way was lost.
- Midway along the journey of our life
I woke to find myself in some dark woods,
for I had wandered off from the straight path.
- Midway in the course of our life
I found myself within a dark wood,
where the right way was lost.
(Rev. H.F. Tozer)
- Midway in human life's allotted span,
I found myself in a dark wood,
where the straight path I sought in vain.
- In the midway of this our mortal life,
I found me in a gloomy wood, astray
Gone from the path direct
(Henry F. Cary, Mario Praz)
- Upon the journey of our life midway
I came unto myself in a dark wood,
For the straight path I had gone astray.
(Jefferson B. Fletcher)
- In the midst of my journey through this life of ours,
I was in a dark forest,
because I had lost the right road.
- One night, when half my life behind me lay,
I wandered from the straight lost path afar.
Through the great dark was no releasing way
- When I had journeyed half of our life's way,
I found myself within a shadowed forest,
for I had lost the path that does not stray.
- Halfway along the journey of our life,
Having strayed from the right path and lost it,
I awoke to find myself in a dark wood.
- Halfway through the story of my life
I came to in a gloomy wood, because
I'd wandered off the path, away from the light
- Halfway through our trek in life
I found myself in this dark wood,
miles away from the right road.
- Halfway through the journey we are living
I found myself deep in a darkened forest,
For I had lost all trace of the straight path.
(James Finn Cotter)
- Halfway along the path of this existence
I found that I was in a gloomy wood,
My right way being blotted by the distance.
- Halfway along the road we have to go,
I found myself obscured in a great forest,
Bewildered, and I knew I had lost the way
(Sisson, Oxford World Classics)
- Halfway upon the road of our life,
I came to myself amid a dark wood
where the straight path was confused.
(Arthur J. Butler)
- Once, halfway through the journey of our life
I found myself inside a shadowy wood,
because the proper road had disappeared.
- Half-way upon the journey of our life
I roused to find myself within a forest
In darkness, for the straight way had been lost.
- About halfway through the course of my pathetic life,
I woke up and found myself in a stupor in some dark place
(Birk and Sanders)
- Just halfway through this journey of our life
I reawoke to find myself inside
a dark wood, way off course, the right road lost.
~St. Thomas Aquinas
I found this quote today when I was adding to Way Cool Quotes. It really struck me because that's exactly what I've been mulling over recently. What I've been thinking about is how much I rely on what other people think, say, and do versus how little I rely on what I think about what I say and do. I'm constantly running to my friends, to books, to websites, etc. etc trying to figure out what to do... it's like I don't even know what I think until I know what every one else thinks.
What does it mean to know yourself through yourself? Am I afraid to trudge through those well worn pathways of gloom and defeat? Is that what I think I'll find if I explore my inner self? Do I just not see a single glimmer of light when I look inside? Am I struggling to find validation, acceptance, and love on the outer because I know that it will not or can not come from the inner? And what would it take to light that inner lamp, and give myself my own validation, acceptance, and love? How can I find that moment of nonjudgment and unconditional grace when I know all my faults and failures so intimately and hold them so close to my heart?
There is a quote from Dante's Inferno - how does it go.... something about a dark wood... (here it is) And that's where I find myself this morning, endarkened... What about you? Where do you find yourself today?
Through me you pass into eternal pain:
Through me among the people lost for aye.
Justice the founder of my fabric mov'd:
To rear me was the task of power divine,
Supremest wisdom, and primeval love.
Before me things create were none, save things
Eternal, and eternal I endure.
All hope abandon ye who enter here."
Monday, July 6, 2009
Where do we start? Physically from where we are, however tempting it may be to wait until "the conditions are right," until we move to another place, until we get a new job, until we find more understanding, more congenial people, until... until...
The Grandfathers say, "Start now," Now is all we have, all we shall ever have. Start now."
Our journey is a resumption of the long way we have come, not a totally new start. Spiritually we start from that moment and that place where we decide to re-commit ourselves to the journey, to re-surrender our wills to the will of the Great Source, to enlist with finality in the Company of Light. Sooner or later this great moment comes to us, but it must be with finality, total commitment, we must stick with it, or it will be only another half-hearted attempt to take a few hesitant steps on one of the ways leading to the Center, and away from it. We must go forward firmly. or we may find ourselves again in the "dark wood." Each time this happens it gets harder to resume the journey, and whether we go on foot, or "over wonderful slippery water" in a Shadow Canoe, resumption of the journey is what our spirits crave.
The birds' favorite songs
You do not hear,
For their most flamboyant music takes place
When their wings are stretched
Above the trees
And they are smoking the opium
Of pure freedom.
It is healthy for the prisoner
To have faith
That one day she will again move about
Wherever she wants,
Feel the wondrous gift of life -
Find all wounds, and debts stamped
I once asked a bird,
"How is it that you fly in this gravity
"Love lifts Me."
- Hafiz, The Gift
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Ok, so I had to go find a replacement for the "How To Pull Sheep Testicles Out With Your Teeth" video, and I stumbled across this interview with Mike Rowe:
Here's the description of the video from the download page at YouTube:
Drawing on his experiences picking up roadkill, feeding swine, and castrating a lamb with his teeth, Mike Rowe, host of Discovery Channel's Dirty Jobs, discusses how modern American culture belittles necessary labor.
EG is the celebration of the American entertainment industry. Since 1984, Richard Saul Wurman has created extraordinary gatherings about learning and understanding. EG is a rich extension of these ideas - a conference that explores the attitude of understanding in music, film, television, radio, technology, advertising, gaming, interactivity and the web - The Entertainment Gathering
Mike Rowe has had more jobs than you. In fact, Mike has had more jobs than anyone.
As the creator and executive producer of Discovery Channels Emmy-nominated series Dirty Jobs With Mike Rowe, Mike has spent years traveling the country, working as an apprentice on more than 200 jobs that most people would go out of their way to avoid. From coal mining to roustabouting, maggot farming to sheep castrating, Mike has worked in just about every industry and filmed the show in almost every state, celebrating the hard-working Americans who make civilized life possible for the rest of us.
On Labor Day 2008, Mike launched a Web site called mikeroweWORKS.com, where skilled labor and hard work are celebrated in the hope of calling attention to the steady decline in the trades and bolstering enrollment in trade schools and technical colleges.
In addition to Dirty Jobs and his mikeroweWORKS endeavor, Mike is the voice of Deadliest Catch and the national spokesman for Ford Trucks. He has traveled extensively for Discovery Channel, hosting Shark Week in South Africa, where he field-tested a steel-mesh shark-suit, and Egypt Week Live, where he opened and explored newly discovered tombs in the Valley of the Golden Mummies.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Here we have, for your viewing pleasure, the full version of a 1986 short film featuring Michael Jackson, called Captain Eo. Included is the song We Here To Change The World. This is part one:
And this is part two:
Michael Jackson, what an interesting person! What a unique and strange life this man lived. Whatever else you have to say about the King of Pop, the man was one hell of a singer and dancer...no one else did it better. Rest in peace Michael.
One of my favorites was Thriller, here's a link to the video at YouTube: Thriller.
While we're on the subject of brains, here's something silly. These images show the differences between the male and the female brain.
I don't quite know what to make of it because there is NO room in my brain for "handbags" or "shopping" both of which I hate and detest. So... either my brain is defective.. or the person who thought this up is an idiot.
The diagram of the male brain, on the other hand, was amazingly accurate.
- Recent research has now established that thinking too much can rot the brain.
- Just as hard labor leaves marks on the hands, hard thinking leaves marks on the brain.
- It appears that chemicals excreted by thinking cells may not be cleared away quickly enough and may poison and kill the brain cells.
- Men's brains rot a lot faster than women's.
It's almost a no brainer!
To transform breakdowns into breakthroughs is the whole function of a master. The psychotherapist simply patches you up. That is his function. He is not there to transform you. You need a meta-psychology, the psychology of the buddhas.
It is the greatest adventure in life to go through a breakdown consciously. It is the greatest risk because there is no guarantee that the breakdown will become a breakthrough. It does become, but these things cannot be guaranteed. Your chaos is very ancient - for many, many lives you have been in chaos. It is thick and dense. It is almost a universe in itself. So when you enter into it with your small capacity, of course there is danger. But without facing this danger nobody has ever become integrated, nobody has ever become an individual, indivisible.
Zen, or meditation, is the method which will help you to go through the chaos, through the dark night of the soul, balanced, disciplined, alert. The dawn is not far away, but before you can reach the dawn, the dark night has to be passed through. And as the dawn comes closer, the night will become darker.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Ok, so I wanted to make up for the sheep testicle video... and article about eating testicles... and the concrete sheep with the large testicles.... so I'm uploading this educational video on felt making.
Have you ever made felt? It's not hard, all it takes is time and elbow grease... oh, and wool. I went to a felt making class once. It was a lot of fun. I made a pair of boots that were really cool. I wonder where they are...
Somewhere in Australia there is a really large concrete Merino sheep. He does have quite a look of superiority, doesn't he?
Well, go around to his back side, and you can see why! Look at those testicles! Wow!
My friend Daniel was wondering why sheep have such large testicles, and the answer is that the rams with the largest testicles sire the most fertile ewes. Also, apparently, in some circles, people like to eat them.
Hundreds of people queued up in lines for up to an hour at the 16th annual Mountain Oyster Fry event in Nevada, to try something a little bit different.
On the menu were sheep testicles, also known as 'fried oysters', and servers at the five food booths got through approximately 60kg of the delicacies.
The tiny morsels can be fried, barbecued, stuffed, ground up and even sautéed.
Visitors had mixed reviews after tasting the sheep testicles, but Amanda Palmer, 21, from Carson City had no problem eating them.
'People think, "Oh sheep testicles, gross", but it was pretty good,' she said.
Dan Herron, 32, from Reno, wasn't a fan, even though he was spending his fourth year at the festival barbecuing the meat.
'It's disgusting. It's like peeling a big grape,' he said when describing the process of skinning and preparing the testicles.
Believe it or not, the meat is pretty versatile and has also been used in tacos and sloppy joes (a hot sandwich).
Shauna Reese, 32, from Reno, said: 'We try to get families from all over to try them, but they're all "nuh-uh". It's just another tender meat.'
(This is old news - way back in March of 07. But I'm posting it here to give a little bit of credibility to my post on pulling out sheep testicles with your teeth.)
Why am I uploading this video? Only Daniel knows. I don't even know because I haven't even watched it. But... on an internet search gone bad, I did find this video... so here ya go!
Ok, so it looks like the above video isn't working - but guess what? I found another one... the title of it is different, but it's the same one I think. Here it is. If you enjoy it, I'm sorry for you!!
- Chinese Version
That's not right
- Sum Ting Wong
Are you harboring a fugitive?
- Hu Yu Hai Ding
See me ASAP
- Kum Hia Nao
- Dum Fuk
- Tai Ni Po Ni
Did you go to the beach?
- Wai Yu So Tan
I bumped into a coffee table
- Ai Bang Mai Fa Kin Ni
I think you need a face lift
- Chin Tu Fat
It's very dark in here
- Wao So Dim
I thought you were on a diet
- Wai Yu Mun Ching?
This is a tow away zone
- No Pah King
Our meeting is scheduled for next week
- Wai Yu Kum Nao?
Staying out of sight
- Lei Ying Lo
He's cleaning his automobile
- Wa Shing Ka
Your body odor is offensive
- Yu Stin Ki Pu
- Fa Kin Su Pah
You can do it!
Try reading each lesson out loud.
Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.
He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down.
A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.
As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up.
Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!
MORAL: Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
- Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.
- Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.
- Live simply and appreciate what you have.
- Give more. Expect less
Enough of that crap . .. . The donkey later came back, and bit the farmer who had tried to bury him. The gash from the bite got infected and the farmer eventually died in agony from septic shock.
|Your Name's Power is Optimism|
Saturday, June 20, 2009
"Therefore, when you enter into anything, as a frightened being,
that contract you make with another person out of fear, has to fall apart."
~ Caroline Myss
"Contain your experience with the divine
so that it does not escape you but rather shapes you.
Silence will help you avoid engaging in the games of competition and illusion
that regularly seduce us in the outside world.
Silence also helps you avoid distraction.
It helps focus the busy mind -
the mind that always has to be doing something, thinking something,
the mind that always has to be otherwise engaged
lest it become introspective and allow the soul's voice to override its own.
The silence I am describing is a silence that you use
to contain the grace you receive when you enter the Castle of your soul.
This quality of silence allows you to engage in discernment.
You carry this silence within you, even when you are with others.
It allows you to hold your center amid the chaos of your life;
it keeps you clear so that you do not do or say things you will regret
or make decisions out of fear. "
~ Caroline Myss
"Do you really want to look back on your life
and see how wonderful it could have been
had you not been afraid to live it."
~ Caroline Myss
I meant to upload this the other day when I was obsessing over emotions, and then I got so emotional that I forgot all about it!! So here ya go:
Ok, so maybe you don't want to actually experience your emotions. That's cool. Here's a game you can play - online - what a great way to avoid actually FEELING anything while still being able to SAY that you WORKED with a wide variety of EMOTIONS! Interested? Here's the link.
I'm not sure I want to go there
where do you want to go
I think I'd fall apart any place else
well I'll go if you really want to
I don't particularly care
but you'll fall apart any place else
I can just go home
I don't really mind going there
but I don't want to force you to go there
you won't be forcing me I'd just as soon
I wouldn't be able to stay long anyway
maybe we could go somewhere nearer
I'm not wearing a jacket
just like you weren't wearing a tie
well I didn't say we had to go
I don't care whether you're wearing one
we don't really have to do anything
well all right let's not
okay I'll call you
yes call me
From The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara.
Copyright © 1971 by Maureen Granville-Smith. Alfred A. Knopf, Inc.
Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
If you want to hear the author reading it, you can listen to an audio clip here.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Frank O´Hara reading his poem "Having a coke with you" in his flat in New York in 1966, shortly before his accidental death. Taken from - "USA: Poetry: Frank O'Hara" produced and directed by Richar...
This poem is about Vincent Warren, a dancer with the New York City Ballet that Frank O'Hara was in love with. It makrs the moment when O'Hara realized he was in love with him. John Ashbury had invited O'Hara along with him on a european arts jaunt (which is where the itinerary lsited in the poem comes from) and O'Hara accepted. At that very moment he realized he was in love with Vincent Warren -- and sat down and wrote this poem.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
In this poem, Sylvia talks about the cemetery in Heptonstall. She was buried there in 1963. November Graveyard The scene stands stubborn: skinflint trees Hoard last year's leaves, won't mourn...
A great poem read by the poet herself, Anne Sexton...
I just heard the sad sad news! To say I'm sorry doesn't seem to be adequate. It's the old story, ''mere words cannot express - - "
I've thot (sic) of you so often and always going to call, but I'm sure you realize how little time I have; and it's much much more difficult since Wilbur's 2nd stroke - last January.
He can't walk at all now and sits in his wheelchair on the front porch, or inside watching television. Thank God he can still do that as he has had more brain damage.
I sleep on the davenport in living room so I can help him with the urinal every two to three hours - it eliminates a wet bed, which happened at first. I became desperate around about April or May and decided I just had to have a change, so I decided to go with the Hosp. group on their yearly trip. I talked it over with Wilbur and to my surprize (sic) he was for it emphatically!
The two weeks I toured Holland, Germany and Austria with the group Wilbur stayed at Smith Nursing Home in Skokie. He sure was happy when I came to bring him home!
I'm falling asleep writing this. Call me when you feel like it. Edith, I was thinking of you most of today before I heard the news.
Hoping your sorrow won't be too difficult to bear.
P.S. I'll say a prayer for you and your son, Jimmy?
The list of what to say or do for someone grieving is much shorter than the list of what not to say.
One of the best things to say is simply, ''I'm sorry." If you have a happy memory, share it. Most of all, listen.
"It's so important to listen and just let the person say what they need to say," said the Rev. Beth DeVan, staff chaplain for Mercy Medical Baldwin County Home Health. ''Your presence says more than anything else. And it says it better and it says it without the dangers of all those other things."
Which question or comment inflicts the most pain is hard to say, but those who've suffered significant losses have heard more than their share.
Here's a look at what not to say - and why.
1. "Are you over it yet?"
- ''It's not a cut on the arm that gets better," said Lonn Spencer, whose 21-year-old son, Charlie, died of complications of an undetected heart condition while out running a few years ago. ''I mean, every day (you) wake up your son is not there or your daughter, and so you can't get over that. You just can't."
2. ''I know how you feel."
- ''If you've suffered a loss then you may have an idea," said Rabbi Steven Silberman of Congregation Ahavas Chesed, ''but you don't know exactly how I feel."
3. ''God needed him more than you" or ''God needed another angel."
- ''In my book that's not a valid explanation because I think it's just a tragedy," Spencer said.
4. ''He's in a better place."
- ''He's not here," Spencer said. ''And he may be in a better place but he's not here that I can put my hand on him and hug him."
5. ''He's with God now."
- ''God's eternal. And my dad's spirit is eternal. So my dad's eternal spirit is going to be with God for eternity, and so if I want my dad for another few years and my mom wants to be with her husband for another few years, you know, don't say that to me," Silberman said.
6. ''Time will heal."
- ''It's not helpful to say soon after a death because it does sound like it trivializes the person's grief," DeVan said. ''When you start grieving it is so intense that you can't imagine life ever being different."
7. ''Well, you've got more children, don't you?" or ''Thank goodness you have your other child/ren."
- It treats the surviving child like a spare tire, said Sarah Snell, whose son Anthony died when he was 6 weeks old. Furthermore, parents grieving the death of one child may now be particularly fearful that their other child or children may die.
8. ''It was God's will."
- ''No one knows what God's will is but God, and it's real presumptuous," said local grief counselor Nikki MacDonald. ''It never makes the griever feel better."
I found this article today, it was just what I needed, and spoke to me despite the strong Christian bias (which usually turns me off - pagan that I am). I'm posting it here so I can find it again, and possibly it will be something that speaks to you as well.
Facing Your Grief
By: Max Lucado
“David sang this lament over Saul and his son Jonathan, and gave orders that everyone in Judah learn it by heart.” (II Samuel 1:17-18 MSG).
David called the nation to mourning. He rendered weeping a public policy. He refused to gloss over or soft-pedal death. He faced it, fought it, challenged it. But he didn’t deny it. As his son Solomon explained, “There is…a time to mourn” (Eccles. 3:1, 4 NIV).
Give yourself some. Face your grief with tears, time, and – one more – face your grief with truth. Paul urged the Thessalonians to grieve, but he didn’t want the Christians to “carry on over them like people who have nothing to look forward to, as if the grave were the last word.” (I Thessalonians 4:13 MSG).
God has the last word on death. And, if you listen, he will tell you the truth about your loved ones. They’ve been dismissed from the hospital called Earth. You and I still roam the halls, smell the medicines, and eat green beans and Jell-O off plastic trays. They, meanwhile, enjoy picnics, inhale springtime, and run through knee-high flowers. You miss them like crazy, but can you deny the truth? They have no pain, doubt, or struggle. They really are happier in heaven.
And won’t you see them soon? Life blisters by at much speed. “You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Each man’s life is but a breath” (Psalms 39:5 NIV).
When you drop your kids off at school, do you weep as though you’ll never see them again? When you drop your spouse at the store and park the car, do you bid a final forever farewell? No. When you say, “I’ll see you soon,” you mean it. When you stand in the cemetery and stare down at the soft, freshly turned earth and promise, “I’ll see you soon,” you speak the truth. Reunion is a splinter of an eternal moment away.
So go ahead, face your grief. Give yourself time. Permit yourself tears. God understands. He knows the sorrow of a grave. He buried his son. But he also knows the joy of resurrection. And, by his power, you will too.
From: Facing Your Giants
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Not entirely satisfied with the I Ching Oracle had to say about how to go to work tomorrow without hating everyone, I decided to pull a card from the Osho Zen Tarot. Here's the card that I pulled.
You have to look for guidance because you don't know your inner guide is hidden inside you. You have to find the inner guide, and that's what I call your witness. That's what I call your dharma, that's what I call your intrinsic buddha. You have to awaken that buddha and your life will shower blessings, benediction. Your life will become so radiant with good, with godliness, more than you can possibly conceive.
It is almost like light. Your room is dark, just bring light in. Even a small candle will do, and the whole darkness disappears. And once you have a candle you know where the door is. You don't have to think about it: "Where is the door?" Only blind people think about where the door is. People who have eyes and the light is there, they don't think. Have you ever thought, "Where is the door?" You simply get up and go out. You never give a single thought to where the door is. You don't start groping for the door or hitting your head against the wall. You simply see, and there is not even a flicker of thought. You simply go out.