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"Life expands or shrinks in proportion to one's courage."    ~Anain Nin

{ Monday, 30 June, 2003 }

Rusty is a homosexual

Rusty is a homosexual "Don't play with yourself, or you'll go blind."
"Okay, mom," said Rusty. He wondered if he could just do it until he needed glasses.

jaybird found this for you @ 21:53 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



Dubya further goes off the

Dubya further goes off the deep end, claiming the God is directly responsible for the Afghan and Iraq II Wars. Here's the article.

"According to Abbas, immediately thereafter Bush
said: "God told me to strike at al Qaida and I
struck them, and then he instructed me to
strike at Saddam, which I did, and now I am
determined to solve the problem in the Middle
East. If you help me I will act, and if not,
the elections will come and I will have to
focus on them."

jaybird found this for you @ 19:07 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



The final irony "'Isn't it

The final irony "'Isn't it ironic?' You hear it all the time - and, most of the time, actually no, it isn't. Hypocritical, cynical, lazy, coincidental, more likely. But what is irony and why did pundits think it would die two years ago, after September 11? Zoe Williams meticulously, sincerely, unironically, hunts it down."

jaybird found this for you @ 18:44 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



Dowd: Nino's Opéra Bouffe Judge

Dowd: Nino's Opéra Bouffe Judge Antonin Scalia "is too blinded by his own bloviation to notice that Americans are not as censorious as he is."

jaybird found this for you @ 18:38 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



How's that democracy going? Occupation

How's that democracy going? Occupation Forces Halt Elections Throughout Iraq

jaybird found this for you @ 18:14 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



"Enlightening Bugs"

Tonight, the lightening bugs had their gala parade, their official debut, as if the night was deeply scattered with endless souls, each erupting into light for the sake of passion. Tonight, I laughed more, much more, than I have in ages, falling to the floor in convulsive giddiness. Tonight, I set free some light, and as I reveled in the joy of the unrestrained giggle, little stars fell about the place, landing in the palm of my hand, right there in the heart line.

jaybird found this for you @ 03:02 in Posting Under the Influence | | permalink



{ Sunday, 29 June, 2003 }

Thank you, Katharine Hepburn.

Thank you, Katharine Hepburn.


"If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun."

"The single most important thing anyone needs to know about me is that I am totally, completely the product of two damn fascinating individuals who happened to be my parents."

jaybird found this for you @ 19:07 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink



Incredible photography from the Bird

Incredible photography from the Bird Hand Book

jaybird found this for you @ 19:06 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



Bigots abuse Constitution: Sentate Majority

Bigots abuse Constitution: Sentate Majority Chump Bill Frsit "said on Sunday he supported a constitutional amendment that would ban gay marriage." Over my dead democracy, beeyatch!

jaybird found this for you @ 18:23 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



Weird ocean life surprises "New

Weird ocean life surprises "New species of underwater life, including a giant sea spider and armoured shrimps, have been discovered by a expedition trawling in deep water northwest of New Zealand. "

jaybird found this for you @ 11:51 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



Bill Clinton: Out of control

Bill Clinton: Out of control "Because more monolithic control over local media will reduce the diversity of information, opinion and entertainment people get. Interesting local coverage will be supplanted by lowest-common-denominator mass-market mush."

jaybird found this for you @ 11:42 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



{ Saturday, 28 June, 2003 }

Read fellow bloggers writing about

Read fellow bloggers writing about place, and the meaning of landscape.

jaybird found this for you @ 19:00 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



"Latest Questionable Searches"

I'm always amused by my referrer logs:

  • ruthless people boobs car I'll avoid that, thank you.
  • who you feed Myself and two cats, primarily.
  • the purple towel Oh, it's right over there.
  • wild tangent nude patch I suppose that might be fun.
  • kissing moon moon sen Isn't one moon enough?
  • drifting or hooker or newness or cupful or busi Might be a googlewhack?
  • wildness or husking or dogging or useless or willing Or it could be something quite peculiar...
  • gay singals I'm a gay single, and I spellcheck before I date.
  • whiskey on a sunday midis Nice idea, bad format.

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:49 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    No brainer: "The student in

    No brainer: "The student in question was academically bright, had a reported
    IQ of 126 and was expected to graduate. When he was examined by CAT scan, however, Lorber discovered that he had virtually no brain at all. Instead of two hemispheres filling the cranial cavity, some 4.5 centimetres deep, the student had less than 1 millimetre of cerebral tissue covering the top of his spinal column." via MeFi

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:18 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



    You lose the election, but

    You lose the election, but get to be President. You blunder national security, start unnessecery and bloody wars, give the wealthiest 10% deep tax cuts and entitlements, and completely gut what's left of the Bill of Rights. Gee, what else can you do, George? How about this: 8 million workers may lose OT pay under new rules, that's a nice legacy there, bucko.

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:54 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Frankenfish: GM fish glows in

    Frankenfish: GM fish glows in the bowl

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:24 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    10 Appalling Lies We Were

    10 Appalling Lies We Were Told About Iraq "The mainstream press, after an astonishing two years of cowardice, is belatedly drawing attention to the unconscionable level of administrative deception. They seem surprised to find that when it comes to Iraq, the Bush administration isn't prone to the occasional lie of expediency but, in fact, almost never told the truth. "

    jaybird found this for you @ 00:25 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Justices Void Prison Term Given

    Justices Void Prison Term Given Gay Teenager in Kansas

    jaybird found this for you @ 00:09 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Friday, 27 June, 2003 }

    "Retrograde"

    I'm not going to dump it all out on you, dear reader, but today, especially after 5pm, was one of those days where nearly everything went wrong. It has been been a test to maintain my feeling of rejuvenation and creative resurgence while dealing with all this crazy "real world" shit. Right now, I'm treasuring the silence and the lack of people. You don't need to know all the little quirks that ruffled my tailfeathers, because all of the same things, albeit in varying frequency and quality, happen in your life. We deal with annoyances and fevered egos, spilled commodities and the frailties of communication and technology, and our own sensitivities under a brilliant summer sun, while planets slip out of houses and forecasts tumble. And this commonality between you and I reassures me; while I don't wish my comedies of error and hapless mishaps on any one, I know we're all "dealing with it" and only a very few lead saccharine lives free of trifle and encumbrance, and thank Goddess I'm not one of them; bless the blemishes, exalt the experience, for freedom from this rudimentary caca would mean only freedom from being truly alive.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:58 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Amazon destruction speeds up

    Amazon destruction speeds up : "New satellite information from Brazil has revealed a sharp increase in the rate of destruction of the Amazonian rainforest. "

    jaybird found this for you @ 07:48 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



    "Fire, Rain, and..."

    I'm not one to strike a conversation by talking about the weather, but on a day like this, it's inevitable. We were under code 'orange' for ozone (sounds like a futuristic Seuss title) and you can barely see a mile. The mountains that were so crystal, stunningly clear last weekend are now lost in a dull, choking haze. I tried to run and almost instantly became winded and my asthma wheeze kicked in. While the great gushing of touristas driving extremely oversized vehicles could take the blame for this horrendous yuck, a great deal of this gaseous grossness floats over from the Tennessee and Ohio valleys, steel and paper mills, and other sordid toxic outputters.

    About two summers ago, we had quite a fire season around here. Everything was coated in ash and all you could smell was smoke. Night came early, and the sun gave us orange light when filtered through the angry breath of sylvan smoldering. It was very surreal, and during that week you couldn't help but dredge up Apocalyptic images, that the fire would soon come and everything would burn. Isn't life built atop cinders? About a week or two later came that awful September Tuesday and the geo-political power structure of the world shifted, slided, into a sudden and scary paradigm of dogma and violence... on both ends. Not to mention the intercontinental suffering exacted by allegiances to those dogmas.

    Despite the heat and the lording of smog, this new summer begins with a great surplus of water. We've had a very wet spring, and the French Broad River still is café brown with muddy runoff. Fruit trees are heaving forth bumper crops; my cherry tree is bending over backwards in tartness. It's so vivid, such an outpouring of earthly creativity and verve, that you can't help but to ease into thoughts of abundance and calm while a future harvest quivers and bursts around you. This is a time of ripening... we have burned, our dry and tattered dreams given to ashes, and now we are filling our baskets. Turn, turn, turn.

    What this says to me is that we have survived the direness of fire and international tragedy alike, suffered the loss of crop and the mass blinking out of human life by war and premeditated acts of vengeance from all sides, and now, have entered a time if inward contentment and outward crux. Can we maintain and uphold the ideals of the present paradigm any longer? While our appetites are well fed and our need for stimuli eagerly fulfilled, is our present mass condition honestly reflective of the Good Earth? The fruit that I hold in my hand and adore with my senses at the least satisfies and at most is a mystical experience of the flavor of God, but is the whole world sucking down cherries and stuffing their pockets with sweetness? No. Why not? I don't know, and that's my problem.

    I feel for the lack, and wish in a way there was more of it in my own life; my comfort, cherished and prized as it is, does not nurture a balance between Earth and I. Yet I feel so close to it; the smell and coolness of the soil, the surprise in the branches overhead, the skunk wandering around the car on Solstice day, the scurry of field mouse through the thicket, the ripples made by a Blue Heron in the lake as it rises to flight. Such Holy things. What about my cheese sandwich? What about my internet? What about the music from Senegal that plays though the speakers, or the suds in the fridge that my friends and I use to chase laughter around and around in tangential thoughtful glee? Where is the balance, the pivot point between luxury and necessity, the luscious and the noble?

    Perhaps it is that inviting lushness, this burgeoning of messages, the overflowing river and overly productive cherry tree that are collectively become that delicate point; too little rain, no fruit and forest fires- too much rain, rotting food and flash floods. This pivot point is like a promise; "here's what you need to live, so what will you do now?" Walk steady, don't tip us too far. Walk steady and be aware of what could contribute to our own symbolic spoiling or whithering. Walk steady by changing what you can to stabilize the wobble of society, the wobble of how we think, the wobble of the ecology. Walk steady atop the goodness for your own sake, for doing for yourself does for the Big Self; it's proven in a way by quantum mechanics, and decreed in innumerable ways by ancient scrolls of knowledge and beanie-headed hawkers of a neo-Atlantean new age. It's even proven by honey bees.

    What do honey bees have to do with subverting the dominant paradigm? Maybe nuttin' honey, or maybe that's just a symbol that I'm grabbing onto here to strike that tune about balance, which began as a tune about the weather and finding a reason, if not goodness, in it All. We can maintain balance, pollinating our relationships, to secure our needs and the needs of the collective. In politics, this would be called socialism or altruistic madness. So be it, but balance-making is not some selfless tact; it's making the self a microcosm of the whole. The bee is still a bee yet it is intrinsic with the field of flowers you're walking in, or picnicking in with a bottle of wine and a lover with bright eyes. I am still me but intrinsic with this big blue ball of magic and my community upon it, winging through space to some ultimate climax of creativity.

    It's almost too quiet outside now, and the cats are half-sleeping and jumping to awakeness as my chair squeaks. I've just written another rant, skipping along on tangents and metaphors like a frog in lily-pad heaven, not knowing and maybe mot entirely caring of the all-hallowed "logical argument for or against something" has been made. Tomorrow there's a 40% chance of thunderstorms, highs in the mid-80s, ozone code yellow, and a good chance that the world, mine and yours, will be changed again in some amazing way, shifting it's weight along the crux of our actions, intentions, and wildest visions.

    How do you dress for weather like that? Do you dress for weather like that, or do you just go merrily bare-ass nekkid into the infinite?

    jaybird found this for you @ 01:45 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    { Thursday, 26 June, 2003 }

    The Memory Hole 5-Minute Video

    The Memory Hole 5-Minute Video of George W. Bush on the Morning of 9/11 analyses a video of Resident Bush (no typo) doing absolutely zip when he was told of the second plane hitting, for five whole minutes. I think the bastard looks squirmy and rather malignant in the scenes. "What did the Commander in Chief do? Nothing. He sat there. He sat for well over 5 minutes, doing nothing while 3,000 people were dying and the attacks were still in progress."

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:12 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    What would Xenu do? Scientology

    What would Xenu do? Scientology in pictures, circa '76. This will be another blogdex/technorati charttopper, I'm sure. LOL. Squick.

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:59 in Silly People, Satire & Strange Behaviors | | permalink



    "Faux" News vs. http://www.agitproperties.com/... issues

    "Faux" News vs. http://www.agitproperties.com/... issues 'cease and desist' order against parody site.

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:16 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Transcranial Magnetic Stimulation: Better Living

    Transcranial Magnetic Stimulation: Better Living Through Electromagnetism thread on on Kuro5hin

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:59 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



    Space impact 'saved Christianity' "A

    Space impact 'saved Christianity' "A team of geologists believes it has found the incoming space rock's impact crater, and dating suggests its formation coincided with the celestial vision said to have converted a future Roman emperor to Christianity. "

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:40 in Spirituality, Religion & Mythos | | permalink



    William Gibson: The Road to

    William Gibson: The Road to Oceania "Elsewhere, driven by the acceleration of computing power and connectivity and the simultaneous development of surveillance systems and tracking technologies, we are approaching a theoretical state of absolute informational transparency, one in which "Orwellian" scrutiny is no longer a strictly hierarchical, top-down activity, but to some extent a democratized one. As individuals steadily lose degrees of privacy, so, too, do corporations and states. Loss of traditional privacies may seem in the short term to be driven by issues of national security, but this may prove in time to have been intrinsic to the nature of ubiquitous information."

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:36 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    VICTORY! Supreme Court Strikes Down

    VICTORY! Supreme Court Strikes Down Gay Sex Ban

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:22 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



    Found and lost: "The discovery

    Found and lost: "The discovery of the Tasaday people in the Filipino jungles generated much-needed good news for the Marcos administration, but was it all a hoax?

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:17 in History, Civilization & Anthropology | | permalink



    Palast: Hugo Chavez Is (not)

    Palast: Hugo Chavez Is (not) Crazy! US Media's smear campaign against the leftist, freely-elected, president of Venezuela.

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:04 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Wednesday, 25 June, 2003 }

    MSN search bot a glimpse

    MSN search bot a glimpse of ambitions while strange things are happening at Google.

    jaybird found this for you @ 21:05 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    Also on MeFi and too

    Also on MeFi and too good to pass up: We're All Gonna Die! Wired looks at some improbabilites regarding our eventual, and sure, demise.

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:44 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Nice Fortean/cryptozoo thread on MeFi:

    Nice Fortean/cryptozoo thread on MeFi: Arr, there be sea serpents yonder!

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:42 in High Weirdness | | permalink



    Grow the momentum to flush

    Grow the momentum to flush Bush: Economy Downs Dubya's Re-Election Support "For Democrats, struggling with a field of nine candidates and facing a Bush fund-raising machine that has raked in millions, the numbers provide some hope - and a challenge. "

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:15 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Expert Said to Tell Legislators

    Expert Said to Tell Legislators He Was Pressed to Distort Some Evidence "A top State Department expert on chemical and biological weapons told Congressional committees in closed-door hearings last week that he had been pressed to tailor his analysis on Iraq and other matters to conform with the Bush administration's views, several Congressional officials said today."

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:09 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Marla Jennings Christian Realty II

    Marla Jennings Christian Realty II "God, you won't find a sinner in this stunning 11BR/13BA show stopper!" kinda sorta via MeFi

    jaybird found this for you @ 01:13 in Silly People, Satire & Strange Behaviors | | permalink



    { Tuesday, 24 June, 2003 }

    International Blog Meetup Day is

    International Blog Meetup Day is Wednesday, July 16 @ 7:00PM

    jaybird found this for you @ 20:29 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    He's catching on: Dennis Kucinich

    He's catching on: Dennis Kucinich Blog I voted today in the MoveOn primary, and while I think Dennis has the best ideas, I cheesed and thought about electability. In the end I gelt that Dean could theoretically build the momentum and the foudation to legitimately win the next election.

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:09 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    whichbook.net is a website using

    whichbook.net is a website using Flash to help you find new reading material. Stunningly accurate. My wishlist has grown by three so far.

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:02 in Authors, Books & Words | | permalink



    He did it his way,

    He did it his way, and paid for it: Man killed for singing Sinatra off-key

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:27 in High Weirdness | | permalink



    { Monday, 23 June, 2003 }

    There's a little time left

    There's a little time left to reguster for MoveOn's primary. Dean? Kucinich? I'm torn. Wired: Dems to Vie for Online Votes

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:55 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Now Bush wants to buy

    Now Bush wants to buy the complicity of aid workers "Relief groups have been told they must be an 'arm of the US government'"

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:17 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Media Silent on Clark's 9/11

    Media Silent on Clark's 9/11 Comments "Now, nine months later, media are covering damaging revelations about the Bush administration's intelligence on Iraq, yet still seem strangely reluctant to pursue stories suggesting that the flawed intelligence-- and therefore the war-- may have been a result of deliberate deception, rather than incompetence. The public deserves a fuller accounting of this story. "

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:12 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    The Inca may have used

    The Inca may have used a form of binary communication not unlike today's computer code.

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:59 in History, Civilization & Anthropology | | permalink



    What's the buzz? Bees Swarm

    What's the buzz? Bees Swarm Highway After Tractor-Trailer Wrecks

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:54 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    John Ashcroft's intolerance could unjustly

    John Ashcroft's intolerance could unjustly prosecute a protestor holding a sign at a SC airport while waiting for Shrub under a rarely used Secret
    Service rule.

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:53 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    "Exotic Fragrances"

    I've been drinking this exotic gourmet brand of coffee lately, and seemingly unrelatedly I've been anxious about how the cats will do living with carpet. I've seen bad things with cats and carpets combined. This morning as I trudged toward the coffee maker, I was quite sure I smelled effluvia de chat. Well I hunted for a big brown pile of steaming mess and all I could find was the coffee.

    For nine bucks a pound, my ultra organic free range fair trade bean juice shouldn't have a bouquet of cat shit.

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:25 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Kucinich profile: Campaign Pulls Bright

    Kucinich profile: Campaign Pulls Bright Spot From Dark Story "And in an era of blow-dried candidates, Kucinich exudes a unique charm. He's a mix of working-class ethnic and New Age visionary, a vegan who jokes that although he doesn't eat pork, he consumes plenty of corn and soy, two of Iowa's major crops. He actually pauses a few beats before answering reporters' questions, and is just as likely to quote Percy Bysshe Shelley in response as JFK. With a seemingly endless reservoir of energy, he outlasts his own aides, and he rises early and talks late into the night with prospective voters about how he would change the country."

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:46 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Savant for a Day ''You

    Savant for a Day ''You could call this a creativity-amplifying machine. It's a way of altering our states of mind without taking drugs like mescaline. You can make people see the raw data of the world as it is. As it is actually represented in the unconscious mind of all of us.''

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:35 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    { Sunday, 22 June, 2003 }

    Coffee plants that produce much

    Coffee plants that produce much reduced levels of caffeine have been created by genetic engineers. Meanwhile America isn't awake enough to realize just how duped we all are into supporting with blase indifference a paradigm that is destroying any sense of natural balance. We need full strength, black as space coffee, and quick. Keep your paws off my mug.

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    The genetic handbook of the

    The genetic handbook of the male: "Decoding the Y has proved to be an onerous task. It contains stretches of DNA that appear to be a genetic wasteland devoid of genes."

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:28 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Toe wrestling triumph for England

    Toe wrestling triumph for England

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:08 in Silly People, Satire & Strange Behaviors | | permalink



    Ram Dass is still here

    Ram Dass is still here now, and reflecting on the human condition, suffering, and the transcendance of life. "Today, Ram Dass's message is one of awareness and acceptance -- especially of suffering. Referring to his own physical condition, he says that it's okay that he "was stroked." Suffering should be embraced, he says, since it brings us closer to God." via technoshamanic

    jaybird found this for you @ 12:51 in Spirituality, Religion & Mythos | | permalink



    Will Ferrell is oddly selected

    Will Ferrell is oddly selected to deliver commencement at Harvard with hilarious consequences: "Students, Faculty, Families and Distinguished Guests, I just want to take time to congratulate you on your outstanding achievement as graduates of the Class of 2002. The great thing about being the Class of 2002 is that you can always remember what year you graduated because 2002 is a palindrome which, of course, is a word or number that is the same read backwards or forwards. I'll bet you're surprised I know that word, but I do. So you can suck on it." link whoring via riley dog

    jaybird found this for you @ 12:39 in Silly People, Satire & Strange Behaviors | | permalink



    geegaw.com has been taken over

    geegaw.com has been taken over by a plastic frog. "Froggy ah tired of holding mouth open
    for hard it is for little plastic forgs to yawn for dais on end"

    jaybird found this for you @ 12:28 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    Lions, tigers and Priapus...Oh my!

    Lions, tigers and Priapus...Oh my! link via Bhikku

    jaybird found this for you @ 12:14 in Carnality, Naughtiness & Fun | | permalink



    Meet The Invisible Writers "Over

    Meet The Invisible Writers "Over the years I've met a diverse collection of writers who have never been published or earned any academic credentials, yet whose claim to the title of artist is genuine. These invisible writers are soldiers and bakers, convicts and salesmen, winos, hairdressers, firefighters, farmers and waitresses. Their only qualifications to literary authenticity are their writings and their desire to write. Often the only time they have is stolen time, and their private scrawls end up on cocktail napkins, penciled in the margins of receipts, on any piece of paper handy. "

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    { Saturday, 21 June, 2003 }

    "The Longest Day"

    At long last! Today is the summer soltice; in three hours, the season of the sun will officially begin. While it is surely a day of "vivid leisure" for Americans to fire up the barbecue and strap another beer onto the belly, it marks a different time for me.

    June somethingth, 1986. I wan in my gee, a yellow belt strapped around my 13 year old waist, plodding around the Taekwondo dojo. As I crossed the threshold into class, a very clear image flashed into my senses: my tombstone. "Theodore G. Joslin III, Dec. 7 1972 - Jun. 21, 1986," a la Ebeneezer Scrooge. I remember being seized by profound fear, and virtually unable to participate in class. There may have been a week or two in advance of my own personal doomsday, and after getting over the fear, I began to prepare for what I took to be a very real message from the future. I wrote out a little will, made my very best Lego starship to be remembered by, and began conducting strange rituals to let family on the other side know I was heading over, and to meet me at the appointed time, whenever exactly that would be on that day. Suicide was not a thought at all... while my childhood had brought me to some very critical and painful moments possibly pushing me perilously close to making that jump, by 13 I knew it wasn't worth it. What I expected was a car accident, or a house-fire while I slept. Who knew? I decided to make no plans.

    The day came, and I was very meticulous and quiet, and just a little afraid. The phone rang and it was my friend Craig, asking me to go for a hike and swim at Elk Neck State Park. Sounded like a good place and way to go; I was a nature boy, and at the time had an unarticulated "crush" on Craig. I found him angelic. What a perfect setting. As his mother drove and stopped for lunch at a drive through, I remember eating some meat nugget thinking this is the last meal. I shared a nugget with Craig, and let him sip from my soda in imitation of Christ. He had plenty of nuggets and soda for himself.

    We hiked and played. I was at ease, comfortable, and waiting for that snake bite or tumbling boulder to finish me off. We had gone swimming, and we were in a little wooden shack changing out of our bathing suits. I felt perfect in my body. Then as I pulled off my soaked bathing suit, stars crossed my eyes, everything went black, and I passed out. As I started to fall, I remember thinking how easy death was.

    The blackness parted, and Craig's bright blue eyes were the first thing I saw, then I felt his hand patting my cheek, turning his head and yelling madly for his mother. He was starting to cry. "What happened?" "You fainted or something." I was still naked with my bathing suit twisted around my ankles. All I could see was Craig's face. My body was stiff and unyielding as he helped me up and I started to walk. I was winded, drained. Outside the shack, the world was misty and crystalline. His mother was frantic and worried. Craig was freaked and too quiet. Within a few minutes, I was up and walking while the mother kept offering me cookies and soda in case my blood sugar had crashed. I insisted to them that I was fine, nothing to worry about, but the mood of the day had altered and we drove home.

    My skin was prickly, as if an electric current lived inside my skin. My eyesight was incredibly clear (I wore glasses at the time) and for some reason, and perhaps for the first time, I felt utterly renewed, as if reborn to rediscover my senses. Soon came June 22nd, and years went by... even Craig disappeared, but that day remained one I marked every year by being as aware as possible of my life, my perceptions, and what could be shed and what could be grown.

    One year on the 21st, my friend Spike and I left town for Cape May, New Jersey and my '76 Nova died an improbable death in the middle of "bum fucked Egypt." A total stranger rescued our stranded 17 year old selves, gave us beer for the road, and got us to the bus station. I celebrated that day in other years with ceremonies of binding and renewal with my then-partner and present (and perpetual) best friend. I've skinnydipped rainbow jeweled waterfalls, walked on hot coals, gotten lost deep in the woods, climbed a few granite peaks here in the Blue Ridge, huffing and puffing in out of shape daring-do. Good luck, bad luck, nothing special and sacred cosmic simulacra all have made their appearance on this day in years past, and God willing, in years future.

    These days on solstice I hike, I tend towards quiet, and always seek for some symbol of metamorphosis, some apparent death / rebirth going on in my life, exalting the unexpected, the new, the unknown. Under every inch of soil and within every breath of sky, there is a lesson of some kind that speaks directly to the soul. Today, I choose those lessons; some too simple, some laughable, some painful, all good, all useful. So as spring lapses into summer, and the Earth's axis tilts imperceptibly towards that holy light that signs and crowns all that sustains the exuberance and meagerness we call being a human, alive, I have much to cast into that fire, and much to draw from it. Like that twittering, clumsy 13 year old, I'm entering with calm a day that conceals outcomes.

    From this window, millions of leaves soak in starlight and thrive. Wings of crows and gnats cross the clear blue to some place, for some reason. It's the longest day, the brightest day; all is illumined from without or within that we can see our processes turning towards eventuality, and back again into movement. Your own cells die and leave the body, your atoms and molecules come and go and you don't notice you are new every groggy, coffee stained morning. Take a day, as some pinpoint along your starry crawl across earthly existence, to make anything and everything meaningful and somehow relative to your stretching and fading skin and bones; listen, make metaphor, make love, make do with your hands and feet and the simply power they possess to turn our space-bourne home into the next season.

    It might as well be today, and it may as well be summer.

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    Victorian Visions of the Year

    Victorian Visions of the Year 2000
    "There are 12 different images in the set which, for the most-part, provides a quite accurate forecast of things to come as many of the ideas are now an integral part of daily life."

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    A tasty campaign: Ben &

    A tasty campaign: Ben & Jerry's ice cream founder backs Kucinich - Jun. 20, 2003

    jaybird found this for you @ 11:22 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Friday, 20 June, 2003 }

    Final letter from Julius

    Final letter from Julius and Ethel Rosenberg to their children: "Eventually, too you must come to believe that life is worth the living. Be comforted that even now, with the end of ours slowly approaching, that we know this with a conviction that defeats the executioner!" Read a statement on the 50th anniversary of the execution by their son, Robert.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:01 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    As if! Male Chromosome Seriously

    As if! Male Chromosome Seriously Weird

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:45 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    'Fluorescent fish' give the green

    'Fluorescent fish' give the green light to GM pets, a huge and dangerous snub to natural creativity.

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:45 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



    Orrin Hatch: Software Pirate? The

    Orrin Hatch: Software Pirate? The Senator "suggested Tuesday that people who download copyright materials from the Internet should have their computers automatically destroyed. But Hatch himself is using unlicensed software on his official website, which presumably would qualify his computer to be smoked by the system he proposes."

    Note to self: watch this one rise to top of blogdex, popdex and technorati.

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:12 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    "Rooster 1, Jaybird 0"

    devilrooster.jpg The little booger was at it at 4:30 in the blessed morning. I tried to ignore it, but to no avail. I went out and tried to frighten it away by chucking pine cones at it, but alas. I found a long skick and tried shaking it's branch, but it only strengthened it's resolve. I described a champagne cream sauce with wild mushrooms, and I think it was ignoring me. We might have to step up the artillery. The neighbors are less patient, suggesting the simply terminate the darling thing using various "country" methods. Being an impassioned bleeding heart liberal, I think it best to bargain and reason with it first, exhausting every channel of diplomacy before we make good on the threat of dinner.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:41 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    "Dottie Joybuzzer and the Untitled Melody"

    After weeks of trying, stopping and starting, I've finally gotten this play for the kids written. Well, the first scene anyway. I think the second will be fairly simple. So far, the action has a bird tricking the sun to set and the moon to rise on first day of the world.

    THe kids are really into it, and who knows, this one experience might do at least one of them a huge mess of good, while for me it's a huge (rather fun) mess. If I were 9 would I be mortally embarrassed reading this script? Possibly. I'm 30, am I mortally embarrassed writing it? i've never written children's material before, and since it's all for a good cause, I'd venture to say no.

    At camp today, a hilarious thing happened, as they are want to do from time to time. Another mentor had arranged for a morning of chanting and drumming with a middle aged Long Islander who guides shamanic journeys under an assumed Native Americanesque moniker. She, resplendent in a dizzying spiral frock and countless dangling crystals, began by telling my klatch of 30 five to seventeen year-olds that she was going to "raise the joy vibration" of the room by invoking their guardian spirits. Imagine the look in these kids' eyes. She invited (I'm not kidding) the Ascended Masters, *{{AnGeLs}}*, and the spirits of dolphins and puppy dogs to enter our group aura bring us boundless joy.

    The kids were eager in their newfound vibration to visualize bouncing basketballs or large chunks of amethyst off of this well intentioned but loony woman's protective bubble of healing rays. They were restless, bored stiff, and no more seized by joy as I was seized by Shirley Maclaine. By the end of two hours you could see the veins popping out of Dottie Joybuzzer's crown chakra, she was losing her voice as she was constantly telling these kids to sit down and shut up or she'll sic her violet flame on them.

    You should know that I'm not knocking this woman's spirituality or belief system, but rather the appropriateness of her pandimensional summoning at a program for behaviorally challenged kids, many of whom have had religion force fed them by abusive families. I've dedicated my life to the experience of the Divine, (some of which certainly would coincide with her worldview) but there is a necessary secular line that we don't need to cross with volatile kids. I also don't get my satori on when someone just as lilly white as me pretends assumes a Native American stage presence and claims stewardship to dubious rites mixed in with happy crystal wisdom from Atlantis.

    I lent some of my instruments for the occasion, and even helped her lead a dance, and once she'd gone I realized she'd walked off with one of my rattles. Theoretically, I could've enjoyed her energy much more if she weren't proselytizing the profound purple portals of porpoise power to these dazed and confused kids that just wanted to play ball and be the kids they can't be because of their home-lives and this chip-on-the-shoulder society. While I might sounds a wee bit judgemental (I am a Sagittarius) this chip on my shoulder is made of rose quartz, and emanates as much tongue-in-cheek love energy as you're willing to swallow.

    Om right back atcha.

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    { Thursday, 19 June, 2003 }

    Little white guys and their

    Little white guys and their little white lies: "The White House has again angered the green lobby by censoring and re-editing a government report to play down the threat of global warming and the contribution made to it by industrial and vehicle emissions."

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:33 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Poultry in motion runs "afowl"

    Poultry in motion runs "afowl" of the law: Police take ten hours to track down 40mph ostrich "An ostrich managed to evade police for ten hours after it escaped from a circus in the Bulgarian capital Sofia."

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:26 in High Weirdness | | permalink



    Register for MoveOn.org's Internet Primary

    Register for MoveOn.org's Internet Primary (much coverage of late, including segment tonight on NPR). Give Dean, Kucinich, or Mosely-Braun a fighting chance against the elite-favored wannabees.

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:18 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    "Must've Been Something I Ate"

    I slept pitifully, having one unpleasant dream after another, including one so difficult I was up at 4am, turning on lights, lighting candles and trying to encourage whatever spectral voyeurs may be floating about to get thee gone.

    I have this Indonesian winged figure over my bed, and as I would stare upward sleepless, I'd watch this fly circumnavigate the mythical creature. When I rolled over, the little demon went right for my nostril. A drum hanging on the wall fell off and crashed into my altar.

    Strange, not necessarily supernatural goings-on, but unnerving to say the least. Driving home from work yesterday, I had this odd and strong compulsion to stuff a cheeseburger into my mouth, the first one in at least half a year. I can't deny that it was good, but I've got to wonder what effect it had on my bio, and especially neurochemistry. Were the nightmares a side effect of the Combo #4? Back to veggie-burgers, I guess.

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:24 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Only in Florida: Cops shut

    Only in Florida: Cops shut down little girl's lemonade stand

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:24 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Wednesday, 18 June, 2003 }

    reading & writing blogs about

    reading & writing blogs about the nature of depression.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:56 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



    Our Perfect Summer by David

    Our Perfect Summer
    by David Sedaris
    "One day, it seemed the right time to have a beach house all our own."

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:28 in Authors, Books & Words | | permalink



    Unlikely Poll Results: 34% think

    Unlikely Poll Results:

    34% think Rock and Roll has had an overall negative impact on America
    33% believe a wife should "submit herself graciously" to a husband
    30% say the Bible is the "actual word of God" to be taken literally

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:30 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Manufacturing disease: New antibiotics 'could

    Manufacturing disease: New antibiotics 'could prove deadly' "...other researchers say that it is quite possible that bacteria will acquire resistance - and when they do, this will make life far more difficult, as our own defence mechanisms will be rendered far less potent."

    jaybird found this for you @ 07:26 in Health, Medicine & Bio-Happiness | | permalink



    { Tuesday, 17 June, 2003 }

    Sen. Hatch goes off the

    Sen. Hatch goes off the deep end saying "he favors developing new technology to remotely destroy the computers of people who illegally download music from the Internet."

    Imagine the vast lines of soccer-moms at Gateway clutching their moo-towers that have some Bette Midler tune festering on the defunct hard drive.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:26 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



     Blue Bird Escape also blogs

     Blue Bird Escape also blogs from Tehran. Scroll down for an amazing, moving and poignant poem. What she described reminds me oddly of my experiences in Haiti.

    "Even though the choices are little
    Even though freedom is not a word
    I still love it

    Even though women are not given enough
    Even though humanity is forgotten
    I still love it

    Even though there is no way beyond the mountains
    Even though people are just characters without destiny
    I still love it"

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:46 in Culture, People & Customs | | permalink



    Lady Sun blogs from Tehran

    Lady Sun blogs from Tehran and is describing the scene of the anti-government US psyops funded revolts there. Via somebody.

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:40 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    "Five Dreams +2"

    Two of the dreams from last night's marathon I remembered during the day:

  • Having to film a movie while perched high up in a mountain crevasse without ropes or equipment other than bulky photographic supplies that kept teetering off the edge.
  • Meeting and falling mady in love with yet another Mr. Perfect, who kissed me three times tenderly across my face and was called, oddly, Makengo, which appears to be a rather common African name according to my googling. While "my" Makengo was caucasian, I found a painting online depicting another version.

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    World's luckiest man wins the

    World's luckiest man wins the lottery "A Croatian dubbed the world's luckiest man after surviving seven major disasters has won the jackpot with his first lottery ticket in 40 years."

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:58 in High Weirdness | | permalink



    "Five Dreams"

    I'm just now beginning to wake up from a sleep marathon. I've had more dreams than I've had in a very long time.

  • Exploring these mountains whose peaks are all sand, with the wind carving amazing shapes. I discovered this miniature village complete with a little stream flowing through it, and hollow trees that drew down the colors of sunset into their roots.
  • Trying to get online, the modem was making strange noises. It hissed and crackled, and I heard a whisper that sounded like "LS." I repeated it back and the voice said "Alice." Then I said "What about Alice?" "Alice is gone." The modem shut off and I awoke in a cold sweat.
  • There was this art performance installation where I work, with different colored candles representing different stages in human development. One fellow gets human sweat poured over him by the red candle. Laser beam birds twitter about, complete with an interpretive dancer.
  • An emotionally immature (but well intentioned) and distant "ex" tried to get back together with me by getting me to sign an oversized Hallmark card that was really a contract. Plate after plate of fancy nouvelle cuisine was served with a cunning smile, silver shining and all.
  • I had enormous red and yellow dreadlocks and was having a queer moment in front of the mirror because they weren't behaving.
    I think this has done me some good, I haven't slept much lately so I hope I'm caught up. Off to a day of surreal field trips with the kids!

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:04 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Conscious self Overall self

    Conscious self
    Overall self
    Take Free Enneagram Test

    jaybird found this for you @ 07:59 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



    "House Swarming Reviewed"

    Here's some comments from friends about Sunday's house warming party:

    *Had a fine time at your housewarming yesterday. By now, the house
    should be pretty warm, if not smoldering.It's a great place--very open
    and instantly comfortable when you walk in.

    *It certainly was a good sign when the neighbors did not hurl tear gas
    canisters over the hedge to quell our singing and general outrageous
    behavior. Guess we set the benchmark for your future gatherings in our
    own special way....Greater Metropolitan Woodfin will never be the same.

    *I SO SO enjoyed being with you guys today! Jay thank you for your hospitality!! Your house is great and I hope we haven't gotten you evicted.

    Sorta gives you general idea.

    jaybird found this for you @ 00:54 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    { Monday, 16 June, 2003 }

    I finally got around to

    I finally got around to taking the Myers-Briggs and scored ENFP. We are "abstract in thought and speech, cooperative in accomplishing their aims, and informative and extraverted when relating with others."

    jaybird found this for you @ 21:52 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



    Green, or blue energy: Tidal

    Green, or blue energy: Tidal energy turbine launches

    "We estimate that there is at least 10 gigawatts of power available from tidal power in the UK. That's the same as about half of the existing nuclear industry."

    jaybird found this for you @ 21:10 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



    It's not like we've done

    It's not like we've done much for good PR lately: Poll suggests world hostile to US

    jaybird found this for you @ 21:03 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    What are Noctilucent Clouds?

    What are Noctilucent Clouds?

    jaybird found this for you @ 20:58 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Mary Starrett -- Big Brother

    Mary Starrett -- Big Brother Comes to Wal-Mart "Starting this week, the nation's largest discount retailer will quietly begin selling tracking-chipped products to clueless shoppers. "

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:35 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    It's the real thing: US

    It's the real thing: US Coke worker sacked for drinking Pepsi"This is nothing more than an attempt to get rid of a pro-union employee. The Teamsters will fight every step of the way to get Rick's job back," he vowed. "

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:49 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    The Moonlit Road - Ghost

    The Moonlit Road - Ghost Stories and Folktales of the American South and Urban Ghost Hunting & Psychogeography

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:02 in Conjecture & Speculation | | permalink



    { Sunday, 15 June, 2003 }

    US romances Taliban .... again.

    US romances Taliban .... again.

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:38 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    First "Legal" GLBT Couple celebrates

    First "Legal" GLBT Couple celebrates first "legal" kiss.

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:36 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



    "House Swarming"

    Today is the house warming party... in a few hours in fact. I've got tempeh to grill and a lawn to mow, then bingo. Last night I went to a rollicking reprise of the recently mounted Hedwig and the Angry Inch. It was a powerful performance, and I danced like a fool... the only way to dance.

    It's perfect out; birds, sun, general vibrancy, the whole bit. My moodiness of the previous few days has dissipated more or less. I think I was having whopper of transitional related emotional surging. It's perfectly natural, as natural as a belly laugh or the fascination you feel when walking through a sea of stars.


    Well, if you're in the neighborhood, come on down for Japanese BBQ and my "Liberation Theology" punch.

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    Powderkeg+Hotheads=Disaster: U.S. Troops May Have

    Powderkeg+Hotheads=Disaster: U.S. Troops May Have to Go After Hamas

    jaybird found this for you @ 11:42 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Saturday, 14 June, 2003 }

    As TV enters the Kingdom

    As TV enters the Kingdom of Bhutan, theyFast forward into trouble as crime suddenly surges. Images from Dragon Country.

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:42 in Culture, People & Customs | | permalink



    Earthhaven Eco-Village "Earthaven is where

    Earthhaven Eco-Village

    "Earthaven is where the human community is bonding with the Earth in a manner capable of healing the devastation of the past and inspiring a new grandeur for the future. Here on the land, even for a brief while, we experience what it is to return to ourselves."

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:34 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



    A Fatal Imbalance in Medical

    A Fatal Imbalance in Medical Treatment "Doctors there were forced to treat late-stage sleeping sickness with an arsenic-based drug, melarsoprol, developed in 1949. Melarsoprol is excruciatingly painful to administer, kills one in 10 patients, and fails one in five. A more effective, less toxic drug, eflornithine, had been discovered several years earlier, but its production was halted because the manufacturer saw no profit in providing medicines to desperately poor people.

    Sleeping sickness was neglected by the market, but by a remarkable stroke of luck a far more lucrative use for eflornithine was found - removing unwanted facial hair in women - and so it is back in production today. "

    jaybird found this for you @ 12:22 in Health, Medicine & Bio-Happiness | | permalink



    Moving thread found on Open

    Moving thread found on Open Brackets: Unsung: "truly fine street musicians, the unerringly curious, the humble, people who get excited about things that I barely notice or brush away, like bugs or bottle caps or Baltic dance, sentimental fools…"

    jaybird found this for you @ 11:44 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    Time to stop this nonsense:

    Time to stop this nonsense: French students 'not welcome' in US. Thank you, Mr. Bush, for all the xenophobic rot you've instilled into an already paranoid culture.

    jaybird found this for you @ 11:41 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    The Memory of Water: "Claims

    The Memory of Water: "Claims do not come much more controversial than the idea that water might retain a memory of substances once dissolved in it."

    jaybird found this for you @ 11:25 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    "Beans Spilt"

    Twice this week I'm glad I didn't post what I'd initially set out to. Last night, I was pathetic; single-hood has increasingly gotten to me, and after seeing "Falsettos" a second time, coming home to drink wine and watch "Torch Song Trilogy," the river behind my eyes burst it's fleshy dam and I brought new meaning to hydrotherapy. Ursula the cat stayed right on top of me the whole time.

    But, without dwelling on the details, I slept in this morning, outwitting the rooster, and feel much better. Sometimes being a sap for a night and getting all of the melodrama out of the system and into a balled up tissue on the floor is all it takes. I feel lighter than I have in quite some time, and that may be literal with all the games I've played with the kids this week.

    So, I'll march along, take deep breaths and enjoy the sunshine, and resolve in some way to utilize my misgivings and intimacies as something useful and transformative, etc, etc, blah, blah. This certainly is an awkward venue for spilling beans, and as far as details, you're only seeing a bean or two hit the carpet. I think it better that way. We bloggers can't be witty and TA-DA! all the time, so I'm stepping out of the web-persona-thing to be real for a minute.

    Minute's up, and the morning is no longer resistible.

    jaybird found this for you @ 11:01 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    { Friday, 13 June, 2003 }

    Last remnant of common sense

    Last remnant of common sense seen escaping the atmosphere: Unidentified Object Seen Floating Outside ISS

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:00 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Image link: The Shrub can't

    Image link: The Shrub can't ride a Segway

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:59 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Strange star puzzles astronomers

    Strange star puzzles astronomers

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:00 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    { Thursday, 12 June, 2003 }

    "Light Rain Through the Headlights"

    It's a light rain tonight
    Little drops slow in their want for ground
    Shed from thin clouds that let stars peek through
    As you carry groceries
    And divide your thoughts between headlights
    And the song going through your head.
    Yeah, you know the one.
    Some of that rain will fill find a way into the body
    That old, old rain.
    How many times has that one molecule fallen?
    What mouths have drank it,
    What eyes cried it,
    What hands spilled a splash to the earth
    to seal a promise?
    There's no telling, so hold the quiet amidst your chores
    and the visitation of that faint starlight
    Which beholds your jumble of wishes
    From a distance no comet can dream.
    Just keep going, like some sacred muddy river,
    Drifting on it's back stories and message bottles
    That divine from the waves the meandering song of the first day.
    Do you have all your groceries?
    Do you ever just stop, put the bags down, and ask the ceiling about Creation?
    The rain is slight,
    but your blood is an unrelenting tide
    That is barely held back by your lips
    Pursed to whistle that incessant tune or whisper a quivering secret.
    Though you number the years since it became you,
    Your flesh is an archeology, so grow on.
    Your water a confluence of all rivers, so flow on,
    And the valley south of your collarbone may as well be
    The cradle of civilization.
    Just look at yourself,
    A map of ecstasy
    As well as ancient, unresolved business.
    Could you dare to call yourself Africa?
    Is your left eye Palestine and your right the Bronx?
    Is the hand that fumbles for the car keys
    The skin of VietNam?
    Ask your blood, that untamed rapids,
    Made of the oldest shade of red,
    and it will tell you.
    The study of all history,
    and the unfinished unfolding of today,
    radiate through the character in your face,
    your noble lines that truly cannot be hid.
    All that blood, that water, had to begin some far-off somewhere
    As it will surely end,
    Once all the tributaries are replenished.
    Crazy, this whole world incarnate in you,
    and the rain isn't even making you blink nor flinch
    When a drop, a plankton's ocean,
    Crosses your brow in pilgrimage
    To be absorbed into the mere fabric,
    Which flutters like a curtain
    Between our beating hearts
    Through the headlights.

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    Are waffles next? US attacks

    Are waffles next? US attacks Belgium war crimes law

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    One little picture, Two Million

    One little picture, Two Million Galaxies. Nothing like a little perspective with your perspective.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:00 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Playwright Pinter blasts 'Nazi America'

    Playwright Pinter blasts 'Nazi America' and 'deluded idiot' Blair

    The US population had to accept responsibility for allowing an unelected president to take power and the British were exhausted from protesting and being ignored by Tony Blair, a "deluded idiot" Pinter hoped would resign.

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    Petagon Blamed for Blix Trix:

    Petagon Blamed for Blix Trix: Blix: I was smeared by the Pentagon

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    { Wednesday, 11 June, 2003 }

    Wow. Since this is my

    Wow. Since this is my first official week working with children, I found this amazingly pertinent. Taylor Mali - What Teachers Make "I make parents tremble in fear when I call home:
    I hope I haven't called at a bad time,
    I just wanted to talk to you about something Billy said today.
    Billy said, "Leave the kid alone. I still cry sometimes, don't you?"
    And it was the noblest act of courage I have ever seen."

    jaybird found this for you @ 20:45 in Authors, Books & Words | | permalink



    Questions usch as this (

    Questions usch as this ( What are the factors that are most critical to the long term survival of humanity? ) explored by Elisabet Sahtouris, Ph.D.

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    Rice and Beans: Waxman screws

    Rice and Beans: Waxman screws Condi
    Read the letter.

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    Who nominated them? Maybe Rupert

    Who nominated them? Maybe Rupert Murdoch, but not me! Please sign the Reject Nomination of Bush and Blair for Nobel Prize Petition Thanks, Kali.

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    Bill Moyers' Address at "Take

    Bill Moyers' Address at "Take Back America;" it's brilliant and stirring rabblerousing. This is Your Story - The Progressive Story of America. Pass It On.

    "Ideas have power, as long as they are not frozen in doctrine. But ideas need legs. The eight-hour day, the minimum wage, the conservation of natural resources and the protection of our air, water, and land, women's rights and civil rights, free trade unions, Social Security and a civil service based on merit; all these were launched as citizen's movements and won the endorsement of the political class only after long struggles and in the face of bitter opposition and sneering attacks. It's just a fact: Democracy doesn't work without citizen activism and participation, starting at the community. Trickle down politics doesn't work much better than trickle down economics. It's also a fact that civilization happens because we don't leave things to other people. What's right and good doesn't come naturally. You have to stand up and fight for it; as if the cause depends on you, because it does. Allow yourself that conceit - to believe that the flame of democracy will never go out as long as there's one candle in your hand. "

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    Nefertiti mummy 'found in Egypt'"Scientists

    Nefertiti mummy 'found in Egypt'"Scientists in Egypt say they may have discovered the mummy of Queen Nefertiti, one of the most famous figures of ancient Egypt."

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    Viva Canada! Ontario appeals court

    Viva Canada! Ontario appeals court rules for same sex marriage. Y'all have room for me up there?

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:20 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



    Daddy, can we have another

    Daddy, can we have another war, please? U.S. Can't Rule Out N.Korea Strike, Rumsfeld Adviser Says

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    Fossil Skulls Offer First Glimpse

    Fossil Skulls Offer First Glimpse of Early Human Faces

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    Reversal! Gov't Changes Mind on

    Reversal! Gov't Changes Mind on Gay Employee Event referencing this earlier post.

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    { Tuesday, 10 June, 2003 }

    Great Concept: Backpack Nation "The

    Great Concept: Backpack Nation

    "The basic mission and strategy of Backpack Nation is to transform the world's dire political situation by sending individual travelers from the developed countries to serve as roving ambassadors to the world's less-wealthy countries."

    I feel fortunate that I've done this sort of thing in Haiti, Hungary, Poland and greatly look forward to a similar jaunt next year in either Honduras or Vietnam. Link ripped lovingly from MeFi.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:33 in Culture, People & Customs | | permalink



    The Return of 'V'... Wow,

    The Return of 'V'... Wow, there's a show that you could actually use to persuade me to watch the dreaded idoit box. I loved 'V' as a kid, and personally I found the humans to be rather dull and I sympathized with the poor, thirsty lizard things.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:16 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink



    Another "Whoops:" Captives Deny Qaeda

    Another "Whoops:" Captives Deny Qaeda Worked With Baghdad But we freed Iraq for American profiteering, so it's alright. Right?

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    Penmanship: A Dying Art? "Computers

    Penmanship: A Dying Art? "Computers are better," the 9-year-old says, blonde pony tail bobbing behind her. "With typing, you don't have to erase when you make a mistake. You just hit delete, so it's a lot easier."

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:32 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    British Scientist Puts Odds for

    British Scientist Puts Odds for Apocalypse at 50-50 "The cosmologist concedes that natural disasters have always loomed -- so-called supervolanoes could explode at any time and asteroids could slam into the planet, causing massive climate changes -- but says the most frightening risks are probably man-made. "

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:19 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    { Monday, 09 June, 2003 }

    "Taking the proverbial 'it' easily"

    Good fortune made it so that when, last night in a stupor induced from a friend's birthday party libations, I failed to post a drunken rant to the site. I deleted this sloppy, longwinded bellywash about the quality of light and love being the only measure of true art... drivel. Well intentioned, but drunken drivel all the same.

    Today was the first day with the Mentor Network and I loved it. It passed with me hardly noticing, I was having so much fun. Because of confidentiality, I can't say much about the job other than I work with at-risk youth in an educational setting.

    The cherry trees are ripe and overflowing with fruit. I can't wait til I go a'pickin'. At this moment I'm taking the proverbial 'it' easily (since 'it' is so delicate) and saving tomorrow for more in depth projects. It's not procrastination, it's selective scheduling. It will all get done, and time is not a thing.

    I'm kinda tired of being on the computer, so I'm going to indulge in the comfort of warm blankets and the covers of a warm book.

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:17 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    The Whitney Museum Portal to

    The Whitney Museum Portal to Net Art "...portal to net art and digital arts, and an online gallery space for commissioned net art projects."

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    Buddhist Art and Architecture

    Buddhist Art and Architecture

    jaybird found this for you @ 21:17 in Spirituality, Religion & Mythos | | permalink



    Martha Stweart (Prison) Living... hysterical!

    Martha Stweart (Prison) Living... hysterical! via MeFi

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:29 in Silly People, Satire & Strange Behaviors | | permalink



    The Other Energy Crisis: Natural

    The Other Energy Crisis: Natural Gas. Prices have increased 700% in three years.

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:27 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    SU-prise, Su-prise: Some Analysts of

    SU-prise, Su-prise: Some Analysts of Iraq Trailers Reject Germ Use

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:26 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Rudolph (a local boy) fesses

    Rudolph (a local boy) fesses up: How He Stayed Hidden

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:25 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Early humans lost hair to

    Early humans lost hair to beat bugs and get their 'boing' on.

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:11 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    { Sunday, 08 June, 2003 }

    Game: Battleground God "Can your

    Game: Battleground God "Can your beliefs about religion make it across our intellectual battleground?"

    jaybird found this for you @ 13:31 in Spirituality, Religion & Mythos | | permalink



    Coup deposes leader who led

    Coup deposes leader who led previous coup, and more on Mauritania.

    jaybird found this for you @ 13:22 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Wander-Lust to stop wandering

    Wander-Lust to stop wandering

    jaybird found this for you @ 10:44 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    More Than 7,000 Gathered at

    More Than 7,000 Gathered at daybreak Sunday and shed their clothes in the morning chill to take part in artist Spencer Tunick's largest work yet — an installation featuring a sea of nude bodies covering a central Barcelona avenue.

    jaybird found this for you @ 10:32 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink



    "Napkin Scrawl Before Showtime"

    I went to see “Falsettos” tonight at Asheville Community Theatre, with my dearest Jenwo starring as Dr. Charlotte. She was wonderful and totally compelling on stage, as she is off. She’s got a really solid cast, and her talent and energy really puts a glow on them all. I cried [again] as much as I laughed. A certain cast member really made my voice squak when I met him... I’m swooning, as usual, over someone who is probably unavailable. Oh well.

    As I sat down about 15 minutes before showtime, feeling wistful with a bit of a rant coming on, I got out a napkin and started writing a little something like this, I don’t know why:

    ***

    Along those thin margins we walk, often expecting the sights of our accustomed memory, we do not count the cracks in the sidewalk where deepest irreverent magic lives, unnoticed, itself waiting to trip us into the confrontation with our own innermost thoughts, in the flesh. A pigeon flies by, did you see it? Did you think it? Who, at that moment, is more surprised?

    They say that the word was made flesh... striking in it’s obversity, we make words out of flesh, whether skin upon which our passions are writ, or the flesh of a cherry tree, the flesh of raw granite in the mountains. Strange that a word came first; I wonder what is was and how it was defined. Maybe that’s what all this is, multitudes of definitions for the primeval ‘oh’ and ‘ah’ uttered by an ancient artist, who stumbled across the formula that renews and reinvents form, continuously.

    Quite a discovery, that.

    Be surprised when your lips host wind-born words, watch them become real. What did you say? You just made something. You say ‘sun’ and it pours out your mouth, rivulets of gold, butter, and brilliance. What of birds, what are they making? There may be nests no one has found yet, and you might be the fledgling beak poking the sky blindly for answers or food. Early birds get the word.

    When you open the door to make for the sidewalk, expect only that you are opening a door to make for a sidewalk. What comes next cannot be contained in any flimsy sense of control. Thankfully, most of it will be on your side, so walk on. Meet the thoughts you’ve made, flesh them out, and anticipate only magic.

    It’s a good day to have a body.

    ***

    jaybird found this for you @ 01:41 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    { Saturday, 07 June, 2003 }

    Legal pundit on Missing Weapons

    Legal pundit on Missing Weapons Of Mass Destruction"So what are we now to conclude if Bush's statements are found, indeed, to be as grossly inaccurate as they currently appear to have been?

    After all, no weapons of mass destruction have been found, and given Bush's statements, they should not have been very hard to find - for they existed in large quantities, "thousands of tons" of chemical weapons alone. Moreover, according to the statements, telltale facilities, groups of scientists who could testify, and production equipment also existed.

    So where is all that? And how can we reconcile the White House's unequivocal statements with the fact that they may not exist?"

    jaybird found this for you @ 15:35 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    "Another Door Opens"

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    That was it. Yesterday, I left the job I've had for four and a half years, wrapping up the assignment I've had for nearly three. I worked with three mentally disabled clients, training them in their positions at a well known southeastern resort. I'm very close to my clients, and as it came close to signing out for the day, I began to tear up, saying it was allergies. Well one of them, possibly my favorite of the bunch, called me out and I could tell this transition wouldn't be easy for him either. We're very much like a family, the four of us. I told them as we drove away for the last time that while my title of job coach goes away, my friendship remains. I think, and hope, they understood that. So, thanks to all the folks who made the experience so great. Luckily, I'll be seeing everyone at least in passing since I'll be working at Grove Park one day a week in the flower shop, and possibly more if I help out with banquets. But move on I must.

    Meanwhile, I'm beginning to notice Luciano the Rooster's habits. Around 5:30am, he hops among the tree branches and the fences to wind up by my bedroom window for his first reveille. He calls about three times at one position, then clumsily flies or hops to another vantage to continue. I've looked up the times for the rising and setting of the sun, and except for when it's overcast, he's spot on target, down to the minute. Same thing with the sunset.

    Monday I begin the new job, working one-on-one with a kid that has slight behavioral problems, and teaching drama at the summer camp he attends. There's a little anxiety but I'm quite sure everything will make sense and rectify before too long.

    On the other hand, that's what philosophers and sages have been saying for millenia now.

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:21 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Amnesty International Annual Report 2003

    Amnesty International Annual Report 2003

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    { Friday, 06 June, 2003 }

    Weird search stings that led

    Weird search stings that led you here:

  • george mansour hair
  • 00000050 stop
  • emancipation paper house to leave before i m 18
  • bird & fall & head & symbol & dream
  • whiskey on a sunday midis
  • resume when moving to another province
  • italian purity test for non virgin
  • rainy cloud joy coffee
  • animated nanny boo
  • what money means to me
  • chinese scroll zombies

    While I'm taking tech, thanks for the link, King23.

    jaybird found this for you @ 19:46 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    Shalom: Today begins the festival

    Shalom: Today begins the festival of Shauvot

    jaybird found this for you @ 19:19 in Spirituality, Religion & Mythos | | permalink



    Justice Dept. Bans Event by

    Justice Dept. Bans Event by Gay Staff "This says, `You're not welcome,' " Mr. Smith said. "It says that employees can celebrate Asian-American heritage month, and Hispanic heritage month and so on, but you cannot."

    jaybird found this for you @ 19:14 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



    Virtual mafia gives out virtual

    Virtual mafia gives out virtual cement shoes in virtual city: The mob moves in on `Sims Online'

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:54 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    Watch out for BugBear: New

    Watch out for BugBear: New Computer Virus Makes Way on Internet

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    Eboo: Ghost In A Jar!

    Eboo: Ghost In A Jar! No Joke Serious Inquiry Only And it sold for 53k. I have some mating dust bunnies in a bucket...

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    { Thursday, 05 June, 2003 }

    "Loosing Ends"

    Not blogging much today because of the overly abundant loose ends that need tying up or cutting off. The old job fades away with the memories of the old house. A whole way of life is receding into dust. It's good, it's better than good, though I cannot deny slight trepidation as the precipice gives way to the strange new valley I'm wandering after toppling headlong into the thrill of the unknown.

    Meanwhile, I'm not having much luck in finding a suitable script for the summer at-risk youth drama program I'll be facilitating. So, I'm going to write it. I have a basic idea in my head, and I think I can make it accessible to the kids, despite their broad age range and abilities. It's tentatively called "Lost," about a brother and sister recalling a time in their youth when they were lost in the woods, the dangers and fears they faced, and what ultimately helped them find their way home. Schmaltzy, but doable.

    I painted the bathroom today and got the altar unpacked.While exhausted and overloaded, my internal mechanisms are ready, longing even, for yet more newness, foreignness, strangeness... even the view from here satisfies that craving.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:59 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Today is the penultimate day

    Today is the penultimate day on the old job. Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes on a stick! Bittersweetness and apprehension galore...

    jaybird found this for you @ 07:05 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    { Wednesday, 04 June, 2003 }

    My feather boa can out

    My feather boa can out fly your banners, Missy: Christian Group Wants Disney's No-Fly Zone Down For Gay Days

    jaybird found this for you @ 21:55 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



    Duh? Wolfowitz: Iraq war was

    Duh?
    Wolfowitz: Iraq war was about oil

    jaybird found this for you @ 21:52 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    "Upside Tao, Inside Doubt"

    We did it again, another ontological tour de farce through the tricky backwater semantics of Buddha, the Tao, Quantum Mechanics and whether we really exist or not. Joshua and I have the best roller coaster rides without ever leaving our comfy chairs, and after a beer or two we cash in the philosophy tickets and go for broke.

    I'm with Fritjof Capra, and find the best way to explain our presence is that all we humans perceive, including our wily selves, has a tendency to exist. Insomuch as via different measurements, all data will receive different validation. I exist in the context of an apparent human being, presently engaged in exercising the language area of my brain to jot down these silly ideas. However, under micro- and macro- evaluation, I'm a collection of atoms that themselves are mostly void, and might as well be a subatomic particle adrift in infinity when you think about the size of this gushing blue planet.

    "There is no self and nothing but self." A wicked little axiom and paradox that our binary brains can't reconcile in one gulp. We are essentially a distillation of form from the raw energies of creation, a sudden vapor. Yet our consciousness, if we are to seek out commonality in most of the world's religions, is bigger than the body, even cosmic. Even science is beginning to demonstrate that. "Selfness" need not be contained in flesh anymore, it is free to roam. Given the nature of matter, our matter, bone matter, we are in a state of proximal equilibrium with all energies all the time. Our perceptions, and a clever gaggle of chatter they are, create distinctions from this broth to create things like desks, sleeping cats, paychecks and soup spoons. None of which are necessary to survive, but may be essential to experience.

    Why experience, or do anything at all if everything is essentially nothing? Why not? Perhaps consciousness exists to serve the curiosity of an Entity, Deity or Totality to serve in it it's dream of variation. Awareness may be nothing other than a holy game of God trying to catch It's tail. Or tale. Works both ways, and maybe even more than that. But what of points? Is it reasonable for a spiritual person to believe that we live simply "just because," and all the answers to our complicated questions are nothing more than fuzz and foam? Is it all pointless, pointless to build altars, pray, meditate, dance and supplicate some gilded vision of goodness when we're all bubbling in a neutral fizz?

    Of course not. You create the point, and it guides you somewhere that gives your life fulfillment. It is our nature to derive usefulness and meaning from the chaos. "There is no way, and nothing but the way." You create the passion, you create the holiness... you and countless others summon with your energy and desire the images that shaped our past and will birth our future. You and God have created eachother, so you may as well rumba rather than try to figure it out. It's not that simple, but it's easier than you can imagine; after all, humans aren't the only monkeys raiding the banana cart. Just as we are, or should be, symbiotic with the Earth, we are symbiotic with the Universe, and vice versa. Ours is just another bubble in the frothing sea where God jumps the waves.

    I could, on the other hand, be full of it. In a way, I hope I am. There's little doubt that I'm wrong, somewhere within my blissed out reckonings of the energetics of the sacred. My ramblings and dialectical trappings may be pure lunacy, but there's no place I'd rather be other than this precipice of the unknown and it's dangers. I want to explore, not to settle. Intellectual incongruities are the pollen of paradox, and when I whiff I may swoon or I may sneeze. It's my contribution to senselessness, and to utter sensuality.

    Is there anything at all that did not begin as a wild tangent?

    jaybird found this for you @ 01:42 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    { Tuesday, 03 June, 2003 }

    Genuine LOL: 3rd Annual Nigerian

    Genuine LOL: 3rd Annual Nigerian EMail Conference " am Mr. Laurent Mpeti Kabila, a senior assistant leader of the Revolutionary United Front of Sierra Leone.

    I present to you an urgent and confidential request: I request your attendance at The 3rd Annual Nigerian EMail Conference. This is an excellent opportunity to meet your distinguished colleagues, learn new marketing techniques, and spend your hard-earned money. Attending this conference demands the highest trust, security and confidentiality between us."

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:25 in Silly People, Satire & Strange Behaviors | | permalink



    Krugman nails it: Standard Operating

    Krugman nails it: Standard Operating Procedure

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:23 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    "So Country"

    After a late night of attempting to mitigate the objects of life trapped in cardboard, I had apparently forgotten to set the alarm clock ( the same one I've had for 16 years ) and was brought to wakefulness by the rooster. That's right, he was in the tree outside my bedroom window again, and his command vocal performance summoned me at the exact time I needed to be awake.

    Perhaps if the rooster and I can work out a deal, I can finally retire the alarm clock.

    jaybird found this for you @ 07:05 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    { Monday, 02 June, 2003 }

    Photojournalist meets Salam Pax in

    Photojournalist meets Salam Pax in Baghdad

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:45 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    What If? Are You Living

    What If? Are You Living in a Computer Simulation? If I don't pay for net access will an agent get me?

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:43 in Conjecture & Speculation | | permalink



    Six Flags Over Section Eight:

    Six Flags Over Section Eight: Habitat for Humanity to open slum 'theme park'

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:33 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Sunday, 01 June, 2003 }

    "Boxland"

    I'm settling in to life in a maze of cardboard, a labyrinth of packaging and vast foray into rearrangement of what we call home life. And damn, it feels good. The cats are mellowing into a routine, and so far no tragic reaction to carpeting. In my typical way, I'm relentlessly going over details and getting little bits just right before trying to make a general sense of the whole place.

    Today was a symbolic triumvirate of letting go; the old house, the last week of the old job, and saying goodbye to a noble soul embodied for fifty-odd years in the name of Griff. He was a soul whose passion for helping would sometimes step on toes, but he was only trying to dance you see. I'll miss ya chum, I'll listen for your whistle. Zippity-doo-dah.

    I must not be distracted from the task before me. Boxland needs to be transformed into homeland, and I'm savoring every minute of it.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:58 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink




     
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    Ten Considerations for Being Well n this Goofy Universe

     

    0. If you find yourself wonderstruck, don’t forget to return the favor.

    1. Always be of service to the whole and the Holy. You’ll find that the Holy will reciprocate by being of service to your becoming Whole.

    2. You will be called upon to use your mind and your vision in ways I cannot possibly glimpse. Never turn down an offer to shine that light so uniquely yours to help others in their darkness, and you’ll find that when it’s your turn to be in the night that there’ll be someone along the way who happens to have a little glow to share .

    3. The rewards of being true to yourself  are infinite, even when outwardly your efforts are met with nothing.

    4. You’ll also see that  knowledge and wisdom will come from within yourself through your own struggle and curiosity... your loved ones may guide you to insight, but yours is the power to choose it.

    5. You’ll find that some of your choices could’ve been better, or at times were downright stupid. That’s okay... I have a closet full of reckless decisions, but without making them I wouldn’t have the slightest idea of what a good one might feel like if I tried it on.

    6. Your growth will be a mysterious, comic, ecstatic and sometimes scary ride, and I pray that you strive to savor each minute of it, even the most difficult or embarrassing minutes. Don’t count on second chances.

    7. In those times when everything collapses around you, and what’s left won’t go right, don’t forget your chances of being alive in this solar system, in this galaxy, are a little on the slim side. So slim in fact that it could be called a miracle to breathe this air, drink this water, and have whet ever predicament you’re having no matter how you shake, rattle and roll it. So go with the cosmic flow and always choose something over nothing, while remembering that there’s a little of each one hidden in both.

    8. Respond as best as you can with love to adversity rather than reacting with fear... Love, in any situation and  being the primordial source and essence of ALL THIS STUFF, leaves / enters us with the most possible ways out / in.

    9. Whatever you’re doing, celebrate the process of doing as much, if not more, than what you’ve got when you’re done. Magic lives in the action.

    9 ½ . All matter is energy. All energy is infinite. We are but raindrops falling to the ocean, a short time in this shape until we’re reunited with the expanse from which we came. Your delicate yet sturdy, resilient body is a temporary shelter of energy that has swam the universe eternally and will continue eternally. You are a sudden crystallization of the infinite. One must ask themself, therefore, why be bored?

    9 3/4 . Choosing to live in the moment is courageous but becomes effortless once you begin...feeling obligated to survive in the past or future is dangerous and is difficult to continue. It’s one of the few risks I’d recommend not taking, right up there with trusting icons and shrugging off coincidences.

    10. The Universe itself it not confusing, we humans just like it that way. Do frogs seem bewildered , butterflies befuddled and amoebas addled? Nope, just us, my child. So, whenever things just don’t make sense, just take a deep breath and laugh as best you can, because that’s what you get for choosing this goofy, unpredictable place called Earth to embody yourself upon.