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

{ Sunday, 30 November, 2003 }

Dusty disc may mean other

Dusty disc may mean other Earths

Astronomers say they have evidence for Earth-like planets orbiting a nearby star, making it more like our own Solar System than any yet discovered.

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



"November's Interesting Searches"

  • where is the moon and how fast do it move.
  • animals made by commas
  • bird shit on beach photos
  • human genes on the moon
  • hobo nude pictures
  • tonk ate his bird
  • ritualistic soul containers
  • the miracle leaps/ in the sap unseen
  • how do i use the moon to hunt deer?
  • [REPEAT] cutting hair by moon phases
  • treasure island gay knocked up streaming
  • moon yawn genetic
  • transexual bikini
  • [WHACK] pidgin or fuzz or instrumentalists or sinister or commonality
  • green party and incredible hulk
  • solipsistic dodecahedral
  • are there trees growing on the moon ?
  • scary information about black wholes

    And this month's winner:

  • a playground has 3 sets of swing with 3 swings in each set. how many swings are there altogether?

    jaybird found this for you @ 10:40 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    { Saturday, 29 November, 2003 }

    "Update"

    It's an icy night. I'm downtown, and it's very still, not the rowdy Saturday hoardes roaming and cat calling but instead the occasional wanderer, huddled tight against the cold.

    The play I've been rehearsing feverishly, "Greetings," goes up on Thursday. It's been a rocky road for this production, perhaps even a slightly cursed road, but we're almost through and it will be a thrill to be done, and on to the next project.

    I've noticed that I've not been writing much about what's actually going on in my life... this is as much a diary for me as it is a compendium of daily finds and clippings from 'reality.' I think I just enjoy too much relating what's really going on in symbols... supposedly for me to decipher later, if, indeed, I can. I will work a bit harder on relaying events in less symbolic/cryptic language.

    A domino-effect of finanical calamities is making like pretty tough right now in the material sense. My faithful car is minus an alternator, about $300 I don't have. I don't know how I'll be getting to work next week or how exactly I'll be getting around. In a different city, I'd be mass-transit all the way, but no luck with that here. This area's infrastructure is dictated by cars. So, kind loves, if you enjoy this site, do drop a tip in the bucket. I'll sing a song for you if you do.

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:56 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Avatar just brought in a

    Avatar just brought in a bird, a sparrow, as a tribute. I had a hard time explaining to him that I'm a vegetarian now.

    jaybird found this for you @ 12:58 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    There is absolutely nothing newsworthy

    There is absolutely nothing newsworthy going on today. Not even scandalous or vaguely interesting.

    jaybird found this for you @ 12:01 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Friday, 28 November, 2003 }

    "First Snow"

    With a gust and hearing the the ecstatic squeal of children, I saw the first snow of this year tumble down, dainty stars trying hard not to be noticed. But, it was, and the mountain tops dissolved to the whim of the sky. Like a kid my mouth curved into an instinctive smile, with thoughts of snow angels and mittens, some soon-to-be-morning frozen in white, an excuse for hot cocoa and staying in your pajamas all day. Which, while the opportunity has struck, I'm doing the best I can at.

    Snow brings out some deep, magical innocence, and I can't help recall but what it was like to be a tike clamoring through snow drifts and losing all track of time.

    Some memories:

  • I was too young to conceive of time when my father took me to a hill in Battery Park (New Castle DE) and we both straddled an ancient sled, with the metal skates on the bottom... just like the sled in "Citizen Kane." We immediately wiped out and I demanded to ride alone, bloody lip and all. I won, and remember thinking that this sensation was the closet approximation I'll ever get to flying (in kid language, of course).
  • Blizzard of 1984, snowed in with my mother's would-be fiancée and his creepy family. I went out for a walk in thigh-high white, and while trudging through I heard thunder and saw three green flashes of light fly overhead. My mother believed it had something to do with a curse that her would-be mother-in-law had placed on her.
  • Christmas Eve, '83: I was walking over a frozen creek just after a few inches fell when I heard that sickening cracking, in the blink of a nervous eye I was in over my head in murky, freezing water. Everything immediately went to gray, and grayer, and I had a strange, calm moment while struggling to break through the ice, and perceived music. My hand felt something, maybe a tree root, and I struggled to pull myself out. My next memory was lying on the banks, hair frozen to my forehead, and looking at the hole that I somehow emerged from. It's the emerging that freaked me out, then and now, not knowing how it happened.
  • Winter, '87: My first skiing trip. It had been snowing hard, which made for a wild run. After I got the hang of it, my friend Jason and I took the longest lift we could find, sped down the slope, got entangled and proceeded to roll, tumble and avalanche downhill without stopping for miles (when you're 14, you're not concerned with accurate measures). When the world finally stopped turning, we laughed long and loud, 'til our chests hurt and surprisingly that was the only sore spot.

    In later years...

  • Sometime around 1990: I spent a day wandering around with my cat Mojo through the marshes and forests that surrounded my mother's townhouse. We took turns leading and following. He was the only thing orange anywhere. I cannot think of a day spent better with a distant-relative mammal than that day.
  • Ice Storm, '95: The snow came and went, but was followed by a massive ice storm. The world was covered in glass. A small group left our warm, well-lit hovel and made for this fantastic landscape. We went to the woods, where the crashing and cracking, clinking and tinkling of ice through the trees intensified the surrealism of the moment, as if we were in Oz and the world was wildly alive and reacting to our thoughts. Then, bright flashes, sparking sounds. The power lines were coming down. We smelled ozone as we tried to run along the impossible slickened road, heard buzzing, more flashes. When we came out to the main road, there could not be a darker city, nor more eerily quiet. I was blessed to have someone to snuggle with for the remainder of that unlit, chilling night.
  • Later that winter: A prodigious snow, soft and candy-like. I slid down hills on my ass and laughed more than I ever have. Until, that is, I tried to cross a river while stoned on a fallen tree. Bad move, it was, and I struggled to make it home, what with frozen clothes, disorientation, and the whole time thinking back to Christmas Eve '83... just how did I get out anyway?
  • April Fool's Day, '97: Joshua and I are packing up to move from Delaware to North Carolina. There's a sudden snowstorm, hampering our efforts and adding to the bittersweetness of that day, leaving home and all.

    There's something about the snow that demands reminiscing and whistfulness. Not much out there right now, mind you, but just enough to make me want to find my snow boots and Freaky Freezies.

    jaybird found this for you @ 20:40 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Citizen's Self-Arrest Form "I am

    Citizen's Self-Arrest Form

    "I am under arrest. I have a right to remain silent. Anything I say can and will be used against me in a court of law. I have the right to talk to a lawyer and have him/her present with me while I question myself. If I cannot afford to hire a lawyer, one will be appointed to represent me, if I wish one, before I question myself. If I decide to make a statement, I may stop at any time."

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:24 in Silly People, Satire & Strange Behaviors | | permalink



    No Thank You says Margaret

    No Thank You says Margaret Cho:

    I do not wish to celebrate some holiday where the pilgrims and the Indians decided to have a potluck and the Indians bring some maize and the pilgrims bring whatever kind of bullshit those square hat, buckle shoe puritan motherfuckers eat, and then sat down together and gave thanks - for what? If I was the Indians, I would have RSVP'd a nice big old smoke signal "UNABLE TO ATTEND DUE TO YOUR IGNANCE. P.S. FUCK YOU MILES STANDISH!!!"

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:57 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Gothic Miss Manners' Finishing School

    Gothic Miss Manners' Finishing School

    Warning the First: Age-appropriate looks, please. Don’t draw all over your face with eyeliner, don’t feel you must wear head-to-toe “I am the Queen of the Night” spooky vampire clothes. Unless, of course, you’ve been dressing that way for years and years anyway and it’s become a personal trademark of yours. Gothic Miss Manners’ daily wardrobe includes a hoopskirt and top hat, so she’s not going to tell you that you CAN’T wear such things, just make sure that the outfit isn’t wearing you, as opposed to you wearing it.

    jaybird found this for you @ 10:01 in Silly People, Satire & Strange Behaviors | | permalink



    Fiji's 'extinct' bird flies anew

    Fiji's 'extinct' bird flies anew

    A small songbird believed to have become extinct more than a century ago has been found alive and well in Fiji.

    jaybird found this for you @ 09:49 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



    "Drunken, Fleeting Angel"

    I'm the boy with the rainbow, he said,
    Twirling the sky with a smile mile-wide.
    I'm the one you've been looking for, he shouted,
    With an eye-glisten my fingers listen for the invitation of his touch.
    Fantasy is not far away, I said, as the wine cooled my throat.
    For it is as real as I want, closing my eyes to surmise the surprise,
    Waiting for me under the arc of his day-glo skies.
    I will not hold back from passion, fiction or true diction,
    Life is short and I will not resort to quivering and stammering;
    I'm a human and I love and I love the idea of love,
    And I welcome him, without refrain, to join me in even my passing dreams.
    I welcome him in the folds of my darkest hours,
    In the steam of cleansing powers.
    While away with me, beguile my sensibilities, oh noble shadow,
    Whose form is forthcoming and clearer with each passing minute.
    Do not ask me to be reasonable,
    But demand all else and I will give unquestionable bliss.
    These words I give to him are but a drunken, fleeting angel,
    Who like a mad star searches out yet more brightness in the din and dark.
    My sense is sacrificed in a spray of fantastic realization;
    I cannot hold back, beloved, from what is true.
    My song no longer can be rectified by what is observable,
    I'm painting these wishes with invisible ink,
    Longing for more, longing for a wink.

    jaybird found this for you @ 00:36 in Posting Under the Influence | | permalink



    { Thursday, 27 November, 2003 }

    Bizarre new nuke reactor is

    Bizarre new nuke reactor is soon to be built.

    The fuels used are virtually inexhaustible. Deuterium and tritium are both isotopes of hydrogen. Deuterium is extracted from water and tritium is manufactured from a light metal, lithium, which is found all over the world. One kilogram would produce the same amount of energy as 10,000,000 kilograms of fossil fuel.

    jaybird found this for you @ 19:09 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    "Thankfulness of Extremes"

    Within a month the scene played out beyond my window has changed it’s base hues from yellow and red to brown and gray. Winter is a less than a month away, and today the wind is numb, a fair preview for the molecule stopping, thought stalling breath that is being prepared higher up the mountains. Still, it’s beautiful. The fractal, skeletal trees intersect and crosshatch the sky with their sleeping tendrils, and the pine makes music as it dances in the cold. The giddy playfulness is gone, replaced with an introspective seriousness… a landscape-wide contemplation of survival, a reverent bow to the spinning wheel of death and rebirth.

    In the first frosts and the gutter-clinging icicles waiting-to-happen, the world will be resolved to purity and readiness once again. Bygone pageantry, now crumbled and withered, awaits shattering and dispersion as the wheel passes over. I, too, open my chest and bare my soul and skin to the chill, asking it to be cleansed by the coming and going of ice. Not everything has been well, you see, and I’m casting into the season what is crumpled within, to be blown about ‘til it’s dust, so I can start again. As each curled and lifeless leaf billows by on the other side of this drafty glass, I give thanks for the green it was and the green to come, as well as the resetting of the tableaux taking place right now, as tiny bones dissolve back to potential.

    This cycle, this sometimes violent, sometimes graceful Kali-Shiva dance of pummel and perception underlies atoms, our genes, and our identity. The seasons of storms, of creation and destruction, are perpetual, really; but the symbolic mind looks at a cowering Thursday’s world and sees that within, identifies with it, reckons itself from it. As I think of what to say next, a neuron winks out of existence, making for a slight stumble, while elsewhere in my body an electron jumps orbit, making a quantum leap, and a particle changes charge from negative to positive. As degrees drop outside, so long as there is life, fires rage within and fuel the mechanisms of consciousness, which fuels me to declare to the wind “take away, now, what is useless and barren.” In this vast complexion of extremes, to be able to think and to live, to be able to accept and let go, to be baptized in tears or recoiled with laughter, I must be thankful.

    Today is a feast day for the thankful. Under the glowering late autumn mush of a sky, the heat will be turned up and families will gather, knowingly or unknowingly, to celebrate and affirm relative abundance. This harvest ritual, this proud rite of devouring what was made plentiful by a sun now receding, will be leftovers tomorrow, it’s novelty fades with entropy. My meal today will be simple, for the grace I’m uplifting in gratitude is the gusting and encroaching wail that will resolve what brokenness I mourn by scattering it back to Earth. Call it a prayer. Call it a wish. Call it madness. I give thanks by surrendering to the darkening days, knowing that more and more light is the promise that awaits.

    jaybird found this for you @ 12:21 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Umberto Eco: We have three

    Umberto Eco:

    We have three types of memory. The first one is organic, which is the memory made of flesh and blood and the one administrated by our brain. The second is mineral, and in this sense mankind has known two kinds of mineral memory: millennia ago, this was the memory represented by clay tablets and obelisks, pretty well known in this country, on which people carved their texts. However, this second type is also the electronic memory of today's computers, based upon silicon. We have also known another kind of memory, the vegetal one, the one represented by the first papyruses, again well known in this country, and then on books, made of paper. Let me disregard the fact that at a certain moment the vellum of the first codices were of an organic origin, and the fact that the first paper was made with rugs and not with wood. Let me speak for the sake of simplicity of vegetal memory in order to designate books.

    jaybird found this for you @ 10:55 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



    Swede Solves 100 year old

    Swede Solves 100 year old Math Puzzle

    From TT, the Swedish News agency, we learned today that Elin Oxenhielm, a 22 year old math student at Stockholm University, Sweden might have solved one of histories great math problems.

    Relatedly, I'm working with a theater company that is producing "Proof," a show about a mathematician and the legacy of genius and madness he left for his daughter.

    jaybird found this for you @ 10:49 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Excellent commentary from the Guardian

    Excellent commentary from the Guardian about Miami:

    America's enemy within

    Small, peaceful demonstrations were attacked with extreme force; organisations were infiltrated by undercover officers who used stun guns; buses of union members were prevented from joining permitted marches; people were beaten with batons; activists had guns pointed at their heads at checkpoints.

    jaybird found this for you @ 10:29 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Wednesday, 26 November, 2003 }

    You Better Watch Out According

    You Better Watch Out

    According to legend, New York lore and two major Hollywood flicks, Macy's Santa is the real deal. And tomorrow, to the delight of millions of little children (not to mention the Massachusetts Supreme Judicial Court), the Santa in New York's great parade will be half of a same-sex couple.
    And guess who the other half will be? Me! Harvey Fierstein, nice Jewish boy from Bensonhurst, dressed in holiday finery portraying the one and only Mrs. Claus.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:34 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



    You can do it on

    You can do it on a snowy mountain top, underwater, or falling from the sky. Liberated from being yet another menial chore, let's consider the vast new leisure-time possibilities of [extreme] ironing.

    jaybird found this for you @ 11:11 in Radical Undertakings | | permalink



    The Key to Genius Autistic

    The Key to Genius

    Autistic savants are born with miswired neurons - and extraordinary gifts. The breakthrough science behind our new understanding of the brain.

    jaybird found this for you @ 09:58 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



    Stroke gives woman British accent

    Stroke gives woman British accent

    An American woman has been left with a British accent after having a stroke.

    jaybird found this for you @ 09:24 in Health, Medicine & Bio-Happiness | | permalink



    { Tuesday, 25 November, 2003 }

    "Nasal Nasties"

    Severe sinus symptoms strain blogger's ability to post typically insightful content. Stay tuned.

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:43 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Fasting fakir flummoxes physicians Doctors

    Fasting fakir flummoxes physicians

    Doctors and experts are baffled by an Indian hermit who claims not to have eaten or drunk anything for several decades - but is still in perfect health.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:49 in Interesting People | | permalink



    Debate-winner Dean is back on

    Debate-winner Dean is back on top in Iowa

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:44 in Howard Dean for President 2004 | | permalink



    Thanksgiving Forecast: Potential Fireworks on

    Thanksgiving Forecast: Potential Fireworks on the Sun

    Snapping like rubber bands pulled too tightly, tangled magnetic fields on the surface of the Sun have been spewing waves of radiation and superheated particles at Earth.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:51 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Sea urchin is 'practically immortal',

    Sea urchin is 'practically immortal', say scientists

    Life for the red sea urchin might be brutish but it certainly is not short: scientists have discovered the spine-covered creature can live for 200 years.

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



    { Monday, 24 November, 2003 }

    Scientists find mystery particle Scientists

    Scientists find mystery particle

    Scientists have found a sub-atomic particle they cannot explain using current theories of energy and matter.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:19 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Oblivion threat to 12,000 species

    Oblivion threat to 12,000 species

    Another 2,000 species have been added to the annual Red List of the world's most endangered animals and plants. The "official" catalogue produced by IUCN-The World Conservation Union now includes more than 12,000 entries.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:45 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



    Floraphilia... twenty four luscious images

    Floraphilia... twenty four luscious images from one garden.

    via life in the present

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:38 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



    { Sunday, 23 November, 2003 }

    Crimes Against Nature By Robert

    Crimes Against Nature By Robert F. Kennedy Jr.

    Bush is sabotaging the laws that have protected America's environment for more than thirty years

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:28 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    "Sunday Pigeons"

    Strolling through the winding, gliding, let-your-hair-down-streets,
    Fresh from another communing with the flesh and blood of holy people,
    Where music is given wing to abscond with wishes to vast untold names of God,
    I stop beneath an art-deco building whose roof is a roost for pigeons.
    They wait calmly, for the moment.
    They strut with the sure knowledge that the sky is theirs,
    They coo with an imitation of wind.
    With a sudden flutter, hundreds take to the blue,
    Race the skyline and settle again,
    They swarm, a living cloud, leaderless,
    Their flock flies as if it were one giant bird,
    And settles without flourish.
    Think of ocean waves, clouds in rough winds, ruddy leaves that swirl
    In the upward spiral of drafts.
    They do what they do, happening happens, without intention.
    Pure, perfect, precise organic movement.
    The pigeons are still, waiting for the next moment of flight.
    I trip slightly over a crack in the sidewalk, but smile;
    No one saw me, in fact, except the pigeons who'd stolen my attention.
    Who sees us when we fall or fly?
    Only we know these things,
    And we think of them sporadically,
    With the suddenness of a breathlessly graceful flock,
    Winging hope in the feathery language of the vast untold names of God.

    jaybird found this for you @ 12:00 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    { Saturday, 22 November, 2003 }

    Peace: public enemy number one?

    Peace: public enemy number one? F.B.I. Scrutinizes Antiwar Rallies

    The Federal Bureau of Investigation has collected extensive information on the tactics, training and organization of antiwar demonstrators and has advised local law enforcement officials to report any suspicious activity at protests to its counterterrorism squads, according to interviews and a confidential bureau memorandum.

    jaybird found this for you @ 20:04 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    "The Shrill Cry of their Kin"

    At night you can see what seems to be every star,
    Even in the dark fields inbetween constellations,
    Feeble ancient light finds it's way to even this.
    In the day, there are unexpected rainbows,
    Found by the sky-fixed eyes of children from broken homes.
    As the scant pennies roll in my cup,
    And the dust settles along once well-worn paths,
    And those dragged and sullen children look up with quivering eyes for cradling,
    Scanning above for yet more signs, portents, hopeful hues from comic book gods.
    Parades run through the town, waving hands and chapped smiles,
    The battered young put on a brave face as the drums pound by.
    What is there for forgotten little hands to hope for when the parade is through,
    Who can find home in a world of shifting allegiances
    And the old forget the shrill cry of their kin, few-in-years,
    But observant of clouds and beholden to bright color destinies?
    ...
    The child points to something wonderful
    And will do so, forever,
    Even as the continents shift and what was once found becomes lost.


    I work with children that are 'at-risk' and often abused. This poem, written imprecisely while in morning delirium, is dedicated to one such child and abuse victim.

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    { Friday, 21 November, 2003 }

    Protesters Say Miami Police Overreacted

    Protesters Say Miami Police Overreacted

    On Friday, the National Lawyers Guild asked for an independent investigation into officers' conduct. The American Civil Liberties Union also was investigating. "Such paramilitary tactics are ill-conceived and self-defeating and have no place in a democratic society," said Michael Avery, president of the lawyers guild.

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:29 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Extreme bugs found in slag

    Extreme bugs found in slag dump

    Scientists found microbial communities thriving in the slag dumps of the Lake Calumet region of southeast Chicago where the water can reach a pH of 12.8. Living in this extreme environment is comparable to swimming in caustic soda or floor stripper, the researchers say.

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    The BBC's 50 Places to

    The BBC's 50 Places to see before you die

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    { Thursday, 20 November, 2003 }

    I'll be out celebrating Joshua's

    I'll be out celebrating Joshua's 28th tonight with his lovely wife Robin and friends, so not much in the way of posting this evening.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:27 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Protesters cheer as Bush effigy

    Protesters cheer as Bush effigy is toppled

    The bronze-colour statue was meant to recreate the moment Saddam Hussein's bronze statue was toppled over in Baghdad earlier this year.

    jaybird found this for you @ 15:41 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    "Happy Birthday, Joshua!"

    joshua28_web.jpg

    Super nice guy, warrior of love and sagacious wunderkind Joshua turns a whopping 28 today. Congrats, mein bester Freund, and live it up!

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:43 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    War critics astonished as US

    War critics astonished as US hawk admits invasion was illegal

    International lawyers and anti-war campaigners reacted with astonishment yesterday after the influential Pentagon hawk Richard Perle conceded that the invasion of Iraq had been illegal.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:31 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Wednesday, 19 November, 2003 }

    Kurt Wenner Chalk street paintings...

    Kurt Wenner

    Chalk street paintings...

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    They really, truly did it:

    They really, truly did it:

    style.org > Estimating the Airspeed Velocity of an Unladen Swallow

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:22 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Tsk, tsk, America. It seems

    Tsk, tsk, America. It seems that we may be collectively having a problem with being nice.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:42 in Culture, People & Customs | | permalink



    Sartre Redux A wave of

    Sartre Redux

    A wave of new and forthcoming work by American scholars examines the development of his analysis of terrorism and third-world insurgency, with a special emphasis on his cold-war-era duel with his friend turned foe, Albert Camus. Whether or not Sartre was "the philosopher of the 20th century," the passions and problems driving his work continue to haunt the 21st.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:51 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



    Chasing George A website dedicated

    Chasing George

    A website dedicated to tracking the [p]Resident's every move while in the UK, to coordinate protest resources.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:44 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Tuesday, 18 November, 2003 }

    VICTORY! Massachusetts court rules ban

    VICTORY!

    Massachusetts court rules ban on gay marriage is unconstitutional

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:21 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



    Huge rock-ice body circles Sun

    Huge rock-ice body circles Sun

    The object is about 570 km across, making it one of the largest bodies of its kind found in modern times.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:44 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    London mayor says Bush is

    London mayor says Bush is 'greatest threat to life on planet'

    Mr Livingstone, who is holding a "peace party" for anti-war groups in City Hall tomorrow, added: "I don't formally recognise George Bush because he was not officially elected. So we are organising an alternative reception for everybody who is not George Bush."

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:37 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Monday, 17 November, 2003 }

    Put up or shut up:

    Put up or shut up:

    Bush was last night branded chicken for scrapping his speech to Parliament because he feared being heckled by anti-war MPs.

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:50 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Appeal for draft board volunteers

    Appeal for draft board volunteers revives memories of Vietnam era

    The Pentagon has begun recruiting for local draft boards, dredging up painful memories of Vietnam era conscription at a time of deepening misgiving about America's occupation of Iraq.

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



    Clone blogs: spurious blogs that

    Clone blogs: spurious blogs that look real, but exist solely to purvey smut in a very shady way. They're becoming ever more clever, those spammers.

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:15 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    Spooky: Scientists create a virus

    Spooky: Scientists create a virus that reproduces

    When researchers created a synthetic genome (genetic map) of the virus and implanted it into a cell, the virus became "biologically active," meaning it went to work reproducing itself.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:43 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    US fossil spins web

    US fossil spins web of intrigue

    The ancient cousins of modern spiders could have been spinning webs 55 million years before the reign of the dinosaurs, a scientist says.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:38 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    FBI may collect juveniles' DNA

    FBI may collect juveniles' DNA

    DNA profiles from hundreds of thousands of juvenile offenders and adults arrested but not convicted of crimes could be added to the FBI's national DNA crime-fighting program under a proposed law moving through Congress.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:36 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    An Atlas of The Universe

    An Atlas of The Universe

    Via Incublogula

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    { Sunday, 16 November, 2003 }

    "Enticement"

    The difference between God and Goddess is inconsequential We're all mythic flesh Satyrs, nymphs, titans and muses, Dancing, ribald, but for a moment upon the gilded Earth Beholden to starlight, transfixed by the temporal delight of the body. Yet this everyman moves like a snake under the charmer's enchantment His sleek ecstatic rhythm entices me to freedom, to desire, To lose myself in the shimmer of his winding, spellbinding praise. Whatever the pleasures of this human frame, join me; Let's be moved by the hidden music, and bump Into strangers around dark and sultry corners... Let's meet our eyes with casual smiles, And agree that separation is only as real as the word itself. Let's commune with the pervasive holy molecules That speckle eternity, and even this stained floor. Let's be human, caught up with the shadow kisses and Folded notes of promise that pass between the pulsations of wishes. Let's merge our yelling that launches arrow-like toward the dawn, Let's be clear and brilliant beacons of purpose amid the haze of passion. Just move with me, Touch and abscond with me, Dissolve and evolve with me, I invite you, your illusive name, To this collective bonfire of what has been for too long withheld, And rise to reality, as a sweet offering To the scribes of starlight, the saints of fate, To be more than an idea, But a face I kiss, With utmost care, At the pronouncement of morning. No language can wrap around you, No whispers cloak your identity; But fingers, yes, my own worshiping Maps your slight wisp of a form... For you may exist at the edge of my delirium But you live in the heart of my longing, Swinging with wild abandon in the jungle of obscured fantasy. Be real, you ideal; Come close, you veiled ghost... You and I are only parted by circumstance, And the Gods and Goddesses that long to know eachother will no longer be satisfied With longing alone But with communing, pure and true, In the cusp of our joined body.


    Mostly written while absorbed in the dancefloor trance at the gay club. Also quite tipsy, but it turned out well. Mildly edited the morning after.

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    { Saturday, 15 November, 2003 }

    Artist becomes human breakfast A

    Artist becomes human breakfast

    A performance artist got a taste of modern art when he sank into a bath of baked beans with french fries up his nose and sausages wrapped round his head.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:25 in Silly People, Satire & Strange Behaviors | | permalink



    Gore Vidal skewers Bush, Ashcroft

    Gore Vidal skewers Bush, Ashcroft and the whole damn lot of us for letting despots rule.

    It's lucky for George W. Bush that he wasn’t born in an earlier time and somehow stumbled into America’s Constitutional Convention. A man with his views, so depreciative of democratic rule, would have certainly been quickly exiled from the freshly liberated United States by the gaggle of incensed Founders.

    jaybird found this for you @ 13:41 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    DNA profiling may be a

    DNA profiling may be a complex issue, but whatever your take, go ahead and try your hand at genetic sleuthing with this spiffy flash interactive.

    jaybird found this for you @ 11:12 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Cold research probes atom dance

    Cold research probes atom dance

    Two groups of researchers have cooled a cloud of atoms until they became what was essentially one big super-atom. Although not the very first so-called Bose-Einstein condensate to be made, it was constructed using novel atoms.

    jaybird found this for you @ 09:20 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Guinness good for you The

    Guinness good for you

    The long-running ad campaign is well-known
    The old advertising slogan "Guinness is Good for You" may be true after all, according to researchers.
    A pint of the black stuff a day may work as well as an aspirin to prevent heart clots that raise the risk of heart attacks.

    jaybird found this for you @ 00:08 in Health, Medicine & Bio-Happiness | | permalink



    { Friday, 14 November, 2003 }

    Excuse me, miss: more irony,

    Excuse me, miss: more irony, please:

    Adopt ways of Gandhi: Wolfowitz to Palestinians

    Nuff said.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:40 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    The Guardian's list of the

    The Guardian's list of the 40 best directors

    There are notable absences, such as Wim Wenders, but on the whole a very thorough and fair crew, though I think I'd have left off Tarantino.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:39 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink



    Champions of Nonviolence , how

    Champions of Nonviolence
    , how men and women committed to Gandhian tactics changed our world for the better.

    Here are in the world many people who have fought great battles for social or political justice using the principles of Mahatma Gandhi. Five amongst them stand out strongly: Martin Luther King, leader of the American civil rights movement in the 1950s and 1960s; Nelson Mandela, who brought an end to apartheid in South Africa; the Dalai Lama, who seeks a peaceful resolution on Tibet; Aung San Suu Kyi, fighting for democracy in her native Myanmar (Burma); and César Chávez, who struggled to reduce exploitation of farm workers in California. Three of these—Mandela, the Dalai Lama and Suu Kyi—have been awarded the Nobel Peace Prize. All proudly acknowledge their debt to Gandhi.

    Via MeFi... thanks homunculus

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:54 in Interesting People | | permalink



    War relative's message for Bush

    War relative's message for Bush

    A grieving father whose son died in Iraq said he would walk to London from north Wales just to tell US president George Bush what he thinks of his war effort.

    This, BTW, is the 900th post. Yipee!

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:44 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Thursday, 13 November, 2003 }

    "Remembering a Week Ago"

    It's been a week since I walked along Folly Beach, SC, just after midnight, naked, and under a nearly fool moon. The air was warm and peaceful, and whatever worries I brought with me vanished under my footprint. A week later, what a contrast... it's a freezing, biting, molecule stopping wind outside, I'm bundled to the hilt and experiencing some rather unsightly nasal discomfort. The pace of life has resumed to breakneck speed and piles of intangible importances are piling faster than the last of the fall leaves. I've a bump of my head from a falling car hood and last week may have just been a good book I read and took literally. But the book is earmarked, highlighted and stuffed with reminders to go back and reread, take notes.

    Here's one that just fell out:

    ...The ocean restores us because there's a little biological memory stirring within each of our 100 trillion nuclei that knows the rolling waves were once home. The sound is like breath through the thin red wall of womb that we knew before we knew everything, and the water is so close to our own blood in salinity and PH that once could easily ask "which came first?" What we find on our sandy walks... shells, corals, seaweed, these shapes all spark something deep, like a natural Rorschach test. We pocket what sparks and sparkles the most.

    I know soon I will be up to my eyeballs in here/now, or a permutation of it that causes my inner ocean to rise and sometimes storm. I must not be concerned with what I'll remember from this play in the sand, but instead to send out that this moment is singular and beyond time. This will be the stuff of memories, and yet, it will keep walking...

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:17 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    US babies get global brand

    US babies get global brand names

    Children have been named after big brands as diverse as beauty company L'Oreal, car firm Chevrolet and designer clothes company Armani.
    There are even two little boys, one in Michigan and one in Texas, called ESPN after the sports channel.

    jaybird found this for you @ 21:50 in Interesting People | | permalink



    Kiddie Music Reviews Kindergarteners, 3rd

    Kiddie Music Reviews

    Kindergarteners, 3rd and 5th graders critique popular music. An instant classic via MeFi.

    He's pretending to be monkeys. And monkeys can't talk!

    jaybird found this for you @ 20:53 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink



    Scientists use DNA to make

    Scientists use DNA to make virus

    For only the second time, scientists have used segments of dna to construct the genetic blueprint of an organism.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:51 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Jeb Bush 'jokes' people of

    Jeb Bush 'jokes' people of San Francisco may be endangered

    Gov. Jeb Bush joked during a Florida Cabinet meeting Wednesday that the people of San Francisco may be endangered and, "That's probably good news for the country."

    I don't think I've ever used the term 'asshat' on this blog before. But I will in regards to Jeb. He's an asshat. There. That feels much better.

    jaybird found this for you @ 15:56 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Can Miami Really Ban Giant

    Can Miami Really Ban Giant Puppets?

    Over 100,000 protesters are expected at next week's Free Trade Area of the Americas summit in Miami. In anticipation, the city is considering an ordinance that would, according to Reuters, ban "glass bottles, slingshots, signs on wooden sticks and giant puppets." Can Miami really ban giant puppets?

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:47 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Dean endorsed by 2 major

    Dean endorsed by 2 major unions

    Two major unions formally delivered their support to presidential candidate Howard Dean on Wednesday, giving the Democratic front-runner an army of supporters and extra cash in his bid for the party's nomination.

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    { Wednesday, 12 November, 2003 }

    Marrakech Berbers sing to survive

    Marrakech Berbers sing to survive

    Berber tribes in the Moroccan city of Marrakech are using musical talents once developed as a means of identity to get together money to live.

    jaybird found this for you @ 15:49 in Culture, People & Customs | | permalink



    The Future of String Theory

    The Future of String Theory

    A Conversation with Brian Greene, the physicist and best-selling author demystifies the ultimate theories of space and time, the nature of genius, multiple universes, and more.

    jaybird found this for you @ 15:37 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Time mag lists this year's

    Time mag lists this year's 'coolest' inventions, in their humble opinion. For archival fun check out their lists for 2001 and 2002.




    Fish-skin bikinis?

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    This has always been one

    This has always been one of my favorite urban folktales:

    Myths Over Miami

    Captured on South Beach, Satan later escaped. His demons and the horrible Bloody Mary are now killing people. God has fled. Avenging angels hide out in the Everglades. And other tales from children in Dade's homeless shelters.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:37 in Culture, People & Customs | | permalink



    TV has made nation complacent,

    TV has made nation complacent, Gore says

    The "quasi-hypnotic influence" of television in America has fostered a complacent nation that is a danger to democracy, former Vice President Al Gore said Tuesday.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:20 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Tuesday, 11 November, 2003 }

    Melting popsicles as art in

    Melting popsicles as art in various pretty places.

    Thanks, blort.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:00 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink



    Uganda conflict 'worse than Iraq'

    Uganda conflict 'worse than Iraq'

    The humanitarian situation in northern Uganda is worse than in Iraq, or anywhere else in the world, a senior United Nations official has said.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:50 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Virtual Color Museum The physics

    Virtual Color Museum

    The physics of light and colour plays a crucial role in Mankind's search for knowledge. In the light that falls upon the earth, we can find answers to the most fundamental of all questions: namely, the nature and origins of the known universe.

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:48 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink



    Last Nights Dreams

  • A good friend suddenly became blind, due to a bad batch of medication. He was taking it well, and we spent days researching cures and reorienting to his world.
  • There was an old cemetery near where I last lived in Delaware. It had a new role as a black market networking center. When you went into the cemetery, you could buy anything and everything. So, naturally, I wanted a car that could drive up stairs.
  • I was driving in possibly the same car, looking for a 'secret' creek. Through it was summer everywhere else, the closer I got to the creek, the more wintry it became. Once I found it, people were bathing amid the ice and fairy-like, invited me to join them.
  • There was one really hot experience that I'm not inclined to share in this venue. Sorry, but just know that it was very entertaining.

    jaybird found this for you @ 09:09 in Journaling the Infinite | | permalink



    Green tea extract may fight

    Green tea extract may fight HIV

    Scientists in Japan have found a component of green tea can stop HIV from binding to healthy immune cells, which is how the virus spreads.

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:58 in Health, Medicine & Bio-Happiness | | permalink



    When gays were 'cured' Those

    When gays were 'cured'

    Those who volunteered for such treatments - often in preference to jail terms - were shown pictures of naked men and given a series electric shocks or drugs to make them vomit.

    jaybird found this for you @ 08:31 in Gay, Lesbian, Queer & Free | | permalink



    { Monday, 10 November, 2003 }

    Scientists: Pill helps people unlearn

    Scientists: Pill helps people unlearn fears

    The drug, sold by Eli Lilly and Co. under the brand name Seromycin, doesn't dissolve fear. But in rats, it helped them unlearn fears faster, Davis said. Since it was already approved for use in people, he and Barbara O. Rothbaum, director of the school's trauma and anxiety recovery program, tested it on 28 acrophobics, people afraid of heights.

    jaybird found this for you @ 22:52 in Health, Medicine & Bio-Happiness | | permalink



    Private Jessica says President is

    Private Jessica says President is misusing her 'heroism'

    Misgivings characterising Lynch's story are coming to a head: last week she accused the administration of manipulating her story for propaganda, saying she was not a heroine at all; accusations that she'd been raped were disputed by appalled Iraqi doctors who first treated her, and the army was accused of insensitivity and racism for awarding Lynch a full disability pension while others from her ambushed maintenance company, including Shoshana Johnson, the black cook wounded and captured by Iraqis, will receive barely a third of Lynch's discharge package.

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



    D'you know about the Georgia

    D'you know about the Georgia and Carolinas' sea island culture of the Gullah? Mostly known for their crafts which can fetch a pretty penny, the Gullah way of life (which may be endangered) is an interesting synthesis of American and African culture. They speak a unique dialect of English, which you can hear with Aunt Pearlie-Sue's folktales. Of course, there's the food... check out the recipies for Frogmore Stew and other classic island cuisine.

    jaybird found this for you @ 17:35 in Culture, People & Customs | | permalink



    Gore's most recent speech, sponsored

    Gore's most recent speech, sponsored by MoveOn.org...

    "..for the first time in our history, American citizens have been seized by the executive branch of government and put in prison without being charged with a crime, without having the right to a trial, without being able to see a lawyer, and without even being able to contact their families. President Bush is claiming the unilateral right to do that to any American citizen he believes is an “enemy combatant.” Those are the magic words. If the President alone decides that those two words accurately describe someone, then that person can be immediately locked up and held incommunicado for as long as the President wants, with no court having the right to determine whether the facts actually justify his imprisonment."

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    In pictures: Facing HIV Samkelisiwe

    In pictures: Facing HIV

    Samkelisiwe embraces her mother in the TB ward of Nquelezane Hospital, Natal, South Africa. Their picture is one of over 1000 taken by Positive Lives, a collaboration bringing together photographers, charities and people living with HIV.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:50 in Health, Medicine & Bio-Happiness | | permalink



    Dean forgoes federal campaign funds

    Dean forgoes federal campaign funds

    Presidential candidate Howard Dean announced Saturday that he would ignore a campaign spending cap and forgo about $19 million in federal money, betting that his supporters would contribute more than enough money for him to compete against President Bush.

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    { Sunday, 09 November, 2003 }

    Red Moon dives behind

    Red Moon dives behind Earth

    A total lunar eclipse has been visible this weekend from Europe, Africa, the Americas, and much of Asia.

    Unfortunately, it was cloudy at the beach on Saturday. But there was enough wine going 'round so as to simulate the appearance of ruddy celestial bodies.

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:20 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Back from vacation, regular blogging

    Back from vacation, regular blogging resumes, beginning with this piece and new photos to the flightpath photlog. Yay!

    Unplugging The Matrix - Why the sci-fi franchise went south.

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    { Saturday, 08 November, 2003 }

    "Waterwings"


    Random notes from Folly:

  • The tide takes and gives all. What you've lost will be returned either in the foam of a rolling wave or in the moon-spun flux of your life.

  • A little girl has made quite a delicate sand castle with her daddy. A seagull tries to perch atop it and the spires crumble. The tide is coming in anyway, the dispersion of the fleeting handiwork was inevitable. She's found something else to do, and giggles like a cherub.

  • Walking along the winding shoreline, I hear a sound and am startled to find a dolphin mere feet away, breathing and submerging. Soon, a whole pod corrals a school of fish to the sand-line and rushes. There is great splashing and a spray of fleeing silver fish jumping, fleeing. I breathe the same air as those dolphins, one with calf trailing behind. Each breath is a legacy of borrowing… how holy and calm it is to be nurtured by the same air that passes through all organic life.

  • We play here, at the threshold of greatest mystery. The shore is a brink, a thin margin between land and the unseen. The surface glimmers in all kinds of light, yet not deeply does it penetrate. We splash eachother and dive, but not far. We respect the currents, yet cast our eyes to the horizon for glimpses and guesses of what happens beneath, and within the ocean and ourselves.

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    { Friday, 07 November, 2003 }

    "Moonlight Folly"

    It begins with a simple step… it could be anywhere at any time, but tonight, let this step be on a moonlit beach, with low clouds racing that opaque halo, and with a passion throughout your body to keep moving. You find the sea, and stand in awe as the cool water embraces your feet, and the bouncing ripples of the moon tickle the back of your eye. You lose yourself in the shimmer, and momentarily become the patterns that heave over your toes.

    Upon your lips is the taste of wine, and soon your arms carry the whimsy of your clothes as you dare, at once and finally, to be naked in the world. The preoccupations of your mind are carried away by the ocean breeze that continues incessant, steady, one long breath that enlivens every crevice you can and can't see. There is an indiscernible glow on the horizon that seems to bend the waves… beneath these stars, the triune lamps of Orion, in this Universe, whose random dream made this scene, any possibility becomes as simple as a step ahead. With each forward motion, you pass millions of grains of sand. Each may as well be it's own truth, and as your shadow glides across the analogs of nebulae and cosmic wind, you pass epochal heaps of verification.

    This is what it's like to be alive in the cosmos, you think. This is the experience of assimilating trillions of bits of information into a seamless tableau of bewildering beauty. How and why this happens, the minutiae of your evolution of senses, does not matter now… there's still that glow on the horizon, a night bird perched atop a dune, and the eternal respiration of the sea that seems to say in it's breaking foam, "As Above, So Below." Indeed, you notice the swirling of the currents, the grit under your fingernails, the lost names washed up on the shore, and find in the heavens, further than the sharp gaze of your eye, equivalents and validations. All that you see is a microcosm, a mirror shard, of a larger process in the Universe, You realize that the Universe is not a place, and cannot be measured by any human contrivance, but it's rather as present as the shells that give way under your feet and the tide that hearkens the bellow of the moon. This expanse before you is yours to explore, and yours to become, and yours to transmute. You keep walking.

    The opalescent sky is easily mistaken for the surging, whirling, starry beach beneath you. Your shadow appears younger than you, almost childlike, and bounces along with a joy your bones have not known in years. You catalog what you find on the way; the skeletal remains of a large fish, a golden tendril of coral, a rope knotted every few inches, and a waterlogged but nonetheless useful sense of being, of necessity, of acquiescence to the tide of that deeper, briny ocean that moves your body to the point of turning around. As you retrace your faded steps across the sands (the ultimate adjutant of history) you return to the starting point transfixed not only by the bracken mystery that converges over your thoughts but by the sense of no longer being human, but being oceanic, earthen, galactic, another in an endless line of expressions of totality.

    You return a stranded starfish to the tide. You notice the twinkling above you and wonder why such a creature such as a starfish, or you, exist. There's plenty of room in the cosmos.

    As you reenter this house of friends, this wine-stained abode of beloveds, you return empty, having set aloft on the waves a vessel of hope that daringly endeavors to the moon, and to one day be finished with drifting by marooning somewhere in your heart, when you need it most.

    Listen. Look. Feel. Let the sand, the billion year eroded peaks of mountains unmapped, flow through your fingers one more time before sleep. You cannot count them, these are the goodnesses that have held you up. In a thousand years, they may yet support or become another lonely wanderer on a midnight beach, with wine on the lips, and an irrepressible urge to discover the source of glow

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    { Thursday, 06 November, 2003 }

    "Folly at the Beach"

    Oy vey! It's been busy, and now (literally) I'm off to the beach. Posting from Folly Beach SC will be light, but I'll be putting up something daily on my friend's borrowed IMac. Back in the swing by Tuesday-ish.
    Cheers!

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    { Wednesday, 05 November, 2003 }

    Way, way cool: Voyager at

    Way, way cool:

    Voyager at 90 AU

    After traveling through space for more than 26 years, voyager 1 is approaching a new milestone. On November 5, 2003, the spacecraft will be 90 astronomical units (AU) from the Sun. 90 AU is the equivalent of about 8.4 billion miles or 13.5 billion kilometers. It is the only spacecraft to have made measurements in the solar wind from such a great distance from the source of the dynamic solar environment.

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    Biggest solar flare goes off

    Biggest solar flare goes off

    Just as solar scientists thought the Sun might be winding down it has unleashed the biggest solar flare ever recorded. It was so energetic that it overloaded the detectors on satellites monitoring the Sun's surface.

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    A Statement from a Syrian-born

    A Statement from a Syrian-born Canadian about his treatment at the hands of US 'authorities,' which led ultimately to torture-by-proxy in Jordan. Powerful stuff.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:47 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    { Tuesday, 04 November, 2003 }

    "System Status"

    Today has been the busiest day. I'm exhausted. You'll see less linkage through next week, as I prepare to leave town for the beach. Much needed. But, I will post daily, to the photolog as well, but certainly not as rabidly.

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    "Phantom Stairwell"

    In the dream, there was mist that clung to the sleeping body of the river, and above it, deep red slowly blotted the sky in anticipation of the sun. I was little again, a small kid, walking on a creaky stairway over the river... how far up it went I didn't know, I was too captivated by the river growing more distant below me, and trying to keep my balance. The stairway would shift under my weight, and the blanket that covered my shoulders kept getting caught on the rough wood. But 'I' kept going up.

    Dreams that are so rich in every detail are enthralling, if a bit disturbing. I felt everything you could feel, even the chill of the air and the cry of gulls. The curly blond bangs of my formative years needed frequent clearing from my brow, something not done for at least twenty-five years. If my cells still posses memories of that era stronger than my own, why would they collaborate on walking the little boy up a phantom stairwell, over the river, in spaceman pajamas?

    Indeed, our cells posses memories much deeper than the intricacies and stumbling curiosities of our childhood. If I began as one cell united from two, and those two are the genetic emissaries of lives that began as one cell united, thus begins an endless flame passing of relation and retention of information. Our bloodlines go back not only to fame and infamy, but beyond humanity itself, through our hominid ancestors, right back to that first quivering cell, touched by an ineffable magic hand of an unnamed progenitor. As with every living thing, nothing is separate from that first primal source, nothing is uninformed of it's origin and without millions of years of data coded in it's lifeblood.

    Maybe dreaming is a symbolic decoding of that information, climbing and descending staircases of ancient text, like an enzyme that unzips our DNA faster than it takes to read this sentence. Whether the dream has us on a staircase, rocket ship to the moon, in a nightmare or in the sweet tangle of love twisted sheets in fantastic embrace, perhaps it's the brain's way of assimilating long dormant knowledge, which startles us in it's sensuality.

    Theories about dreams, the hows whys and whats, are innumerable. Each is valid in it's own right, mostly because we'll never truly, certifiably know how our beloved night visions happen the way they do. I'd like to think that there are some aspects of living whose true reasons go untapped, and that mystery preserved, and our imagination can fill in the gaps with myths and legends of our own being. That being, a little knot on a string that stretches to the first morning of Earth and beyond, through all sacred language and symbols, and from which flows an encrypted destiny which eclipses the vagaries of time and space.

    Eventually, I came back down the stairway, which melted into the shore as if it were the most natural thing to be there. I slid across a rock, and found a model airplane washed up with the driftwood. My hands were so little then... I picked the airplane up, mended it's broken wing, and it left my hands, wet and stained by the river, and soared into the morning.

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    Dead Sea Drying Up, Israeli

    Dead Sea Drying Up, Israeli Study Warns

    For millennia, the balance was maintained by the Dead Sea's only water source, the Jordan River, pouring in from the north. In recent decades, however, both Israel and Jordan have been tapping in to irrigate large swaths of agricultural land along the narrow river that divides the two countries, robbing the Dead Sea of its replacement water.

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    { Monday, 03 November, 2003 }

    In need of a little

    In need of a little cyber-divination? Here's a rather eccentric online tarot oracle based on Timothy Leary's and Rob't Anton Wilson's eight circuit model of consciousness.

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    Number twenty-three is a wacky

    Number twenty-three is a wacky source of amusement, conjecture and synchonicity for fans of William S. Burroughs and Robert Anton Wilson. Why 23?

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    Secret 9/11 case before high

    Secret 9/11 case before high court

    It's the case that doesn't exist. Even though two different federal courts have conducted hearings and issued rulings, there has been no public record of any action. No documents are available. No files. No lawyer is allowed to speak about it. Period.

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    OMG.com, mainstream media finally 'gets

    OMG.com, mainstream media finally 'gets it:'

    Worries grow over new voting machines' reliability, security

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    Take the 80's music quiz.

    Take the 80's music quiz. I kick my own behind for getting a measly 60.5/100, though when the ansers came back I knew most of 'em...

    We hear the playback and it seems so long ago

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:34 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink



    Victory! This signals not only

    Victory! This signals not only the evolution of gay men in mainstream religion, but hopefully also the evolution of Christianity... from being outwardly an inflexible faith toward acknowledging change and deeper roots to it's original teachings.

    Episcopal Church consecrates openly gay bishop

    After months of bitter infighting, the Episcopal Church consecrated Rev. Gene Robinson Sunday as bishop of the New Hampshire Diocese — the first openly gay man to reach that level in the church hierarchy and in the Anglican community worldwide.

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    Thirsty Africa faces food crisis

    Thirsty Africa faces food crisis

    The spectre of famine and reliance on outside help could soon threaten large parts of Africa, scientists believe. They think increasing water scarcity may leave much of the continent not only thirsty, but without enough water to grow sufficient food for its needs.

    jaybird found this for you @ 06:10 in Environment, Ecology & Nature | | permalink



    { Sunday, 02 November, 2003 }

    Students, Nuns and Sailor-Mongers, Beware

    Students, Nuns and Sailor-Mongers, Beware

    In a Miami federal court, the attorney general charged the environmental group Greenpeace under an obscure 1872 law originally intended to end the practice of "sailor-mongering," or the luring of sailors with liquor and prostitutes from their ships. Ashcroft plucked the law from obscurity to punish Greenpeace for boarding a vessel near port in Miami.

    jaybird found this for you @ 18:54 in News, Opinion & Politique | | permalink



    Darwinism in the hot seat

    Darwinism in the hot seat

    It is becoming fashionable to question Darwinism, but few people understand either the arguments for evolution or the arguments against it.

    jaybird found this for you @ 11:47 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    the 'All is One' wombat

    the 'All is One' wombat is the mascot for the 'Alliance for a New Humanity.'

    The Alliance for the New Humanity came to light spontaneously, when individuals from all walks of life, concerned about the dehumanizing trends that prevail in the world, got together to assess the deterioration of human values as perceived in the upsurge of, accelerating economic and social inequalities, terrorism and wars, social violence, ecological degradation and a generalized spread of social fear, individual frustration and lack of respect for life.

    jaybird found this for you @ 10:41 in Consciousness, Psychology & Philosophy | | permalink



    Hunt for 'Napster of good

    Hunt for 'Napster of good causes'

    Good ideas that use technology to improve life offline are being sought by a new non-profit organisation. MySociety is looking to turn the ideas into working projects that help people get involved with their community or make a contribution to civil society.

    jaybird found this for you @ 07:42 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    { Saturday, 01 November, 2003 }

    Information in the Holographic Universe;

    Information in the Holographic Universe;

    Theoretical results about black holes suggest that the universe could be like a gigantic hologram

    jaybird found this for you @ 23:32 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    The Sound of the Universe

    The Sound of the Universe

    jaybird found this for you @ 16:09 in Science, Quantum & Space | | permalink



    Album Covers in Lego via

    Album Covers in Lego

    via BoingBoing

    jaybird found this for you @ 15:12 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink



    How Much Information? Print, film,

    How Much Information?

    Print, film, magnetic, and optical storage media produced about 5 exabytes of new information in 2002. Ninety-two percent of the new information was stored on magnetic media, mostly in hard disks. How big is five exabytes? If digitized, the nineteen million books and other print collections in the Library of Congress would contain about ten terabytes of information; five exabytes of information is equivalent in size to the information contained in half a million new libraries the size of the Library of Congress print collections.

    jaybird found this for you @ 14:44 in Blogosphere, Tech & Internet | | permalink



    Pianist pulls off Beethoven stunt

    Pianist pulls off Beethoven stunt

    A concert pianist has completed a marathon performance of all 32 of Beethoven's sonatas in one day. Julian Jacobson took just three half-hour breaks during the 13-hour performance in a London church on Friday.

    jaybird found this for you @ 10:36 in Art, Music, Theater & Film | | permalink




     
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    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.