=*~@f.L.y.I.n.G@~*=
Creme tangerine and Montélimar
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert--yes you know it's good news
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.
Cool cherry cream, nice apple tart
I feel your taste all the time we're apart
Coconut fudge--really blows down those blues
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.
You might not feel it now
But when the pain cuts through
You're gonna know and how
The sweat is going to fill your head
When it becomes too much
You'll shout aloud
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.
You know that what you eat you are,
But what is sweet now, turns so sour--
We all know Obla-Di-Bla-Da
But can you show me, where you are?..
Creme tangerine and Montélimar
A ginger sling with a pineapple heart
A coffee dessert--yes you know its good news
But you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.
Yes, you'll have to have them all pulled out
After the Savoy truffle.
"When nine o' clock comes, we hope that's not the end of this, but really a start in which people are looking at what they can do as citizens of the world," Aun said.
To those who dismiss Earth Hour as just a publicity stunt, Aun responds that so was the Boston Tea Party.
"It was a symbolic movement that lit a flame that ultimately led to a revolution," she said.
*
Some stencil graffiti I came across yesterday in East Perth:
"She did not search to belong...
She searched to be lost."
*



Hi Alice.
Cheers to being lost. :)
The Love Poems of Marichiko by Kenneth Rexroth
VII
Making love with you
Is like drinking sea water.
The more I drink
The thirstier I become,
Until nothing can slake my thirst
But to drink the entire sea.
XII
Come to me, as you come
Softly to the rose bed of coals
Of my fireplace
Glowing through the night-bound forest.
XXV
Your tongue thrums and moves
Into me, and I become
Hollow and blaze with
Whirling light, like the inside
Of a vast expanding pearl.
XXXVIII
I waited all night.
By midnight I was on fire.
In the dawn, hoping
To find a dream of you,
I laid my weary head
On my folded arms,
But the songs of the waking
Birds tormented me.
XLV
When in the Noh theater
We watched Shizuka Gozen
Trapped in the snow,
I enjoyed the tragedy,
For I thought,
Nothing like this
Will ever happen to me.
LV
The night is too long to the sleepless.
The road is too long to the footsore.
Life is too long to a woman
Made foolish by passion.
Why did I find a crooked guide
On the twisted paths of love?
LX
Chilled through, I wake up
With the first light. Outside my window
A red maple leaf floats silently down.
What am I to believe?
Indifference?
Malice?
I hate the sight of coming day
Since that morning when
Your insensitive gaze turned me to ice
Like the pale moon in the dawn.
Golden Precepts of Esotericism
Love is the cement of the universe; it holds all things in place and in eternal keeping; its very nature is celestial peace, its very characteristic is cosmic harmony, permeating all things, boundless, deathless, infinite, eternal. It is everywhere, and is the very heart of the heart of all that is.
(No subject)
(No subject)
- Rudolf Bahro
"When an old culture is dying, the new is created by a few people who are not afraid to be insecure."
- Pema Chodron, *Practicing Peace in Times of War*
"You can think of the groundlessness and openness of insecurity as a chance that we're given over and over to choose a fresh alternative.
Things happen to us all the time that open up the space. This spaciousness, this wide–open, unbiased, unprejudiced space is inexpressible and fundamentally good and sound. It's like the sky."
OPEN SECRET REVEALED
"There is a great insight which our culture is deliberately designed to
suppress, distort, and ignore: that Nature is a minded entity; that Nature
is not simply the random flight of atoms through electromagnetic fields;
that Nature is not the empty, despiritualized lumpen matter that we
inherit from modern physics. But it is instead a kind of intelligence, a kind
of mind."
- Terence McKenna,
www.deoxy.org/mckenna.htm
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
Multimillionaire pop star George Michael has decided to give away his
music for free, posting it on the Internet for anyone to download. "I've
been very well remunerated for my talents over the years," he told BBC,
"so I really don't need the public's money."
Hollywood movie and music mogul David Geffen also believes he has
enough money. The billionaire cofounder of DreamWorks told Forbes, "I
have no interest in making money anymore. Everything I make in the
entertainment business will go to charity."
CNN founder and billionaire Ted Turner is in the middle of a 10-year,
billion-dollar giveaway to the United Nations. Since 1997, he has been
donating annual installments of 100 million dollars, specifying that they
not be used for administration costs but for programs like eliminating land
mines, feeding children, and preventing disease.
The unhappy person resents it
when you try to cheer him up, because that means he has to stop dwelling on himself and start paying attention to the universe. Unhappiness is the ultimate form of self-indulgence. When you're unhappy, you get to pay a lot of attention to yourself. And you get to take yourself oh so very seriously."
-Tom Robbins "Jitterbug Perfume"
INDIA AND CHINA GET RICH QUICK
China and India, which comprise one-third of the earth's population, have
more than twice the wealth they had in 1989. (Source: The Economist)
In the past twenty years, hundreds of millions of Chinese have escaped
poverty and begun earning middle-class incomes. Economist Jeffrey
Sachs, renowned for his work in assisting Third World nations to raise
their standards of living, says, 'China is the most successful development
story in world history." (Source: Fareed Zakaria, 'The Big Story Everyone
Missed," *Newsweek,* December 30, 2002)
S.M.R.A.W.
Women Fighting on Two Fronts
Women Fighting on Two Fronts
A few years after the idiot in Aspen, I was in Berlin giving a talk when the Marxist writer Tariq Ali invited me out to a dinner that included a male writer and translator and three women a little younger than me who would remain deferential and mostly silent throughout the dinner. Tariq was great. Perhaps the translator was peeved that I insisted on playing a modest role in the conversation, but when I said something about how Women Strike for Peace, the extraordinary, little-known antinuclear and antiwar group founded in 1961, helped bring down the communist-hunting House Committee on Un-American Activities, HUAC, Mr. Very Important II sneered at me. HUAC, he insisted, didn't exist by the early 1960s and, anyway, no women's group played such a role in HUAC's downfall. His scorn was so withering, his confidence so aggressive, that arguing with him seemed a scary exercise in futility and an invitation to more insult.
I think I was at nine books at that point, including one that drew from primary documents and interviews about Women Strike for Peace. But explaining men still assume I am, in some sort of obscene impregnation metaphor, an empty vessel to be filled with their wisdom and knowledge. A Freudian would claim to know what they have and I lack, but intelligence is not situated in the crotch -- even if you can write one of Virginia Woolf's long mellifluous musical sentences about the subtle subjugation of women in the snow with your willie. Back in my hotel room, I Googled a bit and found that Eric Bentley in his definitive history of the House Committee on Un-American Activities credits Women Strike for Peace with "striking the crucial blow in the fall of HUAC's Bastille." In the early 1960s.
So I opened an essay for the Nation with this interchange, in part as a shout-out to one of the more unpleasant men who have explained things to me: Dude, if you're reading this, you're a carbuncle on the face of humanity and an obstacle to civilization. Feel the shame.
REBECCA SOLNIT
..Women & Building s...
NR...! Fun!
♡
What a pleasant surprise to find you poking over here...
Rebecca is v. cool...I checked her book out to read and then a patron wanted it so I let it go for now...will get back to her. I'm enjoying this David Graeber book called Possibilities
-an obstacle to civilization-
There's an abundance of that sort of idiocy on this planet...On one hand intolerable, on the other it makes some sense...depends on the level I look at it from...
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Virgin Spanking The Christ
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Hi, Sweetie! Miss those Saturday Night Blogfests.
(That Ernst image is "HOT"!!!:D
**Lipstick Lesbian**♡
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