Alice. "It would be so nice if something made sense for a change."



Who Stole the Tarts?

...
Just at this moment Alice felt a very curious sensation, which puzzled her a good deal until she made out what it was: she was beginning to grow larger again, and she thought at first she would get up and leave the court; but on second thoughts she decided to remain where she was as long as there was room for her.

'I wish you wouldn't squeeze so.' said the Dormouse, who was sitting next to her. 'I can hardly breathe.'

'I can't help it,' said Alice very meekly: 'I'm growing.'

'You've no right to grow here,' said the Dormouse.

'Don't talk nonsense,' said Alice more boldly: 'you know you're growing too.'

'Yes, but I grow at a reasonable pace,' said the Dormouse: 'not in that ridiculous fashion.' And he got up very sulkily and crossed over to the other side of the court.
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Tidy summation...

...repackaged appropriately with a new president who has the credibility and stature to reshape the perception of the United States...

TONIGHT....Music, Art, Dancing, Video, Games


...

-Most

Happy

Fun-Time

Party-

...


Curiouser and curiouser

trapper

Will there be a tutorial?

I don't know if I remember how to have fun....

I'll bring my poetry books.. :)

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No tutorial..but DO bring poetry books!

...

*unwinds*

Atari Teenage Riot - Revolution Action (Banned Version)

I was actually looking for their song Fuck All...but this one sounded ok too.. :)

30 Old Books Worth Buying For the Cover Alone

-Wendy Liebman 2 hours ago

The health club in this hotel is too fancy: they have a spiral stairmaster.

20 Simple Productivity Tools for Bloggers

Par-tay!

Hope you'll have/are having/had a blast: http://tinysong.com/29tM
Say hey to the our friends.
Thanks
xo

Reenactment by Brandon Hardesty: The Breakfast Club



time alone....

Cause And Effect by Charles Bukowski
the best often die by their own hand
just to get away,
and those left behind
can never quite understand
why anybody
would ever want to
get away
from
them

That packs a punch..

A friend of mine has an original Buk poem...I asked what the deal is and how he has that but no word yet...

How was your day?

Wallflower...

Dancer by Carl Sandburg

THE LADY in red, she in the chile con carne red,
Brilliant as the shine of a pepper crimson in the summer sun,
She behind a false-face, the much sought-after dancer, the most sought-after dancer of all in this masquerade,
The lady in red sox and red hat, ankles of willow, crimson arrow amidst the Spanish clashes of music,

I sit in a corner
watching her dance first with one man
and then another.

my day was normal...

no old work...no phone calls....Business is slow....

nothing of significant interest...

I probably wasn't paying enough attention to notice...

how bout you?

ellwort...since I'm next to him now, I just told P

how highly you regard him, it seems to me, by your words...

I told him he is like this:

George: What's the difference? You know they way I work, I'm like a commercial jingle. First it's a little irritating, then you hear it a few times, you hum it in the shower, by the third date it's

"By Mennen!".

---

We laughed... which is always good.

-I probably wasn't paying enough attention to notice...-

That's a really smart point....I do feel like I know that really perfect and most excellent beautiful things are simultaneously happening whilst I brood...Thanks for the reminder...There's your significant thing for the day...the reminder...THANKS :)

What a cool line...

-The Lady in red, she in the chile con carne red-

I lived around the corner in Chicago from some Carl Sandburg place...forget exactly what it was...Also the St. Valentine's Day Massacre happened on that street behind me too..

Where have you lived...I may have asked you that already...but again with the forgot thing...

"Brood"? At your own party!

Oh - bad form. Like the Church Mouse: http://tinyurl.com/2mavdj

Act like a cat.. *meow....meow..meow*

where have I lived....

in my mind mostly....

At one time or another..... NY, city, boroughs (except Staten Island), Westchester and upstate......Denver, city and burbs including Littleton, near Columbine HS...Portland west burbs...Beaverton...and Virginia...

Spent a few months in Vermont too...

"A Wink from the Cosmos," by Meg Lundstrom

http://www.flowpower.com/syncmeg.htm

(Intuition Magazine, May 1996)

(REPOST from forever ago Blog time...)

So ellwort...whats it like screwing a politician for a change?

Just kidding...please tell treebu she has balls of steel and to kick ass!!!

I wish her all the luck in the world.

Ecclectic bunch of places, cent..

What's your favorite?

Or rather..where would you live now if you could live anywhere?

OH! SNAP!

-So ellwort...whats it like screwing a politician for a change?-

Way funny, cent...I smell a new bumper sticker..

(But I can't quite formulate the exact words yet..)

The only place I really regret leaving was Colorado....

The beauty is haunting...although it is probably too cold for me to think about moving back to...

I miss portland a lot too, but probably only because I live in Roanoke which is completely devoid of Liberals, and Portland has soooo many.

What about you A? Where are you from?

Alice - Har!

Sublime! Of course.
She's running against the Republican-minded anal-retentives who constitute the local "Democratic" party, for now.

Cent - I've inhabited all of the eastern US ground you have.

Sometimes while I'm peeing and impatient, I'll take the appointment-book out of my pocket, look at the US map in the back pages, and consider which states I've Done It in.

These overlap more extensively with your list.

But this has nothing to do with you - don't worry.

Colorado, eh?

Pretty sure I haven't been there...

Redwood Shores, CA..that is where I am from and where I am happy to be from..and where I would like to live if I could...in my exact house I grew up in...how's that for attachment for you... ? :)

-consider which states I've Done It in.-

I'm totally going to do that..

Ok that was short..

California and Illinois. Possibly somewhere in Nebraska..on the way to Illinois..but I can't recall..

I'm watching the warner bros cartoon where Bugs pulls himself

out of a hat...

The title is the Case of the Missing Hare.

Sounds wonderful Alice....that is a beautiful part of the world.

The neighborhood I grew up in sucked monkey ass, as I am sure you have heard me allude to many times....

Although, I must say, if I had unlimited resources, I would definitely keep an apartment in the City....NY is one of a kind....no question about it....

I have traveled only a little outside the us (besides Canada) but I can definitely say Killarney and County Kerry, Ireland suits me out of the places I've been...the culture, the people, and the beauty...the weather, well, its a lot like
Portland, but it would be worth it...:)

'sall good....

A Plain Life by William Henry Davies

No idle gold -- since this fine sun, my friend,
Is no mean miser, but doth freely spend.

No prescious stones -- since these green mornings show,
Without a charge, their pearls where'er I go.

No lifeless books -- since birds with their sweet tongues
Will read aloud to me their happier songs.

No painted scenes -- since clouds can change their skies
A hundred times a day to please my eyes.

No headstrong wine -- since, when I drink, the spring
Into my eager ears will softly sing.

No surplus clothes -- since every simple beast
Can teach me to be happy with the least.

Wendy is funny...!!!

forget about healthcare

that's outrageously expensive

omg my hmo they charged me for a self breast exam

it's a flat fee...

I haven't left this country...

I'm afraid to.

I can't fly more than a couple hours...

For some reason I'm a self-hating, self-immobilized american...and i have yet to overcome that...

Party?

Alice?
I take it it was a daytime party - my transcontinental clock says it's only about nine 'o'clock there.
Good time to party this time of year. Sangria maybe. And you usually have it together to clean up before you crash - no morning horrors & exaggerated regrets, really.

Another Wendy Liebman

So I got my first bikini. Woo it's a three-piece!

It's a top, a bottom, and blindfold for you.

It's a little bit absurd to regret one's initial thoughts in

that they came up and they exist so why not?

Maybe it's the putting them on the Blog that's a bit disturbing?

"I went bowling, get this..I went to a Japanese bowling alley

we had to rent the bowling shoes but we weren't allowed to wear them inside. We had to leave them on the mat by the door.

-Wendy Liebman

-WL

I've recently gotten very spiritual.

Because the material thing isn't working out.

.

Celestial Love a poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson

(Part of Ode I)

Higher far,
Upward, into the pure realm,
Over sun or star,
Over the flickering Daemon film,
Thou must mount for love,
Into vision which all form
In one only form dissolves;
In a region where the wheel,
On which all beings ride,
Visibly revolves;
Where the starred eternal worm
Girds the world with bound and term;
Where unlike things are like,
When good and ill,
And joy and moan,
Melt into one.
There Past, Present, Future, shoot
Triple blossoms from one root
Substances at base divided
In their summits are united,
There the holy Essence rolls,
One through separated souls,
And the sunny Aeon sleeps
Folding nature in its deeps,
And every fair and every good
Known in part or known impure
To men below,
In their archetypes endure.

The race of gods,
Or those we erring own,
Are shadows flitting up and down
In the still abodes.
The circles of that sea are laws,
Which publish and which hide the Cause.
Pray for a beam
Out of that sphere
Thee to guide and to redeem.
O what a load
Of care and toil
By lying Use bestowed,
From his shoulders falls, who sees
The true astronomy,
The period of peace!
Counsel which the ages kept,
Shall the well-born soul accept.
As the overhanging trees
Fill the lake with images,
As garment draws the garment's hem
Men their fortunes bring with them;
By right or wrong,
Lands and goods go to the strong;
Property will brutely draw
Still to the proprietor,
Silver to silver creep and wind,
And kind to kind,
Nor less the eternal poles
Of tendency distribute souls.
There need no vows to bind
Whom not each other seek but find.
They give and take no pledge or oath,
Nature is the bond of both.
No prayer persuades, no flattery fawns,
Their noble meanings are their pawns.
Plain and cold is their address,
Power have they for tenderness,
And so thoroughly is known
Each others' purpose by his own,
They can parley without meeting,
Need is none of forms of greeting,
They can well communicate
In their innermost estate;
When each the other shall avoid,
Shall each by each be most enjoyed.
Not with scarfs or perfumed gloves
Do these celebrate their loves,
Not by jewels, feasts, and savors,
Not by ribbons or by favors,
But by the sun-spark on the sea,
And the cloud-shadow on the lea,
The soothing lapse of morn to mirk,
And the cheerful round of work.
Their cords of love so public are,
They intertwine the farthest star.
The throbbing sea, the quaking earth,
Yield sympathy and signs of mirth;
Is none so high, so mean is none,
But feels and seals this union.
Even the tell Furies are appeased,
The good applaud, the lost are eased.

Love's hearts are faithful, but not fond,
Bound for the just, but not beyond;
Not glad, as the low-loving herd,
Of self in others still preferred,
But they have heartily designed
The benefit of broad mankind.
And they serve men austerely,
After their own genius, clearly,
Without a false humility;
For this is love's nobility,
Not to scatter bread and gold,
Goods and raiment bought and sold,
But to hold fast his simple sense,
And speak the speech of innocence,
And with hand, and body, and blood,
To make his bosom-counsel good:
For he that feeds men, serveth few,
He serves all, who dares be true.

Grandiloquent Dictionary

This is the result of an ongoing project to collect and distribute the most obscure and rare words in the English language. It also contains a few words which do not have equivalent words in English. At present, the dictionary contains approximately 2700 words, though it is constantly growing.

http://www.islandnet.com/~egbird/dict/dict.htm

BB

Self Liberating Spirit

Contemplation about liberation of humans from authority

- by Max Rebel

Political Parties

A political party is an organization of individuals with common ideology or program about governing the society. Political parties yearn for power, which they seize in nations usually through forming a government, taking seats in the parliament or both. When political parties are not represented in the government, they function as opposition to the ruling parties. Political parties which do not obtain sufficient votes, do not get seats in the parliament or participate in the government. In such cases they exercise their power, however limited it may be, trying to influence the parliament, the government and the general public through publications and broadcasts, meetings, demonstrations and other campaigns, or by making alliances with other parties.

The famous one-dimensional left-right ideological scale of political parties originates from the seating arrangements of the 1789 French National Assembly, where Third Estate consisted of revolutionaries and sat on the left side, and members of the First Estate, the nobles, sat on the right. The left-right scale in modern times is intended to describe political parties' power basis, affiliations and programs:

- the right wing consists of conservative, religious and/or rich people, working for preserving the existing unequal and unjust distribution of social and economic power, or restoring earlier, even more unequal, social systems, the extreme right being fascists, nazis, racists and other militarists trying to impose a centralized rule of the brutes, based on criteria as wealth, religion, race, ethnicity, or family linkage;

- the left wing is the power elite pretending to represent less wealthy people, more liberal, allegedly working for reforms improving the conditions of lower classes, extreme left is holding radical or revolutionary programs about one party dictatorship, often using the words communism, socialism, leninism, marxism as excuse, cover and trick of confusion in their project for taking the power within the state.

All political parties, no matter how left or right they are placed on the deceptive ideological scale, are statist, they protect the state and use it for promoting own corrupt agenda of governing. Power and government is the dream and the Holiness of political parties. They want power over the people, they want to rule, they want to oppress and exploit the subjects of the state, not substantially different from what and how a monarch does. The monarch places itself on the throne and then brainwashed and/or terrified subservient herd of humans accept it, while the party leaders are elevated to that position with contribution from sponsors and voters from the same herd. Political parties are well adopted to, and integrated into, the state hierarchy, their supreme goal is not freedom or justice for all, but power and privileges to the party bosses, their sponsors and wirepullers. Not only parties' programs, but also their internal organizational design is perfectly suited for their task of taking the state power or taking part in it: they are hierarchical, they are controlled by a centralized authority.

Political parties are tools of the wealthy and/or influential people for grabbing the central power in the state, or influencing and controlling it as much as possible. The wealthy and/or powerful elite of the ruling class is sometimes directly represented inside the elite of political parties, but more often they stand behind the scenes as backers, supplying the party leadership with money, contacts and instructions. The political party leadership, party's inner power clique, holds the handles of control and makes the most significant moves, when a large number of phoney careerist party members are doing disservice to naive electors by taking part in leaders' complot for power, and presenting it as democracy. If the powerless people could realize how boundlessly they are cheated by political parties and their democracy, they might die of laughter, if not of depression or wrath. False and completely meaningless promises are given to voters, election campaigns are conducted requiring huge human, financial and other resources, a big propaganda machine is set in motion for one purpose: get as many votes as possible. If successful, the party leadership grabs the power and starts to plunder and rape the people - business as usual. And this is what they call democracy. If a political party boss would have at least a minimum of decency, it could openly say to its voters: don't worry about thinking, I'll do it for you, don't care about decisions, I'll make them for you, don't stress about the money, I'll take them from you and don't ever dream about freedom, because I'll control and use you, the only thing you can and should do, is to vote for me once in a while, when I call upon you.

Political parties are conjurers in a theatrical performance of pure swindle performed by the power greedy leaders and other members of the ruling class before the very eyes of manipulated, disillusioned and frightened public, who seemingly consciously and voluntarily votes for setting the party leaders on the throne and then opens its pockets and wallets, pulls down its trousers, preparing for abuse by the next pack of self-selected or elected hierarchs and a set of bloodsucking bureaucrats appointed by the latter: an outstanding example of unbelievably abominable and corrupt social culture.

http://www.maxrebel.net/self_liberating_spirit.htm#Political_Parties

do you have a hangover

?
~`ordinary's just not good enough today - olp`~
Jamesbenet

superman IS dead

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I like The complete works of Shakespeare Division I (only $750. :} and Sir Scott's Lady of the Lake amongst ALL even
Sable-Plage: Une Saison aux Bains de Mars by Madame J. Malassez. OOOoooo La La.
Tres Kewl ;)

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is it Tea Party Time? I MUST have TEA!

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LIVE on Abbey Road

kewl

Super Kewl
re: LIVE on Abbey Road
Submitted by Alice on Sat, 08/08/2009 - 11:08am.

After a night

of carousing....
Hefeweisens, Pilseners-Lagunitas has too much malt--
honey mead wine and so forth. It was great.
Still working on my poem.

Got a headache trying to navigate
this super blog.
Need to buy some food.

Come Out Tonight!

“I Hate My Cell Phone” film festival

Hello Alicious!

I think this is my very first time to your SAM SEDER blog! What a fun and happy place. Much better that it is through the lookong glass!!!!! Weeeeeeeeeeeee!!! I think I'm going to like it here!!!! 8~}

Janice Brown

....New York's not my home....

On Broadway - Claude McKay

About me young careless feet
Linger along the garish street;
Above, a hundred shouting signs
Shed down their bright fantastic glow
Upon the merry crowd and lines
Of moving carriages below.
Oh wonderful is Broadway -- only
My heart, my heart is lonely.

Desire naked, linked with Passion,
Goes trutting by in brazen fashion;
From playhouse, cabaret and inn
The rainbow lights of Broadway blaze
All gay without, all glad within;
As in a dream I stand and gaze
At Broadway, shining Broadway -- only
My heart, my heart is lonely.

Written in the Stone

Oddly, I'm watching Basic Instinct for the first time ever right now...and these pop up on my friend's facebook...

Dang she looks great!

heh - nice gams....

Conceit

It is conceit that kills us
and makes us cowards instead of gods.

Under the great Command: Know thy self, and that thou art mortal!
we have become fatally self-conscious, fatally self-important, fatally entangled in the cocoon coils of our conceit.

Now we have to admit we can't know ourselves, we can only know about ourselves.
And I am not interested to know about myself any more,
I only entangle myself in the knowing.

Now let me be myself,
now let me be myself, and flicker forth,
now let me be myself, in the being, one of the gods.

D H Lawrence

Another DH

~The Deepest Sensuality~

The profoundest of all sensualities
is the sense of truth
and the next deepest sensual experience
is the sense of justice.

=David Herbert Lawrence=

oooooo...

...very nicely done Alice....

Perseverance...

"What is to give light must endure burning."

Viktor Frankl

Thx, cent...

What do you think about life before and life since the Internet and Web?

To me it seems like carrying around "the world" with me...I'm aware of the groups of people who aren't on here as well...but still...the online world feels pretty large and encompassing...like having extra brains around when you need em...

*

http://anyones-guess.com/listenhere/madworld.mp3

Coupla Brat Pack Tunes

http://aquariumdrunkard.org/songs/04%20Pretty%20in%20Pink.mp3

http://aquariumdrunkard.org/songs/Dont%20You%20(Forget%20About%20Me).mp3

Me? No.

-do you have a hangover
Submitted by jbenet on Sat, 08/08/2009 - 8:47am.

?-

To me the internet is like living in a library....

one that is perpetually updated with new volumes and periodicals as they are released...

It is not so much a brain, but a huge living reference book of events and thoughts and cultures and perspectives....

It provides me with raw data to ingest and process, like crunchy vegetables, it gives my brain something to chew on, on any subject that takes my fancy, till my heart's content.....

I read a lot...too much, maybe....I always have....I've been a news junky my whole life. The internet just makes it easier....and harder....

Sigur Ross

Sigur Ros - Sæglópur (HD)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zgEGVKwURKc

Sæglópur, á lífi
Kominn heim
Sæglópur, á lífi
Kominn heim
þaõ kemur kafari
Komin heim
þaõ kemur kafari
Komin heim

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

A lost seafarer, alive
Has returned home
A lost seafarer, alive
Has returned home
A diver comes
Has returned home
A diver comes
Has returned home

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4S1fs5zT3c

http://dedroidify.blogspot.com/2009/08/sigur-ros-sglopur.html

Not for me..

it's that whole static v dynamic thing....Sure the physical library gets updated...the internet and web are a Living Library maybe? That's really why I work so hard to make computer literate neighbors of the people who use computers the library...

I see what you mean about this part -a huge living reference book of events and thoughts and cultures and perspectives-...

I think, at my work, that the reference people (only one being an actual Librarian) use both the internet and physical stuff to answer queries...

I think it's time for some food..bbl...

IRVING AARONSON

http://musicformaniacs.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-just-wild-about-irving-aa...

I was listening to an album of '20s music that I found in a thrift store recently, and a song called "I'm Just Wild About Animal Crackers" jumped out at me. It was like something the Bonzo Dog Band would have recorded - a hilarious, high energy, completely wacked-out jazz novelty of absurd lyrics and ludicrous sound effects. Who was this guy?

His name was Irving Aaronson. A New Yorker, he was quite popular for a while in the '20s and 30s, nailing the zeitgeist on the head with a song called "Crazy Words, Crazy Tunes" that introduced the once-ubiquitous phrase "vo-do-de-o." I never knew that phrase actually came from somewhere. I thought it was just something people said at the time, like "yo, whassup?"

Even though heavyweights like Artie Shaw and Gene Krupa played in his band, jazz snobs tend to dismiss him for the same reasons that I like him. Early jazz is full of, to quote Aaronson, crazy words and crazy tunes. When (and why) did jazz lose it's sense of humor?

Unfortunately, Aaronson's music has apparently never been compiled. One or two songs here and there are in print, including, perhaps inevitably, on Woody Allen soundtracks. It's tragic that the likes of Spike Jones and Raymond Scott live on, and this guy's so obscure. Fortunately, nice people in internet land have collected many of his 78s.

Irving Aaronson & His Commanders: "I'm Just Wild About Animal Crackers"

Plenty of his other songs are almost as cracked. I just love that he has a song called "Waffles." "Waffles" is a funny-sounding word, isn't it? The tune lives up to the title.

Irving Aaronson & His Commanders: "Waffles"

As much as I appreciate collectors posting these records on-line, I do think they sometimes go a little overboard with the noise-reduction. A little surface noise is fine by me, especially when the alternative is an un-natural warped sound. These Irving Aaronson collections are generally (though not totally) well-recorded, but I'm still hoping for a proper collection with an info booklet, etc.

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Abigail Grush

http://www.myspace.com/abigailgrush

Abigail Grush
Barsuk Records

Seattle's Abigail Grush (Abby to her friends) plays some of the most infectiously off-the-wall pop music you'll ever hear -- if you can even call it pop music; it might be a little too weird to qualify. Each of her bouncy wacky numbers is a stew of unexpected sounds and influences, ranging from pop to No Wave to country to avant-jazz to Brechtian musical theater to Saturday morning cartoon music. Like some of her obvious sources of inspiration -- The Fugs, Frank Zappa, Captain Beefheart, The Residents, Laurie Anderson -- Grush clearly considers no style off-limits. She and her band employ a breathtakingly vast array of instruments, including clarinet, violin, mandolin, French horn, accordion, slide whistle, and glockenspiel, and incorporate a remarkable number of disparate sounds into tight, action-packed compositions that brim with a crazy, brilliant logic which borders on complete madness. Grush's remarkably elastic voice and loopy lyrics make her eclectic sound complete. Imagine Alice in Wonderland updated for the twenty-first century and set to music and you'll have an idea of this music's vivid nuttiness.

The Animated Egg - Guitar Freakout

(1967-1968 us instrumental psych exploitation with guitarrist Jerry Cole remaster edition - MP3 320K and FLAC)

The late L.A. session guitar genius Jerry Cole has long been worshipped for his work with everyone from the Beach Boys and the Byrds to Frank Sinatra and Elvis Presley and by surf fans as the leader of the Spacemen.

But unbeknownst to many, Cole was also the driving force behind the Animated Egg, a fictitious band whose lone, self-titled 1967 LP is one of the greatest psychedelic exploitation records ever to hit the budget bins of U.S. chain stores—and eventually the want lists of big-spending DJs and collectors.

Comprised of splashy, fuzz-drenched “Now Sound” instrumental groovers, The Animated Egg easily lives up to both the eBay hype and the promise of its evocative track titles: “Sure Listic,” “Sock It My Way,” “Sippin’ and Trippin’,” and—yes indeed—“I Said, She Said, Ah Cid.”

In addition to the rare self-titled LP by the Animated Egg, this collection also includes cuts by other related Cole projects: the Projection Company, the Generation Gap, T. Swift & the Electric Bag, and the Stone Canyon Rock Group.

Sourced from the original analog masters, Sundazed’s glorious CD and high-definition double-LP vinyl editions of this hallowed prize are a must for turntablists and brain-trippers alike.

MP3 320k:
=> Audio @320k bitrate
=> Artwork at 600 DPI.
password: xara

Love is Blue

(No subject)

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http://www.extremefunnyhumor.com/pics/body%20painting.jpg

http://thechive.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/beautiful-nude-bodypaint-8.jpg

http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ST0ghZEPa8I/R7YOhYxDhdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2b0EjML3mok/s400/hot_babe_body_painting6.jpg

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“Antarctica” by Men

“Antarctica” by Men Without Hats

""
'Take off your hat,' the King said to the Hatter.

'It isn't mine,' said the Hatter.

'Stolen!' the King exclaimed, turning to the jury, who instantly made a memorandum of the fact.

'I keep them to sell,' the Hatter added as an explanation; 'I've none of my own. I'm a hatter.'

~`ordinary's just not good enough today - olp`~
Jamesbenet

Mornin' guys...

you said

"back to the party" the other night.
I drank two heinkin last tues. eve and
woke up with a neck/headache.

~`ordinary's just not good enough today - olp`~
Jamesbenet

Crop Circles decoded?

Link


Crop Circles decoded?

"Beware the bearers of false gifts
& their broken promises
Much pain but still time
There is good out there
We oppose deception
Conduit closing"

Thanks Harten 8

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The Candyman

(No subject)

Do not play this in front of your kitties...unless you are in

the mood for "entertainment"...I'm not sure exactly what is being stirred up in the cats...but while entertaining, they don't look so calm or content...so I turned it off...
http://pscelebrities.com/mrr/CatsLoveSong.mp3

Sometimes

.



An oldie...

15 minutes quality fucking
by Nebula33©

15 minutes quality fucking.

Fast thrust against the wall.

Forget whispered sweet nothing.

And fervent promises to call.

15 minutes of guilt free fucking.

Straddled like an irate bronco.

Hold tight through the bucking..

Ride hard, the sexual rodeo..

..

amfi` d? u?'dwr
psy^xron w?'nemos kela'di di? y?'sdwn
mali'nwn, ai?ðussome'nwn de` fu'llwn
kw^ma kata'rrei.

And by the cool stream the breeze murmurs through apple branches and slumber pours down from quivering leaves.

By the cool water the breeze murmurs, rustling
Through apple branches, while from quivering leaves
Streams down deep slumber.

This beautiful fragment is quoted by Hermogenes about A.D. 170. Demetrius, about A.D. 150, says that it is part of Sappho's description of the garden of the nymphs.

http://www.sacred-texts.com/cla/sappho/sappho0.htm#5

Your Feet, by Pablo Neruda


When I cannot look at your face
I look at your feet.
Your feet of arched bone,
your hard little feet.
I know that they support you,
and that your sweet weight
rises upon them.
Your waist and your breasts,
the doubled purple
of your nipples,
the sockets of your eyes
that have just flown away,
your wide fruit mouth,
your red tresses,
my little tower.
But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.

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Yee Haw ! ;)

"Hello to our friends and fans in domestic surveillance."

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Yeee Haaaw

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Johnny Depp - The Mad Hatter - Tim Burton - Billie Holiday

Johnny Depp - The Mad Hatter - Tim Burton - Billie Holiday
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“They Can't Take That Away From Me” by Billie Holiday
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~`ordinary's just not good enough today - olp`~
Jamesbenet

-All the Hemispheres-

-All the Hemispheres-

Leave the familiar for a while.
Let your senses and bodies stretch out

Like a welcomed season
Onto the meadow and shores and hills.

Open up to the Roof.
Make a new watermark on your excitement
And love.

Like a blooming night flower,
Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness
And giving
Upon our intimate assembly.

Change rooms in your mind for a day.

All the hemispheres in existence
Lie beside an equator
In your heart.

Greet Yourself
In your thousand other forms
As you mount the hidden tide and travel
Back home.

All the hemispheres in heaven
Are sitting around a fire
Chatting

While stitching themselves together
Into the Great Circle inside of
You.

Hafiz

http://www.astrodreamadvisor.com/Hafiz.html

1320 to 1389, a beautiful, mystic, Sufi poet from Persia
[that's Iran]

~`ordinary's just not good enough today - olp`~
Jamesbenet

I ♥ Hafiz...

Thanks, JB... very nice and good...

and I love that Billie song too...I think I like I Cover The Waterfront most of hers...good memories... :)

Pee-wee Herman returns to the stage!

Pee-wee Herman returns to the stage!

“The Pee-wee Herman Show” LIVE ONSTAGE IN HOLLYWOOD

08.10.2009 – Limited Engagement – 17 Performances Only
Begins November 8 – Press Opening November 19
The Music Box @ Fonda

Tickets go on sale Tuesday, August 11 at 8 am
At all Ticketmaster Outlets, ticketmaster.com,
and by phone at (800)745-3000

August 10, 2009 - The SECRET WORD is FUN! Live onstage in Hollywood, “The Pee-wee Herman Show,” starring Paul Reubens, will have a limited engagement beginning November 8, 2009, at The Music Box @ Fonda. Press opening is Thursday, November 19, 2009.

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Page the Village Idiot - "Hey, Bin Laden" (live)

Hi, Alice. :o)

Twiiter Online Book Club

Book Club on Twitter...Tweet It, Just Tweet It August 3, 2009 - 5:33pm — birdie From Shelf Awareness and The Book Studio: NOTE - NEW DATE & NEW INFO. FOR BOOKCLUB(see below)... For readers intrigued by the challenge of a book discussion in 140 characters or less, the Twitter Book Club has chosen Elizabeth Strout's Olive Kitteridge for its next meeting, August 10, 2009 at 9:00 pm Eastern Time. Grab your copy of Olive Kitteridge: Fiction, a glass or mug of your favorite beverage, and join us. Olive Kitteridge was the 2009 Pulitzer Prize winner for fiction. We're thrilled to announce that Elizabeth Strout, the author of Olive Kitteridge, will be participating in the discussion as well! Questions? Post a comment below, ask on Twitter (@thebookmaven or @booksquare), or even use good old email: bethanne at thebookstudio dotcom. The online book club meets live on Twitter on the second and third Monday of every month and is co-hosted by the Book Studio's Bethanne Patrick and and Kassia Krozser of Booksquare.

Heya, SR, ET..etc...

:)

Abraham-Hicks: "People Come Into Your Life for a Reason"

L&A&xoxXxox,... ;o)

That was beautiful, ET

Incredible images too...I loved the one with the tall-ship in the air...way cool...

and THANK YOU as well...(reason, season, or lifetime...)

xoxo

100

You're welcome, Alice....

Thank you. xoxox...

♫♪♪♫♪

Cool, Leah

An Alice pic I've never seen..! That's fun... :)

RZA The Birth

Love Sex Magic

Justin Timberlake feat. Ciara -

The Mind UNDERSTANDS, The Heart KNOWS

The Mind UNDERSTANDS, The Heart KNOWS
"So the mind is where all these illusions of separation are. The mind is where you hold all the complex constructs that allow you to play the games you are playing. The mind is the place of all these understandings and complexities. The mind analyses and engages in reductive reasoning.

"The mind UNDERSTANDS.

"However...

"The heart KNOWS.

"Your heart is your path through all illusions. Your heart is connected directly to The One and to the greatest truth of all which is The Oneness of All. If you stop all the babble of your mind. If you silence all the noise in your being. If you learn to just SHUT UP long enough to hear what your heart has to say then you will hear it crying out in longing for ONENESS. For the infinite, overwhelming, blissful love of The One.

"Your heart knows and has never forgotten this greatest truth.

"Can you feel it?

"Can you go to your heart and know this to be true?"

---
8, through Zingdad, in THE ASCENSION PAPERS.
You can read more from 8 on Zingdad's website.

http://www.zingdad.com/writings.html

http://bluemonkeyisland.blogspot.com/2009/08/mind-understands-heart-know...

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