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Altar of Love
Tantalizing,
the sweep
of thy veil
stolen breath
Mystery,
lurking behind
thy dark kohl
eyes, while
hunger lays
inside
Lingering,
perfume;
as a ghost
passing through
the room
Captivated,
by your essence
twisting like a fire
within my soul
Oh Priestess!
upon thy knees before thee divine beauty, that I may be saved. | ||
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| Bivouac: 1. an encampment under little or no shelter ususally for a short time. 2. camping out for a night; a temporary shelter or settlment.
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| As much as I ravenlously hate Bush, I am sure most of you have heard the story about his dog biting the reporter, becasue everyone has been playing it. And it is just ridiculous, becasue now they are saying how the guy who got bit now has to get rabbie shots. First of all, personal feelings aside, does anyone legetimately beleive that the preisidents dog. The dog that has been living in the whitehouse acutally could possibly have rabbies? Or have been exposed to rabbies? And secound of all, you usually only have to get a rabbies shot if if cannot be varrified that the dog that bit you had had its current up to date vaccinations. Reguardless of how I feel about Bush, I find it hard to beleive that his dog hasn't had all of its proper shots. There is just no reason why he would acutally need to get rabbies shots for this. Unless they do things differnetly in different states.
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I loved this, and think it does speak of a lot of truth
The cheif mourner does not always attend the funeral--Ralph Waldo Emerson
Runners up:
Never mistake knowlege for wisdom. One helps you make a living, the other helps you make life ~ Sandra Carey
Life is so constructed, that the event does not, cannot, will not, match the expectation ~ Charlotte Bronte
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Ok I just thought this was a hysterical Sara Palin joke on the Daily Show
Sara Palin is so dumb, she thinks billboards are postcards from giants.
Something about that just really cracked me up. | ||
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The Cypress Trees
Death is spoken
in whispers
beneath the cypress
trees
Symbols of age old
wisdom once worn
on the crown of kings
A philosopher's reflection
and a bards woeful tale
lingered aroma
of forbidden affairs
Here the old sages
stood, watching
the ages pass
Purveyors of myth
known by the Greeks
and ancient Druids
Shade for slaves
and servants
when dawn has fallen
into dusk
the cypress trees
trade secrets
with the moon. | ||
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Black Daisy
Black daises
like this black
love of mine
surely begin
to dwindle and die
carried away upon
the wind
Seeds of all
that remain
to fall upon
this black earth
Where maybe
they will come
to birth
A poison fruit
or an untold truth | ||
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While it is a wonderful day for the Country. It may yet prove to be a shameful day for California.
Proposistion 8 which I have mentioned here a couple of times but just to recap is the Prop that wants to change the U.S. state consistution in order to make it illegal for gays to marry, right now is in the lead to pass. While there are still many votes yet to be counted and it cannot be called. It does not look good as things currently stand. | ||
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Ok I only have one thing to say
BARAK OBAMA WON THE PRSIDENCY!!!
For the first time ever, I can say it acutally feels good to be an American. As you have all known I have always been something of an anti-patirot. But today this country has made me proud.
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I have become obcessed and fascinated with what has come to be known as the "lost generation." I am taking an English class in the American novel, from 1914-1945 I think it is. And the so called "lost generation" were primiarly the Americans, those that had some personal experince with the war, WW1, and what the effects of the ward did to them. After the war was over, they felt all of thier old vaules, and what they once knew of the world was shattered. They had both inner as well as physcial scars. After the things they wittnissed, the things they lost, and the things they had to do, they felt as if morality had shattered around them, they became numb inside and no longer did anything truly mean anything anymore. As well, there was the difficulty in adjusting after the war, they could no longer return to and adapt to a normal life, in order to "feel" anything again, they needed that excitement, that adventure.
Many of them became what were known as ex-patriots because they stayed over in Europe and just wondered around aimlessly, they did not feel they could return home again after what they have been through. Many of them formed these little artists communities and became writers or painters, and it was from them that a lot of "mondenization" and exprirmental stuff began to explode.
For my Englist class we read The Sun Also Rises, though I had already read the book before, reading it again, and thinking about it on a deeper level, and discussing it, the book really came to have a strong impact upon me, when I thought of what the characters in the book really represented. As the story is about a group of this sort of lost generation. And thinking about the motives of the characters for why they truly are how they are. It really is a remarkable story but when it seeps in it is also terribly depressing. But it left a lasting impression upon me.
Then in my History class, I was reading about the new generation or Mexcian-Americans, the children of the Mexican immigrants, those that were born in the US with parents that came from Mexico, and it was around the same time as the war in the 1940's and the children of the immigrants, they formed there own little sub-culture which reminded me in a lot of ways of the lost generation and which I found to be quite interesting. They were called the Zoot-Suiters becasue they tended to dress in the popular fassion of the day, which many are familair with the old zoot sutis, and the 40's fasion, but with the new genration of Mexicans, they really exgerated the style to make it thier own and to stand apart from the others, and they reason they formed this little gang of theres was becasue they were trapped between two different worlds, neither of which excepted them. Becasue they did not have the old world vaules of thier parents they were disaproved of by the old generation, but becasue of prejudice and discrimination they were not embraced in the dominant Anglo culture either. So they created this little world of thier own where they could idenifty with each other and find some sort of unity. | ||
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I really liked this and thought it was quite stunning.
Artist: Joanna Barnum
Gallery: http://www.epilogue.net/cgi/database/art/list.pl?gallery=2711&genre=2 | ||
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| We are linked by blood, and blood is memory without language ~ Joyce Carol Oates | ||
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Living Dead
I die inside myself
bit by bit rot away
given into the decay
And my skin
charred to ash
like dust in the wind
blows away. | ||
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| I just heard the coolist new story. I think it is totally awsome. I first heard about it on SNL, when they do thier little news segement and so I googled it to find out more information. In a cafe in Japan there is a potted plant which now has its own blog. It is hooked up to special senors which are attached to a computer, and the computer translates the plants daily feelings, moods, and thoughts. I had wanted to find the link to the blog itself, but it seems as if the blog is not acutally broadcast over the internet, or if so no one has released the link for it. And it is only readable in person by those that are acutally in the cafe. | ||
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Well I have this on going saga and becasue it is starting to get interesting and amusing, and becasue nothing is going on right now, I thought I would post it here. I had orignally began posting it in another blog of mine, and sense I do not feel like retyping what I wrote I am just going to post it here as I did in my other blog, and this is something that has been going on over a few days, so I sill just post it in segements.
Day 1
I think I am about to be accused of being a racist in my history class. I am taking a history class about Mexican-Americans, and the Southwest, and it is an online class, and we have this message bored for the class where we have discussions based upon our readings in which we can post anything we want in the reading for that week, and analysis certain passages, give are interpretations, and such of the like.
So in one of the books Mexicanos: A History of Mexicans in the United States by Gonzales, he had this section comparing Mexican immigrants to European immigrants and was talking about how today many European immigrants have now moved into the middle class while Mexican immigrants remain in working class, and he suggested that his has to do with continual racism of the Anglos. And he also did not differentiate between immigrants and illegal immigrants. So I was just like, I disagree with Gonzales, and while I will not deny that there is still existing racism, the fact is that many Mexicans do not make any attempts to adapt to American culture and while no one has to completely give up their own roots, if one is going to move to another country they should be prepared to adjust to that culture. And the fact is many of them do not learn to speak English, so there are other factors as to why Mexicans may not be moving ahead. And also, the truth is many of the Mexicans in migratory work are illegal immigrants, and while they should not be exploited, illegal immigrants should not be given the same entitlements as an immigrant who goes through the process to become a US citizens. And I have a feeling that is not going to be a popular view. Day 2
Ok it is official.
I had the first person tell me that my views were racist, and bias, and accused me of saying that Anglo culture was superior to Mexican culture. Then he accused me of saying that illegal immigrants were lazy, which I did not say anything remotely close to that. Day 3
Hahaha, ok that was just too hysterical. So my "little frined" in response to my counter-argument against his accusations that I am rasist, continues to try and put words in my mouth I did not say, and continues to go out of his way to misunderstand me.
But the best part is, he says he calls upon me to retract my statements? HA! Or what? He has zero power and authority over me. What is he going to do if I do not retract my statements? Continue to think I am a rascist? Psh! As if I all of all people care what some random douchebag thinks of me. If that is what makes him happy then he can go ahead. While I get the pleasure of knowing I am irritating him, I can sit back and laugh at whatever he wants to say about me, becasue I simply do not care. At times like this being a misanthrope comes in handy, becasue you do not take things like this personally. You just get a sadistic pleasure from it. Stay tuned to fine out what happens next! | ||
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Aftermath Broken trees stand sentinel over the graven land where the ash snows down upon the subtle gray Somewhere a bird caws in no pretty voice where even the lost souls slip away and shadows slide into the arid cracked land The sky cast always in a shallow black where no sun grasps out or moon pulse as a Jude beacon Not even the welcome pitch in which the stars glimmer offering only illusioned wishes Only this bland voidness, where nothing grows. | ||
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I find this paitning stunning, and thought this was a beautiful representation of natural beauty by Felix Vallotton
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Dark Lady
Her eyes spoke of diamonds
as she looked into the sky
but her love I knew was illusion
a vision I wished would never die
Her hair was like a dream
bedecked in twilight
while her voice would sing
a lament of ethereal beings
But within her soul I knew
shadows dwelled
for she lived in an ebony tower
constructed of graven bone
Her heart was chilled deep as ice
and when she smiled fear
inspired, trembling to the core
But my adoration she always
had, and where she led I followed
her beauty was that of an
enchantress
And I knew someday she
would have my heart out
but like a child I was lost
when not under her guiding hand. | ||
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One of the things which annoys me about Modern society is the tendency of people to be, egosocitistical, yes I made that up but it is the best way I could thing to term the word. And what I mean is the tendencies for society to presume that everything is a product of modern society, that any little problem, or eccentricity, is blamed upon the state of the modern world, and is blamed on this that or the other thing, and seen as some horrible consequence of the modern world and everyone wants to look back to this idealistic "golden age" in which these sorts of things did not exist and which everything was better. The problem is 9 times out of 10, these things are not in fact products of the age, but they are reoccurring events/situations. They may fluctuate, ebb and flow, there may be times when they are more prominent, but it does not change the fact they were not birthed by the modern age, but they are in fact historically rooted.
So what am I talking about in particular today? Metrosextuality, I am sure by now most of you have heard that term. Just recently I had heard someone talking about how one of the results of feminism now is the emasculation of men, and the tendency to discourage masculine behavior, and make men more effeminate and I have heard other such things many times before. And of course it is all taken in the view as being some new thing that is a product of this age. The problem is, that simply is not true. Now the term Metrosexual is a modern invention, but the concept behind it is not something new. It was not created by the modern age, and it is a pre-existing condition. Perhaps some of you are familiar with the term Dandy and for those who are not, you probably know where I am going with this. Dandyisim was particularly popular in the late 18th to early 19th century. And what is a dandy you may ask? Well a dandy was a man whom put a great deal of emphasis upon his physical appearance, who spend a lot of attention to his personal grooming, knew all the high, popular fashion, and always dressed in the best most up to date clothing. They were men who typically tended to be very effeminate in nature and they typically came from the middle class but had an eye for the autocracy and were often trying to get into such circles. Dandies favored activities of luxury, they enjoyed socializing and going to balls, and the opera. They had very refined tastes. Here are some Dandy quotes
A Dandy is a clothes-wearing Man, a Man whose trade, office and existence consists in the wearing of Clothes. Every faculty of his soul, spirit, purse, and heroically consecrated to this one object, the wearing of Clothes wisely and well: so that the others dress to live, he lives to dress ... And now, for all this perennial Martyrdom person is, and Poesy, and even Prophecy, what is it that the Dandy asks in return? Solely, we may say, that you would recognise his existence; would admit him to be a living object; or even failing this, a visual object, or thing that will reflect rays of light.... - Thomas Carlyle, "The Dandiacal Body", in Sartor Resartus One should either be a work of Art, or wear a work of Art - Oscar Wilde
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I have to say, one thing I have discovered is that as much as I do love literature and as much as I read, and read a vast majority of different things, I do not truly fit in with an Intellectual crowd. As mentioned before I belong to this Literary forum and well I enjoy discussing the books, and enjoy a few discussion groups, and well I love to argue with everyone else, my views are often askew from that of everyone else. And what the problem is that most of those intellectual types, they are all so, what is the word I want, well I guess "humane" or soft, kind of bleeding heartish, overly empathetic, very "turn the other cheek" or "don't judge others" type of thing. Like a lot of them don't believe in the death penalty and they actually believe that world peace might someday be possible. Very idealistic. Pacifists, that is what many of them are, while I am far more aggressive in my general nature. At heart I am just too much of a barbarian to be an intellectual. I have a much harder-edged view upon things and I don't have a whole lot, (ok I don't really have any) sympathy for those who I deem as not deserving it. A lot of them are also very snobbish in ways. I am the total rebel. Someone started this discussion all about revenge and whether it is a good thing or a bad, and of course I am all for revenge. I am a proponent of an Eye for an Eye, but everyone else is like oh revenge is so wrong, and you should forgive people, and then a couple of people wanted to talk about how the death penalty is really just a form of revenge and how a society that says murder is wrong should not have the death penalty. All the usual arguments. But I say, if someone kills another person in cold blood. Fry Their Ass! and if is just an act of revenge, who cares, I don't give a damn about their life and to me it is worth nothing. As for forgiveness. Pshaw, I don't forgive until I have had retribution. Then someone tried to take this idiotic completely literal interpretation of an eye for an eye, about "Well if someone raped one of your loves ones, you would you really respond by raping someone in their family? And I said, no, but I think death is a perfectly justifiable punishment for rape. Then they were like isn't death for rape upping the ante? And I say, no, it is perfectly legitimate. | ||
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