Celebration of
the union of all spheres of consciousness inseparably, and the recognition of the sovereignity of consciousness.
Infinite in all directions. This is how life appears to me.
Although totally content with the circumstances of my life, I am opening to the acceptance of all sorts of synchronous, symbolic, serendipitous astonishments.
Life has indeed conspired to shower me with blessings. Every good thing I have favored is being added unto me.
I am seeing so very clearly that there is nothing to worry about. There is only increasing understanding.
Monday, June 20, 2016
Wednesday, June 15, 2016
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
To take the world as one finds it, the bad with the good, making the best of the present moment—to laugh at Fortune alike whether she be generous or unkind—to spend freely when one has money, and to hope gaily when one has none—to fleet the time carelessly, living for love and art—this is the temper and spirit of the modern Bohemian in his outward and visible aspect. It is a light and graceful philosophy, but it is the Gospel of the Moment, this exoteric phase of the Bohemian religion; and if, in some noble natures, it rises to a bold simplicity and naturalness, it may also lend its butterfly precepts to some very pretty vices and lovable faults, for in Bohemia one may find almost every sin save that of Hypocrisy. ...
His faults are more commonly those of self-indulgence, thoughtlessness, vanity and procrastination, and these usually go hand-in-hand with generosity, love and charity; for it is not enough to be one’s self in Bohemia, one must allow others to be themselves, as well. ...
What, then, is it that makes this mystical empire of Bohemia unique, and what is the charm of its mental fairyland? It is this: there are no roads in all Bohemia! One must choose and find one’s own path, be one’s own self, live one’s own life

What, then, is it that makes this mystical empire of Bohemia unique, and what is the charm of its mental fairyland? It is this: there are no roads in all Bohemia! One must choose and find one’s own path, be one’s own self, live one’s own life

3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Tag at least 10 friends.
5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.
IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?
Milktoast
HELMET
-Aaaaagh!!Nerd!! Vanilla Ice!!!!
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Up on the roof
JAMES TAYLOR
_Yes, this is so. Aloof.
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Secret Tear
ARIA
-I guess the pain of being human adds "Wabi Sabi" to a persons aura..(Pared down to its barest essence, wabi-sabi is the Japanese art of finding beauty in imperfection and profundity in nature, of accepting the natural cycle of growth, decay, and death.)
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Your Feets Too Big
THE INKSPOTS
-I AM being critical all around? Of everyone and myself? Doh!
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Suck
KITTIE
-Oh, well, you know what they say- you've got to suck before you get good.
WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
Cantata No 4 Christ lag in Todesbanden (Christ lay in death's bonds)
J.S. BACH
-Hence my fascination with being Death or Queen of the Dead or other crazy stuff
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Mixed Emotions
ROLLING STONES
-Duh! Well No freaking wonder!!!
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
No Ordinary Love
SADE
-This is so solid that it makes death non-existent.
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Juke Box Hero
FOREIGNER
-Fun with popular culture.
WHAT IS 2+2?
Blue Bossa
George Benson
-Three is nice. I favor triangulation.
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Intro to the Spirit That Moves
BROOKE MEDICINE EAGLE
-Before I knew humans I knew this.
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Witness
PAUL ROBESON
-Oh, and keep records of various sorts, at times. For fun.
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Stoned Immaculate
THE DOORS
-Am I there yet? Close enough.
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
You're a Wonderful One
MARVIN GAYE
-I tend to like who I am looking at in the moment.
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
The Prayer
CHARLOTTE CHURCH AND JOSH GROBAN
-This happens every day, actually.
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Candy Says
BLIND MELON
-But I thought I was already dead?
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
My Favorite Things
JAMIE AEBERSOLD
-Puttering around, playing with stuff
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
The Man I Love
RAY CHARLES
_I can easily get so into someone that I neglect my hobbies and interests. Then my relationship with my Self becomes problematic and Things Get Ugly.
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Aquele Abraco (That Hug)
Caetano Veloso E Joao Gilberto
_(I do like cuddling. SSSHHHH!!!)
WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
Talking in Your Sleep
ROMANTICS
-Dream, Dream, Dream.
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
King of Pain
THE POLICE
-Human behavior puzzles me, really it does. And I tried it all so I could understand it better and I still don't quite get it.
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Cassiopeia
Joanna Newsome
-Because of Cassiopeia's vanity, Poseidon placed her in a chair which revolves around the Pole Star, so half the time she's obliged to sit upside down. He thought that Cassiopeia should not escape punishment, so he placed her in the heavens in such a position that, as she circles the celestial pole, she is upside-down for half the time.
(In Deep Space, being upside down is not a problem, however. Sorry, Poseidon!)
Topsy-Turvy. Dancing on the ceiling.
Thinking well of ones' self is not vain, anyway.
a kind of deathWednesday, May 18, 2016
Thursday, May 12, 2016
So yesterday I went to Rebecca's wedding to Jared at my brother Alan's house.
Nicole drove Maiko and I in her car along with baby Indio. Half-way to New Paltz, she noticed the "check engine" light was on and we were talking about what that might mean .
Well, we soon found out! She then noticed white smoke billowing out of the back of the car! (Nicole is very observant)
So she pulled the car to the side of the road. We all got out of the car just in case it might catch on fire. with all the baby stuff and a big umbrella because it just them began to rain.
Nicole called the police and the tow truck. The trooper came but there wasn't much he could do so he left and then after a while the tow truck came and eventually took us back to Henry Street, where we took Maiko's car to Alan's. We got there too late for the ceremony, thank goddess, because I only wanted to go for the party anyways.
The first person we encountered at Alan's was my sister Roberta. (It was POURING by this time!) She was looking for the bathroom and when she hugged be she started crying. I guess they were all crying during the ceremony, so I'm glad I' missed that part.
After that we ate food, danced shmoozed and generally had a delightful time.
Nicole drove Maiko and I in her car along with baby Indio. Half-way to New Paltz, she noticed the "check engine" light was on and we were talking about what that might mean .
Well, we soon found out! She then noticed white smoke billowing out of the back of the car! (Nicole is very observant)
So she pulled the car to the side of the road. We all got out of the car just in case it might catch on fire. with all the baby stuff and a big umbrella because it just them began to rain.
Nicole called the police and the tow truck. The trooper came but there wasn't much he could do so he left and then after a while the tow truck came and eventually took us back to Henry Street, where we took Maiko's car to Alan's. We got there too late for the ceremony, thank goddess, because I only wanted to go for the party anyways.
The first person we encountered at Alan's was my sister Roberta. (It was POURING by this time!) She was looking for the bathroom and when she hugged be she started crying. I guess they were all crying during the ceremony, so I'm glad I' missed that part.
After that we ate food, danced shmoozed and generally had a delightful time.
I can listen to him 24/7!!
As the days go by there is nothin would rather do than listen to him. He speaks my language beyond words.
I think I found my way home.
As the days go by there is nothin would rather do than listen to him. He speaks my language beyond words.
I think I found my way home.
Tuesday, May 10, 2016
Andrea Bocelli - Por ti volare
http://lyricstranslate.com/en/por-ti-volare-you-ill-fly.html#ixzz48HT4t9Za
When I live alone
I dream of an horizon
without words
In the darkness and under lights
everything is black to my eyes
if you're not with me, here
You in your world
separated from mine by an abyss
Hey, call me
I'll fly to your remote world
For you I'll fly
wait till I arrive
the end of my journey is you
to live just the two of us
For you I'll fly
through skies and seas
to your love
Opening my eyes at last
I'll live with you
When you're far away
I dream of an horizon
with no words
and I know that you're always there, there
A moon made for me
always illuminated for me
after me, after me, after me
For you I'll fly
wait till I arrive
the end of my journey is you
to live just the two of us
For you I'll fly
through skies and seas
to your love
Opening my eyes at last
I'll live with you
For you I'll fly
through skies and seas
to your love
Opening my eyes at last
I'll live with you
For you I'll fly
I'll fly...
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