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      <title>my first blog</title>
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      <description>&lt;div&gt;My friend Carensa is doing a photofire documentary for tech and wanted us to write a blurb to go with the pics&#xD;
"how we started, why we burn"&#xD;
...made me think&#xD;
here's what I came up with...&#xD;
I don't remember much of my childhood    &#xD;
 ....but I've always remembered the clown&#xD;
In a cheesy low budget circus&#xD;
I would have been about five&#xD;
...a cynic already&#xD;
He had a wick suspended between his legs&#xD;
and did a corny comic routine in his big clown feet&#xD;
I can still...&#xD;
smell the kero&#xD;
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....the fire eater at a school fair when I was around 10&#xD;
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I spent a bit of time on Waiheke and met a few burners&#xD;
saw a little drunken fire breathing&#xD;
played with some practice poi a dear old girlfriend who was getting into fire gave me&#xD;
never saw a show&#xD;
...kinda got me thinking&#xD;
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Then one day&#xD;
...home alone&#xD;
a bottle of fuel&#xD;
     an old towel&#xD;
         and a broomstick.......&#xD;
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The heat on your arms&#xD;
the roaring noise of the flames&#xD;
spinning close to your head&#xD;
the smell of the fuel&#xD;
..and burning hair&#xD;
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sooo damn funny.. that fear laughter you get...&#xD;
when you're freaked&#xD;
and just keeping it together&#xD;
the way you duck and laugh your dumb head off when it goes wrong&#xD;
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"The Moment of Flight"&#xD;
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...there's a french term used in showjumping&#xD;
the 'bascule'&#xD;
the arc&#xD;
...that  moment when your horse is at the apex, back arched&#xD;
forelegs tucked under&#xD;
that weightless, perfect moment...&#xD;
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the time my roadbike became airborne unexpectedly...&#xD;
for what seemed like an eternity&#xD;
flying down MY beach on Dazz&#xD;
a stormy, overcast, day&#xD;
waves crashing, miles of empty beach in front&#xD;
flowing extended trot, feet out of the stirrups and arms in a jesus christ pose&#xD;
drizabone flapping around me like black wings &#xD;
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have a few of 'those' moments etched forever&#xD;
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sometimes the fire is like that&#xD;
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everything flows..&#xD;
you're in the moment&#xD;
..aware of nothing else&#xD;
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anyway...&#xD;
did the fire by myself for a few years. Searched out everything I could.&#xD;
....The net is a wonderful thing &#xD;
Taught my self firebreathing,eating ...that first time still blows me away!!&#xD;
Went to a few jam nights in Auck. Asked questions&#xD;
bought a small staff on k road then made my own toys mad scientist styley&#xD;
bigger and bigger&#xD;
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a jedi makes his own sword...&#xD;
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ffwd a few years...&#xD;
went to do a poi workshop and met up with Donna&#xD;
....fire friend Flame from Poizone&#xD;
the next week we did a show and blew them away&#xD;
what a buzzy, feeling! Started gigging with her and having fun&#xD;
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had a sad time in my life and a good friend took me along to Splore&#xD;
held at one of my old stomping grounds. A magick place&#xD;
just what I needed!!!         Thank you universe&#xD;
Met Fireman Sam and some other cool, relaxed, out there, creative, truly happy people&#xD;
met up again at Littleweed and took my toys&#xD;
Jammed, laughed&#xD;
hate Sam,&#xD;
...first time he picked up the double excessively long hellwhips he fucking rocked&#xD;
gay   ...In the best possible pc way&#xD;
made him some whips&#xD;
had to...&#xD;
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 Then thing just started happening. That "Put it out to the Universe, The Secret  thing?"  ...Who knows&#xD;
Through his crazy enthusiasm I met some of the best people I've had in my life&#xD;
People who love getting out there&#xD;
in beautiful places, jamming, having fun, laughing with&#xD;
...and at each other&#xD;
that whole "what could POSSIBLY go wrong? chicks dig scars, show pony, poi is for effeminate people" thing&#xD;
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thanks fire friends, burners, muso's, camera jockeys, groovy people ....real people&#xD;
in the order I met them...&#xD;
Joel the cynic, Tamara the worst safety girl I know, Donna Flame, Spiritual Wahinetoa Debbie, Full moon Kal and Nick, Deadpan biting humour  Annah, The funtimes Tony and Mitch, Hellguitarman Adam, Leo the fireydancinglionman, Beautiful lady Zara, Dreadlock Joel, Groovy Carensa, Drummerboy Chewy, Sweet Marie, Pretty Amy, Bex of many talents, Brazierdidge Dale, Rhian that seems to keep popping up in my life, Handsome led boy Ross, Nunchaku Gadgit, Myles the mad inventor, Whiplady Wendy, Free spirits Sketch &amp;amp; Doom Kitten,  Gorgeous people Juggling Jim and Karen, Firey Carmel, Kylie one of the nicest people I have met, Rachel a lady of Magick places and everyone else who has shared my journey...&#xD;
oh.... and Sam : )&#xD;
My brother of the flame&#xD;
fucking love you dude&#xD;
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..seems like a lifetime of experiences packed into a few months&#xD;
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so many more images in my head now&#xD;
of awesome, fun  times, people, places&#xD;
.....moments of flight&#xD;
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..guess that's why I 'do fire' Carensa&#xD;
thanks for getting me to think about this&#xD;
and get it down in black and white&#xD;
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      <pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 06:13:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jack the muss</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-10-23T06:13:16Z</dc:date>
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