Behind Blue Eyes

My Favorite Girlies in the Whole World

kkkkk — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 04:14:04 GMT

I'm really blessed to have them in my life.

I am Sam, Sam I am

kkkkk — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 04:10:55 GMT

This is the belated into to Tribe of our adorable Australian Shepherd, Samuel Wonderpet. And yes, he does know that he's cute. And it's his dog bed that Spike is scamming in the earlier post. He's eating his food, nibbling on dog cookies. He's convinced my 11 year old Maine Coon cat that he's a dog, and an alpha dog at that!

Yeah, it's a dog bed...

kkkkk — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 04:07:45 GMT

you got something to say about it?

Gandhi's Prayer for Peace

kkkkk — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 04:03:18 GMT

I think this is a good time to post this... I offer you peace. I offer you love. I offer you friendship. I see your beauty. I hear your need. I feel your feelings. My wisdom flows from the highest source. I salute that source in you. Let us work together. For unity and peace. Mahatma Gandhi

Yes, I Have Gone Over to the Dark Side! Yuck -- Facebook

kkkkk — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 06:47:33 GMT

Damn, my personal laptop is on the fritz because of a splash of strawberry milk from a dearly love little bunny rabbit of mine. Wah so no pictures! I'm on Facebook. My PG version. I think the best way is to search me with my email account surrealistgirl@gmail.com. Please just let me know you're from Tribe and your handle. I'm not as much as a friendslut as I was here. I hope Tribe keeps going. FB keeps me in touch with old friends, biz contacts, but this is where my heart is... I wanted to let you all know so you know where to find me. Much love, Robin edited because it's nice when I can spell my name correctly lol.

Mother of the World

kkkkk — Wed, 20 May 2009 01:57:35 GMT

Spending time with Will's daughter's lately has really made me think of this. I haven't really understood this until recently... Overcome any bitterness that may have come because you were not up to the magnitude of pain that was entrusted to you. Like the mother of the world who carries the pain of the world in her heart, each one of us is part of her heart, and therefore endowed with a certain measure of cosmic pain. You are sharing in the totality of that pain. You are called upon to meet it in joy instead of self-pity. Pir Vilayat Khan Found on the Bay Area Young Adult Sangha http://bayas.info/quotations.php

Comic legend Dom DeLuise dies at 75

kkkkk — Wed, 06 May 2009 00:06:58 GMT

http://www.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/Movies/05/05/obit.deluise/index.html?eref=rss_topstories That is sad. But thinking of him makes me smile; he was goofy, but very sweet. He was very poignant in Fatso.

Hmmm, I think I've had a golden shower; it wasn't quite what I expected...

kkkkk — Thu, 09 Apr 2009 05:38:39 GMT

So I put down my snuggle bunny Arwinn to sleep. It was a hectic day -- Will was stuck on the highway for 7 hours due to a chemical spill. Friend John shows up after a videography gig. Antonio's Pizza for all! I crash after Arwinn did, but forgot to do the crucial check. Mommy is finally getting serious about potty training, so I don't check the wrapper. I wake up in the morning feeling wetness in my hair, shoulder, forearm, and back. I'm kind of out of it so it takes me a minute to realize what had so drenched. Yep; accident in the middle of the night in big girl underwear. I'm surprising low-key and flip off my shirt. I do tweak and clean twice over with wipes and antibacterial soap -- but we use our mantra -- no problems. It's not a big deal. We calm her quickly and life goes on. It didn't hit me today that I passed the golden shower mark in a strange way; but it could have been worse.. She twists around mid-sleep and sometimes has her bottom near my head. It was a near miss :) Think I'll take a pass on the whole golden shower...

Monsters vs. Arwinns

kkkkk — Thu, 09 Apr 2009 05:27:10 GMT

Another day at the movies with Will and the girls Ivy, 6 and Arwinn 2. We had been sucked into the premise for the long time -- you've got monsters and aliens. Throw in some robots-- ultimate bliss. On the day we're going to see to movie Arwinn decides to make a title switch from Monsters vs. Aliens. Gotta love punny 3 year olds :)

I've Been To The Mountaintop

kkkkk — Wed, 05 Nov 2008 09:14:18 GMT

Thank you very kindly, my friends. As I listened to Ralph Abernathy and his eloquent and generous introduction and then thought about myself, I wondered who he was talking about. It's always good to have your closest friend and associate to say something good about you. And Ralph Abernathy is the best friend that I have in the world. I'm delighted to see each of you here tonight in spite of a storm warning. You reveal that you are determined to go on anyhow. Something is happening in Memphis; something is happening in our world. And you know, if I were standing at the beginning of time, with the possibility of taking a kind of general and panoramic view of the whole of human history up to now, and the Almighty said to me, "Martin Luther King, which age would you like to live in?" I would take my mental flight by Egypt and I would watch God's children in their magnificent trek from the dark dungeons of Egypt through, or rather across the Red Sea, through the wilderness on toward the promised land. And in spite of its magnificence, I wouldn't stop there. I would move on by Greece and take my mind to Mount Olympus. And I would see Plato, Aristotle, Socrates, Euripides and Aristophanes assembled around the Parthenon. And I would watch them around the Parthenon as they discussed the great and eternal issues of reality. But I wouldn't stop there. I would go on, even to the great heyday of the Roman Empire. And I would see developments around there, through various emperors and leaders. But I wouldn't stop there. I would even come up to the day of the Renaissance, and get a quick picture of all that the Renaissance did for the cultural and aesthetic life of man. But I wouldn't stop there. I would even go by the way that the man for whom I am named had his habitat. And I would watch Martin Luther as he tacked his ninety-five theses on the door at the church of Wittenberg. But I wouldn't stop there. I would come on up even to 1863, and watch a vacillating President by the name of Abraham Lincoln finally come to the conclusion that he had to sign the Emancipation Proclamation. But I wouldn't stop there. I would even come up to the early thirties, and see a man grappling with the problems of the bankruptcy of his nation. And come with an eloquent cry that we have nothing to fear but "fear itself." But I wouldn't stop there. Strangely enough, I would turn to the Almighty, and say, "If you allow me to live just a few years in the second half of the 20th century, I will be happy." Now that's a strange statement to make, because the world is all messed up. The nation is sick. Trouble is in the land; confusion all around. That's a strange statement. But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars. And I see God working in this period of the twentieth century in a way that men, in some strange way, are responding. Something is happening in our world. The masses of people are rising up. And wherever they are assembled today, whether they are in Johannesburg, South Africa; Nairobi, Kenya; Accra, Ghana; New York City; Atlanta, Georgia; Jackson, Mississippi; or Memphis, Tennessee -- the cry is always the same: "We want to be free." And another reason that I'm happy to live in this period is that we have been forced to a point where we are going to have to grapple with the problems that men have been trying to grapple with through history, but the demands didn't force them to do it. Survival demands that we grapple with them. Men, for years now, have been talking about war and peace. But now, no longer can they just talk about it. It is no longer a choice between violence and nonviolence in this world; it's nonviolence or nonexistence. That is where we are today. And also in the human rights revolution, if something isn't done, and done in a hurry, to bring the colored peoples of the world out of their long years of poverty, their long years of hurt and neglect, the whole world is doomed. Now, I'm just happy that God has allowed me to live in this period to see what is unfolding. And I'm happy that He's allowed me to be in Memphis. I can remember -- I can remember when Negroes were just going around as Ralph has said, so often, scratching where they didn't itch, and laughing when they were not tickled. But that day is all over. We mean business now, and we are determined to gain our rightful place in God's world. And that's all this whole thing is about. We aren't engaged in any negative protest and in any negative arguments with anybody. We are saying that we are determined to be men. We are determined to be people. We are saying -- We are saying that we are God's children. And that we are God's children, we don't have to live like we are forced to live. Now, what does all of this mean in this great period of history? It means that we've got to stay together. We've got to stay together and maintain unity. You know, whenever Pharaoh wanted to prolong the period of slavery in Egypt, he had a favorite, favorite formula for doing it. What was that? He kept the slaves fighting among themselves. But whenever the slaves get together, something happens in Pharaoh's court, and he cannot hold the slaves in slavery. When the slaves get together, that's the beginning of getting out of slavery. Now let us maintain unity. Secondly, let us keep the issues where they are. The issue is injustice. The issue is the refusal of Memphis to be fair and honest in its dealings with its public servants, who happen to be sanitation workers. Now, we've got to keep attention on that. That's always the problem with a little violence. You know what happened the other day, and the press dealt only with the window-breaking. I read the articles. They very seldom got around to mentioning the fact that one thousand, three hundred sanitation workers are on strike, and that Memphis is not being fair to them, and that Mayor Loeb is in dire need of a doctor. They didn't get around to that. Now we're going to march again, and we've got to march again, in order to put the issue where it is supposed to be -- and force everybody to see that there are thirteen hundred of God's children here suffering, sometimes going hungry, going through dark and dreary nights wondering how this thing is going to come out. That's the issue. And we've got to say to the nation: We know how it's coming out. For when people get caught up with that which is right and they are willing to sacrifice for it, there is no stopping point short of victory. We aren't going to let any mace stop us. We are masters in our nonviolent movement in disarming police forces; they don't know what to do. I've seen them so often. I remember in Birmingham, Alabama, when we were in that majestic struggle there, we would move out of the 16th Street Baptist Church day after day; by the hundreds we would move out. And Bull Connor would tell them to send the dogs forth, and they did come; but we just went before the dogs singing, "Ain't gonna let nobody turn me around." Bull Connor next would say, "Turn the fire hoses on." And as I said to you the other night, Bull Connor didn't know history. He knew a kind of physics that somehow didn't relate to the transphysics that we knew about. And that was the fact that there was a certain kind of fire that no water could put out. And we went before the fire hoses; we had known water. If we were Baptist or some other denominations, we had been immersed. If we were Methodist, and some others, we had been sprinkled, but we knew water. That couldn't stop us. And we just went on before the dogs and we would look at them; and we'd go on before the water hoses and we would look at it, and we'd just go on singing "Over my head I see freedom in the air." And then we would be thrown in the paddy wagons, and sometimes we were stacked in there like sardines in a can. And they would throw us in, and old Bull would say, "Take 'em off," and they did; and we would just go in the paddy wagon singing, "We Shall Overcome." And every now and then we'd get in jail, and we'd see the jailers looking through the windows being moved by our prayers, and being moved by our words and our songs. And there was a power there which Bull Connor couldn't adjust to; and so we ended up transforming Bull into a steer, and we won our struggle in Birmingham. Now we've got to go on in Memphis just like that. I call upon you to be with us when we go out Monday. Now about injunctions: We have an injunction and we're going into court tomorrow morning to fight this illegal, unconstitutional injunction. All we say to America is, "Be true to what you said on paper." If I lived in China or even Russia, or any totalitarian country, maybe I could understand some of these illegal injunctions. Maybe I could understand the denial of certain basic First Amendment privileges, because they hadn't committed themselves to that over there. But somewhere I read of the freedom of assembly. Somewhere I read of the freedom of speech. Somewhere I read of the freedom of press. Somewhere I read that the greatness of America is the right to protest for right. And so just as I say, we aren't going to let dogs or water hoses turn us around, we aren't going to let any injunction turn us around. We are going on. We need all of you. And you know what's beautiful to me is to see all of these ministers of the Gospel. It's a marvelous picture. Who is it that is supposed to articulate the longings and aspirations of the people more than the preacher? Somehow the preacher must have a kind of fire shut up in his bones. And whenever injustice is around he tell it. Somehow the preacher must be an Amos, and saith, "When God speaks who can but prophesy?" Again with Amos, "Let justice roll down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream." Somehow the preacher must say with Jesus, "The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me," and he's anointed me to deal with the problems of the poor." And I want to commend the preachers, under the leadership of these noble men: James Lawson, one who has been in this struggle for many years; he's been to jail for struggling; he's been kicked out of Vanderbilt University for this struggle, but he's still going on, fighting for the rights of his people. Reverend Ralph Jackson, Billy Kiles; I could just go right on down the list, but time will not permit. But I want to thank all of them. And I want you to thank them, because so often, preachers aren't concerned about anything but themselves. And I'm always happy to see a relevant ministry. It's all right to talk about "long white robes over yonder," in all of its symbolism. But ultimately people want some suits and dresses and shoes to wear down here! It's all right to talk about "streets flowing with milk and honey," but God has commanded us to be concerned about the slums down here, and his children who can't eat three square meals a day. It's all right to talk about the new Jerusalem, but one day, God's preacher must talk about the new New York, the new Atlanta, the new Philadelphia, the new Los Angeles, the new Memphis, Tennessee. This is what we have to do. Now the other thing we'll have to do is this: Always anchor our external direct action with the power of economic withdrawal. Now, we are poor people. Individually, we are poor when you compare us with white society in America. We are poor. Never stop and forget that collectively -- that means all of us together -- collectively we are richer than all the nations in the world, with the exception of nine. Did you ever think about that? After you leave the United States, Soviet Russia, Great Britain, West Germany, France, and I could name the others, the American Negro collectively is richer than most nations of the world. We have an annual income of more than thirty billion dollars a year, which is more than all of the exports of the United States, and more than the national budget of Canada. Did you know that? That's power right there, if we know how to pool it. We don't have to argue with anybody. We don't have to curse and go around acting bad with our words. We don't need any bricks and bottles. We don't need any Molotov cocktails. We just need to go around to these stores, and to these massive industries in our country, and say, "God sent us by here, to say to you that you're not treating his children right. And we've come by here to ask you to make the first item on your agenda fair treatment, where God's children are concerned. Now, if you are not prepared to do that, we do have an agenda that we must follow. And our agenda calls for withdrawing economic support from you." And so, as a result of this, we are asking you tonight, to go out and tell your neighbors not to buy Coca-Cola in Memphis. Go by and tell them not to buy Sealtest milk. Tell them not to buy -- what is the other bread? -- Wonder Bread. And what is the other bread company, Jesse? Tell them not to buy Hart's bread. As Jesse Jackson has said, up to now, only the garbage men have been feeling pain; now we must kind of redistribute the pain. We are choosing these companies because they haven't been fair in their hiring policies; and we are choosing them because they can begin the process of saying they are going to support the needs and the rights of these men who are on strike. And then they can move on town -- downtown and tell Mayor Loeb to do what is right. But not only that, we've got to strengthen black institutions. I call upon you to take your money out of the banks downtown and deposit your money in Tri-State Bank. We want a "bank-in" movement in Memphis. Go by the savings and loan association. I'm not asking you something that we don't do ourselves at SCLC. Judge Hooks and others will tell you that we have an account here in the savings and loan association from the Southern Christian Leadership Conference. We are telling you to follow what we are doing. Put your money there. You have six or seven black insurance companies here in the city of Memphis. Take out your insurance there. We want to have an "insurance-in." Now these are some practical things that we can do. We begin the process of building a greater economic base. And at the same time, we are putting pressure where it really hurts. I ask you to follow through here. Now, let me say as I move to my conclusion that we've got to give ourselves to this struggle until the end. Nothing would be more tragic than to stop at this point in Memphis. We've got to see it through. And when we have our march, you need to be there. If it means leaving work, if it means leaving school -- be there. Be concerned about your brother. You may not be on strike. But either we go up together, or we go down together. Let us develop a kind of dangerous unselfishness. One day a man came to Jesus, and he wanted to raise some questions about some vital matters of life. At points he wanted to trick Jesus, and show him that he knew a little more than Jesus knew and throw him off base.... Now that question could have easily ended up in a philosophical and theological debate. But Jesus immediately pulled that question from mid-air, and placed it on a dangerous curve between Jerusalem and Jericho. And he talked about a certain man, who fell among thieves. You remember that a Levite and a priest passed by on the other side. They didn't stop to help him. And finally a man of another race came by. He got down from his beast, decided not to be compassionate by proxy. But he got down with him, administered first aid, and helped the man in need. Jesus ended up saying, this was the good man, this was the great man, because he had the capacity to project the "I" into the "thou," and to be concerned about his brother. Now you know, we use our imagination a great deal to try to determine why the priest and the Levite didn't stop. At times we say they were busy going to a church meeting, an ecclesiastical gathering, and they had to get on down to Jerusalem so they wouldn't be late for their meeting. At other times we would speculate that there was a religious law that "One who was engaged in religious ceremonials was not to touch a human body twenty-four hours before the ceremony." And every now and then we begin to wonder whether maybe they were not going down to Jerusalem -- or down to Jericho, rather to organize a "Jericho Road Improvement Association." That's a possibility. Maybe they felt that it was better to deal with the problem from the causal root, rather than to get bogged down with an individual effect. But I'm going to tell you what my imagination tells me. It's possible that those men were afraid. You see, the Jericho road is a dangerous road. I remember when Mrs. King and I were first in Jerusalem. We rented a car and drove from Jerusalem down to Jericho. And as soon as we got on that road, I said to my wife, "I can see why Jesus used this as the setting for his parable." It's a winding, meandering road. It's really conducive for ambushing. You start out in Jerusalem, which is about 1200 miles -- or rather 1200 feet above sea level. And by the time you get down to Jericho, fifteen or twenty minutes later, you're about 2200 feet below sea level. That's a dangerous road. In the days of Jesus it came to be known as the "Bloody Pass." And you know, it's possible that the priest and the Levite looked over that man on the ground and wondered if the robbers were still around. Or it's possible that they felt that the man on the ground was merely faking. And he was acting like he had been robbed and hurt, in order to seize them over there, lure them there for quick and easy seizure. And so the first question that the priest asked -- the first question that the Levite asked was, "If I stop to help this man, what will happen to me?" But then the Good Samaritan came by. And he reversed the question: "If I do not stop to help this man, what will happen to him?" That's the question before you tonight. Not, "If I stop to help the sanitation workers, what will happen to my job. Not, "If I stop to help the sanitation workers what will happen to all of the hours that I usually spend in my office every day and every week as a pastor?" The question is not, "If I stop to help this man in need, what will happen to me?" The question is, "If I do not stop to help the sanitation workers, what will happen to them?" That's the question. Let us rise up tonight with a greater readiness. Let us stand with a greater determination. And let us move on in these powerful days, these days of challenge to make America what it ought to be. We have an opportunity to make America a better nation. And I want to thank God, once more, for allowing me to be here with you. You know, several years ago, I was in New York City autographing the first book that I had written. And while sitting there autographing books, a demented black woman came up. The only question I heard from her was, "Are you Martin Luther King?" And I was looking down writing, and I said, "Yes." And the next minute I felt something beating on my chest. Before I knew it I had been stabbed by this demented woman. I was rushed to Harlem Hospital. It was a dark Saturday afternoon. And that blade had gone through, and the X-rays revealed that the tip of the blade was on the edge of my aorta, the main artery. And once that's punctured, your drowned in your own blood -- that's the end of you. It came out in the New York Times the next morning, that if I had merely sneezed, I would have died. Well, about four days later, they allowed me, after the operation, after my chest had been opened, and the blade had been taken out, to move around in the wheel chair in the hospital. They allowed me to read some of the mail that came in, and from all over the states and the world, kind letters came in. I read a few, but one of them I will never forget. I had received one from the President and the Vice-President. I've forgotten what those telegrams said. I'd received a visit and a letter from the Governor of New York, but I've forgotten what that letter said. But there was another letter that came from a little girl, a young girl who was a student at the White Plains High School. And I looked at that letter, and I'll never forget it. It said simply, Dear Dr. King, I am a ninth-grade student at the White Plains High School." And she said, While it should not matter, I would like to mention that I'm a white girl. I read in the paper of your misfortune, and of your suffering. And I read that if you had sneezed, you would have died. And I'm simply writing you to say that I'm so happy that you didn't sneeze. And I want to say tonight -- I want to say tonight that I too am happy that I didn't sneeze. Because if I had sneezed, I wouldn't have been around here in 1960, when students all over the South started sitting-in at lunch counters. And I knew that as they were sitting in, they were really standing up for the best in the American dream, and taking the whole nation back to those great wells of democracy which were dug deep by the Founding Fathers in the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution. If I had sneezed, I wouldn't have been around here in 1961, when we decided to take a ride for freedom and ended segregation in inter-state travel. If I had sneezed, I wouldn't have been around here in 1962, when Negroes in Albany, Georgia, decided to straighten their backs up. And whenever men and women straighten their backs up, they are going somewhere, because a man can't ride your back unless it is bent. If I had sneezed -- If I had sneezed I wouldn't have been here in 1963, when the black people of Birmingham, Alabama, aroused the conscience of this nation, and brought into being the Civil Rights Bill. If I had sneezed, I wouldn't have had a chance later that year, in August, to try to tell America about a dream that I had had. If I had sneezed, I wouldn't have been down in Selma, Alabama, to see the great Movement there. If I had sneezed, I wouldn't have been in Memphis to see a community rally around those brothers and sisters who are suffering. I'm so happy that I didn't sneeze. And they were telling me --. Now, it doesn't matter, now. It really doesn't matter what happens now. I left Atlanta this morning, and as we got started on the plane, there were six of us. The pilot said over the public address system, "We are sorry for the delay, but we have Dr. Martin Luther King on the plane. And to be sure that all of the bags were checked, and to be sure that nothing would be wrong with on the plane, we had to check out everything carefully. And we've had the plane protected and guarded all night." And then I got into Memphis. And some began to say the threats, or talk about the threats that were out. What would happen to me from some of our sick white brothers? Well, I don't know what will happen now. We've got some difficult days ahead. But it really doesn't matter with me now, because I've been to the mountaintop. And I don't mind. Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I'm not concerned about that now. I just want to do God's will. And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I've looked over. And I've seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land! And so I'm happy, tonight. I'm not worried about anything. I'm not fearing any man! Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord!! Martin Luther King http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/mlkivebeentothemountaintop.htm

I, Too, Sing America

kkkkk — Wed, 05 Nov 2008 08:47:03 GMT

I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I'll be at the table When company comes. Nobody'll dare Say to me, "Eat in the kitchen," Then. Besides, They'll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed-- I, too, am America. Langston Hughes

Sounds Like Tribe's Final Death Knell :( Contact Information

kkkkk — Fri, 12 Sep 2008 00:08:42 GMT

Hi friends, It sounds like it's finally about to end, sadly. As most of you read on the Tribe blog, they've taken a critical hit on hardware. I just found out through a blog that their only employee, Darren resigned. It's sad to see an end of something pretty cool. Here's my contact information when the Bang goes boom. My Space http://www.myspace.com/surrealist_x Google surrealistgirl@gmail.com Blog (I'm in a race to transfer my tribe blogs) http://surrealistgirl.blogspot.com/ I hope to hear from you. BTW, the adorable girls in the photos are my s.o. Will's daughters. I'm having fun, love, and the scariness of mid-life chilling with them IRL. Just when I thought I wouldn't have any children in my life -- they dropped in my lap. Pray for my wisdom, calmness, and patience. This old bachelorette forgot how pre-schoolers can yowl :) But I think they love me anyways. Peace and Love, Robin

Torchwood -- BBC Radio Play Lost Souls

kkkkk — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 23:48:51 GMT

BBC Radio is hyping this for Big Bang Day. It's only available for free listening for a short time. http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4/

Bush invokes 9/11 as reason to elect McCain

kkkkk — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 20:52:36 GMT

President Bush told Republicans on Tuesday night that the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, were still reverberating around the world, meaning voters must elect Sen. John McCain of Arizona as president “to protect America.” Speaking by satellite and relegated to a less-visible slot, Bush then offered McCain as the only candidate who understood “the lessons of September 11, 2001.” http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26506716/ What cynical bullshit... Image POLITICIANS OF MASS DECEPTION http://politiciansofmassdeception.com/db1/00048/politiciansofmassdeception.com/_uimages/SNEAKYBUSHSMJPG.jpg

Alien Bug

kkkkk — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 02:35:10 GMT

I love looking at the sources for this one: http://www.worth1000.com/emailthis.asp?entry=478735

Ministry of Silly Walks

kkkkk — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 02:23:13 GMT

This cracked me up. I love Monty Python. Here's the link to the creator http://www.worth1000.com/emailthis.asp?entry=471283

Shark Week Is Coming

kkkkk — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 07:04:19 GMT

One of my summer thrills with Spike. I think my s.o. Will is a Shark Week virgin. We'll try not to be too hard on him... The details-- SHARK WEEK premieres July 27 to Aug. 2, 2008 The link: http://dsc.discovery.com/convergence/sharkweek/episode-guide/episode-guide.html

Unsuccessful Breakfast Cereals

kkkkk — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 04:16:37 GMT

I had a tough week, obviously... For some more... http://www.worth1000.com/contest.asp?contest_id=19502&display=photoshop

Meat Puppets

kkkkk — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 04:10:08 GMT

Another sick and wrong graphic from Worth1000 Band Name Literalisms 6 contest. This is from Emdion. http://www.worth1000.com/emailthis.asp?entry=468363 Yes, I am a sick puppy :+) I apologize in advances to the vegans and vegetarians in the audience.

You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. Antoine de Saint-Exupery

kkkkk — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 04:00:17 GMT

I love discovering images that inspire and amaze me. This was in a Worth1000 contest. http://www.worth1000.com/contest.asp?contest_id=20093&display=photoshop These were the images sources -- http://www.worth1000.com/web/media/27163/SOURCE.jpg Obviously inspired by The Little Prince. Very cool!

Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog

kkkkk — Fri, 18 Jul 2008 05:48:10 GMT

This is so much fun! It's a labor of love with the Whedon Bros. (including Joss), Neil Patrick Harris, Nathan Fillion, and Felicia Day. Here's the link: http://drhorrible.com/ The schedule: ONE WEEK ONLY! AN INTERNET MINISERIES EVENT! "Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog" will be streamed, LIVE (that part’s not true), FREE (sadly, that part is) right on Drhorrible.com, in mid-July. Specifically: ACT ONE (Wheee!) will go up Tuesday July 15th. ACT TWO (OMG!) will go up Thursday July 17th. ACT THREE (Denouement!) will go up Saturday July 19th. All acts will stay up until midnight Sunday July 20th. Then they will vanish into the night, like a phantom (but not THE Phantom – that’s still playing. Like, everywhere.) Enjoy!!!

From Fear To Fearlessness

kkkkk — Thu, 19 Jun 2008 06:16:46 GMT

I was dealing with a lot of anxiety in the last week. Had to get off of St. John's Wort -- allergy and asthma reactions. I was talking to my therapist and she had a Jack Kornfield meditation on Mindfulness Meditation. I decided to pick up a couple of CDs to help me focus; the anxiety has left me feeling very ADDish. I have a really hard time focusing. I did watch some great chanting clips on youtube that really helped so much just chanting. I found and amazing clip by Pema Chodron -- Why Became a Buddhist http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4slnjvGjP4 It is really wonderful. I have been reading her since the 90's. I decided to pick up the Ani Pema Chodron collection of CDs. I've been listening to "From Fear To Fearlessness". It is great. I have been working on many of the practices she describes. It is a really wonderful refresher course. I've been saying the metta prayer for years. It is truly a beautiful practice. Here's a link to a workshop she gave on maitri practice and a discussion of the Four Limitless Ones-- http://www.shambhala.org/teachers/pema/maitri2.php May all beings enjoy happiness and the root of happiness. May we be free from suffering and the root of suffering. May we never be separated from the great happiness devoid of suffering. May we dwell in the great equanimity, free from passion, aggression and prejudice. I have meditated on versions of this while getting infusions in the hospital, on the bus/subway, at work. It really does help you become more flexible and softens your heart.

Negativity

kkkkk — Sat, 07 Jun 2008 07:35:11 GMT

"We all experience negativity — the basic aggression of wanting things to be different than they are. We cling, we defend, we attack, and throughout, there is a sense of one’s own wretchedness, and so we blame the world for our pain. This is negativity. We experience it as terribly unpleasant, foul-smelling, something we want to get rid of. But if we look into it more deeply, it has a very juicy smell and is very alive. Negativity is not bad per se, but something living and precise, connected with reality." — Chogyam Trungpa, from “Working with Negativity,” in THE MYTH OF FREEDOM and the Way of Meditation, page 93. Shambhala Library edition. I have been struggling so much with negativity. The last few months I've just been consumed with extreme physical, emotional, and spiritual pain. I've had such a backlash with anger because I've been so on edge. Not so much fun to be around. I know that this is an opportunity to work with this. It just is extremely difficult for me to see how much I can hurt the person who is closest to me. He has been much more forgiving of me than I have. I know it's all part of getting to a different place; something that I need to revisit. I only have one question -- Are we there yet?

Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own

kkkkk — Sun, 18 May 2008 09:18:36 GMT

Tough, you think you've got the stuff You're telling me and anyone You're hard enough You don't have to put up a fight You don't have to always be right Let me take some of the punches For you tonight Listen to me now I need to let you know You don't have to go it alone And it's you when I look in the mirror And it's you when I don't pick up the phone Sometimes you can't make it on your own We fight all the time You and I...that's alright We're the same soul I don't need...I don't need to hear you say That if we weren't so alike You'd like me a whole lot more Listen to me now I need to let you know You don't have to go it alone And it's you when I look in the mirror And it's you when I don't pick up the phone Sometimes you can't make it on your own I know that we don't talk I'm sick of it all Can - you - hear - me - when - I - Sing, you're the reason I sing You're the reason why the opera is in me... Where are we now? I've got to let you know A house still doesn't make a home Don't leave me here alone... And it's you when I look in the mirror And it's you that makes it hard to let go Sometimes you can't make it on your own Sometimes you can't make it The best you can do is to fake it Sometimes you can't make it on your own U2, How to Dismantle An Atomic Bomb Image by http://artbywicks.com/index.htm

Alien keyboardist

kkkkk — Sun, 18 May 2008 00:20:59 GMT

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