mer
wavelengths
'The Elfinstones'' Gemshop,
A Circle of Merry Folk,
campfukrd,
Carnivorous Plants,
Celtic Music,
cheap shelter,
Edible and medicinal plants of the wild,
Elfincones,
Elfinstone,
elfintome,
Elite Shadow Ninja Chaos Army,
Elvish Nation of Sacred Mt.Elphinstone,
Estrellas del Mar,
Faerie Kingdom,
Faery Tarts,
Funginears,
Glamour Bomb,
Green Building,
guerilla art,
Horticulture and Permaculture,
I Have a Crush on Everybody Tribe,
I Have A Crush On Everything Tribe,
intelligent cooperation,
Irish Drinking Songs,
Knives & Blades,
mycology,
Non Traditional Housing,
NonTraditional Building & Housing,
Organic Architecture,
Pervaculture,
Pixielogik,
Question Authority,
schoonertrash,
Sea Chanties & Tall Ships,
Sunny's Ass,
sunshine coast neutral zone,
Terra Galactic,
the art of abandonment,
THE DARK FAE,
ulantiastudios,
vangroover pirates,
pixie reds
brine gelfling
hungry?
nuthin pirate gold can't buyJanuary 5, 2008
a natural pneomenia mer is.
tea at the bakery in sunbeams her magic drew me in. she is every color of the rainbow and in the pallunk of every drop of rain. every smile on every daisy and on the minds of every root. a beauty to be seen in every living thing i am on my knees completely and utterly hers. she IS THE REAL DEAL much love and recognition always. thank you May 10, 2007
there are some kinds of friends that you just know, no matter what changes we may go thru in life, they will always there for you, 100%, with no projections of drama or judgment, with a strong but synonymous independence and gently flexible compassion. a friend agreed in opinion about anything of substance, everything that matters. a mad hatter flutter fae with a mainstay of earthshattering sanity. calamity jane meets sea-gypsy-witch-pirate-wolfrider. kind wild dork (and just a little bit orc) from a bloodline of sailors and bankrobbers. a songbird of delicate thrill, an artist of deft skill. a willing walker into the unknown. a place much like home.
March 14, 2007
mer piratress just came and raided the village of my mind
but instead of looting it she just made this beautiful mess throwing charming tales around like cannonballs busting up the place like it was her pirate given right when she was done she proceeded to my heart she made a fire there and rested pounding back a flask full of whiskey and singing songs that echoed throughout my body sounds like laughter shaking me to the core arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr it was a surprise attack i didn't see it coming all of a sudden a ship on the horizon the next thing you know... surrounded!!!. June 24, 2006
mer pirates hardly need testimonials
being almost impossibly magik and elusive by nature the mer is an undeniable crystal authority a friend to many, a dependable ally with extreme talents at, writing, drawing, singing, playing guitar, finding excellent clothing running businesses, organizing taxes, making jewellry living on boats, and hoarding treasure a pirate elf from the ocean depths a deeply adored creature her boat is a place unplaceable in time love for mer runs deep and for her mighty wolf nimsha who are amongst the most treasured and favoured companions i've ever known
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blogging the captives
the little boat.
Wed, July 9, 2008 - 12:59 PM
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the little boat which i loved to splinters in which i spun my own damp cocoon and lived my own tiny story. in which i survived for a year on salmon jerky and apple cider. in which i floated nervously above bottles, barnacles and sunfish. the boat that sheltered me through terrible winter storms and shaded me from scorching sun. in whose wooden ribs i was soaked, sunburned and squeezed. in whose belly i became the salty beast that i am. the little boat i was unwil... read more 
some people come very naturally into their field of interest.
Thu, April 24, 2008 - 2:50 PM
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by naturally, i mean the interests they pursue seem to compliment them perfectly, and the knowledge they acquire suits them like fine tailoring. some devote long grueling years to the study of their choice and some were born to it from babyhood, but the attraction to one particular field appears to come effortlessly for some people, as though they were gently magnetized towards their inevitable destination. then there are ... read more 
skipping back to last spring
Wed, February 27, 2008 - 3:39 PM
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we find our determined heroine feeling deflated and overwhelmed by her undertaking : to learn to garden. propelled by girlish fantasies of simultaneously transforming her bramble-swept home into a paradise of good grazing whilst achieving a seductive and golden tan....o wait.... skip to the part where she crumples sunburned and defeated after planting all her carrot seeds in shallow trays, mistaking sorrel for comfrey and weeding all the edible greens ou... read more 
first it was plants.
Thu, January 3, 2008 - 2:17 PM
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then it was plants that eat bugs. then it was bugs in jars. then it was revolting, googly eyed octopi pickled in jars, that we tell our guests is the house vinegar. an aquarium was only natural. two was to be expected. what i didn't expect was that my house would become a teeming creature infested jungle. that my house would be hungry. that we would need fertilizers and blood worms... shrimp pellets and salted tortilla chips. my house is becoming a full time j... read more 
i limit *it* to once a year, and only during storm season.
Wed, November 14, 2007 - 2:07 PM
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i see the coming of *it* foretold in the sweeping gestures of leafless trees. i anticipate *it* as i pluck lint balls out of musty sweaters and bundle myself like a goback. the leaf piles are rotten and mildewing now; the fun has gone out of autumn. *it's* time is here. and so i skulk over to my library, hands quivering fiendishly, for only i know that (much like the hidden passages behind bookshelves that i have always envied... read more
rum sodomy and the lash
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