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I saw my first Condor...!!!!!!!!! ^^^^^^^^<||>^^^^^^^^

MichaelManion — Fri, 03 Mar 2006 23:05:30 GMT

She wasn't a turkey vulture, stiff black and dirty-white wings making a wiggle-waggling, zig-zag track in the buffeting wind at low altitude. She was high, high up above the ridges of the hills, yet still large and sleek-shiney black, imposing like a stealth jet, black and bright like a new stretch limo, motionless yet in motion, strong flight motion like the jet liners that leave long white trails. Silent, She left no trail in the deep-deep blue, just a black, glittery streak in the memory of my mind's eye that will never, never be forgotten! For this Ash Wednesday 2006 I saw my first California Condor flying up Arroyo Grande Creek, just below the dam, flying toward Lake Lopez in a cloudless sky. Graphic is from a Bolivian weaving of Condors.

The Sembler, charmin' origami.

MichaelManion — Sat, 25 Feb 2006 01:04:13 GMT

A "sembler" is a galko of eshenbocked scalia and kimmit twisted into a far-a-fall-a. I am posing, holding a sembler as if it were a bowtie. "to eshenbock", to fold a galko. "scalia" phlegm created due to inhaling formic acid. "kimmit" generally, art on a galko (other than rumsfeld), usually anal blood or nasal blood produced by inhaling heavy chemistry usually related to torture. ("rumsfeld" is anal leakage.) A galko is a paper napkin for collecting scalia and kimmit. Refers to Vince Galko, Senator Santorum's campaign manager, a top FDA official, a Supreme Court Justice (Doesn't matter which one. I just chose one for his personal interest in the bedroom.) and the Brig. Gen. of the U.S. National Guard who managed "Abu"- Iraq-"Garib", U.S. D.O.D.'s main spokes person, Alfred E. Neuman's ambassador to Italy and their commons.

Dolphin Kisses for sharing 'insite'...

MichaelManion — Fri, 17 Feb 2006 20:49:10 GMT

Teach yourself something really ancient, the Dolphin Kiss. It's a screechy kiss on the third eye. Best in a family circle for one individual to "have". The sense of inner acoustics is a joyful discovery. Babies love it. Wait for a quiet moment. Simple fun.

Share Good Luck, the petals of the Guava, Guavas in bloom

MichaelManion — Sat, 04 Feb 2006 23:48:33 GMT

T'is the Goddess' New Year Celebration and the Guavas are in bloom. Best to "prune" by knocking off blossoms to ensure good size fruit. The benefit is a plate full of blooms with petals, tiny, thick petals with a flavor of unique sweetness you've never experienced... so Goddess, so understated in size yet a sugary joy so blissful.

July 15th is Her Festival in Port Au Prince...

MichaelManion — Tue, 31 Jan 2006 06:01:20 GMT

Her name is Erzuli. She is my Goddess Manifestation, my Protection, my Meditation and Joy. Her flower is the bloom of the banana! She was brought from AFRICA, to heal us. Learn her song! It is Timeless and Forever Present!

Proctor and Gamble has taken over Tribe.community... be aware!

MichaelManion — Tue, 31 Jan 2006 04:06:45 GMT

The new CEO is the soap company. His plan is to dis and destroy our community from the inside. Just look at the image. It IS migrane, now go buy a P&G tablet! I say we judo flip this guy and turn him into one of us... then we can "own" the soap company... and turn it essential and organic! We all need to show him his path was to encounter us and transform. Joy! Welcome to your new life Jan Gullett!

Bush announces he won the war!

MichaelManion — Sun, 29 Jan 2006 06:33:33 GMT

When I found a sharks tooth in the beach sand, I thought, "Cool, well, maybe... but it's not my karmic power sign, killer sharks, no. How about a BROKEN sharks tooth! COOL! I thought... Break the sharks tooth... How? Just say "WE WON! WAR'S OVER!" Simple, Bush simple! What a State of the Union speech! Surprise! I couldn't tell you til it happened and now I can. We won. All my friends are rich so we can bring the troops home and they can all buy newly built homes in New Orleans... built and mortguaged by my brother Neil.

You are invited to an Easter Egg Haunt... on Good Friday!

MichaelManion — Fri, 27 Jan 2006 19:20:36 GMT

Take back the Cricifiction, that funereal burrial of Dance. The original "Cross" is what the Dancer experiences, in bliss, in the Drum Circle, hearing all the different rythms from all around. It's the cross of syncopated rythms! It's being in the Bliss of the Dance, a significant contrast to a poor bloodied carpenter who tried to unionize his crew getting screwed by developers in a contract "rendition". So take back the Bliss! Celebrate an Easter Egg Haunt on Good Friday... not real close to a church, with a permit on County land, for your own protection and safety. Then next year, those churches that understand will invite you to dance down the aisle and give lessons. Michael Manion

This New Tribe Stuff Sux!

MichaelManion — Thu, 19 Jan 2006 20:16:18 GMT

Ugly, Ugly, Ugly!

Bryce Canyon Towers Design on the hillside. (Rhonda, Spain)

MichaelManion — Wed, 18 Jan 2006 05:32:26 GMT

Melting the buildings directly into the hillside so that the puma and deer use trails right over the homes. Imagine window, ripple-y windows of craggy art glass. Designers, step off the curb and onto the trail. DREAM!!! and CREATE!!!

Entrainment to the Light.

MichaelManion — Mon, 09 Jan 2006 06:18:31 GMT

Sunlight, Life! Moonlight, the full moon reflects a millionth of the sun. Homeopathic sunshine. The Lunar Refraction tracks across the wall at the pace of a shadow yet full of sunshines true colors, a lucent libation for the iris, that tunes the deepest brain optically to SOL's infinity.