"Most Beautiful Theater Echos Music Beyond the Stars"
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**CommunityMusic**,
**Henna Artistry**,
All Yoga,
Angels & Devils,
Belly Dance Electronica,
Bellydance,
Bellydancers and Drummers,
Biogeeks,
Budget Filming,
Cat People,
Contortion Worship,
Dead Can Dance,
Dexteric Movements Of Emotion,
Editing,
Erotic Photography,
FILM MAKERS,
Goddessence,
Healing Light,
Henna Tattoo Art,
Hennayat,
Indigo Body Art,
Love Parade,
Magdalene,
Pagan Art & Temples,
Pagan Music & Dance,
Pagan Music & Poetry,
Spooning As A Way Of Life,
TANTRA,
The Divine Feminine,
Tribal Bellydance,
Unconditional Love,
Vintage Lingerie Fetish,
Revelations:
I broke something today, and I realized I should break something once a week...to remind me how fragile life is.
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Ramblings, and InspirationsStreaming conscienceness,......
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To Become Who You Are,.....Location
about me
I enjoy artful expression in any form. I fly thru the air to foreign cities as a flight attendant 4-6 times a month. I love the exposure to other sources of energy and compassion leading to understanding and mutual respect. I have 3 cats and am renovating a 117 year old town home in Wilmington. I love my volunteer efforts perhaps too much, but it is one of the most important reasons for being.
Kind, and respectful ~ a spooner ~ a slow dancer on a quest to dance thru this life into the next.
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Cry Freedom! My Hero ---He lived a few blocks from me in Wilmington Delaware in the early 70's. Worked at the Chrysler Auto Plant in Newark for a a year and a half before quitting and returning to Jamaca to record his legacy.
~~~At This Moment In Time and Space:
Tears for Peace...............What good is spilling blood, It will not grow a thing.
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Rantings,...etc
The stars you see in the night sky,...
Wed, January 17, 2007 - 10:54 PM
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Have been dead for centuries. And sunlight creates the illusion Of life for all these years Now I no longer trust these eyes of mine The heart must speak to me In tongues of forgotten voices In cosmic energy So that I can see The heavens are merely illusions When you build them high in the sky And hell is the final solution For man and his seed design And the chance of life And the more that I see The more life means to me In the chime of silence of your love Can't feel in my love And I need love in my life Can't feel it in you And I need love in my life Can't feel it in you... Song is Crescent Written by Brendan Perry (I would submit as the most awesome poet lauret in Ireland today) & Lisa Gerrard of Dead Can Dance
We were so busy killing each other and Cancer was killing us all!
Sun, December 24, 2006 - 12:28 AM
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