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Scientology Sucks,
A TASTE OF HONEY,
Bees,
brushwood & starwood,
Djembe and Dunun/ djun-djun,
Drums and Revolution,
Earthskills,
ElfQuest,
Embroidery Freestyle,
Hampton Roads,
Herbalists,
Historical Costumers,
Home Brewing and Winemaking,
Homebrewers Anonymous,
Incus-Music for Fire Worshippers,
Irish Gaelic Study Tribe,
Joseph Campbell,
Kitchen Witchery,
Liquid Gold,
Marijuana Edibles,
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Visit my website, but only if you like warm, flavored honeys, infused with organic herbs and stirred by giggling pixies...Go to www.freewebs.com/candlesdepixi and click on the "Honey Hive" to see what's new!
“Love is the ultimate outlaw. It just won't adhere to any rules. The most any of us can do is to sign on as its accomplice. Instead of vowing to honor and obey, maybe we should swear to aid and abet. That would mean that security is out of the question. The words "make" and "stay" become inappropriate.
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about me
I dance, drum, plant, heal, cook, brew, stew, dance naked, say silly things, and make up words like “illogicovation” which means a ridiculous invention, such as that word. I plan elaborately, procrastinate, and only sometimes do I follow through. I do yoga, make candles, collages, doodle with sharpies, embroider my dungarees, and make alcoholic beverages of varying sorts. I am a cheerleader for those folks I like, and I mean what I say when I say nice things.
I have frizzy hair and my eyes change color. I am short, and I have a nice ass. These things are true! I collect dead flowers and fallen feathers, and have a mate who brings me dead dragonflies and bumblebees to coo over and glue to things. I break glass, then glue it to things, and grout it so that every bit of chaos remains IN PLACE. I am a Virgo, did I mention that? I like cheese, and the smell of Fabuloso after I clean my countertops of ants. I am very good with African violets, or they are very good with me. I have, in a small box, a picture of a fairy that I took with my very own camera. I name inanimate objects and ascribe personalities to them so that I can talk to them without feeling silly. I memorize folk songs so I can sing them at Bardic circles, which I never attend. I like feeding people honey and fruit. I like to spit rum into fires, but only when appropriate. I can’t tell you, you just know. I love skulls and bones and bits of animals that they don’t need anymore. I love spoons hanging from trees, and things made out of silver. Blue bottles belong in windowsills to catch the morning light and make you look like Gonzo while you do the dishes and sing to your cat.
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There was an old man
Wed, February 27, 2008 - 4:51 AM
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From Peru, whose lim'ricks all Look'd like haiku. He Said with a laugh "I Cut them in half, the pay is Much better for two."
Blessed Thistle (Cnicus benedictus)
Mon, February 4, 2008 - 5:53 AM
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Let's go ahead and bless these double crosses, These leaves about to stick us in a hundred places; It's purported to protect from evil, plague, and harm, And, according to the Bard, "it is the only thing for a qualm." "Get you some of this and lay it to your heart," while I run around and say some kind of benediction, try to smile. Or maybe I'll grind it, make an herbal tea called Mother's Milk For sale, they say, in California, or simply te... read more
Winter's got me by my big toe. I'm not depressed, no, your little seasonal depression lightbulbs won't fix this one, kiddies. I am cynical, and ferocious. I can't stand to be around anyone, except Eric and a handful of others.
Mon, February 4, 2008 - 5:49 AM
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I am bound like a dryad, but I have no dying tree. My connection is with every single face I see as I walk down the street, the faces of the flowers alongside the road, the faces false and imposing on the billboards, crumbling bricks, piles of dirt, tire marks on the... read more
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