Tuesday, May 31, 2005

literati poem (defeating the cheats) ;-))

the little basket on my altar corresponds to a cist,
in which the rabbit of the apocalypse lies buried, and exalted;
so do we dap in our angling
for rare emes of semantic structure (semantemes)
as for priceless sard crystals
but what can you do when they all speak perl (and naw)?
but dip your lid and raise a kor of ros
while your veins burst with dex:
I would give many a Korean kor
to gan to muts,
and trump them with a pams!

The Bleep Herald

http://www.whatthebleep.com/herald/issue1.shtml: even William Blake rates a mention for "quote of the month"; he had to sneak in there somewhere: they couldn't keep him out ;-))

Sunday, May 29, 2005

today's Tarot ;-)) Posted by Hello

Cat People Tarot: Ace of Swords

The figure on the Ace of Swords seems ready to take initiative, strong, observant, determined, and efficient, but not overbearing or brutal. He stands atop a hill, vigilant, on guard, looking out for opportunity. He wears a spotted catskin to symbolize the union of the feline's powers with his own, of its spirit with his spirit. His companion cat died a natural death and the man wears its fur with honor and love; he had earned the cat's trust and proved himself worthy of its companionship.

Wow! A very different interpretation of this card to what I would have thought. Wearing the catskin reminds me of the wolf in Sebi's dream swaddled in leather, also symbolizing the union of another's powers with his own? Perhaps symbolizing the union of both our powers in the dream world? Reminds me also of when I used a daggy old jacket Bjorn Erik hated, just because he had once worn it, and it seemed all I had of him at the time, besides his 'Sean Penn' manner of smoking ;-))

Saturday, May 28, 2005

See in particular the thread on Autism: Cognitive Evolution? Great stuff....and why I studied psych. in the first place? ;-)) Posted by Hello

Cognitive science ;-))


Friday, May 27, 2005

Somebody sent me the wrong dream by mistake ;-P

It happens.....sometimes we can get other people's dreams by mistake. In my case, it took the form of one of Sebi's 'beefcake' guys, totally nude, hourglass figure with very tight abs and muscles bulging everywhere else; he wanted to make love to me, and I tried, but all I got was a mouthful of oil (he had coated his body in it) and chest-hair... Disgusting! Plus I felt ashamed, that even though we met in a decent hotel, I had to take him for lunch in some dump like the mish... Did I get one of Sebi's dreams by mistake? If so, return to sender, please ;-P

Thursday, May 26, 2005

chaos version of Ganesh, courtesy www.chaosmagic.com ;-)) Posted by Hello

even the fairies say so!  Posted by Hello

dictionary.com has gone mad ;-P

I hereby register my protest at dictionary.com, that accepted "ser", when it subsequently found no entry, and "awa", for which I found any number of acronyms, mostly American, including the Alabama Waterfowl Association, and even one German acronym? And one dickhead who thought "brens" meant a fruit, and needed no dictionary, did not know it turned up "burns" (OE) and a submachine gun; do so-called 'people' now use literati cheats I don't (want to) know about? *blows a big raspberry at dictionary.com, and all who think they need no dictionary* ;-P

Monday, May 23, 2005

"There is nothing more charming than an Irishman, and no Irishman more charming than Gabriel Byrne" (Andrew Denton, Enough Rope)  Posted by Hello

Sunday, May 22, 2005

The Eurovision drinking game ;-))

Drink two fingers, if...

Presenters try to be funny.
Female presenter changes her dress (the first looked pretty terrible, the second looked better, to give her credit)

Main singer is grossly overweight (only applied to Malta, sorry) ;-P

Act steals ideas from Eurovision acts from previous years (Bosnia-Herzegovina the new Abba? Aaaaaaaarrrggh, from 1999!)
Foreign acts sing in English (nearly all, save France, of course) ;-P (As if they would sing the language of the English peeg-dogs!) lol

The judging
Cyprus gives Greece 12 points (absolutely no surprise) ;-P
Denmark gave Norway 12, but Sweden only gave Norway 8, Denmark 10.

France gives United Kingdom null point.
Acts where the lead singer is attractive and receive high (8+) points and the act is crap (Israel?) ;-P
Surprising voting - you judge what seems surprising! Turkey gave Greece 12 (sorry, Turkey just went down in my estimation for this!) ;-P
National symbols are seen somewhere: Ok, the Ukraine's anthem of the Orange Revolution (not a patch on Ruslana of last year, quite frankly ;-P)
Drain your glass...
Norway only gave Sweden 1 point, but 12 to Denmark, would you believe? (And the Danish singer looked more like the autistic students he supposedly taught) ;-P
If Greece gives Turkey any points then stop drinking! This is very unlikely to happen so you must be veeeeeery drunk at this time. GO TO BED....No, obviously Greece gave all its points to Cyprus.....d'oh!
And absolutely no one will befriend Germany.....poor old Allemagne ;-P

Ok, my hot favorites (as if anyone cares), in order of preference were:
(1) Norway (who cares if they showed their lunatic, Freddie Mercury side; at least they did not score zero, lol) and Turkey (yet another great belly-dancing number such as they won with a couple of years back);
(2) Hungary, Rumania, Moldava, Serbia-Montenegro, Germany (stakkars Tyskland! ;-P);
(3) UK, Israel, Croatia, Latvia, France (who said I have prejudices?).

And silly old Greece won, with its poppy, all-too-poppy number, in English... Once again, as in 1999, when Sweden won again with a remake of ABBA, I feel like giving a primordial Munch scream, and drinking myself into oblivion..... Why do I do this to myself every year? Somehow, I believed in last year's (Ruslana of the Ukraine still rocks, as do the UK for catching UKrainian fire from her, the Ukraine's answer to our own Wendy Rule?) ;-P

Once again, Eurovision looks like a Rocky Horror Picture Show, and yet I watch in horrified fascination ;-P

new literati poem

the chads reveal countless rins (rassemblements pour l'independence nationale, rensselaer tracking Scandinavian students and teachers etc.)...
rip them up,
into computer confetti,
keypunch droppings......
hoy! the hoys skirt the aits
and we vail to their bringing many sen

And has anyone noticed that today's Tarot, the Empress from the Phoenix Tarot, appears as the Woman of the Apocalypse, "clothed with the sun, standing on the moon and crowned with twelve stars" (Rev. 12:1)? i.e. The Woman of the Apocalypse represents not so much Mary (as Catholics think) as New Age feminist awareness, the rising of the Goddess, that prefigures the end times (of patriarchy). This seems indeed "the end of the world as we know it", but as the symbol of the power and fertility/creativity of femininity, i.e. matriarchy, remember she carries the seed of a new god in her womb, even though a dragon also waits to devour him, and pursue them both. Puts a new spin on the Book of Revelation, eh? Here endeth the Sunday sermon ;-)) Posted by Hello

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Poem utilising several literati words of the day (challenge!) ;-))

Ok, the barms swirl so gently, froth and bubble
on the surface of fermenting malt liquors, they take me back
in imagination, if not reality
to a landscape, where
parrs swirl in schools in the swales,
and brants honk lonely over them,
on their way to breed in the frozen reaches of the north,
until a phot (of semi-gnosis)
sparks in the mirks

but they have seeled the eyes of the hawks and falcons
so let us tip a hin or three of liquor (in best bibblical tradition)
to escape the fearful carcinogenic curse of the vons

(c) Claire Pedersen

Andamooka opals....more wonders from down under, courtesy of Bravenet Exchange ;-)) Posted by Hello

Andamooka opal  Posted by Hello

Friday, May 20, 2005

And how about this for a daggy album cover, Craig? Talk about Tom Jones wannabe lookalikes, or what? lol Posted by Hello

Somehow I thought a little "outsider" southern art, courtesy of Sister Raya of New Orleans, would not go astray in the light of last night's dream! Posted by Hello

Red Spectral Earth

In my dream, it seems some religious (Catholic?) organisation has taken over Gawith Villa, and an Easter or Palm Sunday procession winds slowly through the building from the room they have set up as a chapel....I see client # 1 there, looking mostly unimpressed, but for the huge, brand-new, white plastic rosary beads around her neck... And in my own hands I find once again the St Michael's chaplet of the angels [that I thought lost on Fitzroy St a while ago]... I also see Josh there, as a toddler, looking surprised.....
Comments: maybe the fact that I continue to invoke the orders of angels, even without the beads, has forged an 'astral copy', as seen here; and maybe this dream also reflects the fact that the one organisation to seek me out from Infoxchange so far, seems a Catholic one (St John of God Services), mostly because of my 'art therapy' work at Gawith Villa ;-))

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Ed Sullivan's really big show: rock and roll epiphanies ;-))

Thanks to Craig, I find myself tuned into Ed Sullivan's "really big" rock and roll shoo ;-))
OK, to begin at the beginning: Jackie Wilson cannot hope to compete with Elvis, given that the 'Elvis magic' based itself on his appearance as "a white guy with a black guy's voice" (native American genes could account for this?): Jackie Wilson, 'only black', could not hope to compete with this awesome oomph from the gene pool, and who cares what Elvis did below the waist: above the waist seemed just as magickal? lol
Beatles or Stones? A great divide.....yeh, the divide between Sherbet and Skyhooks pales in comparison! lol (A hint for Sebi's next mini-poll?)
You know I remain a Beatlemaniac in my heart, baby, cos nothing will surpass that Norwegian Wood, although the Stones also had their moments of wit and delight...But you have to give it to the Mamas and Papas for (temporarily) converting Ed Sullivan himself into a flower-child/hippie, and James Brown just for sweating off 3 kilos a night in his performances....Still, I love how the US might have spawned rock and roll, but the UK well and truly usurped it...and the wonder that little Michael Jackson appeared (before he degenerated into a freak): that cute little purple hat.....Omg, Ray Charles rocks, What'd I say? Gerry and the Pacemakers seemed only a sad and pale imitation of the Beatles (wannabes)... Omg, the Doors equate to a sad and half-assed attempt at real magick (as if they knew anything about what Aldous Huxley or William Blake knew about the doors of perception): "TRY to set the night on fire?"... I get however "good, good vibrations" from the Beach Boys (but then you know me, as a sidereal Pisces).....Omg, Janis, the epiphany of the goddess!! Omg, I love Janis, in her rawness, and ruggedness... Where can we find the Creedence Clearwater Revival we need now, in these Iraq-troubled times? Omg, go, Beatles, again: I wanna hold your hand...Time to go and attempt to sing the Norwegian national anthem (if not Norwegian Wood) to my beloved, this Norwegian national day ;-))

Shall I be 'mother'?

Had such a beautiful dream last night, I did not want to wake up; just wanted to lie there enjoying it for as as long as possible... It seemed I found myself creating my ideal family: with my two sisters as daughters, and two live-in lovers as dads, let's see, that makes 5 (funny, that!), the same number as the cats, when I added one magnificent black (with a little white) Persian, whom I called Adam, my favorite. I had to train the girls to release their keys to me immediately on return from school, otherwise they exposed me to the stares and ridicule of an elderly neighbour, a bit like Rosa, who called them 'latch-keys', when I called them 'independent'. The apartment seemed quite high up, but had a limited number of rooms, which problem the girls solved by converting one semi-alcove into another bedroom, so each of them had a room of her own, all immaculately feng-shuied, especially that of the youngest, who had her bed in the small, alcove room set up like a throne. The deciphering of a poem on a small glass prism took up the last part of the dream: it seemed two poems, reflecting each other on two sides of the prism (something like Julio Cortazar's interlinear palimpsest style!), and something about mother being small enough to fit into this prism... Which reminded me of the shard of ice-crystal that lodged in Kay's heart in the Snow Queen, and whereas it always seemed Bjorn Erik had one of these before (and I wanted to melt it), now I have one... Maybe the Snow Queen represents both our mothers, but now shrunk down to a manageable size and imprisoned in the prism? Which seems why this dream ended up giving me a good feeling ;-))
Comments: 5 = the number of my so-called first family, and also the number of the pentagram, as the perfect man or woman (as in Crowley's "every man and woman is a star");
Adam = Josh's middle name, so he still seems in there, even in this female-dominated household! ;-))

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Des conneries et salauds (or pardon my French) ;-P

Someone rudely awakened me ca. 2 am last night (yes, I had the sound switched back on my speakers, which I had had turned off!), an Alessandro from France, so, an Italian Frenchman, just saying hello, and wanting to chat, despite the big, bold "gone to bed" status message I had displayed on my Messenger. So I told him off in no uncertain French ("espece de con! Vous m'avez eveille d'un profound sommeil.......allez-vous foutre!") and then he sounded all hurt, with a "pourquoi tu m'insultes?", so I ignored him, as a complete idiot. If he understood French, did he not understand the bit about his inconsiderately having woken me up? If he understood English, did he not understand the "gone to bed" status message? And why did he begin to 'tutoyer' me, when I had stuck to the 'polite' vous form even when roundly cussing him out? Espece de crapaud! (Pardon my French) lol (In other words, take this as a warning, all who tend to ignore status messages: they generally do correctly reflect my status!)

A couple goes on vacation to a fishing resort in northern Minnesota. The husband likes to fish at the crack of dawn. The wife likes to read. One morning the husband returns after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap. Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out. She motors out a short distance, anchors, and starts to read her book. Along comes a game warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says, "Good morning Ma'am. What are you doing?" "Reading a book," she replies, (thinking "Isn't it obvious?") "You're in a restricted fishing area," he informs her. "I'm sorry officer, but I'm not fishing, I'm reading." "Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to take you in and write you up." "If you do that, I'll have to charge you with sexual assault," says the woman. "But I haven't even touched you," says the game warden. "That's true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment." "Have a nice day ma'am," and he left. MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads, it's likely she can also think.

Presenting Foamy, the wrathful squirrel of the apocalypse, joining Wilson the rabbit, in my apocalyptic menagerie! lol Posted by Hello Word of the day = milpa, btw (=new land for farming, used to be jungle); at least that player knew what it meant! *losing my literati self-respect, after getting it back, btw* ;-P

1. He does not have a BEER GUT - He has developed a LIQUID GRAIN STORAGE FACILITY.
7. He does not act like a TOTAL ASS - He develops a case of RECTAL-CRANIAL INVERSION.

Saturday, May 14, 2005

Words of the day ;-))

tri·mer ( P ) Pronunciation Key (trmr)n.
A molecule formed by combining three identical smaller molecules.
[tri- + (poly)mer.]
Source: Merriam-Webster's Medical Dictionary, © 2002

sord ( P ) Pronunciation Key (sôrd)n.
A flight of mallards. See Synonyms at flock1.
[Middle English sorde, from sorden, to rise up in flight, from Old French sordre, from Latin surgere, to rise. See surge.] Omg, the original "three ducks on the wall" of Aussie kitsch? lol

OK, I can accept :
toft = (chiefly British) a homestead, hillock;
burlers = knots, lumps or slubs in yarn or cloth, or on a tree;
soke = in early English law, the right of local jurisdiction, or the area over which this prevailed;

but reis tripped dictionary.com out to real; i.e. someone has used a literati cheat? *grrr*

Classy poster, eh? Free advertising for a friend from job network: unfortunately the details do not look too legible (did you know P.G.Wodehouse wrote the original book?) but you can catch it at the Nova Theatre, Nunawading, until May 21, and you can read the phone number quite clearly ;-)) Posted by Hello

Friday, May 13, 2005

Omg, you gotta love the Fool, my own card, when it crops up, and with Gator, a power animal of mine too (especially on a day of the Blue Overtone Monkey....born to play)! Posted by Hello

Australia's most haunted house


Go on, take a virtual tour, I dare you! ;-))

Pity you didn't find it more interesting (I did); maybe you needed to have seen the segment on Getaway that got me interested (channel-surfing after Inspector Rex ;-)) ). The story (on the TV show, although I can't find it on the website) about the intellectually disabled guy chained up for years, on a long chain that would only let him wander about 20 feet inside and out, particularly appalled me; no wonder, like elephants similarly treated, he apparently turned violent. As a counsellor to the intellectually disabled, I felt particularly outraged at this. And also they did not give you much room to write comments in their guestbook, so I have to write it here! ;-P

Happily ever after in Massachusetts ;-))

May 17th (also Norwegian national day, btw) marks the anniversary of the day that hundreds of happy GLBT couples legally wed for the first time in Massachusetts. Since then, more than 5,000 couples in the state have exchanged their vows and now find themselves safer under law. While we've faced many challenges across the nation, we should not let these discourage us.Remember this: in the midst of some temporary defeats we still have much to applaud and much to achieve. We won't stop fighting for full equality for same-sex couples. Now, in honor of the anniversary of the first marriages for same-sex couples in Massachusetts, I urge you to take a special action in the fight to end discrimination in our marriage laws. Get Engaged! Since I've already signed the petition, write a letter to the editor of your local paper to help commemorate the day. Your letter can appear quite short and personal and focused on the importance of securing marriage for same-sex couples across the nation. Once you've written your letter, ask your friends to support marriage equality and sign the petition today! The only way we're going to get 1 million signatures is if YOU spread the word!http://tinyurl.com/b74tl Save the Date! On May 17th we'll be re-broadcasting last year's moving slideshow of couples who got married, hosting an interactive live chat, and giving you the opportunity to send anniversary e-cards to friends and loved ones. Please, help us celebrate this anniversary by writing your letter to the editor and getting everyone you know to sign the Million for Marriage petition. It seems an easy way to make a real difference in the public debate about marriage for same sex couples and the security and protection that all families deserve. In the midst of all the right-wing attacks, we need at least 1 million people in our corner.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Word of the day ;-))

n : a dry cold north wind in southeastern France [syn:

Tarot of the day seems also appropriate: "A need of understanding and advice, or a wise woman who will offer knowing guidance", in this case Jane of Prahran Malvern Community Housing ;-))

And for those of you who want pure filth, filth, smut, and sex, go to http://www.1funny.com/typesofsex.shtml ;-))

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Word and quote of the day

\In*co"ny\, a. [Cf.
Conny, Canny.] Unlearned; artless; pretty; delicate. [Obs.]

Most sweet jests! most incony vulgar wit! --Shak.


Funk Off!

Believe it or not, these hot Italian guys blowing their horns seem really hot, and all happening as part of the Melbourne Jazz Festival......I copped a (very close, and therefore privileged) earful in Chapel St this arvo, returning from my "job interview", and boy, did it bring a blast, as only a full-on, brass, all-dancing ensemble can, to our otherwise drab little Chapel St lives.....Dare I say quietly, it also seemed a good omen, a kind of ta da! (as only brass can do) on my "job interview"....Catch 'em live at Federation Square from 1:30 on the weekend, go on, do yourselves a favor, all you love hot Italian guys and hot, hot, funky jazz! ;-))

Dream(time)-type post

Aussie opals: a natural wonder from down under! ;-)) Posted by Hello

Btw, I also had a dream night before last, that I kind of 'adopted' as a protege one of the clients at Gawith Villa, and the connecting link seems the 'secret' posted re Bjorn Erik, i.e. diagnosis of clinical insanity because of equating oneself to 'God'; as per What the Bleep, shouldn't we rather take the approach, "Yes, true, but so seems everyone else..."? There, Sebi, do you like that better as a slightly longer post? But I do really like that opal boulder pic, and want such a necklace myself, if only because the Dreamtime Oracle also thought Opal one of my totems, or dreamings. Little bits of rainbow (serpent) captured in stone... Something about its wild, earthy, elemental beauty also reminds me of how the Navajo use the word "beauty", and maybe that has something to do with the fact that "beautify" features as a keyword in today's galactic signature ;-))

Today's cyber-Tarot (also my card of the year, remember?):
Haindl Tarot: The Lovers (possibly one of the most diversely represented)
The Symbols
Zain, sword; Ken, K, torch; Gemini.

Torch (as in the rune Ken) reminds me of the Psyche and Eros myth (one of my few paintings to sell, too, btw), to which I have always related, as in Psyche bending over the sleeping Eros with her torch and waking him with the spilt hot wax... If the image seems a bit aggressively heterosexual, consider that psychologically speaking we all constitute 'psyche', i.e. 'soul' or 'anima', therefore spiritually at least feminine; Eros seems on the other hand always masculine, as the 'other' coming from without ;-))

The Image
The Lovers cross arms behind a cup. In the sky appear a spear, a unicorn and a rose within a Star of David. The trees on either side refer to the Garden of Eden, with the Tree of Life and the Tree Knowledge. The woman's hair looks like pitted rock, a sign of the ancientness of human sexual traditions (and crystal, opal or gemstone, i.e. earthy, beauty?). The ground shows the earthiness of love; the unicorn and the rose reflect is mystical qualities. Beautiful and complex imagery indeed, to get into one card: note also the symbols of all four elements, i.e. in the interests of completeness or wholeness love should have four aspects: the spiritual, the intellectual, the emotional and the physical ;-))

Monday, May 09, 2005

The secret I would like to post? They diagnosed my hubby as clinically insane for believing he equates to God, and I believe him!  Posted by Hello

family values? bah, humbug (and an oxymoron?) ;-P Posted by Hello

Sunday, May 08, 2005

I cannot identify this stunningly gorgeous nun from Revelations.....can you?  Posted by Hello

Omg, not too sure what this card from the William Blake Tarot equates to in the standard Tarot, but it seems pretty spooky, given that in Norway I consecrated the sleeping alcove as a space to also dream such "Jacob's ladder" dreams, i.e. dreams of a ladder reaching from earth to heaven, with angels ascending and descending it... Maybe I have somehow invoked the presence of William Blake into my life as overhanging shade, or mentor (spirit-guide)? And I never knew that Catherine Blake's middle name was "Sophia": also quite spooky, in its way... ;-)) Posted by Hello

This poem also sounds great as part of Finn Coren's Blake project song cycle!  Posted by Hello

What I always wanted to write on a Mother's Day card (but never dared)

To Tirzah

Whate'er is Born of Mortal Birth,
Must be consumed with the Earth;
To rise from Generation free;
Then what have I to do with thee?

The Sexes sprung from Shame & Pride;
Blow'd in the morn: in evening died;
But Mercy changd Death into Sleep;
The Sexes rose to work & weep.

Thou Mother of my Mortal part.
With cruelty didst mould my Heart.
And with false self-decieving tears,
Didst bind my Nostrils Eyes & Ears.

Didst close my Tongue in senseless clay
And me to Mortal Life betray:
The Death of Jesus set me free,
Then what have I to do with thee?

[text on illustration: It is Raised a Spiritual Body]

William Blake

Saturday, May 07, 2005

Strange and spooky happening

I don't know why, but the candle that extinguished itself during this morning's meditation and that I thought 'dead', has suddenly re-ignited itself! lol

If I dream it hard enough, does it become real?

In my dream, my 'parents' really have adopted me, and I find myself somewhere in country NSW, looking for my birth mum, Mary Drums, of Bathurst...
As you can see, I do not have an allergy to or phobia about the idea of motherhood in general; if I dream it hard enough, can I really give myself memories of my mum as one Mary Drums of Bathurst? Chaos magick would suggest yes...This dream seems oddly resonant with today's cyber-Tarot: "Seven of Swords (Futility): An opportunity to withdraw from a hopeless situation and fight another day. Disengagement from a struggle you should never have been involved in. A desperate attempt to resolve a matter without conflict. The use of cleverness or outright deception to turn the tide in your favor." Interestingly, I have always associated the 7 of Swords with a question of lack of trust; I want to dream myself a mother I can trust, and believe in; and "drums" suggests Whale medicine too, as in my maternal medicine, the whale song representing the real heartbeat of mother earth that everyone could once hear even inland, or perhaps distant memories of the mother's heart beating when we found ourselves in the womb: this month I find myself in the womb of my new dream-birth-mother, having died to the old. 7 of Swords also suggests the old one should never have borne me anyway: some kind of karmic mixup, as in also in the wrong country? If you find these ramblings weird, just wait till tomorrow (Mother's Day): they will get even weirder. Interestingly, Mary Drums does have the same initials as my old mum, and her first name equates to my old mum's, which appears in the Irish form Moyra; 'Bathurst' relates to my earliest memory, of the baby bath, which seems possibly a memory of a memory, from watching my (old or former) mum bathe my sisters? Or possibly a Catholic baptismal trauma, which someone described on wyrd_crossings yesterday, in the case of one of her own kids? "Drumming up" memories of Mary...
"Dream Harder" (Mike Scott and the Waterboys), also the title of one of our favorite Mike Scott albums in Norway, seems a literal challenge today ;-))

Friday, May 06, 2005

Mensa: words that should be words, even if they aren't! ;-))

The Washington Post's Mensa Invitational once again asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition. Here are this year's winners. None of them get through spell check.

Intaxication: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize it was your money to start with.
Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.
Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.
Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.
Giraffiti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.
Inoculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.
Hipatitis: Terminal coolness.
Osteopornosis: A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit.)Karmageddon: It's like, when everybody is sending off these bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer. Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.
Glibido: All talk and no action.
Dopeler effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
Arachnoleptic fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you've accidentally walked through a spider web.
Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito, that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.
Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a worm in the fruit you're eating.
And the pick of the literature:Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and an ass.

>Loved it, Ansur. May I add one or two?
BAGGRAVATION, n. A feeling of annoyance and anger one endures at the airport when his bags have not arrived at the baggage carousel but everyone else's bags have.
MCJOB, n. A job in a service related field with low pay, low prestige and little opportunity for advancement. (Sorry, Ka-Tin, this one actually adds two letters, so doesn't really count; nice try though!) ;-))
MEANDERTHAL, n. An annoying individual driving slowly and aimlessly in front of another individual who is in a bit of a hurry. [Meanderthals are often found in the 'Fast' lane on Freeways, although I have also encountered them on the footpath along Chapel St ;-P].
SARCASTROPHE, n. An embarrassing and catastrophic event occurring when an individual attempts and fails to use humorous sarcasm. [I can relate to that)
WORDROBE, n. a person's vocabulary

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Word of the day: appose (as opposed to oppose)

1) appose. The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language: Fourth Edition. 2000. ...Inflected forms: ap·posed, ap·pos·ing, ap·pos·es To place in proximity; juxtapose. Probably ad- + -pose (as in compose)....

omg, hearts showered out of the screen when trying to upload this pic! Posted by Hello

And I take the little dog with whom I found myself bonding in my dream last night also a symbol of Bjorn Erik: I rather anxiously wanted a lead to bind him more closely to me, but seemed learning to trust that the little dog would always come back after his nervous and excitable excursions and explorations... ;-))

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

You gotta love this Voodoo Tarot image of the Moon as Magick Mirror: it so represents my beloved Bjorn Erik, mystical marriage of my life (Mirror equating to his galactic signature), and vindicates the Two of Cups repeatedly in my personal Tarot re him! ;-)) Posted by Hello

Ozzy Osbourne

Ozzy Osbourne, apparently known for having bitten the head off a real bat thinking it rubber, distanced himself from that, saying he had also bitten the heads off pigeons and doves... lol

I wonder if this author has seriously taken a leaf out of my literary heroine Iris Murdoch's books, and style?  Posted by Hello

Enduring Love

I find this a very, very interesting book. I have known one instance of De Clerambault's syndrome, similar to the historical one given in the appendix, of a French woman who believed George V in love with her: at the Elsternwick rooming house (known as the "Filthwick" to those who have lived, or survived, there), we suffered for a while the co-tenancy of an unfortunate woman, in her 30s, I think, who had the fixed and unshakeable delusion that Prince William (or Harry?) loved her, and every fortnight put large amounts of money into her bank account, as well as showering her with expensive gifts; this does not explain however why she always cadged (and stole) off everyone else...;-P
I find the homoerotic twist a very interesting variation, and wonder in what ways the ending of the movie differs from the book, which stays pretty true to the case-history.

Monday, May 02, 2005

Sidereal astro-forecast for this month

Trinity of Chiron-(The Wounded Healer); Aries-(Mars) & Scorpio-(Pluto): Whirling in a healing crisis, a host of new opportunities presents itself to us this month under a trinity of challenging healing aspects promoting spiritual clarity under powerful planetary influences due to the Chiron Retrograde, Aries New Moon, and Scorpio Full moon. May 8th blesses us with an Aries New MOON, Chiron Retrograde begins and we all honor Mother Nature on a glorious MOTHER's Day! Take a special moment to let a 'mom' know you appreciate and honor her by choosing a special card or gift, or even a secret special prayer meditation that you may do privately (Buddha's Enlightenment Day as well). This will, of course, nurture the New Moon Mother's Day, and bring you a delightful wish come true! Interestingly, both Chiron and new Moon influences work together here to bring about positive change in your life -- and your blessings will appear in many ways; emotionally and physically, esoterically and always in the manifested reality of your 'truth.'
When the full moon comes on the 23rd, at 4:18pm EDT, a natural feeling of abundance will reveal with clarity. Just look up at the full moon on this evening, and if you can 'see his face clearly' then you will also 'see' your blessings in full as the days move forward into the next season of time: spiritual and practical abundance all around us. Sometimes we miss smelling these "Roses" because we seem too busy with other things. Instead, focus on the abundance of Mother Nature as a way to draw still more prosperity to yourself, and to your life. Enjoy this month, as you experience something spiritually healing and spectacular. This is certainly a time where if you will to 'see the light' in all things, both what we perceive as negative and what we acknowledge as positive, then you will truly live in the present, the most favorable place to live. You will grow from this moment, which allows you to receive your greatest blessings now, and in the future, especially in areas of relationships and self-love. ~

Chocolate vs. Freyja (Idun) dream

I feel confused: this pic came up when googling Freyja, as she appeared pictorially in my dream, but (on the website) next to a caption describing Hel/Hella, goddess of Helheim (hell)? Maybe Freyja and Hel, with whom I have previously identified in a poem in Norway, and Freyja via her amber earrings and the mythology attached to them, represent aspects of each other, as Athena and Medusa also represent aspects of each other? However, according to my not-always-trusty encyclopaedia of mythology, this pic indeed depicts Freyja, as later also identified with Idun, goddess of spring, who guarded the magic apples, and that association sounds very familiar to me from my dream, as it seems the apples of youth also have some importance... Maybe no god exists who can help Collingwood this Ragnarok footy season, not even Odin (despite resonance with Woewodin) but a goddess...? Maybe they need to munch on Idun's apples of youth? I feel sure I do...
So the upshot of this dream (see post below) seems to lead in the direction of not seeking immediate, and unattainable, gratification, so much as seeking a more worthwhile magickal prize/treat/gift: maybe these apples have something to do with the apple I offered to the spirits on Samhain? An apple a day keeps the doctor away, and brings the goddess nearer, with her rejuvenating powers? Gotta get some more apples ;-)) Posted by Hello

Ragnarok for Collingwood?

Now I feel pretty sure that no god exists who can help Collingwood, not even Camazotz, to help them charge "like bats out of hell", or maybe a kind of Ragnarok has eclipsed all gods?
Dream fragment: Sebi and I trying to open a vacuum-sealed pack of chocolate (more for Sebi's sake than mine, because I do not have such a sweet tooth as he, and do not enjoy the thought of morning feasts of chocolate nearly as much), and then somehow this picture, which I shall now google...

Sunday, May 01, 2005

Word of the day: var ;-))

4) feterita. The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language: Fourth Edition. 2000. ...A grass (Sorghum vulgare var. caudatum) native to Sudan, grown in warm regions for its grain and as forage. Arabic dialectal....
5) var. The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language: Fourth Edition. 2000. ...1. variable 2. variant 3. variation 4. variety 5. various...
6) broccoli. The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language: Fourth Edition. 2000. ...1. A vegetable (Brassica oleracea var. italica) in the mustard family, closely related to the cauliflower and having dense clusters of numerous green flower buds....
7) prevaricate. The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language: Fourth Edition. 2000. ...Inflected forms: pre·var·i·cat·ed, pre·var·i·cat·ing, pre·var·i·cates To stray from or evade the truth; equivocate. See synonyms at lie2. Latin praevricr, praevrict-...
8) varix. The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language: Fourth Edition. 2000. ...Inflected forms: pl. var·i·ces (-i-sz)1. An abnormally dilated or swollen vein, artery, or lymph vessel. 2. One of the longitudinal ridges on the surface of a gastropod...

White Overtone Mirror/Knife ;-))

While looking for the transcript of an ABC news story this morning, about a Brazilian wandering spider (wandering indeed!) that found its way into Britain in a box of bananas, and bit the cook of a hospital twice on the hand before 'wandering' (they threw it) out to its death in the unaccustomed cold, I also found a more heart-warming news story about the rediscovery of an ivory-billed woodpecker, thought to be extinct, called the "Lord God" woodpecker, because of cries of "Lord God, what a woodpecker!" elicited in orthnologists when sighting it... but unfortunately I lost the link when crossing to my blog page, so if interested, you will have to look for itself at www.abc.net.au/news ;-P

Dream fragment last night seemed just about hyperlinking something in blue, so this, the second in a series of "three colours red, blue, and", 'broke' it...If tomorrow's colour turns out white, that seems OK, to kick off the month of the White Spectral Serpent, and don't worry, Sebi, La Senora Muerte's boa, already on my altar for Samhain, seems focal point and centrepiece enough ;-))

Celebrating Samhain (Halloween) last night also seemed very appropriate as once again, around this time, we have had a death in the rooming house in which I find myself a tenant; the first was Mick, back in Elsternwick a couple of years ago, then Claire who suicided in this room just before I moved in, and now Jim Collins in room 9, whom I did not even know (I did not even know the location of room 9). Samhain seems truly the feast of the crone, because the older you get, the more you seem to know, or have other people tell you about, dead rather than living ones. And my Tarot has returned, and highlights this "feast of the dead" as a joyful celebration for both the living and the dead (3 of Cups) ;-))

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