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December 2009
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Thunderbird and Trickster
by Dr. Steve Mizrach Florida International University, Department of Sociology/Anthropology http://www.fiu.edu/~mizrachs/thunderbird-and-trickster.html Introduction The Thunderbird is one of the few cross-cultural elements of Native North American mythology. He is found not just among Plains Indians, but also among Pacific Northwest and Northeastern tribes. He has also become quite a bit of...
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zenhabits:
Choose 6 habits for 2010. I’ll help you form them.
We’ve been taught that silence would save us, but it won’t.
– Audre Lorde (via five5five)
Every part of my body receives in turn his love-bites,
And he covers me with...
– Le Jardin Parfumé
SECOND MANNER—El modefedâ (frog fashion). Place the woman on her back, and...
– Le Jardin Parfumé
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Sex” is as important as eating or drinking and we ought to allow the one...
– Marquis de Sade
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formspring.me
Can I get high from them mushroom and leaf. where can I buy them?
Get away from all that cement. Pawnshop didn’t- they found him licking the West side of a hogan past Window Rock, he took seeds from the ghost rattle plant and ate the whole head, chewed on her roots too they were a thousand feet long.
Confess, tell a lie, make a vow…
You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am...
– e.e. cummings (via bluesiren) (via littleorphanammo)
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Intravenous Chapter, The Day Moon →
A continuation of, ‘Wrapped in Thunder a Novel of Amnesia’
Cuss me
Shut the windows first
Unplug the guesthouse fan
We can sweat this out
In malaria land
Can’t you see it coiled up with my liver?
It has found its way around the booze and now rests deep within the cerebral matter
Laying contently in the back of my head
I am delirious
A woman dead. A child still waiting.
-...
Pluck the Day
redpetals:
blogut:
Don’t seek, my friend, we cannot say what end’s in store for you, for me: don’t trust in vague astrology, Better to shoulder what will be, whether you soon will die, or stay to watch the shore exhaust the sea. So drink some wine while your hours flee, put small trust in posterity, and prune your hopes; but pluck the day.
Horace (65 BC – 8 BC)
redpetals:
printedandbound:
“Each person who ever was or is or will be has a song. It isn’t a song that anybody else wrote. It has its own melody, it has its own words. Very few people get to sing their song. Most of us fear that we cannot do it justice with our voices, or that our words are too foolish or too honest, or too odd. So people live their song instead.”
- Neil Gaiman, Anansi...
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Up until now, Facebook does not recognize this group as a threat, and has not...
– Seppukoo: Is There Life After Facebook? - PSFK
well they have now :/
From A Future Ex-Love by Vanessa Nichols
five5five:
poemsforbedfellows:
Be lulled into sweet slumber by the Siren’s crooning. Smile dully as you’re dashed against the rocks. Let my promises seep in and be your sweet poison, Let them seduce and corrupt you and fill you up. Let the honeyed lies fill your veins Until it crusts and hardens your heart. Be content with my half truths and saccharine smile. Let me damage you.
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Bad artists copy,
Good artists steal
– Picasso (via five5five)
@sweetcaroline
rewbog:
sweetcaroline:
rewbog:
Hey Caroline, tell me how you made that cranberry vodka!
Hey!
I took 1lb of fresh cranberries, 1 cup of sugar and 2 tbsp of vanilla extract and cooked them over medium heat until the cranberries popped. Then I poured that into a large mason jar and poured vodka in the jar till it was full.
Apparently you wait 2 weeks, strain the cranberries out of it and...
FORMSPRING Question
rewbog:
Any ideas on jazzing up Kicharee? Been eating too much rich food so I periodically do the whole “eat only Kicharee” for about 2 weeks. Some folks do it for a month. I never have. Anyhow It’s a basic recipe, basamati rice, yellow lentils, ghee, etc. How can I make it more exciting? Last 45 min. of cooking one can add veggies and fungi. Ideas?
Thanks for the question Delta.
Kicharee is...
the person
littleorphanammo:
who wrote the formspring just now, about the stuff with the mocking and the crap but didnt want it on the dashboard, even though it is but its kinda secret?
I know all that already. I’ve noticed it before and it’s the saddest thing I’ve ever seen.
LOL!
dammit i want to see it xx - i’m such a loser today have been and and off this ride all fukkin day. blah
50 Things a Writer Shouldn’t Do →
Don’t use italics for more than one line.
Don’t tell me what someone looks like if it doesn’t matter.
Don’t make me draw a diagram to figure out who’s speaking.
Don’t write in a manner that’s different from your everyday speech. You should write like your best talk when you’re having a very good day.
Don’t start your story with a character alone in a room unless you’re Kafka and your...
that delicate family situation?
littleorphanammo:
Yeah i dealt with it with exactly the same amount of tact and finesse as I use in every other situation in my life.
So that should be awesome in a few hours.
Also, insecure internet people need to shut up, drop it and let it go.
Seriously, girl. Just move on. Go watch some True Blood or write a paper or do the hokey pokey.
fuuuuuuck.
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formspring.me
i still look for you im over you next year will be different
you will find me in the town dump, i am last seasons trash and will not be recycled. i crawl on my frybread knees to reach the split river where i catch halibut at the near mouth of the bay. at night they grow legs- stand up big as a chief son and and walk off into the woods
Confess, tell a lie, make a vow…
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formspring.me
I suffer everyday because of him
nobody made this War of mine.
Confess, tell a lie, make a vow…
gunnery warning
curate:
At the edge of the world I wait for the-travelers-who-will-not-come
give me
some milk of childhood some loaves of rain some meal of midnight and of the baobab
my hands pricked in thickets of stars but gathered from the foam
unlace prematurely
the bodice of bolts
and the lightning geometry of the fer-de-lance
for my dream with the legs of a slow watch for my sunken cargo hatred
...
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I am the woman who was born alone/I am the woman who felt alone/I am the woman who waits/I am the woman who seeks/I am the woman who looks inward/I am the woman who looks under the water/I am the sacred swimmer/Because I can swim in greatness.
I am the moon woman/I am the woman who flies/I am the meteor woman/I am the woman of the sandal constellation/I am the woman of the cane constellation/I am...