Have yaw'll ever watched the 'NEW' George Lopez show? It's pretty awesome. The other night he had on Sir Charles Barkley and his DNA results. The night after, Snoop Dogg was on George's show and received his DNA results. CHARLES turned out to be blacker than Snoop. (It tickled me and made me want to find out more about my own 'stuffs'.) I don't really know how to go about a DNA test at this time but figured I could look up the family crests of me and my kids. That's what I did and you'll find them in this email.
Lopez Tonight -Snoop Dgg and Sir Charles Barkley -DNA Results 1/14/20/2010
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The robots are fine and looking forward to the concerts. Now that I'm finishing up my research for today, I'll simply have to have my programmer reprogram some stuffs inside the robots that are associated with me. (That's the beauty of writing these stories....... everyone can have a bit of their personalities based on me...... hee hee, and as I told that dumb shit HR manager at Meta Services when she told me that everything isn't all about me. (I asked her at that point if she'd ever been abused..... she looked at me in a demonic way and I told her I could speak to others as I had experienced abuse and when I was standing up for 'the others inside of me' and the others that I was empathetic too..... You F*^%^&* A it's all about me.) hmmmmmmmmm, sowy, I seem to be in one of my grandiose moods. (Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III) heeheehee.
It's very important that stuffs reflect the real US these days and with all of this new information, it just might be that MYSTUFFS should be RIGHT HERE.
Dedra (I take the meaning very seriously (sorrowful) and when I saw that it also means 'she that rages' I KNEW IT WAS ME!!!)
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- Meaning: Its source is a Gaelic expression meaning "Broken-hearted, sorrowful."
Popularity: The name Dedra ranked 1763rd in popularity for females of all ages in a sample of the 1990 US Census.
Though this name appears on the 1990 U.S. Census lists, it is used by only a small percentage of the general population.
Narrative: This derivation is not certain. Other possibilities include ''fear'' and ''she who rages.''
All these meanings reflect the Irish legend of Deirdre, whose lover was slain as he tried to elope with her to escape the King of Ulster, to whom Deirdre was promised in marriage. In modern times, both J.M. Synge and W.B. Yeats were inspired to write about this sorrowful maiden.
Cal..........
When I worked at IBM I had a good friend; Leonora Wang and while we working together her mother passed away in China.
Leonora had been afraid to fly as she had cancer a few years earlier and the doctors had told her that flying would not be good to her. When I found out she was planning on returning to China for her mother's funeral I tried to support her as best I could. (Unlike her manager who was a complete asshole and didn't want to give her the time off....... but because of IBM's policy decided 'finally' to let her go.) Her manager's name BTW, is STEVE WILKERSON. After she returned the SOB made her make a decision to either stay in his department and travel nationally or look for another job........... and you might wonder WHY I dislike corporate America, eh?
Anyways, while Leonora visited China and her family and attended her Mother's funeral, she found the name Belon in a library and said it was closest to my name in Chinese. (I was so tickled and had the paper framed with my name on it and kept it close to me always........ until I lost it in my last move... DAMN!)
I am attaching the photo in my note and maybe somehow I'll even figure out how to put it here someplace. I use the photo to represent me in my parellel universe along with my partner Kai's photo. (You'll recognize him, he only has one eye.)
Belon is a river in France famed for succulent oysters. Belon, you will point out with a pinch of Gallic disgust, is not in Maine. No, but the oyster that made Belon famous—The European Flat—is. Scientists brought European Flats to Boothbay Harbor, Maine, in the 1950s, and they went feral (the oysters, not the scientists). These wild oysters are as powerful as any on the planet, redolent of fish and zinc and umami—not for the faint of heart. A minuscule 5,000 Belon a year are pulled in Maine and sold, making them one of the rarest oysters in the world. If you are lucky enough to get your hands on a few, savor them. You may hate them, you may love them, but they will make an impression.
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'Take These Chains From My Heart'
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Wasn't I worth an "I'm Sorry"???
THE KEY IS IN YOUR HAND
My love said to me:
"Take these chains from my heart and set me free."
My love, the key is in your hand as I turn to walk away.
You stare after me as if I should say something.
There is nothing I can say. There's not a word I can utter.
We've been through many things you and I and through it all I've loved you
unconditionally and now, if I must, I will let you go the same.
I won't ask you why and I WON'T LET YOU SEE ME CRY.
The love we have was much more than I'd expected
so I cannot be unjust as I give you the way out.
You must decide and you must make it right for you.
You have your heart to protect and you have your life.
I will only tell you that you are one of a kind
and I will forever be grateful that I've had you in my life.
I will take my memories of us and
I will place them safely in a place to be treasured.
I will write of the times we've shared
until there comes a future that I can no longer remember them.
I will share them with my grandchildren
so they in turn will share them with theirs.
You are my sun and my moon and my heartstrings
and yes, I will miss all of those things.........
but if you must go, they no longer belong to me.
They are once again yours to reconnect with and move forward.
They are once again of your heart/soul/and spirit
and no longer a connection with my entity.
You take with you many memories of the times we've shared.
You take my giggles and my dreams.
You leave with me the fire and the lust
and most of all the love that will linger forever in my soul.
You, have been my rock and my pillow
and you have been my best friend.
With that, I can only rejoice at the time we've shared.
With that I can only know that My God was very generous
with me when he sent you to me to be my healer.
You my love are my special friend, confidant and angel...............
so off with you to the woods to find beauty in your future
as you've never experienced before
for you are the wind and the sand,
and the trees blowing softly through the night
only to come alight in the morrow with the dew and the rainbow
'The Chain' Fleetwood Mac
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Can't help but love you.
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I'm Sorry - Brenda Lee
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Elton John - Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word - 1976
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Marilyn Monroe - Diamonds Are A Girls Best Friend
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Moulin Rouge - Diamonds Are A Girls Best Friend
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Beyonce - Diamonds Are A Girls Best Friend
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Hilary Duff - Diamonds Are A Girls Best Friend
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Kylie Minogue
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Hugh Hefner and the Girls Next Door
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Blondes Have More Fun!
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Tribute To Jane Mansfield - The Girl Can't Help It
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Farrah Fawcett Interview 1997 (Letterman is an ASS!))
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JonBenet Ramsey Remembered
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JonBenet Ramsey
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JonBenet's Autopsy photos
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JonBenet's Autopsy Report
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Anna Nicole Smith Drunk
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Anna Nicole Smith Clip
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Vickie Lynn Marshall (November 28, 1967 – February 8, 2007), better known under the stage name of Anna Nicole Smith,[1] was an American model, sex symbol, actress and television personality. She first gained popularity in Playboy, becoming the 1993 Playmate of the Year. She modeled for clothing companies, including Guess jeans and Lane Bryant. She also starred in her own reality TV show, The Anna Nicole Show.
Born and raised in Texas, Smith dropped out of high school and was married at the age of 17. Her highly publicized second marriage to oil business executive and billionaire J. Howard Marshall, 63 years her senior, resulted in speculation that she married the octogenarian for his money, which she denied. Following his death, she began a lengthy legal battle over a share of his estate; her case, Marshall v. Marshall, reached the U.S. Supreme Court on a question of federal jurisdiction.
She died at age 39, apparently as a result of an overdose of prescription drugs. In the months before her death, she was the focus of renewed press coverage surrounding the death of her son, Daniel Smith, and the paternity and custody battle over her daughter Dannielynn.
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Janet Jackson & Justine Timberlake
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Still photos right here of Janet and Justine
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A Protest Song - Man's Best Friend
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Pamela Anderson & PETA on Larry King
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Pamela Anderson Interview on Ellen's Show 11/06/09 (Fort Hood Attack -special report)
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Love means never having to say you’re sorry?
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Is it true? Do we really never have to say we’re sorry to those we love? Even if we unintentionally hurt someone we love, do we not have to say the words, “I’m sorry for hurting you”? I’d like to think when we do get it wrong, we try to make it right.
“Love means never having to say you’re sorry.” is a line from the novel and 1970 film Love Story starring Ali MacGraw and Ryan O’Neal. The quote appears twice in the film.
Source: Wikipedia
I understand why they say love never means having to say your sorry because in a way, I believe that loving hearts forgive those who hurt us automatically. But I still believe that saying the words out loud, or writing them in a letter, help heal hurt…like kissing boo boos. Sure, the kiss doesn’t really heal the wound but boy does it sure feel better after love is applied.
How to know if you should say you’re sorry
I look at it like this: Say you broke a window while playing baseball. Most likely, you would go to the owner and not only apologize for the breakage but also make offer to pay (if you’re really gracious) for repairs. Why? Because even though it was completely unintentional, you caused damage.
Hearts operate in the same way. You’re walking along the street completely loving the person you’re with when out pops something you never intended to do or say. You can’t possibly understand why the other person is giving you the silent treatment, walking off, or is angry! You didn’t do anything!
Think again.
Hearts have these hidden windows you can’t possibly see. And some house more windows than others. It really depends on the person and how sensitive they are. The more sensitive? The more windows. You could be playing baseball around an all glass house. But even the less sensitive have their own fragile windows you cannot see. You may never know where those fragile parts are, but you’ll probably know when you hit one.
We all break a window or two in the hearts of some of the most important people in our lives without meaning to. It’s natural – like a dog wagging his tail and accidentally knocking off the crystal dish off the coffee table. It’s completely unintentional, but watch what the dog – the purest form of unconditional love one could behold – does right after.
He says he’s sorry.
Sometimes we mess up in epic proportions. And that makes us feel bad sometimes to an extent that we will get angry because the ones we hurt made us feel this way!
The truth is, we mess up. We mess up all the time with the people we love the most. First, forgive yourself. If you didn’t mean to make the mistake or hurt someone – it’s OK. You’ll do better next time! No worries.
If you hurt the one you love, intentionally or unintentionally, say you’re sorry.
Say you’re sorry even if you don’t understand.
Let them know you care about them and how they feel. And then try opening the conversation up in a safe way for them to be able to tell you why it hurt them. Chances are you can repair that damage quicker and easier than if you had just walked away.
Love may mean never having to say you’re sorry, but I believe it’s better if you do.
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Mansfield was married three times, divorced twice, and had five children. She reportedly also had affairs and sexual encounters with numerous individuals, including Claude Terrail (the owner of the Paris restaurant La Tour d'Argent), Robert F. Kennedy,[29] John F Kennedy[30] the Brazilian billionaire Jorge Guinle, and Anton LaVey. At the time of her death, Mansfield was accompanied by Sam Brody, her married divorce lawyer and lover at the time.
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Anton Szandor LaVey,[1] (April 11, 1930 – October 29, 1997) born Howard Stanton Levey, was the American founder and High Priest of the Church of Satan as well as a writer, occultist, and musician. He was the author of The Satanic Bible and the founder of LaVeyan Satanism, a synthesized system of his understanding of human nature and the insights of philosophers who advocated materialism and individualism.
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Hugh Hefner to Miley Cyrus (Pose in Playboy)
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Annie Leibovitz ‘Sorry’ For Miley Cyrus Vanity Fair Cover
MILEY CYRUS is not the only person backtracking on her Vanity Fair cover shoot. The covers photographer, ANNIE LEIBOVITZ, also claims to be sorry about the controversy caused [Website - TheLostGirl’s Blog].
In LEIBOVITZ’s completely insincere apology, she insists that the shoot was ‘misinterpreted’.
“I’m sorry that my portrait of MILEY has been misinterpreted,” says LEIBOVITZ in a statement issued Monday. “MILEY and I looked at fashion photographs together and we discussed the picture in that context before we shot it. The photograph is a simple, classic portrait, shot with very little makeup, and I think it is very beautiful.”
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Click on the video to see behind the scenes footage of the shoot.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Dedicated to all the folks in Haiti/Remember this -Tom Petty tells GW to back off
I'd Like To Teach The World To Sing (Born Free & Imagine)
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Excerpt: Computer advertisement 1991
If there was ever a time to dare to make a difference and to embark
on something worth doing, it is now. Don’t do it for any grand cause,
do it for something that tugs at your heart and is your aspiration.
Dream your dream and fulfill it.
You owe it to yourself to make your days count. Have fun, dig deep,
stretch and dream big. Recognize however, that things worth doing
seldom come easy.
There will be good days and there will be times when you want to
turn around, pack it up, and call it quits. When those days
happen, tell yourself, you are not afraid to learn by trying.
’Persist’. (Won't Back Down)
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With an idea, determination, and the right tools, you can do
great things. Let your instincts, your intellect, and your heart
guide you. ’Trust’.
Believe in the incredible power of the human mind. Believe in
doing something that makes a difference. Believe in working hard,
laughing and hoping. Believe in lazy afternoons and of lasting
friends. Believe in all of the things that will cross your path
this year.
The start of something new brings the hope of something great.
Anything is possible. There is only one you and you will pass
this way only once??????? (Maybe NOT, but if it's true we only pass
this way once......... ’Do it right’!!!)
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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Don't do me like that
Tom Petty tells George W. Bush to "back down" from using one of Petty's songs at his events.
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By Jake Tapper
Sep. 16, 2000 | Add one more recording artist to the growing list of popular musicians who have asked the campaign of Texas Gov. George W. Bush to stop using their music on the stump: Tom Petty. By telling Bush to stop using his hit 1989 single "I Won't Back Down," Petty joins a "USA for Africa"-esque coterie that includes Sting and John Mellencamp telling the Texas governor to knock it off.
The song was once a fixture at Bush campaign events, until February, when -- at the behest of Petty -- Randall Wixen of Wixen Music Publishing Inc., wrote to Bush and told him to "immediately cease and desist all uses of the song in connection with your campaign."
Wixen told Salon that Petty's management called him and "told me in essence that Tom wasn't supporting George Bush's campaign, and that I should write the letter telling them to stop using the song."
Use of the song "creates, either intentionally or unintentionally, the impression that ... [the Bush] campaign have been endorsed by Tom Petty, which is not true."
In documents obtained by Salon, Bush for President general counsel Michael Toner wrote a letter on Feb. 11 "confirm[ing] that the Bush for President campaign will not use the ... song in connection with campaign activities in the future."
"So we backed down," joked Bush spokesman Dan Bartlett when told of the written exchange. Bartlett said that he was under the impression that the only song the campaign currently used was "We the People," written and performed by puffy rockabilly king Billy Ray Cyrus especially for the Bush campaign.
"We the people move it/We the people know/We the people/We run the country/We the people prove it/We're the heart and soul/We the people," the Cyrus song goes.
(OK, so it's no Top 40 hit. But at least Cyrus isn't going to tell Bush to stop using it.) "It's no mystery that most [entertainers] are hardcore partisan Democrats," explained Bartlett of Sting, Mellencamp and now Petty's anti-Bush moves. "And that's their personal choice."
The "cease and desist" letter to Bush was at least civil. At Thursday night's entertainment industry fundraiser for Vice President Al Gore and the Democratic National Committee, entertainers ranging from singer Stephen Stills to pretty-boy actor Matt Damon
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For the last couple of days I've been watching the situation in Haiti. (I was more than a bit perturbed when I saw........ at the bottom of the screne while watching Keith Olberman that G W and the Billarys were doing a thingy to raise money for Haiti.) hmmmmmm, I wonder if the money will even go to Haiti. (I don't blame Keith for it but simply wanted to share how EVIL comes at US from all sides.)
Another thing that I didn't much like was that you could text to the Red Cross to 90999 and donate 10$. Not that it would be a bad thing but, remember I have dyslexia.......... hmmmmmm and a dyslexic person can see the word 'CAT' 40 different ways/are you catching on yet? 90999 can be seen in just one way as 60666 and it simply doesn't set well with me.
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For missing U.S. citizen family members, call-888-407-4747 or provide information via email. To help, text "HAITI" to "90999" and $10 will be sent the Red Cross, charged to your cell phone bill. More about the crisis and how to help»
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Last updated January 14, 2010 4:35 p.m. PT
George W. Bush, Bill Clinton asked for Haiti help
By JULIE PACE
ASSOCIATED PRESS WRITER
FILE - In this Nov. 13, 2006, file photo, then-President George W. Bush is greeted by former President Bill Clinton, right, before speaking at the groundbreaking ceremony for the Martin Luther King Jr. National Memorial on the National Mall in Washington. President Barack Obama has reached out to former Presidents Bush and Clinton to help with U.S. relief efforts in Haiti.(AP Photo/Pablo Martinez Monsivais, File)
WASHINGTON -- President Barack Obama has tapped former Presidents George W. Bush and Bill Clinton to lead private sector fundraising efforts for Haiti.
Enlisting ex-presidents' help in responding to a natural disaster is just what Bush did in 2004 after a tsunami ripped across Asia. Back then, it was Clinton and former President George H.W. Bush who assisted in relief efforts.
In a joint statement, George W. Bush and Clinton said, "In the days and weeks ahead, we will draw attention to the many ways American citizens and businesses can help meet the urgent needs of the Haitian people."
"Americans have a long history of showing compassion and generosity in the wake of tragedy," they said. "We thank the American people for rallying to help our neighbors in the Caribbean in their hour of suffering - and throughout the journey of rebuilding their nation.
White House political director Patrick Gaspard said officials have been inundated with requests from Americans looking to help. The administration has launched a wide-ranging outreach campaign, particularly in areas with a large Haitian-American population, to coordinate those efforts.
With the full extent of the devastation still unknown, Gaspard said cash is the most urgent need. A text-messaging campaign with the Red Cross had raised $5 million dollars as of Thursday evening. A $10 donation can be made by texting "HAITI" to "90999."
Gaspard, a Haitian-American, said the impoverished island nation will require long-term humanitarian assistance.
"There is going to be a need to sustain this effort over time," he said.
Obama cited the success of the tsunami relief efforts in his decision to mobilize the former presidents, White House spokesman Robert Gibbs said. The president placed calls to both Bush and Clinton Wednesday.
Gibbs said the Obama administration's criticism of Bush's actions during the response to Hurricane Katrina were irrelevant.
"I think if you asked George Bush whether the government acted up to its ability in responding to Katrina, I think the answer to that would be 'no,'" Gibbs said. "The actions that were taken to deal with the humanitarian crisis from the tsunami, on the other hand, I think worked quite well." ---
On the Net:
Bush Haiti Web site: http://www.georgewbushcenter.com/haiti
Clinton Haiti Web site: http://www.clintonfoundation.org/haitiearthquake
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Excerpt: Computer advertisement 1991
If there was ever a time to dare to make a difference and to embark
on something worth doing, it is now. Don’t do it for any grand cause,
do it for something that tugs at your heart and is your aspiration.
Dream your dream and fulfill it.
You owe it to yourself to make your days count. Have fun, dig deep,
stretch and dream big. Recognize however, that things worth doing
seldom come easy.
There will be good days and there will be times when you want to
turn around, pack it up, and call it quits. When those days
happen, tell yourself, you are not afraid to learn by trying.
’Persist’. (Won't Back Down)
here
With an idea, determination, and the right tools, you can do
great things. Let your instincts, your intellect, and your heart
guide you. ’Trust’.
Believe in the incredible power of the human mind. Believe in
doing something that makes a difference. Believe in working hard,
laughing and hoping. Believe in lazy afternoons and of lasting
friends. Believe in all of the things that will cross your path
this year.
The start of something new brings the hope of something great.
Anything is possible. There is only one you and you will pass
this way only once??????? (Maybe NOT, but if it's true we only pass
this way once......... ’Do it right’!!!)
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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Don't do me like that
Tom Petty tells George W. Bush to "back down" from using one of Petty's songs at his events.
- - - - - - - - - - - -
By Jake Tapper
Sep. 16, 2000 | Add one more recording artist to the growing list of popular musicians who have asked the campaign of Texas Gov. George W. Bush to stop using their music on the stump: Tom Petty. By telling Bush to stop using his hit 1989 single "I Won't Back Down," Petty joins a "USA for Africa"-esque coterie that includes Sting and John Mellencamp telling the Texas governor to knock it off.
The song was once a fixture at Bush campaign events, until February, when -- at the behest of Petty -- Randall Wixen of Wixen Music Publishing Inc., wrote to Bush and told him to "immediately cease and desist all uses of the song in connection with your campaign."
Wixen told Salon that Petty's management called him and "told me in essence that Tom wasn't supporting George Bush's campaign, and that I should write the letter telling them to stop using the song."
Use of the song "creates, either intentionally or unintentionally, the impression that ... [the Bush] campaign have been endorsed by Tom Petty, which is not true."
In documents obtained by Salon, Bush for President general counsel Michael Toner wrote a letter on Feb. 11 "confirm[ing] that the Bush for President campaign will not use the ... song in connection with campaign activities in the future."
"So we backed down," joked Bush spokesman Dan Bartlett when told of the written exchange. Bartlett said that he was under the impression that the only song the campaign currently used was "We the People," written and performed by puffy rockabilly king Billy Ray Cyrus especially for the Bush campaign.
"We the people move it/We the people know/We the people/We run the country/We the people prove it/We're the heart and soul/We the people," the Cyrus song goes.
(OK, so it's no Top 40 hit. But at least Cyrus isn't going to tell Bush to stop using it.) "It's no mystery that most [entertainers] are hardcore partisan Democrats," explained Bartlett of Sting, Mellencamp and now Petty's anti-Bush moves. "And that's their personal choice."
The "cease and desist" letter to Bush was at least civil. At Thursday night's entertainment industry fundraiser for Vice President Al Gore and the Democratic National Committee, entertainers ranging from singer Stephen Stills to pretty-boy actor Matt Damon
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For the last couple of days I've been watching the situation in Haiti. (I was more than a bit perturbed when I saw........ at the bottom of the screne while watching Keith Olberman that G W and the Billarys were doing a thingy to raise money for Haiti.) hmmmmmm, I wonder if the money will even go to Haiti. (I don't blame Keith for it but simply wanted to share how EVIL comes at US from all sides.)
Another thing that I didn't much like was that you could text to the Red Cross to 90999 and donate 10$. Not that it would be a bad thing but, remember I have dyslexia.......... hmmmmmm and a dyslexic person can see the word 'CAT' 40 different ways/are you catching on yet? 90999 can be seen in just one way as 60666 and it simply doesn't set well with me.
here
For missing U.S. citizen family members, call-888-407-4747 or provide information via email. To help, text "HAITI" to "90999" and $10 will be sent the Red Cross, charged to your cell phone bill. More about the crisis and how to help»
here
Last updated January 14, 2010 4:35 p.m. PT
George W. Bush, Bill Clinton asked for Haiti help
By JULIE PACE
ASSOCIATED PRESS WRITER
FILE - In this Nov. 13, 2006, file photo, then-President George W. Bush is greeted by former President Bill Clinton, right, before speaking at the groundbreaking ceremony for the Martin Luther King Jr. National Memorial on the National Mall in Washington. President Barack Obama has reached out to former Presidents Bush and Clinton to help with U.S. relief efforts in Haiti.(AP Photo/Pablo Martinez Monsivais, File)
WASHINGTON -- President Barack Obama has tapped former Presidents George W. Bush and Bill Clinton to lead private sector fundraising efforts for Haiti.
Enlisting ex-presidents' help in responding to a natural disaster is just what Bush did in 2004 after a tsunami ripped across Asia. Back then, it was Clinton and former President George H.W. Bush who assisted in relief efforts.
In a joint statement, George W. Bush and Clinton said, "In the days and weeks ahead, we will draw attention to the many ways American citizens and businesses can help meet the urgent needs of the Haitian people."
"Americans have a long history of showing compassion and generosity in the wake of tragedy," they said. "We thank the American people for rallying to help our neighbors in the Caribbean in their hour of suffering - and throughout the journey of rebuilding their nation.
White House political director Patrick Gaspard said officials have been inundated with requests from Americans looking to help. The administration has launched a wide-ranging outreach campaign, particularly in areas with a large Haitian-American population, to coordinate those efforts.
With the full extent of the devastation still unknown, Gaspard said cash is the most urgent need. A text-messaging campaign with the Red Cross had raised $5 million dollars as of Thursday evening. A $10 donation can be made by texting "HAITI" to "90999."
Gaspard, a Haitian-American, said the impoverished island nation will require long-term humanitarian assistance.
"There is going to be a need to sustain this effort over time," he said.
Obama cited the success of the tsunami relief efforts in his decision to mobilize the former presidents, White House spokesman Robert Gibbs said. The president placed calls to both Bush and Clinton Wednesday.
Gibbs said the Obama administration's criticism of Bush's actions during the response to Hurricane Katrina were irrelevant.
"I think if you asked George Bush whether the government acted up to its ability in responding to Katrina, I think the answer to that would be 'no,'" Gibbs said. "The actions that were taken to deal with the humanitarian crisis from the tsunami, on the other hand, I think worked quite well." ---
On the Net:
Bush Haiti Web site: http://www.georgewbushcenter.com/haiti
Clinton Haiti Web site: http://www.clintonfoundation.org/haitiearthquake
Thursday, January 14, 2010
......a different meaning for chip on my shoulder
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How is RFID used inside a living body?
RFID devices that are intended to be implanted inside a living body (like an animal or human being) have special requirements. They need to be encased in a special kind of casing that will not irritate or react with the living tissues that they are inserted into. The casing must also be transparent to the scanning radio-frequency beam that activates the chip. Some RFID vendors have created biocompatible glass for use in these applications.
One potential problem with being placed within a living organism is that the tiny RFID device may move around under the skin. This can be avoided by using special materials that actually let the surrounding tissue grow up to the casing and bond with it.
Because the radio-frequency waves that activate the microchip containing the identification number are only useful within a few feet (or less), the RFID chip is typically inserted very close to the surface of the skin.
The placement of the device is usually done with a hyperdermic-type needle. This method of insertion also dictates the shape and size of the device; implantable RFID devices are typically the size and diameter of a grain of rice. For dogs, the device is usually implanted between the shoulder blades.
RFID tags have been placed inside cows; some discussion of having all cows implanted with RFID devices has resulted from the recent scare with mad cow disease. Dog owners have used RFID tags to identify their pets rather than tattoos (the more traditional method).
RFID tags, like the VeriChip tag, can also be implanted inside human beings. See VeriChip RFID Tag Patient Implant Badges Now FDA Approved for more information.
How is RFID used inside a living body?
RFID devices that are intended to be implanted inside a living body (like an animal or human being) have special requirements. They need to be encased in a special kind of casing that will not irritate or react with the living tissues that they are inserted into. The casing must also be transparent to the scanning radio-frequency beam that activates the chip. Some RFID vendors have created biocompatible glass for use in these applications.
One potential problem with being placed within a living organism is that the tiny RFID device may move around under the skin. This can be avoided by using special materials that actually let the surrounding tissue grow up to the casing and bond with it.
Because the radio-frequency waves that activate the microchip containing the identification number are only useful within a few feet (or less), the RFID chip is typically inserted very close to the surface of the skin.
The placement of the device is usually done with a hyperdermic-type needle. This method of insertion also dictates the shape and size of the device; implantable RFID devices are typically the size and diameter of a grain of rice. For dogs, the device is usually implanted between the shoulder blades.
RFID tags have been placed inside cows; some discussion of having all cows implanted with RFID devices has resulted from the recent scare with mad cow disease. Dog owners have used RFID tags to identify their pets rather than tattoos (the more traditional method).
RFID tags, like the VeriChip tag, can also be implanted inside human beings. See VeriChip RFID Tag Patient Implant Badges Now FDA Approved for more information.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Mystuffs (personal life) one cannot make this stuff up, eh?
About a year ago, I pretty much quit drinking coffee (JAVA). Now, that I've found a new niche in the Blogworld, I find I WANT coffee again, and often!!! heeheehee. Anyways, I'm on my second cup and ready to talk (write).
First off, before going into this new storyline, I want to share with you something that has been weighing on my mind. 'MENTAL ILLNESS' hmmmmmmm and no this ain't a gonna be negative, just a bit of insight I've had in the last few days.
I want you all to meet my alternates....... There's Cal, peanut, liby, Lea, Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III. .......and I have others but for now these are the only ones yaw'll need to be aware of......... BTW, liby is Sybil spelled backwards without the capital 'S' and Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III always is addressed as Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III probably for obvious reasons. (I like the song 'Rich Girl' as it seems to apply to her.) .......and no, we were never really rich, but from the outside, it seemed to appear that a way.
Rich Girl (Hall and Oates)
here
Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III wasn't created by me but by friends of mine in my hometown as it was their view of me when I was married to my first husband. (It was all a visual tho as I (asin ME) never viewed myself this way and was shocked when I was told about her.) I came from a poor background tho, so this fantasy seemed too good to be true.
Back on topic now.........
Alternates may well be a reality but in my case, they always seemed to be my moods and the changes in my moods (mood swings). I never blacked out and became someone else and I named them as I got to know my moods. (For instance, in 1976 my husband bought US a home...... as it turns out, it was my great aunts and uncles home for many years and they raised their children in it and it was a great house.) Hence......... Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III.
NOTICE the racing thoughts above?
........sidebar (I learned that term during the OJ Simpson trial.)
***** The reason I'm sharing all of this with you guys is that when I'm inside my writing personna......... or personnas, I have a great deal of difficulty staying in one of my alternates and I seem to jump around in my tenses. (FUTURE, PRESENT, and PAST.) My writing depends on memories and which mood I'm in when writing and which mood (altername) might be switching back and forth. The pros tell us we splinter off. One of the shrinks at META Services told me that they 'the shrinks' track us. She was a Gestalt therapist and ended up getting fired, along with 4 others by my whistleblowing. *******
here
EXCERPT:
Gestalt psychology or gestaltism (German: Gestalt - "essence or shape of an entity's complete form") of the Berlin School is a theory of mind and brain positing that the operational principle of the brain is holistic, parallel, and analog, with self-organizing tendencies. The Gestalt effect refers to the form-forming capability of our senses, particularly with respect to the visual recognition of figures and whole forms instead of just a collection of simple lines and curves. In psychology, gestaltism is often opposed to structuralism and Wundt. The phrase "The whole is greater than the sum of the parts" is often used when explaining Gestalt theory. (See History of Psychology by David Hothersall (2004), chapter seven, for complete history)
In 1975, my husband's business partner bought US a White Cadilac Coupe de Ville and his family a Cad as well. About this same time my husband also bought me a golden 280Z as his other partner had a Z and I found it fun. The following year my husband bought himself a green Silverado.
David (my husband and the father of my 2 daughters) had gone into partnerships with some local fellers and we were doing pretty good in those days. (It was all on paper though that we were doing so well but what the hell, I didn't know the difference and the government was handing out money to the farmers NOT TO RAISE CROPS.) Who woulda thought, eh? (My husband's brothers were doing rather nicely as well and were millionaires in their business before long.)
Our business partner that did the books showed me some banking tricks that he had learned from the other (banker) partner. I think it was called kiting. (BTW, I was trying to absorb
Anyways, I had accounts at restaurants in Los Banos where I could take folks out to lunch or dinner or the company could take us out and it was all a write off???????
Go figure, I was young and not so very into all of this at the time and we had some very creative partners. One was a banker (French), and one was in real estate (Portuguese) and my husband (Italian) was a simple farmer, and the other partner was the son-in-law of the owner of the business we bought into.
Oh yeah, at this time I need to share with you that after my first child I had gained a lot of weight and had been to a doctor for diet pills. Come to find out they were very strong and NO telling what they did to my body? I lost a lot of weight on them though and thought I was hot for the first time in my life. (AMBAR) This is funny and inside the url is nothing about AMBAR but here it is anyways....... Go figure, eh? * The prescription, unfilled, was found in Ruby's 1956 pocket address book, and was for 50 pills of AMBAR, a diet drug made by pharmaceutical firm Robins and Strasenburgh. (JACK RUBY)
It was about this time I started to notice my very different moods. The moods were very UP and very DOWN and I started to worry. I even charted my moods at this time and took the charts to my MD. (It seemed I should be put into a padded room at least one day out of every month and as I started to notice, the moods were even worse when I would have a drink or two with lunch and then with dinner.)
I did have the mood swings in my younger days but because of what my family was going through, I wasn't so very sure they weren't justified. (My mother had cancer when I was 13 and took the bus every week to San Francisco for treatments at Doctor's hospital.)
It was a very hard time for us and I went through lots of adjustments during this time. I heard my father cry thru the bathroom door and I had never heard him cry, ever in my life.
I tried very hard to address my past and it was about this time I started to visit a shrink. I must say that 'Frank Martinez' was one of three shrinks that I visitied during a 30 year span of shrinks that was wonderful. I had a shit pot full of shrinks during this time and was really surprised that they didn't really do much except for Frank and Phillip Grossi and Tomar. These three helped me immensely and to tell you the truth seemed to admire and respect me as much as I did them during our times together. Maybe because I think I became their best friends in the MATRIX.)
Frank eventually quit seeing me as he professed to have fallen in love with me and although it was painful for me; I understood. I took him out to lunch right before we stopped. (NO, we never had a kiss or an affair but PURE love was there and I will always be grateful that God saw fit to send me him.) Phillip on the other hand was the first shrink I had that ever perscribed meds and for that I am forever thankful as he worked with me during a very hard time in my life and although now I wouldn't consider meds, they were necessary at this time as I had started my journey through menopause. (I never did do hormones for lack of a doctor that thought menses to be my problem.) Now that I'm older and all thru that whole scene, I find that the 'system' was always against women in our search.)
Frank was 43 to my 27 and he was, obviously, Mexican. He was perhaps 5'4"-5'6" and he had a beard and mustouche. He wasn't handsome but he was empathetic and he was wonderful. He was honest and he was simply Frank.
I remember one time I was at the Merced mall and I saw Frank. He looked so cute with his little Gilligan's hat and long black hair and his blue jeans and jacket. (Frank was not at all handsome and cute is a stretch of the word but once I got to know him, he was the cutest guy I'd met in a very long time as his spirit was awesome.)
Sybil (Watch video and notice Tommy and what happens to him)
here
Jessica Lange Melts Down in Frances
here
Wildfire (Spirit movie) OUR SONG
here
Tommy died in 1993, he was attacked by a swarm of yellow jackets and stung 14 times. He had a pink mesh cloth over his body during the funeral as his color was bad from the reaction.
Lea, Peanut and Tommy
Lea lived in the house of Peanut. In Peanut’s house there were no visitors. Upon occasion a sales person tried to invade only to be graciously stopped midway in conversation and walked out.
The house of Peanut had walls and bricks and locks to keep out ALL. This was Peanut’s way of protecting Lea.
Lea often times longed for people but was content to have her characters surround her. After all they didn’t hurt her feelings or break her heart. They were kind and gentle and hugged her back when she needed hugs. Some laughed when squeezed, some talked and some played music when wound up.
There were animals and people everywhere. One of Lea’s towels even squeaked when touched.
This always brought a gentle smile to Lea’s face and often times caught her off guard.
One of Lea’s favorite things was to pick flowers for the house of Peanut. She knew Peanut loved flowers and she loved when Peanut’s face lit up in a smile. It brought her joy to give to another.
One day while outside picking flowers a Gray Mann ventured along. He was very handsome and resembled the prince that she had loved long long ago.
Lea was taken aback. Was she to be reminded forever of her prince? Would he always be in her heart? Would the pain endure until her death?
The recent death of a dear friend’s wife, how would this affect Lea? Peanut knew she had to protect Lea. After all, Lea had never shown good sense when it came to men and he had touched her heartstrings before. Peanut knew he wasn’t for Lea. She had known it when it all began.
Now the struggle is on. Peanut is being very strong but the party is this week end. They aren’t attending but that in itself will bring him back, of this she is sure. (He will call.)
How did Lea get herself into these situations? She never had to go far and out of the somewhere.... a man ......
Peanut had been successful in keeping Lea secluded lately. It had been working for a while. She couldn’t afford to let her out and about, it could be dangerous.
Lea on the other hand longed to love again. The scars were thick and the callous hard but if only a pang now and again. Was it worth it?
How could she open up? Would Peanut let her? Peanut knew Lea so well and she had decided way back in their childhood that love was harsh. Love wasn’t something either of them needed.
Peanut was there when Lea defied their mother. Peanut took the hits from the belts. Peanut took the slaps in the face, Peanut took the psychological abuse so Lea could live. Even then Lea managed to do terrible things to herself. She would retaliate because she couldn’t stand Peanut taking the abuse.
Peanut was with their mom when she found out about the cancer and she took the news calmly. Lea on the other hand questioned it and wanted information. Once again, the abuse.
Peanut was there by the bathroom door when she heard her daddy sobbing. Lea showed up and Peanut led her away. (She had never seen her daddy cry nor had she ever heard anything that sad in her life. She knew Lea would insist on knowing and she had to get her away.)
Peanut was actually the one that ran away. She had to, Lea was going to raise a ruckus if she knew her daddy was hurting. She would insist on knowing everything.
When her daddy caught her, on her way to grandma’s house, Lea was defiant. Peanut couldn’t stop her even then.
Their grandmother came to stay with the girls then. It was tough for a while. Thirteen year old girls are a handful to say the least but in a drama like this one, it was terrible. (If only their grandmother had known. They blended so well and Peanut was quite good at it. Lea was suspicious but she didn’t really want to know so she just went on her merry way.)
Peanut and Lea coexisted during the time their mom was in San Francisco at the hospital for treatment. Peanut stood in when others were around and kept peace as best she could.
Lea however rebelled and wanted her father to talk to her. She wanted answers, there was no shhhhhhhhhing Lea.
Looking back, their dad probably didn’t know what to tell his inquisitive young woman/daughter.
Peanut remembers once when Lea slapped her mom back. It startled all three but Lea never understood and got tired of it. How does it feel?
Lea doesn’t remember to this day if she did it.
In the hospital after their father had his surgery, it was Peanut who took the push against the wall from their mother. Lea was irate, it was her father too, didn’t she count? She held firm to her conclusion that her father would live.
Lea was persistant. Peanut had relented on several occasions only to be bruised and scarred herself when Lea came back damaged.
Peanut wondered if Lea would survive and decided if Lea didn’t either would she.
What now? The saga continues......
Who will it be?
Where will it happen?
How will we know if it is safe?
How can we trust again? but more important than that, will we ever be that vulnerable again? If the pain returns, will we survive.
Are we doomed to always be on the outside looking in? Is it ever safe?
HURT Pain............ critical crisis ............ depression........ failure.
INSERT
=======================
OUR SONG........ Tommy's and mine.
Wild Fire -Michael Martin Murphy (Spirit Movie)
here
Joys We Shared........... 1955-1993 Tommy we love you still!!!
My gentle prince.... who played w/me as children.
A refreshing thought has crossed my mind
I looked at you, we were two of a kind.
The part of you I loved was me
The reflection in my eyes was a he.
I knew from the first time I saw your face
You were the opposite, a man and you didn’t wear lace.
But in our love I came to know
I loved you at first and it did grow.
You left and went ahead of me
But the things I felt made me free.
Now as I go through my life without you
It hurts to know and it makes me blue.
In our own way I guess we said our final good-by
But when I heard you’d left all I could do was cry.
Why did it happen, why did you have to go
It is my heartache and I’ll never know.
But even though you’ve left this world
You gave me much, more precious than gold.
We lived and we loved and we’d left each other before
But this time you’ve left and there will be no more.
So good-by my love you were my treat
When I leave this world I’m sure we’ll meet.
On the other side maybe it is much better
Till then my love all I have is this letter.
First off, before going into this new storyline, I want to share with you something that has been weighing on my mind. 'MENTAL ILLNESS' hmmmmmmm and no this ain't a gonna be negative, just a bit of insight I've had in the last few days.
I want you all to meet my alternates....... There's Cal, peanut, liby, Lea, Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III. .......and I have others but for now these are the only ones yaw'll need to be aware of......... BTW, liby is Sybil spelled backwards without the capital 'S' and Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III always is addressed as Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III probably for obvious reasons. (I like the song 'Rich Girl' as it seems to apply to her.) .......and no, we were never really rich, but from the outside, it seemed to appear that a way.
Rich Girl (Hall and Oates)
here
Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III wasn't created by me but by friends of mine in my hometown as it was their view of me when I was married to my first husband. (It was all a visual tho as I (asin ME) never viewed myself this way and was shocked when I was told about her.) I came from a poor background tho, so this fantasy seemed too good to be true.
Back on topic now.........
Alternates may well be a reality but in my case, they always seemed to be my moods and the changes in my moods (mood swings). I never blacked out and became someone else and I named them as I got to know my moods. (For instance, in 1976 my husband bought US a home...... as it turns out, it was my great aunts and uncles home for many years and they raised their children in it and it was a great house.) Hence......... Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III.
NOTICE the racing thoughts above?
........sidebar (I learned that term during the OJ Simpson trial.)
***** The reason I'm sharing all of this with you guys is that when I'm inside my writing personna......... or personnas, I have a great deal of difficulty staying in one of my alternates and I seem to jump around in my tenses. (FUTURE, PRESENT, and PAST.) My writing depends on memories and which mood I'm in when writing and which mood (altername) might be switching back and forth. The pros tell us we splinter off. One of the shrinks at META Services told me that they 'the shrinks' track us. She was a Gestalt therapist and ended up getting fired, along with 4 others by my whistleblowing. *******
here
EXCERPT:
Gestalt psychology or gestaltism (German: Gestalt - "essence or shape of an entity's complete form") of the Berlin School is a theory of mind and brain positing that the operational principle of the brain is holistic, parallel, and analog, with self-organizing tendencies. The Gestalt effect refers to the form-forming capability of our senses, particularly with respect to the visual recognition of figures and whole forms instead of just a collection of simple lines and curves. In psychology, gestaltism is often opposed to structuralism and Wundt. The phrase "The whole is greater than the sum of the parts" is often used when explaining Gestalt theory. (See History of Psychology by David Hothersall (2004), chapter seven, for complete history)
In 1975, my husband's business partner bought US a White Cadilac Coupe de Ville and his family a Cad as well. About this same time my husband also bought me a golden 280Z as his other partner had a Z and I found it fun. The following year my husband bought himself a green Silverado.
David (my husband and the father of my 2 daughters) had gone into partnerships with some local fellers and we were doing pretty good in those days. (It was all on paper though that we were doing so well but what the hell, I didn't know the difference and the government was handing out money to the farmers NOT TO RAISE CROPS.) Who woulda thought, eh? (My husband's brothers were doing rather nicely as well and were millionaires in their business before long.)
Our business partner that did the books showed me some banking tricks that he had learned from the other (banker) partner. I think it was called kiting. (BTW, I was trying to absorb
Anyways, I had accounts at restaurants in Los Banos where I could take folks out to lunch or dinner or the company could take us out and it was all a write off???????
Go figure, I was young and not so very into all of this at the time and we had some very creative partners. One was a banker (French), and one was in real estate (Portuguese) and my husband (Italian) was a simple farmer, and the other partner was the son-in-law of the owner of the business we bought into.
Oh yeah, at this time I need to share with you that after my first child I had gained a lot of weight and had been to a doctor for diet pills. Come to find out they were very strong and NO telling what they did to my body? I lost a lot of weight on them though and thought I was hot for the first time in my life. (AMBAR) This is funny and inside the url is nothing about AMBAR but here it is anyways....... Go figure, eh? * The prescription, unfilled, was found in Ruby's 1956 pocket address book, and was for 50 pills of AMBAR, a diet drug made by pharmaceutical firm Robins and Strasenburgh. (JACK RUBY)
It was about this time I started to notice my very different moods. The moods were very UP and very DOWN and I started to worry. I even charted my moods at this time and took the charts to my MD. (It seemed I should be put into a padded room at least one day out of every month and as I started to notice, the moods were even worse when I would have a drink or two with lunch and then with dinner.)
I did have the mood swings in my younger days but because of what my family was going through, I wasn't so very sure they weren't justified. (My mother had cancer when I was 13 and took the bus every week to San Francisco for treatments at Doctor's hospital.)
It was a very hard time for us and I went through lots of adjustments during this time. I heard my father cry thru the bathroom door and I had never heard him cry, ever in my life.
I tried very hard to address my past and it was about this time I started to visit a shrink. I must say that 'Frank Martinez' was one of three shrinks that I visitied during a 30 year span of shrinks that was wonderful. I had a shit pot full of shrinks during this time and was really surprised that they didn't really do much except for Frank and Phillip Grossi and Tomar. These three helped me immensely and to tell you the truth seemed to admire and respect me as much as I did them during our times together. Maybe because I think I became their best friends in the MATRIX.)
Frank eventually quit seeing me as he professed to have fallen in love with me and although it was painful for me; I understood. I took him out to lunch right before we stopped. (NO, we never had a kiss or an affair but PURE love was there and I will always be grateful that God saw fit to send me him.) Phillip on the other hand was the first shrink I had that ever perscribed meds and for that I am forever thankful as he worked with me during a very hard time in my life and although now I wouldn't consider meds, they were necessary at this time as I had started my journey through menopause. (I never did do hormones for lack of a doctor that thought menses to be my problem.) Now that I'm older and all thru that whole scene, I find that the 'system' was always against women in our search.)
Frank was 43 to my 27 and he was, obviously, Mexican. He was perhaps 5'4"-5'6" and he had a beard and mustouche. He wasn't handsome but he was empathetic and he was wonderful. He was honest and he was simply Frank.
I remember one time I was at the Merced mall and I saw Frank. He looked so cute with his little Gilligan's hat and long black hair and his blue jeans and jacket. (Frank was not at all handsome and cute is a stretch of the word but once I got to know him, he was the cutest guy I'd met in a very long time as his spirit was awesome.)
Sybil (Watch video and notice Tommy and what happens to him)
here
Jessica Lange Melts Down in Frances
here
Wildfire (Spirit movie) OUR SONG
here
Tommy died in 1993, he was attacked by a swarm of yellow jackets and stung 14 times. He had a pink mesh cloth over his body during the funeral as his color was bad from the reaction.
Lea, Peanut and Tommy
Lea lived in the house of Peanut. In Peanut’s house there were no visitors. Upon occasion a sales person tried to invade only to be graciously stopped midway in conversation and walked out.
The house of Peanut had walls and bricks and locks to keep out ALL. This was Peanut’s way of protecting Lea.
Lea often times longed for people but was content to have her characters surround her. After all they didn’t hurt her feelings or break her heart. They were kind and gentle and hugged her back when she needed hugs. Some laughed when squeezed, some talked and some played music when wound up.
There were animals and people everywhere. One of Lea’s towels even squeaked when touched.
This always brought a gentle smile to Lea’s face and often times caught her off guard.
One of Lea’s favorite things was to pick flowers for the house of Peanut. She knew Peanut loved flowers and she loved when Peanut’s face lit up in a smile. It brought her joy to give to another.
One day while outside picking flowers a Gray Mann ventured along. He was very handsome and resembled the prince that she had loved long long ago.
Lea was taken aback. Was she to be reminded forever of her prince? Would he always be in her heart? Would the pain endure until her death?
The recent death of a dear friend’s wife, how would this affect Lea? Peanut knew she had to protect Lea. After all, Lea had never shown good sense when it came to men and he had touched her heartstrings before. Peanut knew he wasn’t for Lea. She had known it when it all began.
Now the struggle is on. Peanut is being very strong but the party is this week end. They aren’t attending but that in itself will bring him back, of this she is sure. (He will call.)
How did Lea get herself into these situations? She never had to go far and out of the somewhere.... a man ......
Peanut had been successful in keeping Lea secluded lately. It had been working for a while. She couldn’t afford to let her out and about, it could be dangerous.
Lea on the other hand longed to love again. The scars were thick and the callous hard but if only a pang now and again. Was it worth it?
How could she open up? Would Peanut let her? Peanut knew Lea so well and she had decided way back in their childhood that love was harsh. Love wasn’t something either of them needed.
Peanut was there when Lea defied their mother. Peanut took the hits from the belts. Peanut took the slaps in the face, Peanut took the psychological abuse so Lea could live. Even then Lea managed to do terrible things to herself. She would retaliate because she couldn’t stand Peanut taking the abuse.
Peanut was with their mom when she found out about the cancer and she took the news calmly. Lea on the other hand questioned it and wanted information. Once again, the abuse.
Peanut was there by the bathroom door when she heard her daddy sobbing. Lea showed up and Peanut led her away. (She had never seen her daddy cry nor had she ever heard anything that sad in her life. She knew Lea would insist on knowing and she had to get her away.)
Peanut was actually the one that ran away. She had to, Lea was going to raise a ruckus if she knew her daddy was hurting. She would insist on knowing everything.
When her daddy caught her, on her way to grandma’s house, Lea was defiant. Peanut couldn’t stop her even then.
Their grandmother came to stay with the girls then. It was tough for a while. Thirteen year old girls are a handful to say the least but in a drama like this one, it was terrible. (If only their grandmother had known. They blended so well and Peanut was quite good at it. Lea was suspicious but she didn’t really want to know so she just went on her merry way.)
Peanut and Lea coexisted during the time their mom was in San Francisco at the hospital for treatment. Peanut stood in when others were around and kept peace as best she could.
Lea however rebelled and wanted her father to talk to her. She wanted answers, there was no shhhhhhhhhing Lea.
Looking back, their dad probably didn’t know what to tell his inquisitive young woman/daughter.
Peanut remembers once when Lea slapped her mom back. It startled all three but Lea never understood and got tired of it. How does it feel?
Lea doesn’t remember to this day if she did it.
In the hospital after their father had his surgery, it was Peanut who took the push against the wall from their mother. Lea was irate, it was her father too, didn’t she count? She held firm to her conclusion that her father would live.
Lea was persistant. Peanut had relented on several occasions only to be bruised and scarred herself when Lea came back damaged.
Peanut wondered if Lea would survive and decided if Lea didn’t either would she.
What now? The saga continues......
Who will it be?
Where will it happen?
How will we know if it is safe?
How can we trust again? but more important than that, will we ever be that vulnerable again? If the pain returns, will we survive.
Are we doomed to always be on the outside looking in? Is it ever safe?
HURT Pain............ critical crisis ............ depression........ failure.
INSERT
=======================
OUR SONG........ Tommy's and mine.
Wild Fire -Michael Martin Murphy (Spirit Movie)
here
Joys We Shared........... 1955-1993 Tommy we love you still!!!
My gentle prince.... who played w/me as children.
A refreshing thought has crossed my mind
I looked at you, we were two of a kind.
The part of you I loved was me
The reflection in my eyes was a he.
I knew from the first time I saw your face
You were the opposite, a man and you didn’t wear lace.
But in our love I came to know
I loved you at first and it did grow.
You left and went ahead of me
But the things I felt made me free.
Now as I go through my life without you
It hurts to know and it makes me blue.
In our own way I guess we said our final good-by
But when I heard you’d left all I could do was cry.
Why did it happen, why did you have to go
It is my heartache and I’ll never know.
But even though you’ve left this world
You gave me much, more precious than gold.
We lived and we loved and we’d left each other before
But this time you’ve left and there will be no more.
So good-by my love you were my treat
When I leave this world I’m sure we’ll meet.
On the other side maybe it is much better
Till then my love all I have is this letter.
Robots looking for work a few years ago.........ROBOTS OUT OF WORK
About a year ago, I pretty much quit drinking coffee (JAVA). Now, that I've found a new niche in the Blogworld, I find I WANT coffee again, and often!!! heeheehee. Anyways, I'm on my second cup and ready to talk (write).
First off, before going into this new storyline, I want to share with you something that has been weighing on my mind. 'MENTAL ILLNESS' hmmmmmmm and no this ain't a gonna be negative, just a bit of insight I've had in the last few days.
I want you all to meet my alternates....... There's Cal, peanut, liby, Lea, Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III. .......and I have others but for now these are the only ones yaw'll need to be aware of......... BTW, liby is Sybil spelled backwards without the capital 'S' and Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III always is addressed as Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III probably for obvious reasons. (I like the song 'Rich Girl' as it seems to apply to her.) .......and no, we were never really rich, but from the outside, it seemed to appear that a way.
Rich Girl (Hall and Oates)
here
Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III wasn't created by me but by friends of mine in my hometown as it was their view of me when I was married to my first husband. (It was all a visual tho as I (asin ME) never viewed myself this way and was shocked when I was told about her.) I came from a poor background tho, so this fantasy seemed too good to be true.
Back on topic now.........
Alternates may well be a reality but in my case, they always seemed to be my moods and the changes in my moods (mood swings). I never blacked out and became someone else and I named them as I got to know my moods. (For instance, in 1976 my husband bought US a home...... as it turns out, it was my great aunts and uncles home for many years and they raised their children in it and it was a great house.) Hence......... Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III.
NOTICE the racing thoughts above?
........sidebar (I learned that term during the OJ Simpson trial.)
***** The reason I'm sharing all of this with you guys is that when I'm inside my writing personna......... or personnas, I have a great deal of difficulty staying in one of my alternates and I seem to jump around in my tenses. (FUTURE, PRESENT, and PAST.) My writing depends on memories and which mood I'm in when writing and which mood (altername) might be switching back and forth. The pros tell us we splinter off. One of the shrinks at META Services told me that they 'the shrinks' track us. She was a Gestalt therapist and ended up getting fired, along with 4 others by my whistleblowing. *******
here
EXCERPT:
Gestalt psychology or gestaltism (German: Gestalt - "essence or shape of an entity's complete form") of the Berlin School is a theory of mind and brain positing that the operational principle of the brain is holistic, parallel, and analog, with self-organizing tendencies. The Gestalt effect refers to the form-forming capability of our senses, particularly with respect to the visual recognition of figures and whole forms instead of just a collection of simple lines and curves. In psychology, gestaltism is often opposed to structuralism and Wundt. The phrase "The whole is greater than the sum of the parts" is often used when explaining Gestalt theory. (See History of Psychology by David Hothersall (2004), chapter seven, for complete history)
In 1975, my husband's business partner bought US a White Cadilac Coupe de Ville and his family a Cad as well. About this same time my husband also bought me a golden 280Z as his other partner had a Z and I found it fun. The following year my husband bought himself a green Silverado.
David (my husband and the father of my 2 daughters) had gone into partnerships with some local fellers and we were doing pretty good in those days. (It was all on paper though that we were doing so well but what the hell, I didn't know the difference and the government was handing out money to the farmers NOT TO RAISE CROPS.) Who woulda thought, eh? (My husband's brothers were doing rather nicely as well and were millionaires in their business before long.)
Our business partner that did the books showed me some banking tricks that he had learned from the other (banker) partner. I think it was called kiting. (BTW, I was trying to absorb
Anyways, I had accounts at restaurants in Los Banos where I could take folks out to lunch or dinner or the company could take us out and it was all a write off???????
Go figure, I was young and not so very into all of this at the time and we had some very creative partners. One was a banker (French), and one was in real estate (Portuguese) and my husband (Italian) was a simple farmer, and the other partner was the son-in-law of the owner of the business we bought into.
Oh yeah, at this time I need to share with you that after my first child I had gained a lot of weight and had been to a doctor for diet pills. Come to find out they were very strong and NO telling what they did to my body? I lost a lot of weight on them though and thought I was hot for the first time in my life. (AMBAR) This is funny and inside the url is nothing about AMBAR but here it is anyways....... Go figure, eh? * The prescription, unfilled, was found in Ruby's 1956 pocket address book, and was for 50 pills of AMBAR, a diet drug made by pharmaceutical firm Robins and Strasenburgh. (JACK RUBY)
It was about this time I started to notice my very different moods. The moods were very UP and very DOWN and I started to worry. I even charted my moods at this time and took the charts to my MD. (It seemed I should be put into a padded room at least one day out of every month and as I started to notice, the moods were even worse when I would have a drink or two with lunch and then with dinner.)
I did have the mood swings in my younger days but because of what my family was going through, I wasn't so very sure they weren't justified. (My mother had cancer when I was 13 and took the bus every week to San Francisco for treatments at Doctor's hospital.)
It was a very hard time for us and I went through lots of adjustments during this time. I heard my father cry thru the bathroom door and I had never heard him cry, ever in my life.
I tried very hard to address my past and it was about this time I started to visit a shrink. I must say that 'Frank Martinez' was one of three shrinks that I visitied during a 30 year span of shrinks that was wonderful. I had a shit pot full of shrinks during this time and was really surprised that they didn't really do much except for Frank and Phillip Grossi and Tomar. These three helped me immensely and to tell you the truth seemed to admire and respect me as much as I did them during our times together. Maybe because I think I became their best friends in the MATRIX.)
Frank eventually quit seeing me as he professed to have fallen in love with me and although it was painful for me; I understood. I took him out to lunch right before we stopped. (NO, we never had a kiss or an affair but PURE love was there and I will always be grateful that God saw fit to send me him.) Phillip on the other hand was the first shrink I had that ever perscribed meds and for that I am forever thankful as he worked with me during a very hard time in my life and although now I wouldn't consider meds, they were necessary at this time as I had started my journey through menopause. (I never did do hormones for lack of a doctor that thought menses to be my problem.) Now that I'm older and all thru that whole scene, I find that the 'system' was always against women in our search.)
Frank was 43 to my 27 and he was, obviously, Mexican. He was perhaps 5'4"-5'6" and he had a beard and mustouche. He wasn't handsome but he was empathetic and he was wonderful. He was honest and he was simply Frank.
I remember one time I was at the Merced mall and I saw Frank. He looked so cute with his little Gilligan's hat and long black hair and his blue jeans and jacket. (Frank was not at all handsome and cute is a stretch of the word but once I got to know him, he was the cutest guy I'd met in a very long time as his spirit was awesome.)
Sybil (Watch video and notice Tommy and what happens to him)
here
Jessica Lange Melts Down in Frances
here
Wildfire (Spirit movie) OUR SONG
here
Tommy died in 1993, he was attacked by a swarm of yellow jackets and stung 14 times. He had a pink mesh cloth over his body during the funeral as his color was bad from the reaction.
Lea, Peanut and Tommy
Lea lived in the house of Peanut. In Peanut’s house there were no visitors. Upon occasion a sales person tried to invade only to be graciously stopped midway in conversation and walked out.
The house of Peanut had walls and bricks and locks to keep out ALL. This was Peanut’s way of protecting Lea.
Lea often times longed for people but was content to have her characters surround her. After all they didn’t hurt her feelings or break her heart. They were kind and gentle and hugged her back when she needed hugs. Some laughed when squeezed, some talked and some played music when wound up.
There were animals and people everywhere. One of Lea’s towels even squeaked when touched.
This always brought a gentle smile to Lea’s face and often times caught her off guard.
One of Lea’s favorite things was to pick flowers for the house of Peanut. She knew Peanut loved flowers and she loved when Peanut’s face lit up in a smile. It brought her joy to give to another.
One day while outside picking flowers a Gray Mann ventured along. He was very handsome and resembled the prince that she had loved long long ago.
Lea was taken aback. Was she to be reminded forever of her prince? Would he always be in her heart? Would the pain endure until her death?
The recent death of a dear friend’s wife, how would this affect Lea? Peanut knew she had to protect Lea. After all, Lea had never shown good sense when it came to men and he had touched her heartstrings before. Peanut knew he wasn’t for Lea. She had known it when it all began.
Now the struggle is on. Peanut is being very strong but the party is this week end. They aren’t attending but that in itself will bring him back, of this she is sure. (He will call.)
How did Lea get herself into these situations? She never had to go far and out of the somewhere.... a man ......
Peanut had been successful in keeping Lea secluded lately. It had been working for a while. She couldn’t afford to let her out and about, it could be dangerous.
Lea on the other hand longed to love again. The scars were thick and the callous hard but if only a pang now and again. Was it worth it?
How could she open up? Would Peanut let her? Peanut knew Lea so well and she had decided way back in their childhood that love was harsh. Love wasn’t something either of them needed.
Peanut was there when Lea defied their mother. Peanut took the hits from the belts. Peanut took the slaps in the face, Peanut took the psychological abuse so Lea could live. Even then Lea managed to do terrible things to herself. She would retaliate because she couldn’t stand Peanut taking the abuse.
Peanut was with their mom when she found out about the cancer and she took the news calmly. Lea on the other hand questioned it and wanted information. Once again, the abuse.
Peanut was there by the bathroom door when she heard her daddy sobbing. Lea showed up and Peanut led her away. (She had never seen her daddy cry nor had she ever heard anything that sad in her life. She knew Lea would insist on knowing and she had to get her away.)
Peanut was actually the one that ran away. She had to, Lea was going to raise a ruckus if she knew her daddy was hurting. She would insist on knowing everything.
When her daddy caught her, on her way to grandma’s house, Lea was defiant. Peanut couldn’t stop her even then.
Their grandmother came to stay with the girls then. It was tough for a while. Thirteen year old girls are a handful to say the least but in a drama like this one, it was terrible. (If only their grandmother had known. They blended so well and Peanut was quite good at it. Lea was suspicious but she didn’t really want to know so she just went on her merry way.)
Peanut and Lea coexisted during the time their mom was in San Francisco at the hospital for treatment. Peanut stood in when others were around and kept peace as best she could.
Lea however rebelled and wanted her father to talk to her. She wanted answers, there was no shhhhhhhhhing Lea.
Looking back, their dad probably didn’t know what to tell his inquisitive young woman/daughter.
Peanut remembers once when Lea slapped her mom back. It startled all three but Lea never understood and got tired of it. How does it feel?
Lea doesn’t remember to this day if she did it.
In the hospital after their father had his surgery, it was Peanut who took the push against the wall from their mother. Lea was irate, it was her father too, didn’t she count? She held firm to her conclusion that her father would live.
Lea was persistant. Peanut had relented on several occasions only to be bruised and scarred herself when Lea came back damaged.
Peanut wondered if Lea would survive and decided if Lea didn’t either would she.
What now? The saga continues......
Who will it be?
Where will it happen?
How will we know if it is safe?
How can we trust again? but more important than that, will we ever be that vulnerable again? If the pain returns, will we survive.
Are we doomed to always be on the outside looking in? Is it ever safe?
HURT Pain............ critical crisis ............ depression........ failure.
INSERT
=======================
OUR SONG........ Tommy's and mine.
Wild Fire -Michael Martin Murphy (Spirit Movie)
here
Joys We Shared........... 1955-1993 Tommy we love you still!!!
My gentle prince.... who played w/me as children.
A refreshing thought has crossed my mind
I looked at you, we were two of a kind.
The part of you I loved was me
The reflection in my eyes was a he.
I knew from the first time I saw your face
You were the opposite, a man and you didn’t wear lace.
But in our love I came to know
I loved you at first and it did grow.
You left and went ahead of me
But the things I felt made me free.
Now as I go through my life without you
It hurts to know and it makes me blue.
In our own way I guess we said our final good-by
But when I heard you’d left all I could do was cry.
Why did it happen, why did you have to go
It is my heartache and I’ll never know.
But even though you’ve left this world
You gave me much, more precious than gold.
We lived and we loved and we’d left each other before
But this time you’ve left and there will be no more.
So good-by my love you were my treat
When I leave this world I’m sure we’ll meet.
On the other side maybe it is much better
Till then my love all I have is this letter.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Hello everyone, guess you're heard the news... well, what you don't seem to know is that the robots live on. You are welcome to stop by and visit any time. Hey we all had to start somewhere and the robots got their start at Marley's in Phoenix.
What's a family of robots to to when they are out of work. Find NEW work. NUFF said, eh?
I was very busy during the time the robots were unemployed as that was my very life blood as well. I received lots of emails during this search and some of them even led to a few gigs for the bots.
People Helping People (PHP) doesn't just apply to making money, it applies to courtesy, caring, sharing and laughter. It also applies to grieving, singing and so on and so forth.
The robots did do some charity jobs while unemployed but that didn't lead to anything lasting.
........ now that I've said all this, Yeeehaaaaa and hot damn the Robots live!!!
ROCK ON... you Rockin Robots and good luck with your employement search.
Wasn't there a song out and about called Rock On?
Sure enuff, there was and here it is.
here
here
View Lyrics Songfacts: You can leave comments about the song at the bottom of the page.
This was written for the movie That'll Be The Day, starring Ringo Starr... and David Essex. Ringo was a musician who sometimes acted. Essex was an actor who was sometimes a musician. It didn't make it on to the movie. (thanks, Brad Wind - Miami, FL)
The lyrics are a tribute to the early days of Rock 'n' Roll.
This was a US #1 hit for Michael Damian in 1989. Like David Essex, Damian was also an actor. He was on the soap opera The Young And The Restless.
Damian's version was used in the Corey Feldman movie Dream A Little Dream.
This was Essex' only hit in the US, but he had several more in England.
The trippy rhythm made this a popular drug song.
This is the opening song for the 2000 movie Sunset Strip. (thanks, Shari - Port Townsend, WA)
Def Leppard covered this song for their 2006 CD Yeah! The CD is a tribute to influential '60s and '70s Rock bands. (thanks, Adolfo - Mission, TX)
The influence of James Dean, Elvis and Ringo Star show up in ROCK ON.
Hey kid, rock and roll
Rock on, ooh, my soul
Hey kid, boogey too, did ya
Hey shout, summertime blues
Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes
Hey kid, rock and roll, rock on
And where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear
Still looking for that blue jean, baby queen
Prettiest girl I ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean
(James Dean)
And where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear
Still looking for that blue jean, baby queen
Prettiest girl I ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean
Jimmy Dean
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on
Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on
Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on
Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on........
First off, before going into this new storyline, I want to share with you something that has been weighing on my mind. 'MENTAL ILLNESS' hmmmmmmm and no this ain't a gonna be negative, just a bit of insight I've had in the last few days.
I want you all to meet my alternates....... There's Cal, peanut, liby, Lea, Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III. .......and I have others but for now these are the only ones yaw'll need to be aware of......... BTW, liby is Sybil spelled backwards without the capital 'S' and Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III always is addressed as Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III probably for obvious reasons. (I like the song 'Rich Girl' as it seems to apply to her.) .......and no, we were never really rich, but from the outside, it seemed to appear that a way.
Rich Girl (Hall and Oates)
here
Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III wasn't created by me but by friends of mine in my hometown as it was their view of me when I was married to my first husband. (It was all a visual tho as I (asin ME) never viewed myself this way and was shocked when I was told about her.) I came from a poor background tho, so this fantasy seemed too good to be true.
Back on topic now.........
Alternates may well be a reality but in my case, they always seemed to be my moods and the changes in my moods (mood swings). I never blacked out and became someone else and I named them as I got to know my moods. (For instance, in 1976 my husband bought US a home...... as it turns out, it was my great aunts and uncles home for many years and they raised their children in it and it was a great house.) Hence......... Deondra Upperbutt Worthington III.
NOTICE the racing thoughts above?
........sidebar (I learned that term during the OJ Simpson trial.)
***** The reason I'm sharing all of this with you guys is that when I'm inside my writing personna......... or personnas, I have a great deal of difficulty staying in one of my alternates and I seem to jump around in my tenses. (FUTURE, PRESENT, and PAST.) My writing depends on memories and which mood I'm in when writing and which mood (altername) might be switching back and forth. The pros tell us we splinter off. One of the shrinks at META Services told me that they 'the shrinks' track us. She was a Gestalt therapist and ended up getting fired, along with 4 others by my whistleblowing. *******
here
EXCERPT:
Gestalt psychology or gestaltism (German: Gestalt - "essence or shape of an entity's complete form") of the Berlin School is a theory of mind and brain positing that the operational principle of the brain is holistic, parallel, and analog, with self-organizing tendencies. The Gestalt effect refers to the form-forming capability of our senses, particularly with respect to the visual recognition of figures and whole forms instead of just a collection of simple lines and curves. In psychology, gestaltism is often opposed to structuralism and Wundt. The phrase "The whole is greater than the sum of the parts" is often used when explaining Gestalt theory. (See History of Psychology by David Hothersall (2004), chapter seven, for complete history)
In 1975, my husband's business partner bought US a White Cadilac Coupe de Ville and his family a Cad as well. About this same time my husband also bought me a golden 280Z as his other partner had a Z and I found it fun. The following year my husband bought himself a green Silverado.
David (my husband and the father of my 2 daughters) had gone into partnerships with some local fellers and we were doing pretty good in those days. (It was all on paper though that we were doing so well but what the hell, I didn't know the difference and the government was handing out money to the farmers NOT TO RAISE CROPS.) Who woulda thought, eh? (My husband's brothers were doing rather nicely as well and were millionaires in their business before long.)
Our business partner that did the books showed me some banking tricks that he had learned from the other (banker) partner. I think it was called kiting. (BTW, I was trying to absorb
Anyways, I had accounts at restaurants in Los Banos where I could take folks out to lunch or dinner or the company could take us out and it was all a write off???????
Go figure, I was young and not so very into all of this at the time and we had some very creative partners. One was a banker (French), and one was in real estate (Portuguese) and my husband (Italian) was a simple farmer, and the other partner was the son-in-law of the owner of the business we bought into.
Oh yeah, at this time I need to share with you that after my first child I had gained a lot of weight and had been to a doctor for diet pills. Come to find out they were very strong and NO telling what they did to my body? I lost a lot of weight on them though and thought I was hot for the first time in my life. (AMBAR) This is funny and inside the url is nothing about AMBAR but here it is anyways....... Go figure, eh? * The prescription, unfilled, was found in Ruby's 1956 pocket address book, and was for 50 pills of AMBAR, a diet drug made by pharmaceutical firm Robins and Strasenburgh. (JACK RUBY)
It was about this time I started to notice my very different moods. The moods were very UP and very DOWN and I started to worry. I even charted my moods at this time and took the charts to my MD. (It seemed I should be put into a padded room at least one day out of every month and as I started to notice, the moods were even worse when I would have a drink or two with lunch and then with dinner.)
I did have the mood swings in my younger days but because of what my family was going through, I wasn't so very sure they weren't justified. (My mother had cancer when I was 13 and took the bus every week to San Francisco for treatments at Doctor's hospital.)
It was a very hard time for us and I went through lots of adjustments during this time. I heard my father cry thru the bathroom door and I had never heard him cry, ever in my life.
I tried very hard to address my past and it was about this time I started to visit a shrink. I must say that 'Frank Martinez' was one of three shrinks that I visitied during a 30 year span of shrinks that was wonderful. I had a shit pot full of shrinks during this time and was really surprised that they didn't really do much except for Frank and Phillip Grossi and Tomar. These three helped me immensely and to tell you the truth seemed to admire and respect me as much as I did them during our times together. Maybe because I think I became their best friends in the MATRIX.)
Frank eventually quit seeing me as he professed to have fallen in love with me and although it was painful for me; I understood. I took him out to lunch right before we stopped. (NO, we never had a kiss or an affair but PURE love was there and I will always be grateful that God saw fit to send me him.) Phillip on the other hand was the first shrink I had that ever perscribed meds and for that I am forever thankful as he worked with me during a very hard time in my life and although now I wouldn't consider meds, they were necessary at this time as I had started my journey through menopause. (I never did do hormones for lack of a doctor that thought menses to be my problem.) Now that I'm older and all thru that whole scene, I find that the 'system' was always against women in our search.)
Frank was 43 to my 27 and he was, obviously, Mexican. He was perhaps 5'4"-5'6" and he had a beard and mustouche. He wasn't handsome but he was empathetic and he was wonderful. He was honest and he was simply Frank.
I remember one time I was at the Merced mall and I saw Frank. He looked so cute with his little Gilligan's hat and long black hair and his blue jeans and jacket. (Frank was not at all handsome and cute is a stretch of the word but once I got to know him, he was the cutest guy I'd met in a very long time as his spirit was awesome.)
Sybil (Watch video and notice Tommy and what happens to him)
here
Jessica Lange Melts Down in Frances
here
Wildfire (Spirit movie) OUR SONG
here
Tommy died in 1993, he was attacked by a swarm of yellow jackets and stung 14 times. He had a pink mesh cloth over his body during the funeral as his color was bad from the reaction.
Lea, Peanut and Tommy
Lea lived in the house of Peanut. In Peanut’s house there were no visitors. Upon occasion a sales person tried to invade only to be graciously stopped midway in conversation and walked out.
The house of Peanut had walls and bricks and locks to keep out ALL. This was Peanut’s way of protecting Lea.
Lea often times longed for people but was content to have her characters surround her. After all they didn’t hurt her feelings or break her heart. They were kind and gentle and hugged her back when she needed hugs. Some laughed when squeezed, some talked and some played music when wound up.
There were animals and people everywhere. One of Lea’s towels even squeaked when touched.
This always brought a gentle smile to Lea’s face and often times caught her off guard.
One of Lea’s favorite things was to pick flowers for the house of Peanut. She knew Peanut loved flowers and she loved when Peanut’s face lit up in a smile. It brought her joy to give to another.
One day while outside picking flowers a Gray Mann ventured along. He was very handsome and resembled the prince that she had loved long long ago.
Lea was taken aback. Was she to be reminded forever of her prince? Would he always be in her heart? Would the pain endure until her death?
The recent death of a dear friend’s wife, how would this affect Lea? Peanut knew she had to protect Lea. After all, Lea had never shown good sense when it came to men and he had touched her heartstrings before. Peanut knew he wasn’t for Lea. She had known it when it all began.
Now the struggle is on. Peanut is being very strong but the party is this week end. They aren’t attending but that in itself will bring him back, of this she is sure. (He will call.)
How did Lea get herself into these situations? She never had to go far and out of the somewhere.... a man ......
Peanut had been successful in keeping Lea secluded lately. It had been working for a while. She couldn’t afford to let her out and about, it could be dangerous.
Lea on the other hand longed to love again. The scars were thick and the callous hard but if only a pang now and again. Was it worth it?
How could she open up? Would Peanut let her? Peanut knew Lea so well and she had decided way back in their childhood that love was harsh. Love wasn’t something either of them needed.
Peanut was there when Lea defied their mother. Peanut took the hits from the belts. Peanut took the slaps in the face, Peanut took the psychological abuse so Lea could live. Even then Lea managed to do terrible things to herself. She would retaliate because she couldn’t stand Peanut taking the abuse.
Peanut was with their mom when she found out about the cancer and she took the news calmly. Lea on the other hand questioned it and wanted information. Once again, the abuse.
Peanut was there by the bathroom door when she heard her daddy sobbing. Lea showed up and Peanut led her away. (She had never seen her daddy cry nor had she ever heard anything that sad in her life. She knew Lea would insist on knowing and she had to get her away.)
Peanut was actually the one that ran away. She had to, Lea was going to raise a ruckus if she knew her daddy was hurting. She would insist on knowing everything.
When her daddy caught her, on her way to grandma’s house, Lea was defiant. Peanut couldn’t stop her even then.
Their grandmother came to stay with the girls then. It was tough for a while. Thirteen year old girls are a handful to say the least but in a drama like this one, it was terrible. (If only their grandmother had known. They blended so well and Peanut was quite good at it. Lea was suspicious but she didn’t really want to know so she just went on her merry way.)
Peanut and Lea coexisted during the time their mom was in San Francisco at the hospital for treatment. Peanut stood in when others were around and kept peace as best she could.
Lea however rebelled and wanted her father to talk to her. She wanted answers, there was no shhhhhhhhhing Lea.
Looking back, their dad probably didn’t know what to tell his inquisitive young woman/daughter.
Peanut remembers once when Lea slapped her mom back. It startled all three but Lea never understood and got tired of it. How does it feel?
Lea doesn’t remember to this day if she did it.
In the hospital after their father had his surgery, it was Peanut who took the push against the wall from their mother. Lea was irate, it was her father too, didn’t she count? She held firm to her conclusion that her father would live.
Lea was persistant. Peanut had relented on several occasions only to be bruised and scarred herself when Lea came back damaged.
Peanut wondered if Lea would survive and decided if Lea didn’t either would she.
What now? The saga continues......
Who will it be?
Where will it happen?
How will we know if it is safe?
How can we trust again? but more important than that, will we ever be that vulnerable again? If the pain returns, will we survive.
Are we doomed to always be on the outside looking in? Is it ever safe?
HURT Pain............ critical crisis ............ depression........ failure.
INSERT
=======================
OUR SONG........ Tommy's and mine.
Wild Fire -Michael Martin Murphy (Spirit Movie)
here
Joys We Shared........... 1955-1993 Tommy we love you still!!!
My gentle prince.... who played w/me as children.
A refreshing thought has crossed my mind
I looked at you, we were two of a kind.
The part of you I loved was me
The reflection in my eyes was a he.
I knew from the first time I saw your face
You were the opposite, a man and you didn’t wear lace.
But in our love I came to know
I loved you at first and it did grow.
You left and went ahead of me
But the things I felt made me free.
Now as I go through my life without you
It hurts to know and it makes me blue.
In our own way I guess we said our final good-by
But when I heard you’d left all I could do was cry.
Why did it happen, why did you have to go
It is my heartache and I’ll never know.
But even though you’ve left this world
You gave me much, more precious than gold.
We lived and we loved and we’d left each other before
But this time you’ve left and there will be no more.
So good-by my love you were my treat
When I leave this world I’m sure we’ll meet.
On the other side maybe it is much better
Till then my love all I have is this letter.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Hello everyone, guess you're heard the news... well, what you don't seem to know is that the robots live on. You are welcome to stop by and visit any time. Hey we all had to start somewhere and the robots got their start at Marley's in Phoenix.
What's a family of robots to to when they are out of work. Find NEW work. NUFF said, eh?
I was very busy during the time the robots were unemployed as that was my very life blood as well. I received lots of emails during this search and some of them even led to a few gigs for the bots.
People Helping People (PHP) doesn't just apply to making money, it applies to courtesy, caring, sharing and laughter. It also applies to grieving, singing and so on and so forth.
The robots did do some charity jobs while unemployed but that didn't lead to anything lasting.
........ now that I've said all this, Yeeehaaaaa and hot damn the Robots live!!!
ROCK ON... you Rockin Robots and good luck with your employement search.
Wasn't there a song out and about called Rock On?
Sure enuff, there was and here it is.
here
here
View Lyrics Songfacts: You can leave comments about the song at the bottom of the page.
This was written for the movie That'll Be The Day, starring Ringo Starr... and David Essex. Ringo was a musician who sometimes acted. Essex was an actor who was sometimes a musician. It didn't make it on to the movie. (thanks, Brad Wind - Miami, FL)
The lyrics are a tribute to the early days of Rock 'n' Roll.
This was a US #1 hit for Michael Damian in 1989. Like David Essex, Damian was also an actor. He was on the soap opera The Young And The Restless.
Damian's version was used in the Corey Feldman movie Dream A Little Dream.
This was Essex' only hit in the US, but he had several more in England.
The trippy rhythm made this a popular drug song.
This is the opening song for the 2000 movie Sunset Strip. (thanks, Shari - Port Townsend, WA)
Def Leppard covered this song for their 2006 CD Yeah! The CD is a tribute to influential '60s and '70s Rock bands. (thanks, Adolfo - Mission, TX)
The influence of James Dean, Elvis and Ringo Star show up in ROCK ON.
Hey kid, rock and roll
Rock on, ooh, my soul
Hey kid, boogey too, did ya
Hey shout, summertime blues
Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes
Hey kid, rock and roll, rock on
And where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear
Still looking for that blue jean, baby queen
Prettiest girl I ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean
(James Dean)
And where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear
Still looking for that blue jean, baby queen
Prettiest girl I ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean
Jimmy Dean
Rock on
Rock on
Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on
Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on
Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on
Rock on
Hey, hey
Rock and roll
Rock on........
Monday, January 11, 2010
The Mind, the game, the two authors/maybe we should do a movie instead.
August 17, 2008
The Mind, the game, the two authors
The Infinite Play line of thought on the question: “Do we need to monitor every thought?”
We do not need to monitor our thoughts however we may evaluate what is being generated and the validity of the output from our mind. Thoughts are generated as a result of the placement of our attention and as a product of our formulated intention. There is a source connected perspective (truth) and a source disconnected perspective (fiction). We know the truth (feelings serve as an indicator) and be(lie)ve fictions. As we master the control of our attention and the formulation of holistic intention the thoughts generated by the mind evolve.
Some of you may have noticed that the mind likes to turn everything into a story, which is fine; the universe is all about creating an epic story for entertainment in the one real, (meaning non-fabricated) thing the void. There seems to be two authors producing material which story we decide to listen to is up to us. We might say one of the authors is ego and the other is spirit. One of the authors has infinite awareness and the other author has finite awareness. They each tell us a different story, one based on truth and the other pure fiction, an all knowing perspective and an ignorant perspective.
There is playful fiction, for the game of pretend and make believe, which The One plays for fun, the infinite game, and then there is serious fiction, this is when the fiction is taken to be absolutely true and all the fun is taken out of the play and it becomes a drama. Then beings start creating fiction for the purpose of winning in a finite game that also has losers. Having got caught up in the play
Posted by Richard at 9:31 PM | Comments (0)
May 10, 2008
All about the Infinite Play and the Infinite Player the Infinite Game
It is all about Infinite Play as seen on the movie web site. The Infinite Player plays for the fun of playing (like children often do). The Infinite game does not have winners or losers and it has no end.
The Finite players play to win, and there are winners and losers. The finite players have lost sight of their true infinite nature and are clueless about the infinite game going on all around them. Finite games are not always fun especially when the players get too serious having lost sight of their true infinite nature. Finite games always come to an end as do finite players. Infinite players always live on in the never-ending play…
Finite players create a world of fiction to facilitate their limited play; the infinite players live in a world of truth that allows unlimited play.
The Infinite Player knows their authentic self, the finite player knows only their fictional self. Every being is born an infinite player, yet if their parents are finite players they are soon indoctrinated with the world of fiction and finite play, a fictional self is created which obscures their true authentic self behind illusion. There only hope is to encounter an infinite player (guru or master), that can shed the light that reveals their true identify, the authentic self, and it’s infinite nature. The first step to becoming an infinite player is to become an apprentice, so that one can be taught what they already know but seem to have forgotten.
Continue reading "All about the Infinite Play and the Infinite Player the Infinite Game"
Posted by Richard at 4:20 PM | Comments (1)
January 6, 2006
Book on Ancient masonry surfaces
It was thought no copies of the 1890 edition, existed. All were thought to have been destroyed and replaced by the 1892 edition with chapters and content removed. One has now surfaced as if by a Mysterious Force. In it is what was removed and to remain hidden regarding Ancient Masonry for the world was not ready.
Those that hold the key, the infinite player apprentice, have acquired links to page images of this rare volume privately published in a limited edition of hand numbered copies that state “This Book is not to be removed from this room” ~The Librarian
Continue reading "Book on Ancient masonry surfaces"
Posted by Richard at 7:14 PM | Comments (3)
November 4, 2005
Pink Dot Experience First of many revelations
Everyone needs to have the…
Pink Dot Experience.
Some say it is an On Demand Paranormal Experience.
Others say it’s revelation in experiential quantum physics where the observer and the observed are one in the same. Even the skeptics cannot explain the phenomena mostly because it can be reproduced again and again, and is fully open to scrutiny.
The most common response is “wow”. It is for real, and there is more revelation to come.
It is not an Illusion like much of what is propagated in the world today, it is for real your mind is connected, there is no separation, it is the Illusion of separation that divides us.
Don’t let fear stand in your way it is what keeps us apart.
Forget the words and labels; they are not real, focus on the essence, just be.
It was discovered while exploring the new field of intangics (google it and see where it takes you)
Have the expereince click here is free
Posted by Richard at 3:53 AM | Comments (1)
August 25, 2005
New Navigation System and Ticket Option New Video
We have moved the site to it's offcial domain infiniteplaythemovie.com
We are adding the new navigation system soon.
There will be a new Documentary called "The Dream Cruise" where we actually interview people inside a dream during their dream for the first time.
We have a new ticket purchase option which is in between free and owning a key.
Stay tuned...
Posted by Richard at 7:15 AM | Comments (0)
August 10, 2005
We have answered some of the questions about ...
From The Air Pictures, A Thief in the Night Production, and Mysterious Force Ventures look here at the links at the bottom of the page. There is the answer to Who am i, and who are they.
But in short they would "return from the air", work "like a thief in the night", in conjunction with a mysterious force, that brings together a group that form a venture to end the conflict on the planet and solve the mysteries.
Posted by Richard at 7:16 PM | Comments (0)
Google has provided discussion groups for the movie
Google has provided discussion groups for the movie
There is a general audience discussion that requires one to subscribe to read or post. There is another for Key Holders only and this is by invitation only. Obviously key holders get invited.
Posted by Richard at 7:10 PM | Comments (0)
From The Observer
From The Observer
The movie is about a single character and dozens of supporting characters that create a movie that is interactive and dynamically integrated with the Internet that is about a movie that is interactive and dynamically integrated with the Internet and the real world. The movie interfaces and merges with reality.
The movie actually involves the audience watching it and they actually participate in the unfolding of the plot, which is almost akin to being outside time and space. This movie breaks all precedents and boundaries that have previously contained the entertainment industry. This breaking of boundaries sounds very much like the premise of infinite play.
Continue reading "From The Observer"
Posted by Richard at 6:46 AM | Comments (1)
From The Director
From The Director
The movie is unfolding and we are just letting it happen within a frame work that we have established. There seems to be something bigger than us behind the synchronistic events that have been occurring. True to the nature of the film there seems to be a mysterious force at work. It seems many special people of an extraordinary nature are being attracted to the project. We expect many more in the days to contact us and play a role and there are many still to be filled.
Continue reading "From The Director"
Posted by Richard at 6:43 AM | Comments (0)
Welcome To Infinite Play The Movie
This movie is about a movie that transforms the world, through expansion of awareness, the application of wisdom and intelligence and using the power of the question rather than statement. It presents a clever demonstration of and investigation into the great mysteries and the creation of our experience.
Continue reading "Welcome To Infinite Play The Movie"
Posted by Richard at 12:30 AM | Comments (1)
here
Infinite Play The Movie
here
Neo Meets Morpheus
here
Matrix the Movie End Scene
here
here
Linda Ronstadt Calls Joe Arpaio "a Sadistic Man," Will Participate in Anti-Arpaio Human Rights March Saturday, January 16
By Stephen Lemons in Feathered BastardTue., Dec. 29 2009 @ 3:36PM
Tucson native Linda Ronstadt joins the fight against Joe this January 16
In a conversation this morning via phone, Tucson native and rock legend Linda Ronstadt denounced Sheriff Joe Arpaio's reign of tyranny in Maricopa County and promised to march alongside thousands of activists planning to converge on Phoenix this Saturday, January 16 for a National Day of Action, which will include a walk to Arpaio's jails and a rally and concert afterwards.
The Grammy-winning recording artist, whose career has spanned four decades and multiple genres, said she was moved by the situation in Arizona and Arpaio's abuses of power to participate in the demonstration, which is being organized in large part by the California-based National Day Laborer Organizing Network and Phoenix civil rights activist Sal Reza's Puente Movement.
"He's a sadistic man," said Ronstadt of Arpaio. "He doesn't have great respect for the law. I come from a police family. My brother was the chief of police in Tucson for many years, a real law man...He was the one who made me understand that when the law is unevenly applied or badly applied, it weakens all law. That's what's very concerning about Sheriff Arpaio."
Ronstadt, who maintains a home in Tucson where she lives part of the year, cited Arpaio's raids against the undocumented, his mistreatment of prisoners in his custody, and the deaths in his jails as reasons for criticizing him. She also blasted Arpaio's police state tactics against those who speak out against his iron rule.
"Any of us could be snatched off the street without a warrant because of the way Arpaio is applying the law," noted Ronstadt. "He's had people go and arrest Republicans that have opposed him...They have these trumped up charges, and then later on they go, `Oh well, I guess we weren't right about these charges.' By then the damage is done and people are terrified of him. That's what happens in places...where they have dictators."
The lady once dubbed the Queen of Rock described at length her deep roots in southern Arizona. Her paternal grandfather Fred Ronstadt was born in Mexico and emigrated to the U.S. during the 19th Century to apprentice at wagon making. (The Ronstadt family name is German, she said, and is indicative of the European settlers who migrated to Mexico and intermarried with locals.)
Fred Ronstadt later owned a large hardware store in downtown Tucson, which closed in the 1970s. Linda Ronstadt grew up eating tamales during Christmas and singing family songs in Spanish. She eventually turned these songs into an album she released in 1987 called "Canciones De Mi Padre," or "Songs of My Father," a huge commercial success for her.
Ronstadt said she's always considered herself to be Mexican-American. This family history and her ties to the state give Ronstadt further motivation to join the protesters against Arpaio in mid-January.
"I have a couple of dogs in this fight," she stated. "I love Arizona. I've always been very proud of being from Arizona. I don't want this awful man to make me ashamed that I'm from this state or that I'm from a law enforcement family. I don't want to be ashamed of that. I want to be proud of that. He's making me ashamed of it. I'd like for him to stop. I'd like for the people of Maricopa County to wake up and see what they're doing, because there are going to be repercussions from this. Eventually there will have to be some action taken if they keep returning [Arpaio] to office, a boycott or a strike."
Of particular concern to Ronstadt is the treatment of the undocumented and Arizona's prison industrial complex, which she sees as intertwined. She perceives the prison lobby as yet another lobby like "the beer industry or the gambling industry," which makes enormous profits from the criminalization of the undocumented. For the prison industry, someone like Arpaio is a godsend, Ronstadt contended.
Ronstadt said she's also been to the Arizona-Mexico border and to the Arizona desert with individuals working with organizations like No More Deaths. She decried the current economic situation which forces Mexicans to risk death in the desert for the hope of survival in the U.S.
"They're contributing in tremendous ways to the economy up here," Ronstadt commented of Mexican migrants, "and to the labor force. And people are taking advantage of them, and then treating them like dirt, and throwing them back over the border.
"I've held a woman in my arms crying and sobbing at the border because she wanted to get back to her children. She was willing to do anything she had to do to get back across the border and get back to her child, like any good mother would."
The result of this situation, asserted Ronstadt, is a "permanent underclass" that "has to resort to crime to survive." The solution must include a pathway to legalization for the undocumented.
"There has to be some kind of a fair way for them to get citizenship or work permits," she told me. "These are decent, hardworking people who want to live fully in the limits of the law. They don't want to live outside the law. That's much more difficult. They're here. It's a fact. We're not going to keep them out. So we have to figure out how to make it legal for them [to be here]."
Unlike many pro-immigrant activists, Ronstadt declined to criticize the Obama administration's policy towards America's estimated 12 million undocumented, claiming that Obama has his hands tied by Congress and cannot "wave a magic wand" over the issue. She also dismissed concerns that her participation in the march would make her a target for right-wing and nativist attacks.
"You have to stand up for what is right, otherwise bad stuff just overwhelms the whole process," she insisted. "You have to stand up and say, `This is wrong.' I'm going to stand in solidarity with these people. They have a right to have humane treatment."
On January 16, Ronstadt is expected to join UFW icon Dolores Huerta, and Rage Against the Machine/One Day as a Lion frontman Zack de la Rocha, in a walk from Phoenix's Falcon Park to Arpaio's jail complex near Durango Street and 35th Avenue. There, organizers intend to march around the jails, then end with a rally that will include a performance by the Tejano act Little Joe y La Familia.
Ronstadt said she helped garner the inclusion of Little Joe y La Familia in the event, calling them, "one of my favorite acts in the music business." She left open the possibility that she might join them in song at the end of the march.
"It depends on whether or not we have time to rehearse," Ronstadt explained. "I've never performed with [Little Joe]...but if I can, I'll get up and sing a song with him. I just want to go, to show up and show my [opposition to Arpaio]. He's not a good lawman. He's breaking the law and making the law weak. People in Maricopa County need to realize this."
Tags: Linda Ronstadt, MCSO, NDLON, Puente, Salvador Reza, Sheriff Joe Arpaio
The Star Children
As I go along in my planning for OUR dream concert things are a-changin, yep they are and hopefully will be that way until the day or days of presentation with patience and tolerance. (At some point, we will have to simply call it finished...... for the moment anyways and simply wrap it up and move forward to the next day or days of continuation.........)
here
As others learn and teach, this will be a concert in progress depending on others inputs.......... and how we together as a 'SPIRIT' view it and make it happen.
Oprah's Girls School In Africa (On Letterman)
here
The Creation of the Dumbass
here
That 70's Show-Kelso Calls the White House
here
That 70's Show-Best Scene Ever
here
Hanging out!
Down the Street -
the same old thing!
We did last week
Not a thing to do -
but to talk to you
woaho yeah!
Hello Wisconsin!
Mom and Dad live upstairs
The music's loud
So we don't care
Nixon's gone
But rock lives on
Alright!
We're still rocking in Wisconsin
Oh yeah!
We're still rocking in Wisconsin
That's right!
Steal a car
And drive on down ... pick me up
And we'll drive around
Not a thing to do
But talk to you
Whoah yeah! Hello Wisconsin!
Third Rock From The Sun (Joe Diffie)
here
The Mind, the game, the two authors
The Infinite Play line of thought on the question: “Do we need to monitor every thought?”
We do not need to monitor our thoughts however we may evaluate what is being generated and the validity of the output from our mind. Thoughts are generated as a result of the placement of our attention and as a product of our formulated intention. There is a source connected perspective (truth) and a source disconnected perspective (fiction). We know the truth (feelings serve as an indicator) and be(lie)ve fictions. As we master the control of our attention and the formulation of holistic intention the thoughts generated by the mind evolve.
Some of you may have noticed that the mind likes to turn everything into a story, which is fine; the universe is all about creating an epic story for entertainment in the one real, (meaning non-fabricated) thing the void. There seems to be two authors producing material which story we decide to listen to is up to us. We might say one of the authors is ego and the other is spirit. One of the authors has infinite awareness and the other author has finite awareness. They each tell us a different story, one based on truth and the other pure fiction, an all knowing perspective and an ignorant perspective.
There is playful fiction, for the game of pretend and make believe, which The One plays for fun, the infinite game, and then there is serious fiction, this is when the fiction is taken to be absolutely true and all the fun is taken out of the play and it becomes a drama. Then beings start creating fiction for the purpose of winning in a finite game that also has losers. Having got caught up in the play
Posted by Richard at 9:31 PM | Comments (0)
May 10, 2008
All about the Infinite Play and the Infinite Player the Infinite Game
It is all about Infinite Play as seen on the movie web site. The Infinite Player plays for the fun of playing (like children often do). The Infinite game does not have winners or losers and it has no end.
The Finite players play to win, and there are winners and losers. The finite players have lost sight of their true infinite nature and are clueless about the infinite game going on all around them. Finite games are not always fun especially when the players get too serious having lost sight of their true infinite nature. Finite games always come to an end as do finite players. Infinite players always live on in the never-ending play…
Finite players create a world of fiction to facilitate their limited play; the infinite players live in a world of truth that allows unlimited play.
The Infinite Player knows their authentic self, the finite player knows only their fictional self. Every being is born an infinite player, yet if their parents are finite players they are soon indoctrinated with the world of fiction and finite play, a fictional self is created which obscures their true authentic self behind illusion. There only hope is to encounter an infinite player (guru or master), that can shed the light that reveals their true identify, the authentic self, and it’s infinite nature. The first step to becoming an infinite player is to become an apprentice, so that one can be taught what they already know but seem to have forgotten.
Continue reading "All about the Infinite Play and the Infinite Player the Infinite Game"
Posted by Richard at 4:20 PM | Comments (1)
January 6, 2006
Book on Ancient masonry surfaces
It was thought no copies of the 1890 edition, existed. All were thought to have been destroyed and replaced by the 1892 edition with chapters and content removed. One has now surfaced as if by a Mysterious Force. In it is what was removed and to remain hidden regarding Ancient Masonry for the world was not ready.
Those that hold the key, the infinite player apprentice, have acquired links to page images of this rare volume privately published in a limited edition of hand numbered copies that state “This Book is not to be removed from this room” ~The Librarian
Continue reading "Book on Ancient masonry surfaces"
Posted by Richard at 7:14 PM | Comments (3)
November 4, 2005
Pink Dot Experience First of many revelations
Everyone needs to have the…
Pink Dot Experience.
Some say it is an On Demand Paranormal Experience.
Others say it’s revelation in experiential quantum physics where the observer and the observed are one in the same. Even the skeptics cannot explain the phenomena mostly because it can be reproduced again and again, and is fully open to scrutiny.
The most common response is “wow”. It is for real, and there is more revelation to come.
It is not an Illusion like much of what is propagated in the world today, it is for real your mind is connected, there is no separation, it is the Illusion of separation that divides us.
Don’t let fear stand in your way it is what keeps us apart.
Forget the words and labels; they are not real, focus on the essence, just be.
It was discovered while exploring the new field of intangics (google it and see where it takes you)
Have the expereince click here is free
Posted by Richard at 3:53 AM | Comments (1)
August 25, 2005
New Navigation System and Ticket Option New Video
We have moved the site to it's offcial domain infiniteplaythemovie.com
We are adding the new navigation system soon.
There will be a new Documentary called "The Dream Cruise" where we actually interview people inside a dream during their dream for the first time.
We have a new ticket purchase option which is in between free and owning a key.
Stay tuned...
Posted by Richard at 7:15 AM | Comments (0)
August 10, 2005
We have answered some of the questions about ...
From The Air Pictures, A Thief in the Night Production, and Mysterious Force Ventures look here at the links at the bottom of the page. There is the answer to Who am i, and who are they.
But in short they would "return from the air", work "like a thief in the night", in conjunction with a mysterious force, that brings together a group that form a venture to end the conflict on the planet and solve the mysteries.
Posted by Richard at 7:16 PM | Comments (0)
Google has provided discussion groups for the movie
Google has provided discussion groups for the movie
There is a general audience discussion that requires one to subscribe to read or post. There is another for Key Holders only and this is by invitation only. Obviously key holders get invited.
Posted by Richard at 7:10 PM | Comments (0)
From The Observer
From The Observer
The movie is about a single character and dozens of supporting characters that create a movie that is interactive and dynamically integrated with the Internet that is about a movie that is interactive and dynamically integrated with the Internet and the real world. The movie interfaces and merges with reality.
The movie actually involves the audience watching it and they actually participate in the unfolding of the plot, which is almost akin to being outside time and space. This movie breaks all precedents and boundaries that have previously contained the entertainment industry. This breaking of boundaries sounds very much like the premise of infinite play.
Continue reading "From The Observer"
Posted by Richard at 6:46 AM | Comments (1)
From The Director
From The Director
The movie is unfolding and we are just letting it happen within a frame work that we have established. There seems to be something bigger than us behind the synchronistic events that have been occurring. True to the nature of the film there seems to be a mysterious force at work. It seems many special people of an extraordinary nature are being attracted to the project. We expect many more in the days to contact us and play a role and there are many still to be filled.
Continue reading "From The Director"
Posted by Richard at 6:43 AM | Comments (0)
Welcome To Infinite Play The Movie
This movie is about a movie that transforms the world, through expansion of awareness, the application of wisdom and intelligence and using the power of the question rather than statement. It presents a clever demonstration of and investigation into the great mysteries and the creation of our experience.
Continue reading "Welcome To Infinite Play The Movie"
Posted by Richard at 12:30 AM | Comments (1)
here
Infinite Play The Movie
here
Neo Meets Morpheus
here
Matrix the Movie End Scene
here
here
Linda Ronstadt Calls Joe Arpaio "a Sadistic Man," Will Participate in Anti-Arpaio Human Rights March Saturday, January 16
By Stephen Lemons in Feathered BastardTue., Dec. 29 2009 @ 3:36PM
Tucson native Linda Ronstadt joins the fight against Joe this January 16
In a conversation this morning via phone, Tucson native and rock legend Linda Ronstadt denounced Sheriff Joe Arpaio's reign of tyranny in Maricopa County and promised to march alongside thousands of activists planning to converge on Phoenix this Saturday, January 16 for a National Day of Action, which will include a walk to Arpaio's jails and a rally and concert afterwards.
The Grammy-winning recording artist, whose career has spanned four decades and multiple genres, said she was moved by the situation in Arizona and Arpaio's abuses of power to participate in the demonstration, which is being organized in large part by the California-based National Day Laborer Organizing Network and Phoenix civil rights activist Sal Reza's Puente Movement.
"He's a sadistic man," said Ronstadt of Arpaio. "He doesn't have great respect for the law. I come from a police family. My brother was the chief of police in Tucson for many years, a real law man...He was the one who made me understand that when the law is unevenly applied or badly applied, it weakens all law. That's what's very concerning about Sheriff Arpaio."
Ronstadt, who maintains a home in Tucson where she lives part of the year, cited Arpaio's raids against the undocumented, his mistreatment of prisoners in his custody, and the deaths in his jails as reasons for criticizing him. She also blasted Arpaio's police state tactics against those who speak out against his iron rule.
"Any of us could be snatched off the street without a warrant because of the way Arpaio is applying the law," noted Ronstadt. "He's had people go and arrest Republicans that have opposed him...They have these trumped up charges, and then later on they go, `Oh well, I guess we weren't right about these charges.' By then the damage is done and people are terrified of him. That's what happens in places...where they have dictators."
The lady once dubbed the Queen of Rock described at length her deep roots in southern Arizona. Her paternal grandfather Fred Ronstadt was born in Mexico and emigrated to the U.S. during the 19th Century to apprentice at wagon making. (The Ronstadt family name is German, she said, and is indicative of the European settlers who migrated to Mexico and intermarried with locals.)
Fred Ronstadt later owned a large hardware store in downtown Tucson, which closed in the 1970s. Linda Ronstadt grew up eating tamales during Christmas and singing family songs in Spanish. She eventually turned these songs into an album she released in 1987 called "Canciones De Mi Padre," or "Songs of My Father," a huge commercial success for her.
Ronstadt said she's always considered herself to be Mexican-American. This family history and her ties to the state give Ronstadt further motivation to join the protesters against Arpaio in mid-January.
"I have a couple of dogs in this fight," she stated. "I love Arizona. I've always been very proud of being from Arizona. I don't want this awful man to make me ashamed that I'm from this state or that I'm from a law enforcement family. I don't want to be ashamed of that. I want to be proud of that. He's making me ashamed of it. I'd like for him to stop. I'd like for the people of Maricopa County to wake up and see what they're doing, because there are going to be repercussions from this. Eventually there will have to be some action taken if they keep returning [Arpaio] to office, a boycott or a strike."
Of particular concern to Ronstadt is the treatment of the undocumented and Arizona's prison industrial complex, which she sees as intertwined. She perceives the prison lobby as yet another lobby like "the beer industry or the gambling industry," which makes enormous profits from the criminalization of the undocumented. For the prison industry, someone like Arpaio is a godsend, Ronstadt contended.
Ronstadt said she's also been to the Arizona-Mexico border and to the Arizona desert with individuals working with organizations like No More Deaths. She decried the current economic situation which forces Mexicans to risk death in the desert for the hope of survival in the U.S.
"They're contributing in tremendous ways to the economy up here," Ronstadt commented of Mexican migrants, "and to the labor force. And people are taking advantage of them, and then treating them like dirt, and throwing them back over the border.
"I've held a woman in my arms crying and sobbing at the border because she wanted to get back to her children. She was willing to do anything she had to do to get back across the border and get back to her child, like any good mother would."
The result of this situation, asserted Ronstadt, is a "permanent underclass" that "has to resort to crime to survive." The solution must include a pathway to legalization for the undocumented.
"There has to be some kind of a fair way for them to get citizenship or work permits," she told me. "These are decent, hardworking people who want to live fully in the limits of the law. They don't want to live outside the law. That's much more difficult. They're here. It's a fact. We're not going to keep them out. So we have to figure out how to make it legal for them [to be here]."
Unlike many pro-immigrant activists, Ronstadt declined to criticize the Obama administration's policy towards America's estimated 12 million undocumented, claiming that Obama has his hands tied by Congress and cannot "wave a magic wand" over the issue. She also dismissed concerns that her participation in the march would make her a target for right-wing and nativist attacks.
"You have to stand up for what is right, otherwise bad stuff just overwhelms the whole process," she insisted. "You have to stand up and say, `This is wrong.' I'm going to stand in solidarity with these people. They have a right to have humane treatment."
On January 16, Ronstadt is expected to join UFW icon Dolores Huerta, and Rage Against the Machine/One Day as a Lion frontman Zack de la Rocha, in a walk from Phoenix's Falcon Park to Arpaio's jail complex near Durango Street and 35th Avenue. There, organizers intend to march around the jails, then end with a rally that will include a performance by the Tejano act Little Joe y La Familia.
Ronstadt said she helped garner the inclusion of Little Joe y La Familia in the event, calling them, "one of my favorite acts in the music business." She left open the possibility that she might join them in song at the end of the march.
"It depends on whether or not we have time to rehearse," Ronstadt explained. "I've never performed with [Little Joe]...but if I can, I'll get up and sing a song with him. I just want to go, to show up and show my [opposition to Arpaio]. He's not a good lawman. He's breaking the law and making the law weak. People in Maricopa County need to realize this."
Tags: Linda Ronstadt, MCSO, NDLON, Puente, Salvador Reza, Sheriff Joe Arpaio
The Star Children
As I go along in my planning for OUR dream concert things are a-changin, yep they are and hopefully will be that way until the day or days of presentation with patience and tolerance. (At some point, we will have to simply call it finished...... for the moment anyways and simply wrap it up and move forward to the next day or days of continuation.........)
here
As others learn and teach, this will be a concert in progress depending on others inputs.......... and how we together as a 'SPIRIT' view it and make it happen.
Oprah's Girls School In Africa (On Letterman)
here
The Creation of the Dumbass
here
That 70's Show-Kelso Calls the White House
here
That 70's Show-Best Scene Ever
here
Hanging out!
Down the Street -
the same old thing!
We did last week
Not a thing to do -
but to talk to you
woaho yeah!
Hello Wisconsin!
Mom and Dad live upstairs
The music's loud
So we don't care
Nixon's gone
But rock lives on
Alright!
We're still rocking in Wisconsin
Oh yeah!
We're still rocking in Wisconsin
That's right!
Steal a car
And drive on down ... pick me up
And we'll drive around
Not a thing to do
But talk to you
Whoah yeah! Hello Wisconsin!
Third Rock From The Sun (Joe Diffie)
here
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