Saturday, April 15, 2006

Trinkets

Just some random stuff with minimum ceremony. Enjoy!
Piccolo at Christmas time. This is probably the best he's ever looked. ^^

Half of a Cadbury chocolate bunny
Mandarin-filled chocolate egg
Muesli
A handful of cashew nuts

The last four things I ate. It's Easter. Don't judge me! :P

The view west from Dad's back door, Canterbury.

"All the lessons of history in four sentences:
Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad with power.
The mills of God grind slowly, but they grind exceedingly small.
The bee fertilizes the flower it robs.
When it is dark enough, you can see the stars."
- Charles A. Beard

The shearing gang at Tiramoana, Canterbury. I got to work with these guys for a few days as a shedhan. It was great. Mind-numbing, but great.

"In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud
and your form and colour are the way I love them.
You are mine, mine, woman with sweet lips
and in your life my infinite dreams live.
 The lamp of my soul dyes your feet, the sour wine is sweeter on your lips,
oh reaper of my evening song,
how solitary dreams believe you to be mine!

You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the afternoon's
wind, and the wind hauls on my widowed voice.
Huntress of the depth of my eyes, your plunder stills your nocturnal regard as though it were water.

You are taken in the net of my music, my love, and my nets of music are wide as the sky.
My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning.
In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin."

"In My Sky at Twilight" by Pablo Neruda, from the Spanish-English book I was reading while shed-handing.

An abstract net-curtain creation of my sister's.

Our new kittens, Molly and Ziggy. The dogs haven't bothered them much so far. ^ - ^

James Blunt - Wisemen
Al Stewart - Year of the Cat
Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Higher Ground

The last three songs played on my MP3 player. <3

"The remarkable thing is that we really love our neighbor as ourselves: we do unto others as we do unto ourselves. We hate others when we hate ourselves. We are tolerant toward others when we tolerate ourselves. We forgive others when we forgive ourselves. We are prone to sacrifice others when we are ready to sacrifice ourselves."
- Eric Hoffer

My sis again.

amnesty.org
makepovertyhistory.org
deviantart.com

Three websites I think you should visit.

Photo taken out the car window on the way back down to Dunedin, around Rakaia.

That about does it. =) Hopefully there are no major code screw-ups. Have a good day!

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Monday, April 10, 2006

Rainiac & Disney

Yes, I did spell that correctly. You try coming up with a catchy title after 8 weeks of schoolwork. :P *cue hundreds of people around the world rolling their eyes and saying 'she has no idea'*

I know. I know I have no idea... and I've decided that's my philosophy. There is more to know than can ever, ever, ever be known - something along the lines of The Lion King's "There is more to be seen than can ever be seen, more to do than can ever be done." Go Elton John. You said it.

From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There's more to be seen than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done

Some say eat or be eaten
Some say live and let live
But all are agreed as they join the stampede
You should never take more than you give

In the circle of life
It's the wheel of fortune
It's the leap of faith
It's the band of hope
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of life

Some of us fall by the wayside
And some of us soar to the stars
And some of us sail through our troubles
And some have to live with the scars

There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round

Yay Disney!!! See, that's what's missing now from all those stupid kids' movies - there's no magic. There's no Beauty and the Beast (most gorgeous movie ever), no Pocahontas, no Mulan or Aladdin or The Little Mermaid. They're what I love about being young, being able to curl up under a big fluffy rug on a rainy Saturday afternoon and sit for hours watching Mulan fight the Huns, or seeing Pocahontas the Indian princess fall in love with John Smith and his wavy blonde hair. Kocoum!!! Damn I loved that guy. [Explanation: the Indian brave who was to marry Pocahontas before she met John Smith. Was killed by a British sailor while protecting his people from the 'white demons'.]
About three or four years ago, my sister and I rented those two movies from the video store and watched them 4 times each over a two-day period. It was bliss. ^ - ^

16 is a wonderful age for me. I like it. I think I'll keep it. Now, because I just googled 'Pocahontas' and came up with all manner of depressing websites, I will add that stuff like that doesn't need to be historically accurate. It's the magic that's important, the positive messages that come through about spirit and kindness and being a good person. It's beautiful, and innocent; it's the stuff inside us that we used to bathe in but now struggle to touch. We need more Disney movies, more of whatever it was that charmed you in your youth. Go out, watch them again. Bring marshmallows, curl up in the warm or stretch out on some sunny couch with whatever or whoever else would make you happy. It's good for you - just do it with an open heart, and I guarantee you'll feel better. ^ - ^ And everyone could do with some feeling better...

Ha, the stuff that'll fall out of your head when you start typing... Blogs are great. ^^

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