Sky Pilot

(All these pics are from my new toy, my Canon PowerShot A510. Maybe not the most awesome camera in the World, but pretty impressive to me.)

I go out this morning, seems I am always beating the Sun in the morning, "What a sleepyhead that Sun must be!!!" I look up at the sky and the clouds are whispy and seem lay upon this blue background as it were fabric, maybe the Fabric of Life.

Well, anyways, I have to run inside to get my camera and take some pics. As the sun was coming up and it tended to melt away the dark blue background, but I did the best I could considering the cold still air.

If one could make the Clouds stand still for just a moment or the Sun not come over the Horizon for just a moment, just so that I can get this picture taken. All I need is just that one extra moment in the Fabric of Time. But alas, it is not to be, I have to struggle like the rest of the world as time goes flying by. So, I have one good pic showing Mother Earth's deep blue sky, which she hides during the day.

The clouds against the blue background were impressive at least to me. So now that we have so much to do, sitting here daydreaming watching the clouds. I remember when I was younger, the girl upstairs from me would smoke a joint and just groove on the clouds. Me, I was more into listening to Santana, Black Magic Woman and such things as these. After all, Mother Earth, must be a Magical Being to put up with all she has had to endure. But, I for now will just enjoy her gifts of Love and Freedom.

All Things Considered

The cold early morning dew has revealed what has been hidden from my eyes. Yes, an eye opener, the Web of Life, a web so gracefully and powerfully woven and yet it is, but a trap for the unsuspecting fool. But, I see the light as Light reveals all that is.

The web has been freshly made, but the maker of the web reveals herself not. What fool cannot see, that this web is waiting in patience for thee.

The cold air strikes a balance with the moisture as it drifts upwards from the water's edge. Only for a short while can one see this fog, the Mist of Mystery and Pleasure. Can this pleasure only be mine. What lies there, lurking in the Shadowy Mist, that which you keep there under Lock and Key. Those that walk through this fog, do they see the fog that clouds their vision. I fear not, as most go charging forward without a thought of what they do to themselves and those that abide around them. Only for a moment, if they could stop and look, they would see all that drags them down into the heaviness of the fog. But alas, it will soon become invisible that which is a drag on your being and you shall go charging forth as if you knew wharest you are going, but reality being what it is, you can shield most all from seeing the pain that you harbor, lest you have to deal with your pain. Maybe this pain is the comfort that drives you like a curse. It could be different, if you could only release that which pains you.

The air is cold and penetrating through the thinness of my shirt. It chills me to the bone. The sun but a bright spot, slowly as it makes it's way into the day, it's Light to bring warmth to all that will boldly go forth on this day. It shall dispell the heavy mist that shields all from it's Light. May this be another beautiful day, which transforms the darkness into the Light of the Day.

So Mote It Be.

What Thoust Has Done To Me

Many bulls have compassed me:
strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
They gaped upon me with their mouths,
as a ravening and a roaring lion.
I am poured out like water,
and all my bones are out of joint:
my heart is like wax;
it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd;
and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;
and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
For dogs have compassed me:
the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me:
they pierced my hands and my feet.
I may tell all my bones:
they look and stare upon me.
They part my garments among them,
and cast lots upon my vesture.

From:

Psalms. The Holy Bible, King James version, Electronic Text Center, University of Virginia Library

What the Flog

Ahh, it's been awhile since we have been here, so I must do something. I think back and oh, it seems so long ago, but was just the other day. What I thought I wanted, wasn't real, it was just my Imagination Gone Wild, there'll be no more Girls Gone Wild, at least not New Orleans style for a good long while. And no more Imagination Gone Wild either, at least not until the next time. When I look, I no longer see what I saw, it is so much less than I had imagined. How the Imagination can trick someone as careful as I. Yeah, but Ekaterina was so much more and yes, she is like a branding iron upon my soul, branding herself upon my breast, searing my fleash with her naked image, lest I forget of her beauty and endearing qualities. But, there is so much more. More. More.

The other night, I watched Foxfire starring Angeline Jolie, what a hot bitch she is. Would not want to meet her in a dark alley, Yes, I would. With such hot lips just begging to be kissed. What she could do to my frail body, God, let's not go there. But, you know my drift here. I also bought Girl Interrupted, another Jolie film and also starring Whoopie Goldberg, another one of my flames of passion. Where would I be and what would I be, if I didn't have these Flames of Passion? So this movie is going to be another HOT, HOT, HOT movie. And let me tell you a secret, I got them out of the $5 bin at Walmart. People just don't know what is good for them, they would rather watch people getting raped, murdered and plundered. I would rather just to have Angeline Jolie or maybe Madonna and maybe a few others plunder my body. And that my friends would be heavenly.

Turning of the Wheel

I just got done talking to my online group of witches and yes, those that belong to the group are to be considered as such. Actually this is not my online group, but I am just one member among the many.

Thursday nite, we are to meet for coffee and thursday nite is also the Solstice, which occurs at 6:22 pm on the 22nd. Now this represents the "Turning of the Wheel", a time when night and day are equal and the changing of the seasons. Some also consider this the beginning of the new year. This is a sacred time of the year for us. So, we are sitting there at our PCs thinking what can we do. I suggest we all sit at a round table holding hands and do a little prayer type of thing. Another suggests someone dance upon the table, one among us is a belly dancer, so I suggest she comes in her bangles and beads and her 7 veils and perform for us dancing all around the coffee shop or maybe dancing on the table. But then reality sets in, who in Heavens name invited him here anyways.

So we think we move this whole thing to someones back yard and have a bonfire and the whole nine yards, but it's kind of too late to change the event. Sometimes the best events are the ones that are spontaneous. So it is back to the coffee table with plain old coffee, no wine, women and song. No naked dancing by the light of the moon. Who said anything about naked dancing. No dancing around the bonfire. No wine, no mead and no beer. Not to even mention that which cannot be mentioned.

No matter what happens, I know it will be fun, because we are a group of dark gregarious witches and we will make each other laugh and we will be merry. And isn't that the purpose of celebrating the Solstice, to create merriment to celebrate the passing of the Solstice.

So mote it be.

Brewing Underground

Look at that stuff rolling off the assembly line and they say it's even legal. I left it fermenting for months, so every bit of malt has been turned to Alcohol. It will kick your fucken ass and then some. Makes me think of the George Thorogood drinking songs.

This stuff is like nuthin you can buy, it got that fucking sediment in it call yeast. Oh, yeah. The yeast is loaded with B vitamins, so you know when you drink one of my brews, you are getting a healthy drunk on. They say that alcohol burns up your B vitamins, so that is why you get a hangover, but with my stuff , you are building up your B vitamins, so the next morning you feel great. Oh Yeah.

Can you guess what the most important part of brewing beer is, to be drinking Home Brew while your brewing more Home Brew. Tonite, I poured some of that stuff in my mug. It was sort of flat, but it tasted so good, that didn't stop me.

So when your in the neighborhood stop by for a couple, maybe more. Plan to stay the night, because we wouldn't want ya breaking any of those laws, would we.

Here's a toast to you all.

Turn It Around For Peace

UPSIDE-DOWN POSTAGE STAMPS FOR PEACE!

Get the "Point"?

One very visible way to send the message out about the illegal occupation and war being waged on the Iraqi people by the Bush Regime is to turn the postage stamps upside down (with the point up) on every letter, postcard, package and parcel you send. Move the stamp(s) down a little so you can print above and/or below them:

"TURN IT AROUND FOR PEACE".

This is a simple but strong message being sent out constantly everywhere each day throughout the U.S. and Our Planet to show our outrage and disapproval of this endless and needless violence being waged Illegally and Immorally in our name. Everything we do makes a difference and sends out our message until there is Peace.

Let's all turn our postage stamps upside-down - Inverted for all to see and remember:

We Stand Strong Together Declaring Peace Until It Is A Living Reality!

Loving Thoughts Through a Flowing Heart Bring A Joyful Life

To post inverted stamps, write near or above:

"Turn It Around For Peace"

From:
Two Lost Moons

Kicked in the Ass

It's been a few days since I've written anything here worth posting. Those days are gone and I would love to post a few choice comments, but have decided to bite my tongue. It's time to move on and regroup one's thoughts, because thinking of what could or might have been is not what life is about.

Do you dwell in the past, well I sure try not to, forgive yourself for your past transgressions and move on. That's what I am trying like hell to do.

I think it is high time to change a lot of things, so am out there looking at new jobs, the old one has cut my hours in half and, well, they really can't afford to loose me, but they are trying real hard at this. So, I am going to try and give them a helping hand at this.

So yesterday, I did some homey things, certainly not cleaning and mowing the lawn, but got into one of my favorite things to do, cookin. So, if you check out my other blog, Cookin For Fun, you will see a couple updates and yes, yesterday I made some Buffalo Wings. First you have to run around your back yard naked to catch those Winged Buffalos. After you catch them, then you cook them and eat um. God, I love Buffalo Wings. Your other option is to go to the market and buy some chicken wings, they will taste almost as good as the ones you could have caught in your back yard. Winged buffalo are sneaky, they can only be seen when your running around your back yard naked.

So, for this afternoon, I have to make a big choice, mow the lawn or bottle my beer that is sitting there just waiting to be bottled. Yes, I make home brew and home made wine and even some mead. Though, I still like making the beer the best, least amount of trouble and it's ready to drink in four weeks, never mind this 1 to 2 years to be drinkable. I also have a small wine cooler, one of those small refrigerators designed to keep your wine just the right temperature. Well, I am also using it for my beer, I bought some 22 oz bottles for the beer, so when you open one of those, you know you got some drinking to do.

My absolutely most beloved beer is an IPA, India Pale Ale, novices take notice here. Back when those sailing ships would bring beer to those british troops in India, they weren't bringing just any beer, it was IPA. As strong in alcohol as they could get it and heavily hopped to help preserve the ale. Ah, those were the days of the Great British Empire.

Denise

I miss Denise greatly, mostly I try not to think of that time, but then something happens and there she is staring me in the face. So, with great difficulty, I do this for you, Denise.

I remember the homemade Kahlua, the cards, how you always seemed to win. If there was four of us playing you would double team me just to make sure I was in my place. Yes, those were the times, I remember most. There was always too much beer and Kahlua. But there was also so much laughter and fun. Skinny dipping in Northwood Lake, well it wasn't quite, but pretty close to it.

I guess I could say, you were one of the most unforgetable persons I ever met. You would drag me up to May King, to those disco dance of long ago. Yes, we are talking about the mid-nineties. About the time Rusty came to me. And the day Rusty brought the Vasoline to the kitchen table. I never was quite able to live that one down. But most of all, you were always ready for a party and you always had ideas of what to do next. It was never a dull moment.

Oh, you remember Memorial Day, we spent at Hampton Beach, you got me to use my charge card to pay for a room for you and Dave. We went out on the town that night, I had more than I should have and suffered for it the next day. I did sneak a few pictures though, Oh, you hated that, but it was to be one of your last big events.

So today you are in my blog. I hope it is up to your satisfaction. But we have to go on in life without you. We will always remember you and all the good times we had together.

Tell Someone You Love Them

It's so easy to be angry and mad and I'm going to get you, but it does nothing for you. I had a friend, Denise, she would say, "Payback is a Bitch!!!". But it doesn't end there, it's only a beginning of more pain and suffering.

There is only one thing you can do and that is to tell someone, "I Love You!!!". It can be just someone walking by, a stranger or it can be your best friend or maybe your lover. But today, even if it's the only thing you do today, just do it and tell someone, "I Love You!!!". It's not a hard thing to do, it's only three small words, but it can move mountains.

So, today and everyday to come just do it. Let me give you a start.

I Love You!!!

Mind Games

John Lennon

We're playing those mind games together
Pushing the barriers, planting seeds
Playing the mind guerrilla
Chanting the mantra, peace on earth
We all been playing those mind games forever
Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil
Doing the mind guerrilla
Some call it magic, the search for the grail

Love is the answer and you know that for sure
Love is a flower, you got to let it, you got to let it grow

So keep on playing those mind games together
Faith in the future, outta the now
You just can't beat on those mind guerrillas
Absolute elsewhere in the stones of your mind
Yeah we're playing those mind games forever
Projecting our images in space and in time

Yes is the answer and you know that for sure
Yes is surrender, you got to let it, you got to let it go

So keep on playing those mind games together
Doing the ritual dance in the sun
Millions of mind guerrillas
Putting their soul power to the karmic wheel
Keep on playing those mind games forever
Raising the spirit of peace and love

Love...
(I want you to make love, not war, I know you've heard it before)

From:
The Legend of John Lennon

It's A New Dawn

Just have to say this. Some blogs are done based on feelings I have and that was the feeling I had when the Psalm 23 was posted. Maybe because of the previous blog to it.

I don't read the Bible, Hell, I don't even follow Christianity, so how did this Bible stuff get in here. Well it's one of the few Bible verses I know and it always strikes with with such beauty and Love. So it is here.

May your Day be Fun, Interesting and full of Love, because Love is what makes the World Go Around.

Psalm 23

1. The LORD is my shepherd;
   I shall not want.
2. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
   he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3. He restoreth my soul:
   he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil:
   for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:
   thou anointest my head with oil;
   my cup runneth over.
6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life:
   and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.

From:

Psalms. The Holy Bible, King James version, Electronic Text Center, University of Virginia Library

Kill Me Now

I want, I want, I want!!! I want to say what I want, but I can't. If I mention someone and they read this blog, they would be furious, if I put some of my thoughts in writing. So, I have to make this blog suck. I am fucked.

My thoughts are not that bad, but sometimes you read between the lines and thats what I want to say, that which is unspoken.

I met someone today, actually re-met her, she made it obvious that there is interest there, how much, I am not sure of. But, the first time I saw her, I almost went crazy. I didn't think people like her existed anymore.

And now, I'm not sure where this is going. Maybe, that's what the future is all about, not knowing where you are going next.

I also heard from my good friend, she needs a total hip replacement. Both hips ae gone and she is in a lot of pain. This is a pretty tough scenario. God, I hope things get better.

Blogging In Hell

I just lost the blog I had been working on for 2 hours. God, that pissed me off. So today is to be short.

Today was a Day of Learning. No one showed me anything new, but I guess I figured out how to look at things from a different viewpoint and I wasn't trying to shield and protect anyone, lest, I needed some protection from myself. So now that we see just so much more of the ugliness the world has to offer, are we better off? I see more clearly that people I trusted are not always what you think they are. I could do without this reality. I need some kindness here.

Reality, give me a break here. So, the Universe sends me this gift, but gifts always cost money. This time only a mere penance of $1.99. For all this labor, I get a mega-sized diamond ring. What a perfect gift.

The gifts don't stop there, I finally get through to my lawyer, only been trying to get in touch with him for three weeks. But he says all is well, he has so much business, he's going to put in that new in-ground swimming pool. I am delighted for him.

All in all, I decide that the possibilities are endless and rather than having a void from the last possibility, there can be a new one waiting in the wings to take it's place. How Sweet It Is!!!

Mystical Garb

Mystical Garb online store sells hand crafted Silk Lined Tarot & Crystal Bags, Herb & Pipe Pouches, and other hand crafted items. We also carry tarot decks, runes, pendulums, gemstone chip & bead necklaces, books, native smudge, white sage, incense, incense burners, abalone shells, native smoke, pipes, icons and statues.

I am currently having a Going Out Of Business Sale, most everything is discounted 25% and will soon be discounted 35%. So, if you are so inclined, go check out my shop.

Another Day of Fire

Today was just like all the other days in the Fire of Life. Had to go to work, OK, I'll stop on the way and pick up another carton of cigarettes. Back on the road, just have enough time to get to work. Whats This!!! An Accident, fire trucks and ambulances on both sides of the road. God help me here. Finally get to work, run in and get punched with seconds to spare. Just barely got under the wire again.

Thanks to the wonderful scheduling, four sales associates and me. Today is a day without customers, so I can understand the rationale of four sales people on the floor. I really can!!! Later on, the BossMan, my fired boss shows up with his girlfriend, he is talking to another MCA, there she is again, she always finds a reason to seek him out. BossMan wake up and smell the coffee brewing!!!

BossMan finally leaves, but not without announcing to everyone about my failed mail order bride, Ekaterina. Oh, how we love to gossip. Be a little more sensitive here. My Associate Buddy, Oh, she is so sweet, finds it a bit shocking, that I don't look for an American, so I like the Russki Brides, the big rugged ones that remind one of the Russian Bear. Umph, What she could do to my frail body while entangled in the throes of love. The eroticism would be all mine to savor and enjoy. God, that Russki woman was brutal and she wasn't afraid to tell you what she wanted. Maybe next time.

Still, I am on the Russian Single Womens list, so there is always possibilities, the posibilities are endless. And then there is Nina, but none can compare with Ekaterina. Maybe another day, another time.

Oh, for lack of anything better to do, I buy the Telephone Addict an iced coffee, I actually hussled DD into giving it to me free, but we won't tell Telephone Addict that.

So my day comes to a climatic finish, checking for email for a letter from a certain friend(f) that isn't there. So it's just another damn day in Hell. Damn her.

My Good Friend Lee

This is my friend Lee who I met through a friend who is no longer with us, but that's another story. Lee is an excellent tarot card reader and I always value his readings though I don't always follow his guidance. But who in this world really listens to what they should listen to. They instead go charging ahead and do what they wanted to do without thinking of the consequences.

Lee is a Leo and as a Leo acts like a genuine Leo, he likes to party and have a good time.

Like the rest of us, he has fallen upon some hard times, but I think things will get better for him in the future. So, let us pause for a moment and have a toast to the future, because most of us don't want to go back and redo the past.

Lee gives tarot reading for a fee and/or a barter arrangement, so if you are a bit lost and want some new direction in your life, you might be interested in a tarot reading. If so, he can be contacted at leer52@aol.com. Lee is currently located in New Haven, CT, so if you are in the area, you can get a face to face reading, which of course is so much better than a long distance reading.

Today

Today has just been one of the days in which I didn't want to do anything, so I have layed around and created this blog.

Tomorrow I will have to go back to work, they really cut my hours for the coming week and I am anything but happy about this turn of events. So this week I have to be out looking for at least another part time job and hope next week, I will get more hours.

Where I Hang My Hat

Well if this blog is about me and my life, I guess you want to know where I live, so that what this is about. I have been here for about 2 years now and looks like it will be my place for awhile.

I live on the banks of a local river, which overflows it's banks each spring. So if things are left around the back yard they will be washed away.

There is also a couple pics of inside the house, I have a nice big living room which I have turned into an all purpose, do everything in room.

My Best Friends

Whoever said that dogs were man's best friends were right, they are always there ready and waiting for you, except mine seem to spend more time sleeping than anything else.

Rusty is my oldest, the yellow one, she was supposed to be a bit more red in color, but it never happened and I liked the name Rusty. She was born in 1994, so is now 11 years old and is a Shepard - Lab cross. She is the leader of the pack and is very motherly to Mad Max.

Mad Max came to me when he was about a year old and I am not sure of his age, but I would guess he is around 7 year old now. Mad max is a Shepard - English Retriever cross and is black and white in color. He never really had a good name, everyone called him Max, so when I got him, he was a bit nutty acting, so he became Mad Max. This is the closest I can come to identifying what he is. He tends to be a bit high-strung like a retriever and he looks like an English Retriever, so thats what I think he is. Rusty looks out for him and he of course takes advantage of that.

Russki Scammer

Back at the beginning of July, I started getting letters from Ekaterina. It started out as an innocent adventure, till she asked for money. I didn't have the money to give her and wasn't sure that I could trust her. I thought she was beautiful and she is beautiful, but she was scamming me. I wrote back telling her I knew she was scamming me, but I wanted to continue writing and that she was important to me. Either she couldn't read English or the translator was butchering what I was saying that she couldn't understand it. Her English was terrible and she is a terrible scammer.

I basically was in love with her and was willing to do anything to have her, except let her steal my money. My best female friend convinced me to stop writing her letters, she had her own motives, and Ekaterina stopped writing letters to me. So now all was lost with Ekaterina, slowly my heart is healing, but not without much pain and sadness. I sometimes wonder how you can hurt so much, from someone you have not physically seen or touched. This is amazing to me. I am posting her pics here so that I can see her when I need to and I won't have to go through the scammer list to see if she has been caught again.

I know Ekaterina is not a nice person, but it doesn't seem to matter when it comes to the affairs of the heart.

Why the Russki?

Did you notice that all the dates are in Russian. Well, I met this russki scammer and she got my interest in Russian going. My language skills are terrible, but I bought a package of CDs, Learn Conversational Russian in 7 Days. Bullshit, may more like 7 months. First, I have to motivate myself to actually reading the book and listening to the CDs. I would say that would be a start.

I also bought this book of Russian Folk Tales, published the year I was born, so that was a long time ago. Nothing new has been on the market since then, that I am aware of. And that also sits with it's cover closed. I guess I have to become more motivated on this one also.

Last Night

It was beautiful and shocking and crushing. My best friend(F), took me to a new level. She is always upping the stakes and of course, I got carried away and then she split. So, now I feel a bit crushed, not sure what is happening. The biggest thing that bothers me is that she did not say goodnight. I hated going to bed not knowing what was happening or where she was at with everything.

I think we are important to each other, maybe more so than we want to admit to ourselves or maybe it is just me. I don't know, but just want to know how things are. You go along not thinking about these things and all of a sudden something happens and you know you are somewhere other than where you thought you were. Sounds crazy and confusing, but it's where I am, my luv. I didn't intent to be here, it just happened.

Is it only me that's crazy or are we both crazy and I guess that's my question for the day.