posted July 07, 2009 06:48 PM         

Hey, we can still bump her threads up to the top to keep her memory alive!!!

posted July 07, 2009 07:50 PM         

dd - i apologise for butting my nose in where it didnt belong and for my part in offensive behavior.

posted July 07, 2009 08:05 PM         

I can't see anywhere on any thread where you've been 'butting your nose in'. Many Knowflakes offer their input everywhere!

Many knowflakes will throw their arms in to catch a falling state of affairs when things look like they're falling out of control.

posted July 07, 2009 09:46 PM         

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Many knowflakes will throw their arms in to catch a falling state of affairs when things look like they're falling out of control.

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posted July 08, 2009 06:31 AM         

I`m not sure why you feel the need to apologize to me. Maybe I have missed something, but you didn´t do anything wrong, did you?

The only thing I would wish for now, and not from you, but from everyone including myself, is that we should strive to stay on topic in discussions.

If we want to discuss the validity of a certain topic, we probably should better start a new topic on this.

In my opinion at least.

I think things got blown out of proportions, in a HUGE manner this time.

posted July 08, 2009 07:53 AM         

cpn, you really reach down into your soul and enquire to levels that many could not understand.

Zala Finding new gray hairs forces me to be proud to be aging mod...!!!

Deep breasts... I mean, deep breaths... all is good now

sorry cpn, am off to bed now - no male spam until tomorrow night!!!

posted July 08, 2009 09:27 AM         

I see wisdom that doesn't emerge in times of peace:

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If you expect hostility, you attract it, and create it -
sometimes even when your intentions are the opposite.

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I see social dynamics working themselves out, and assumptions being challenged. I see people with marked differences struggling to understand each other, if only to make themselves understood. I see people trying so hard to be seen and understood; explaining and defending their hearts out. I see people going deep. I see that, when we go unusually deep, or far, into a matter, we may be accused of verbosity, particularly if we begin where the company begins; if, on the other hand, we begin where the company leaves off, we may be accused of obscurity. C'est la vie! I love the explainers, who make brave a**es of themselves in defense of some great, ancient, perennial, and ancestral grudge. They want only to be understood. They want only the room to dance as their soulfathers danced.

"Why, what an a** am I! This is most brave,
That I, the son of a dear father murder’d,
Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell,
Must, like a ***** , unpack my heart with words,
And fall a-cursing, like a very drab,
A scullion!
- Hamlet (II.ii)

Dance deep and explain yourselves, you grave, impassioned explainers; explorers; dance deep into the exploration of yourselves; discover, uncover, and display your truth. Undo yourselves in the eyes of secret enemies, or make your case to the congregation. Gather a bouquet of blooming, multicolored ears to your lips, and try to pollinate them with your truth. And when your overbusy buzzing unnerves me, I'll gather my petals around me like a skirt, and withdraw to seek a separate peace.

Then I'll dwell among the peacemakers, and learn their subtle pride; for I love them, too. They will not move for skirmishes, but leave the comfort of their peaceful camps only on account of the weightiest battles, -- though they'll follow the lightest bubble into a bandying wilderness. Who can fault their peaceful simplicity? They live as though The Kingdom were here, and, in my weariness as much as in my exaltation, how I love to dwell with them. They are heaven's angels, foolish and sweet, tittering on clouds, and so unlike their cousins (fallen or sacrificed), who must negotiate the earth. The superficiality of their conversation is a cool, irrigating breeze, and balm of subtle, honeyed herbs. The grass where they gather is not trampled by hoof or boot. They stand to curtsy, or dance a jig, and not to meet a foe. They lay down in the sun merely to sun themselves, and not to die. They invite you to play, not to dispute.

How can I choose between the peacemakers, in flowing white, and the crusaders, in black and red? I am a child and heir of both.. I am the joint of two rivers, not yet merged; the inheritor of two lineages, not yet become a destiny. By turns, I find myself in sympathy with every side. Now I sit among the watchers, who question until madness comes, like dusk, to drown their eyes; the poets, shamans, mystics and enchanters. Soon I will go down, to frolic or fight, into the lush valley, where there is life, -- or up into the mountain cave, to seek my restless ghost; who wanders there, sometimes, among the dead; innocent and unresolved.

posted July 08, 2009 09:32 AM         

DANCING WITH MYSELF,,,oh oh oh oh

posted July 08, 2009 11:04 AM         

its a nice place to be.

posted July 08, 2009 11:19 AM         

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Quaoar (pronounced [qʷ¨»o¨»r] in Tongva) is the name of a creation deity of the Native American Tongva people, native to the area around Los Angeles, California. According to Tongva mythology, Quaoar sings and dances the world and other deities into existence.

Like in most other creation myths, at first there was Chaos. Then along came Quaoar. He was sorrowed by the emptiness in existence and began to dance, whirl, and twirl all about while he sang the Song of Creation. God of the Sky, Weywot, was first to be formed of the creation melody. Next came Chehooit, who became Goddess of the Earth. These two new deities joined in the dance and created the sun and moon (Tamit and Moar, respectively).

Together these five sang and danced everything else into existence: animals, plants, people, and the other gods as well. His work finished, Quaoar faded into obscurity, perhaps returning to wherever it was he came from originally.

In 2002, a large Trans-Neptunian object was named Quaoar after the Tongva deity.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quaoar_(mythology)

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Quaoar 10'53 Scorpio
Sun 13'54 Scorpio