posted September 21, 2006 04:49 PM         

I hope you don't mind me doing this because I know you are humble and don't seek fanfare of any kind. However, I felt the need to let you know how very much you are appreciated here at LL for the beauty of your words that come from a unique, pure heart and for the love and inspiration that, without knowing it, you bring to us all.

There is a song that reminds me of you. "Vincent ( Starry, Starry Night) by Don McClean. While Vincent van Gogh took up his palate and brought beauty and love into the world with his paintings, you do it with your poetry and the beauty,love and inspiration contained in your eloquent writings. I just want to thank you for bringing so much beauty, love, inspiration and goodness of heart into my life. You are so appreciated and admired very much by me, dear, sweet, loving, Lia. A pure heart and a beautiful soul.

Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)
Don McLean

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...

Like Vincent, I'm certain that you suffer greatly too for the love you give to others. Pure hearts always do suffer more because the loud, self promoting people in the world are usually the ones who are heard and listened to the most. The small, still voice of pure love often goes unnoticed and unheralded. Pure hearts and beautiful souls carry the pain of the lack of love in the world for the rest of us.

Had to edit this as I recopied it from the same post I put in at UC and goofed on this one.

posted September 21, 2006 05:01 PM         

Come on baby light my fire....

posted September 21, 2006 05:17 PM         

Brave and beautiful soul..... I wish I had such a command of words to stir the heart as you do.....

This pic always reminds me of you -- the Lady in the Woods with the helix-spiral of Infinity.....

posted September 21, 2006 05:38 PM         

I have a son who shares a birthday with Van Gogh (March 30)
His name is Vincent.

Are you sweet and sensitive like that Lialei?
What a great compliment, especially coming from someone as wise and level headed as Mirandee.

posted September 22, 2006 01:07 AM         

a blush,
a smile,
and much warm gratitude.

Thanks guys.

posted September 22, 2006 01:20 AM         

Lia is indeed one of those very special people that God put on this earth to brighten up our lives...

Bless you, Lia...

Thank you for adorning our cyber world.....with your enchanting spirit....

Mirandee, wonderful idea.....

posted September 22, 2006 02:34 AM         

Silverstone

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The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

posted September 22, 2006 02:42 AM         

Hugs,
Silverstone

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The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

posted September 22, 2006 02:16 PM         

Please everyone, know I've been so appreciative and hoping to express how much.

I've been blushing...it's such a nice surprise.

(hope this much at least posts)

posted September 22, 2006 06:47 PM         

Mirandee,
I love that song. I tear everytime I hear it.
I heard it at work yesterday! Pretty freaky--not a song you hear very often, is it?
I'm not very good with compliments,
but the things you have written are so kind, and so unexpected...I'm blind-sided.
thank you. You are very special yourself.

And the rest of you!
Thanks for the wonderful sentiment and
Beautiful pictures.
I only hope I embody some of their spirit.
Soakin em in.

lalalinda~Vincent? too cool.

Thanks for Jim, Sue.
Yeah, I stumbled upon him at 11 yrs. old,
and the world never looked the same after that.
Perception dialated in Expansion (among other dialating things, lol)...

a vagrant exploration deep into the Wilderness

Thanks, guys.

posted September 22, 2006 06:56 PM         

hey, Johnny...have you been hermitizing?
I do catch your halarius one-liners here and there.

To a wonderful Feast of Friends ~~

(Words of Sensual, Sage, Passionate, Rebellious
Wild-Child Jim)~~

give us an hour for magic

We of the purple glove

We of the starling flight
& velvet hour

We of arabic pleasure's breed

We of sundome & the night

Give us a creed

To believe

A night of Lust

Give us trust in

The Night

Give of color

hundred hues

a rich mandala

for me & you...

We're perched headlong
on the edge of boredom

We're reaching for death
on the end of a candle

We're trying for something
That's already found us

Wow, I'm sick of doubt

Live in the light of certain

South

Cruel bindings

The servants have the power

dog-men & their mean women

pulling poor blankets over

our sailors

I'm sick of dour faces

Staring at me from the T.V.

Tower:

I want roses in

my garden bower; dig?

Royal babies, rubies

must now replace aborted

Strangers in the mud

These mutants, blood-meal

fro the plant that's plowed

They are waiting to take us into
the severed garden

Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful
comes death on a strange hour
unannounced, unplanned for

like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
brought to bed?

Death makes angels of us all
& gives us wings

where we had shoulders
smooth as raven's
claws

No more money, no more fancy dress

This other Kingdom seems by far the best

until its other jaw reveals incest

& loose obedience to a vegetable law

I will not go

Prefer a Feast of Friends

To the Giant Family

posted October 11, 2007 12:55 PM         

How are you doing? Hope that you are feeling better and that your grandma and mom are doing much better healthwise as well.

Lialei IS a beautiful soul who is no longer at LL. She left due to the ugliness and all the manipulation and lies on the boards lately. She left because the hatred of revenge is not something she understands and the ugliness of it is not something that her soul easily handles. Seeing the lengths it will be taken to is more than she cared to subject herself to on an almost daily basis.

She has seen people here that she felt were good, sincere, spiritual and worthy of her trust turn on her in an instant out of their own need for revenge. She may be hurt and disillusioned for now but it's not going to destroy her sincere trust and love or her faith in humanity. She is far too strong to allow that to happen. But it's not something that she cares to witness on a daily basis. It saddens her soul.

I'm going to be dealing with all that with some very "brutal honesty" from this point on. I am going to be bringing light to the lies and deceptions with the truth.

I'm tired of the mind games and it is going to be a very bumpy ride for awhile around here but from this point on I'm going to counteract the evil of lies, deception and dishonesty with direct honesty and the truth. Not allowing myself to be pulled into it for the sake of others here at LL, for the sake of peace on the boards and for my daughter's sake in protecting her privacy is not working. It's only served to add hurt on top of hurt for her.

What is done in the darkness will be revealed in the light. The light of truth.

It's my feeling that this thread was bumped up today because I began applying that direct honesty on a thread at UC that was filled with nothing but lies and manipulation and twisting and distorting the truth. Not to mention covert agressiveness. It's my feeling that these people are using my daughter's tribute thread from the archrives as bait to pull me into an argument. I am not going to argue. I have nothing to defend. I am going to apply truth to every lie. Every manipulative scheme.

Using my daughter and further hurting her is not something that surprises me at all from these people. Mannu has admitted on the threads that he is an "emotionally detached" person. Anyone who detaches from their own feelings are not going to care about the feelings of others either. But it's something that I will not set idly by and allow to happen without pointing it out for the evil that it is. I will not let my daughter be used this way.

My moderator status does not mean that much to me and I have no phoney image that I need to protect. In spite of what these people are attempting to project around the boards of LL about my character I have always been and will always be an honest person. There are times when you just have to apply some direct honesty to clean up all the air pollution and the stench of the lies and deceptions.

I keep in mind that Mannu's intentions may be good. But he is being used and manipulated with lies, phoney acts of victimization and has falling into the hands of someone he believes is sincere who has a lifetime pattern of manipulation, revenge for even imagined slights and who is a completely dishonest person.

There is nothing more dishonest than the lies and phoney deceptions of manipulation. Violent Sheep!!! Bah!!! Cowardly little snipers. Wolves in sheep's clothing!!!! Utterly detestable and utterly dishonest to the core. It's using others for your own purposes and gain. However, it's Mannu's choice to allow himself to be used. It's something he is doing willingly. Maybe out of misguided compassion but it's not my concern about the intentions. I can't know the intentions. It's the actions I am addressing. I am not interested in what motivates the actions. The actions of people are by their own choice.

posted October 11, 2007 09:11 PM         

I was going to post this quote of yours in UC when I saw this thread.
Maybe it is a good time for you to hear these words. They were written for all of us.

quote:

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Give us your thoughts and opinions on different subjects but we aren't really interested in your thoughts and opinions about us. Not if we are being real anyway. Not if we don't have some false image we have created and are protecting. The reason we are not interested in your opinion of us as a person is because your expectations and images of what sort of person we are does not define us. We don't have to live up to anyone's expectations of us.

People who do that to others is because they have their own inner judge who judges and criticizes everything they say and do so they do that to other people. Don't place any expectations on yourself and judge yourself or your actions as good or bad and you won't be doing that to others.

Just be what you are in the moment and let others be what they are. That gives not only ourselves room to grow and change it does the same for others.

One of our biggest problems in life is that we take ourselves, other people and the world in general waaaaaay too seriously. Laugh at your own follies, laugh at the follies of others and laugh at the follies of the world. It's all quite ironic you know.

Try to change ourselves. That is all we can do. But in the process don't take it all so damn seriously. It takes the fun out of life. Everything has a purpose.

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I wanted to tell you that I think you were channelling when you wrote this, from a very high source. I do not know if the "righteous anger" you feel today is constructive, although I agree it is justified. I have empathy. I do.

I cannot believe I did not see this thread earlier, before it was bumped. My heart was openning for Lia about an hour ago, and I thought to call her, I got her number out, but then i didnt call her for a bunch of stupid reasons. What you wrote about her is so beautiful and touching, and I was pleased because I thought it did her justice. At the same time, I am so intimidated now. What can I add, how can I praise her now, the last act of the night, everyone has gone home, a fight just broke out, lol. But she knows how I feel. I've told her many times in private, in many ways. Anyway, I'm sort of rambling now....

I dont have anything to say to help resolve the tensions here. I wish I did. Lately, I've been doubting myself more than ever. But I think its good. It's about time. I know there is good in everyone. I know I have hope for everyone.

You want to draw a line in the sand.

Okay.

I dont take sides lightly,
I try always to be on the side of reason.
And I am merciful.
I have to know for certain what action is best.
If I knew for certain what was going on...

But all I can do is confess my confusion.
I dont know when to be firm,, how firm to be, or with whom.

I think a lot about pacifism, in all its forms.

Anyway, sorry if I'm interrupting and my input isnt useful, I never said it would be. I'm really just an ineffectual dreamer. I wish we could all just get along. Good luck with your "crusade". Maybe you are right. I dont know. I'm a child these days. Or maybe I've always been one and I just didnt know it.

blah

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