Monday, October 31, 2011

Travelling Memories.

Singapore is an Island paradise. It is extremely safe and as long as you keep your nose clean, don't chew gum or do drugs, there is so much to do there.

But Singapore is like the Island of Montreal and sooner or later you begin to feel enclosed and you need to get off the island. So, many people head on out to Malaysia next door.
This is what we used do.
What made it even more special was to do it on motorcycles.

My husbands' was the real thing. It was a powerful Honda 400 beauty and mine was a red Yamaha scooter I so enjoyed, because it was automatic.
Once you begin driving it you lose interest driving cars. I drove fast on it but my husband had to drive on low gear with his to stay with me. lol I think I had more fun than he did driving slow.

The weather was always great. Monsoons were soft warm drops of pure heaven falling, purifying your body and soul. You would have to stop to watch a rare monitor lizard cross the street. It was nothing to see gray monkeys along the road in the woods and if you liked morning swims, it might be shared with a 10 foot python also enjoying a morning swim in the same pool.
People with little dogs had to make sure they were secured on a leash or risk being stolen by an owl or other bird of prey.

Across the border in Malaysia we'd end up at Desaru Beach some 1 1/2 hours away.
We loved going there for the beach as it was nicer than Singapores' unless you went to Sentosa Island. The food was good and it had horses to ride and the stories were interesting.

Once over 500 monkeys showed up at the hotel and stayed 2 weeks , helping themselves to food the guests would supply them . Then one night they all just left.

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Well then another surprise came when two tigers swam across the ocean from Indonesia.
They reached the Desaru Beach which had a group of Japanese tourists at the time.
Well they thought this was a tourist attraction and fearlessly approached the hungry tigers with their cameras clicking away.
The tigers decided they were something too good to pass up and attacked.
I did not hear if any one died but apart from the tragedy, it seemed funny people would not
pay attention to the fact that tigers are wild animals and would never be set free to roam around tourists. The fact they swam an ocean to get there was another miraculous feat.

So After Desaru, you scooted along getting drunk on the wave upon wave of palm trees covering the countryside.
Once the palm oil trees finished

there were the rubber trees they used to make gum and other things.

and the durian which smelled horrible but was full of vitamins and treasured by the locals

and jack fruit trees. This was the first time I tasted such an excellent fruit.
It was very quiet there and unless you woke up early, hardly a soul was seen in and around the little bamboo huts.

The mornings you would see people come out and start a fire outside in a metal container to make breakfast and to wash up. There would be chickens walking around and this is when I began to admire the roosters who sported the most beautiful feathers. I swore that when I got home I would get me a rooster like that and I did but he wasn't very appreciated by the neighbors so I had to bring him back to the farmer. lol

We would come to a small town where they had little outdoor boutiques . To get to them you had to walk on a stony walkway uphill, only to walk into a very tall Buddha sitting hidden, against a very green mountain. He was sitting in total solitude and peace and it was here I fell in love with a totally different world from what I knew and came from.

Then we found another interesting thing. Beans...... which they called stink beans.lolStinky beans or 'petai' served with plain white rice. They were very healthy beans to eat but gave you bad persipiration and a strong urine smell. The beans contained sucrose frustose and glucose and fiber giving you lots of energy.
It alleviated depression because of its tryptophan content, a protein which turns into serotonin

There was ageless time here, tucked away from a modern hectic world.
This was a mystical, strange and wild place.
There is a Udumbara flower that blooms only once in three thousand years and it bloomed in Korea and Malaca, Malaysia recently. The Malay (Chinese) also said that the Buddha was seen to move its lips and bat its eyes and it was captured on many iphones and you tubed.
Some thought this was a blessing from heaven and others thought this was an act of demons entering Buddha making him move his mouth eyes and chest as if he was breathing.

Many people would come out to talk about how much they wanted change in Malaysia.
They wanted big buildings, cars and lots of business. They wanted.... things.
The same things, we have no place to throw away today, as a throw away society.

I would look at them almost with tears in my eyes because they did not see the beauty and treasure surrounding them . They did not see the great life they lived.
Many a dying soul would love to live the life they lived.
In the dirt, it was simple, clean and sacred.

If all of this was destroyed, then what would they have exchanged it for? Cement? Coldness of the mind and spirit?
Here if they had no food, the forest provided but in the city they would be forced to steal and the penalty for this was the cutting off of hands.
Here they had freedom and in a city, every thing is scrutinized and criticized by ugly words of people, who may know and understand nothing themselves.

Where would the innocent children play in the city?
It is here that you envy the innocence in the eyes of the children because our childrens' innocence is stolen from them by TV, toys teaching of sex and makeup etc....

They can't sit and play with frogs or hermit crabs and chase chickens or even eat rice full of ants and tell you thank you. This is good.
They can't enjoy cooking by a fire consisting of things they picked up in the woods.

To just play by yourself quietly enjoying the feel and smells of life around you is something our kids do not have to explore anymore and then we ask why so many of our kids suffer from ADD etc..
We force people to live an un natural life.
Would our society know how to survive without a corner superstores' supplies?

Well the kids in Malaysia might be able to, learning from their parents, how to make do with what they did have. provided by God.

I envied them this lifestyle and then....... rode off into the sunset.

Have a great Day!

Sunday, October 30, 2011

I love gardens and remember when my husband and I walked through many of them all around the world.
If only life were like walking through a field of flowers every day soaking in the beauty and smelling their aroma, it would sure be a wonderful way to live.

When I walk by houses and see the owner gardeners digging away, making their place an example of a little piece of heaven, I have to say, these people are enriched by secrets many still have not learned.
This is another world full of joy and attracts life to it as bees to honey.

And yet once establishing such a place, man does not want to share with the creatures it attracts.
Creatures who need it to survive.
Bees, nightengales, squirrels, chipmunks, wasps, crows, coons possums,...... the critters come and become a nuisance, digging destroying all the hard work put in and creating more work.

And so the gardeners get tired of fighting nature and give up their wonderful garden or put it indoors into a hot house or a veranda. They begin using other methods to grow plants and few see the splendor of their creations.

For example the Shangrila Hotel in Singapore was a beautiful place to visit if just for the flowers alone hanging over the balconies.
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Orchids were found every where.

Sentosa Island was another place where nature was proliferated naturally . They had a wonderful butterfly exhibit where you would enter and be surrounded by a lovely fluttering of delicate wings all around you. It felt strange to be a person in this world where only butterflies lived and you felt privileged to be a part of it, to see it alive and safe.

The Butchard Gardens on Vancouver Island is truly a special place to visit

and the Botanical gardens in Montreal was a very favorite of mine. I used to take my grand mother there every summer. We walked from deserts into rain forests into the north and into the south. Bananas, figs, lemons, oranges, you name it they had it to show the public.
It was a great place for students to study botany and still is.

Driving through the Canadian Prairies is an experience one can never forget as one passes
never ending fields full of purples, yellows and greens . The aromas coming from these fields is incredible. A few fields were nothing but friendly sunflower heads looking at you, waving hello and goodbye . You had to wave back promising them you will return for a chat, one day soon.

Nature is such a beautiful display for the gardener no matter who he is.
Be he God, a farmer, a back yard hobbiest, botanist or just an employee planting a seed in a pot to watch it grow as he works every day. Flowers are a joy to behold. They inspire songs and fill the heart with their blooms, full of love, joy and longing, to be a part of the greater universe capable of such intense beauty.

Have a great day!

Saturday, October 29, 2011

My Halloween Family

These are some of the masks I collected over the years.
We had so much fun with them.I prefer the half face ones because you see better in them and can breathe better as well.

My son found his old super man outfit when he was 10 and wore it yesterday for his halloween down town with friends. Its kinda small but it ties around you so any age can wear it .
I don't know which face mask he used but he took a few for his friends as well.
I told him to make sure he brought them back home as I like to have costumes around for occasions such as these. People say declutter. How can you declutter? you throw things away only to have to rebuy junk so may as well keep what you have. lol

I miss not doing any more Halloween shows. If I had grand children it would force me to continue but my street is very quiet.
No kids come here.


Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Batty National Enquirer

Now where would all these actors be today if it wasn't for magazines and
gossip columns feeding the public?
No one would watch them.
I mean half the movies they make are empty.
Their lives are empty.
What normal person would want what it entails every day?
And then they are paranoid because they have an image to uphold and proliferate so people come to watch them. The true vision how ever, lies under the covers and speaks of a different story. How is a person such as this capable of fighting on the movie screen? How is such a person hot in bed?

Anorexic in both mind and body
Nothing worse than
A self imposed, anorexic disease.
Why? What is wrong with fat?

How do anorexic people deal with life?
I know how I feel, when I am hungry.
Grrrrrrrrr. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzGrrrrrrrrr zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

The media can make or break an actor just with the lies or truth it spews to a
public searching for a blood bath or a media hanging.

The public feeds on the actors as the actors feed off the public.

If there was one excellent movie made depicting this , it was with Russel Crowe
in the Gladiator. The Public wanted blood and he gave them what they wanted to be free to reach the Emperor,his cash reward.

For a good " People Want to Know" show, actors should all use make up and change themselves
into each others' looks and see what the gossip papers fly with, on Halloween Night
It would definitely be a blast lol Not only food for the public but a chance to get back at a friendly competitor. lol

They'd say JLo was doing this when JLo was was doing something else or someone else (hehehe)
(No I mean literally. Doing another person. No. I mean pretending to be another person lol Naughty people)
Or there could be Several Brad Pitts and Jolies and Cloony's around the world seen giving out Christmas presents to the poor at the same time.
Of course no one knows who Santa really is or do they?

Oh, the evil in good and the good in evil.
Exactly food needed for the Halloween Spirit.

Blood feeding on blood.


Sooooo Cute.
I wonder if fruit bats can be pets?
All they do is hang around lol

Poor Baby

Stress Reliever

Girl: 'When we get married, I want to share all your worries,
troubles and lighten your burden.'
Boy: 'It's very kind of you, darling, but I don't have any
worries or troubles.'
Girl: 'Well that's because we aren't married yet.'

The piggy is batting its eyes and attracting the wrong species.
But this is what happens on Halloween . You never know who will show up. lol

Have a great day!

Halloween Etched in Goya

Goya a Spanish painter born in 1746, who did a lot of Royal Paintings and was supported by the Royal Court.

"In 1799, Goya produced a series of 80 etchings called Los Caprichos. They were collectively an uninhibited allegorical condemnation of the foibles of eighteenth-century Spanish society. His prints criticized the ruling elite, superstition, deceit and the erosion of rational thought. In his The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters (1799), perhaps the frontispiece (an illustration preceding the title page of a book) for his set of ribald satires, the disillusioned Goya depicted himself asleep amongst his drawing implements, surrounded by nightmarish creatures that represent the evils and corruption he associated with Spain."

Saturn Eating Son

Woman looks frightened by what the monk is telling her.

Goyas' work seems frightening here in these pictures.
I don't think they are something I would want hanging on my wall except during Halloween
when the aim is to scare people. lol
But one can clearly see where his mind must have been when he was paintings these.
They were not on flowers and sunshine.
He became deaf from an illness no one understood but now it is believed it was from the pigments in his paints which contained lead and after that he became a very dark type of painter.

A wife asked her husband: 'What do you like most in me, my pretty
face or my sexy body?'
He looked at her from head to toe and replied: '
I like your sense of humour!'


The pumpkin even burped. lol

A Word is Not a Word.

Apart from his scary mustache, and his "Frasier"high forehead,
Nietzsche has always fascinated me.
He had so many things to say and from him I learned words like

Philology means the study of literary texts of written records and to establish their authenticity, their original form and to determine their true meaning from history.

I often find lots of meaning is lost in interpretation and am often surprised people do not see this.
You can find the soul in words, in the way they are written and put together in a sentence but once you change the words, you change the soul and it disappears, never to venture forth again to touch the new readers who come across an authors' work.
For Halloween

On witches, Nietzsche has this quote:

The most acute judges of witches and even witches themselves, were convinced of the guilt
of witchery. The guilt was non existent. It is thus with all guilt.


He who fights with monsters should look at it that he himself does not become a monster.

When you gaze into an abyss, the abyss gazes back at you.

The surest way to corrupt youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike from those who think differently.

There are no facts, only

Today youth can find info quite easily over the net as opposed to my time when everything had to be researched in books and the right books read to research from, had to be found.

To do research, people had to be fluent in other languages like Greek, Latin, Aramaic etc...
Today you click and the word is translated for you. In fact whole passages are translated making it so much easier to find answers to questions.

I remember one teacher telling us kids, he did not want our opinions in essays.
In essays he searched for the research we did, on other learned peoples' findings.

He changed my way of trying to do things when writing papers because I thought this was what all teachers wanted to see.

Of course, they didn't.
Other teachers were interested in what other people, students thought and they wanted to see a thinking process taking place in essays. It is only in this way that growth can take place even for the teacher.

Everyones' interpretation of a piece of work is different.
Even the translations are different. Thus the
meanings are different.
And so Nietzsche comes back over and over again into my life.
And here he is again for Halloween.

Wife: 'You always carry my photo in your wallet.. Why?'
Hubby: 'When there is a problem, no matter how great, I look at your
picture and the problem disappears.'
Wife: 'You see how miraculous and powerful I am for you?'
Hubby: 'Yes! I see your picture and ask myself what other problem
can there be greater than this one?'
And for Diane who wondered who we open doors to on Halloween

Watch This.


Have a great day!

What Sneaks Within

Do we know what sneaks within
and comes to trick or treat?
Is it a child or man or beast
that comes knocking on your door.
Is it looking for an apple or a chocolate bar
Or maybe you might have within
a nice fruit roll or bale of hay.
Do we know what sneaks within
Is it man or beast
Is it friendly
Is it nice
A risk one takes
Opening the door on

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Little Cabwich

You know you are getting older when you pull something like this out of the closet.

I made this little gal way back when.
This was around the Cabbage Patch time when women were trying to sew dolls similar to Miss Cabbage Patch.
There were not enough to go around and people had mad fights in the store to obtain one while others bought them to resell at exhorbitant prices outside the store.
I see them today on store shelves and no one pays attention to them.

Well this was my first shot at doll making and I sewed her hair in before putting a little glue to make sure it couldn't be pulled out.

Today I am getting back into the mood to make these little girls but I would draw the face first before putting the doll together because its easier.
I called her Cabwich for Halloween because of the Cabbage Patch history and it being Halloween.
Otherwise I would have made her more like Raggedy Anne because she is really my favorite doll. I think every little girl misses out not having one Raggedy Anne.
That doll has history.
But for now I will be happy with my little gal here and she looks happy to be found.

Have a great day!

Monday, October 24, 2011

The Truth of 2012

Well it puts ones' mind to rest that we do not have to worry about 2012 as some seers predict. lol
However here we question the existence of things like fate and destiny.
If there is such a thing as fate and destiny, (which I believe do exist) then there is no such thing as free will. lol

When ever we watch Al Pucino (playing the fallen angel), he always talks about free will. He says I never make people do things. People have to come to me freely. It's all about free will.

God also says the same thing, except God is the creator. There is science behind his madness.
For him it is irrelevant if you come to him out of free will or not because he "is".
All " is " in him.

Man likes to think God plays mind games with him.
He believes God wants us to wear certain clothes, eat certain foods , make people and food sacrifices, live a certain way but for God all these things are irrelevant.

We could be no more a problem to God than what paramecium are to us.
But we can control paramicium and they would never know it, as we are controlled .

We all belong to God and if anything, he just wants to give us a fair shake by giving us some advice as to how to live fairly and justly, so we do not eliminate each other because we do have a purpose to our existence which has not been revealed as of yet.

The Fallen Angel wants you to kill yourself so he gets stronger in front of the creator.He's a trickster who talks about free will, when in actuality there is none.
There only "is".

How profound and deep is this two letter word? "IS"

Jesus knew how many people loved him.
He knew how much people needed him to explain things to them.
He was an innocent, a shepherd, a son of God.

And yet knowing people were coming to get him and
knowing Judas was going to give him up and even maybe telling him he should give him up, so he is martyred, crucified, he didn't care what people thought or felt.

It was psychologically cruel of him to go and get himself beaten, crucified and tortured until his last breath, while people watched and suffered in his torture. He in essence committed suicide by not fighting to survive.
Can you imagine his Mother and Joseph on this day? How they felt?

Unless he was insane, he had to know something more than the people did.
After three days he resurrected. He showed people that he "IS" thus reinforcing belief in Christianity and the importance of mans' humanity to man.

In the end, everyone is going to die. This is predestined fate.

What is left to man to determine is, does it make a difference in how man goes?
Would the fallen angel be able to offer man salvation, eternity to live and know love?
Can true love be equated in importance to man as greed, lust, vanity, hate, etc......

and this is Why man lives, because man has good in him and we were created to build on this good and to do that, we require faith in our ability to succeed
and to have faith, we need to believe God exists.
We need to believe in the future of mankind.

The Fallen Angel belongs to God too and he is a trickster designed to make us think.
Maybe he is like Judas, sent by God to do a certain teaching job.
He cannot offer man anything except death and darkness until Gods' mercy takes us back to the light.
Is he tempting fate and destiny? Is he saying there is something else other than a future for mankind? There is irony here.

You know, people say they have rights to be prostitutes, to do drugs, to pray to evil. etc....They say God is baloney.
Yet when they die, their relatives ask the same people, not supportive of their lifestyle, and the law, which they break every day because it invites crime, for protection and justice for the forsaken one.

Isn't this interesting?

So this means that under neath it all, they agree and have faith, that there is a better good out there to turn to. They just haven't found their way to get to it yet.

I can't help but to think that maybe God is like our own body and the fallen angel is like a cancer inside us eating away at health and life. We try to fight it. It fights back and tries to survive.
The more you give to evil, the weaker God becomes. So it must do something we do not understand.

You ask any bad or sick person about cancer and he will say he doesn't like it and yet when it comes to issues of the soul, people don't mind to suffer. For example, they know drinking makes you feel bad but they drink anyway. They know drugs make you feel bad and yet they take them.
They know prostitution promotes disease and makes you feel bad and yet they do it and they demand rights to be free to do it.

In other parts of the world, they know torturing people is wrong and yet they do it, not understanding it is falling into the hands of the fallen one, into the hands of cancer.

People know suicide is wrong but they commit the act.
Jesus absolved all these sins saying people do them because they are ignorant and do not understand what they do.

He absolved them to give his Father his health back.
But then his Father doesn't need this help because it is nothing for God to destroy cancer.
God created once and he can create again.
So it was done for man, to give him an opportunity to understand something.

Fate and destiny exist as well as a creator , who may decide to do things different the next time.
Man has no options, no free will . All man has is a gift of time to learn to understand this ......... humanely, under God's light.

Have a great Day!

Sunday, October 23, 2011

The World in Vegas

It's not just for gambling.
Vegas has turned into a new world full of beauty fantasy and romance.
America sure has an eye for beauty.
I hear the food is excellent too.
Lots of business goes on here.

In fact it might be cheaper living in Vegas than in you own home
The Fitzgerald offers rooms for $25 a night.
Others range from 27.00 39.00 59.00 299.00 depending on the busy season.

Some complain about the hotel food selection and the changing of sheets in the cheap rooms but for 27.00 a night , can you really expect more?

That's like 810.00 a month for 2.
Compare that to retirement home costs or paying taxes and utility bills alone today.

Meals begin at $4.99 and old people usually share 5.00 dollar meals but even if they don't 10.00 per day for two = 300 for a month

I think the future for old people could very well become a hotel stay judging by the way things are going but surrounded by other hotels, it could very well be a real treat too if they give you a years' lease. lol
And then once you get tired you can move on to another place with a different view.

RV'ing could be a good life too if you have your health.
In Vegas you can visit countries you never thought you'd be able to visit and its just a short hop skip and jump away. The weather is dry, good for the bones.


Don't gamble.

Travelling with soccer kids I see many old couples doing just this sort of thing and hotels also take in patients after an operation, to recover in their hotel. Its cheaper than a hospital stay.

I wonder what they have for kids for Halloween?

The History of History

Review by Hoberman

This is an extremely interesting foreign movie and book to read, of the times when the Tartars reigned in
15th C medieval Russia.

The film is about the Andrei Rublev an icon painter and the essence of art and faith .

The artist tries to find an appropriate response to the tragedies of his time.
The more we watch, the more we see things never change.
press cc in the right hand corner to get the english subtitles.

I tried clicking from the blog onto the films but they only work on my computer. On the blog they send you to advertising. Maybe they have to be done from google.
You will have to go to mosfilms ( I went to number three on the pages list where they have mosfilms in english) and they have a list of films they let out on You tube where you can click on cc for subtitles.
One of them is Andrei Rublev.

if you have the time and can get to the link , its worth watching in two parts.
Sometimes I find interesting things but they are hard to come back to.

Have a great day!

Saturday, October 22, 2011

The Halloween Moon

Now you've been mooned and need someone else to moon
cause you are not allowed to moon me back lol

Have a great day!
if you want to see some good old movies, has 699 public domain ones to watch.
I watched A Farewell To Arms on it today.
Anji mentioned it in her blog and I couldn't resist.
Those movies will always be good.

While conducting some business at the Court House, I overheard a
lady, who had been arrested for assaulting a Mammogram Technician,
say, "Your Honor, I'm guilty but.....there were extenuating circumstances."

The female Judge said, sarcastically, "I'd certainly like to
hear those extenuating circumstances." I did too so, I listened as the

lady told her story.

"Your Honor, I had a mammogram appointment, which I actually
kept. I was met by this perky little clipboard carrier smiling from
ear to ear and she tilted her head to one side and crooned, "Hi! I'm
Belinda! All I need you to do is step into this room right here, strip
to the waist, then slip on this gown. Everything clear?"

I'm thinking, "Belinda, try decaf. This ain't rocket science."
Belinda then skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors.

With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me (literally) to
the left and said, "Hmmmm. Can you stand on your tippy toes and lean
in a tad so we can get everything?" Fine, I answered.

I was freezing, bruised, and out of air, so why not use the
remaining circulation in my legs and neck to finish me off? My body
was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with my other breast wedged
between those two 4 inch pieces of square glass) when I heard and felt
a zap!

Complete darkness, the power was off!

Belinda said, "Uh-oh, maintenance is working, bet they hit a
snag." Then she headed for the door.

"Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vise alone are you?" I shouted.

Belinda kept going and said, "Oh, you fussy puppy...the door's
wide open so you'll have the emergency hall lights. I'll be right

Before I could shout NOOOO! She disappeared. And that's exactly
how Bubba and Earl, "maintenance men Extraordinaire" found
me...half-naked with part of me dangling from the Jaws of Life and the
other part smashed between glass!

After exchanging a polite Hi, how's it going type greeting,
Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter disbelief, if I knew the
power was off.

Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much
calmness as possible, "Uh, yes, I did but thanks anyway."

"OK, you take care now" Bubba replied and waved good-bye as
though I'd been standing in the line at the grocery store.

Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish grin.
Making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said, "Oh I am sooo
sorry! The power came back on and I totally forgot about you! And
silly me, I went to lunch. Are we upset?"

And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up between
the clamps...."

The judge could hardly contain her laughter as she said "Case

Friday, October 21, 2011

mephistopolese helen and faust by goethe

Goethes' Faust is an excellent poem for intellects to read.

It took Goethe most of his life to write it and it is mostly studied in Europe.

In it he dealt with God and the devil, good and evil,sexuality and mortality.

The story is about a scholar,Faust,who made a deal with Mephitopolese, the devils' assistant,that he would be given 24 years of unlimited knowledge and pleasure in return for his soul and then to be eternally damned.

The first thing Faust did was destroy a beautiful innocent maiden named Gretchen. She died and went to heaven and pleaded with God to save Faust and let him into heaven, which God did because of her innocence. So it wasn't easy for the devil to take Faust even with the deal they made.
The poem has a lot of twists and turns which is like life we live,turning a person from good to bad, dying and living again as the soul lives in daily torment.
As Goethe grows so do his readers.
Glen Williamsson acts out the story of Mephistopolese, Helen and Homunculus.

Mephistopolese is the devils assistant

Homunculus - comes from a vision Zosimos had in the 3rd century AD.
The vision had to do with encountering a man who pierced himself with a sword, went into torment suffering blood red eyes and eating from within himself, sorta like a dragon eating his own tail, eventually changing into a golem (an artificial creature created by magic, often to serve its creator, God?)but with a sense of will and intelligence.
(Frankenstein was used as an example of a golem as was Adam from the bible)

In this story Homunculus looks for a way to originate and enters the Queen Helen.

Mephistopolese meanwhile changes into Helens' husbands' servant who also awaits Helens' husband Mineleus, to return from the Trojan war.
Mephistopoleses' aim is as always, to obtain Fausts' soul.

Goethe explores things by making life complicated. It is no different from the way we experience life, living in chaos, which is complicated and torments the soul.
How many of us will the devil succeed to trick?
How many will have an innocent in heaven, who will speak to God for us, to redeem our soul?

This is an interesting poem to read and fits into the scope of Halloween.
Faith is no help .............Knowledge is no help either

This is a silent movie from Openflix for grownups .
One comment said:The channel's initiative to publish this movie here is admirable. However, I really recommend a Kino version (this version, with the Timothy Brock soundtrack) in a higher resolution, 240p simply isn't enough. There are too much artifacts, and the video is too dark... the movie has a much higher quality than this in terms of image. I wish Openflix would upload this again in HD =/

If you have time to watch it's worth it.

Halloween Trick

It's fall and the rain is pouring.
That's the norm in BC.
We had the roof cleaned and now the only room in the house I keep for guests, the living room, has a destroyed ceiling.
I woke up and water is coming through like crazy.

This is part of Halloween I guess.
Ghosts, goblins, witches,devils, all preparing tricks to create havoc for treats.
They started earlier than expected this year. lol

So it gives me a chance to discuss this water problem in BC.

We always have buildings with roof and water leakage problems and it makes me wonder,
knowing this, why they do not make good roofs here, knowing we have tons of rain?
Is it too much to ask to do something right the first time?

Our Olympic buildings for the athletes, were slapped together and they charged people
over one million dollars to buy a flat only to move into water leakage problems.
The city lost a lot of money on these buildings as did the buyers.

So it leaves one thinking .........
where is this all going?

I never remember roof problems in Quebec and we had tons of cold snowy weather and here, all you have are leaky pipes and roof problems and the work is done by professionals.
They have laws about the normal Joe doing these jobs, although I can't think why, since the professionals do such a bad job of it anyway.
Give the regular Joe a shot and he'll probably do it better.

I asked one contractor why he was installing windows which I didn't think were adequate for winter insulation.
He told me people heat and cook with gas so the houses need to be airy for safety purposes.
So in other words, you spend money heating the outside, so why use gas, especially with the inflated gas prices?
People have to weigh safety vs the price of gas heating.
No wonder so many people have rheumatism and arthritis here.

Nothing makes any sense in the way people think today.
They build cheap and charge expensive.
They are told to use gas cause its cheap only to be charged more.
They are forced to use efficient expensive light bulbs for low energy consumption,
only to be charged more. They are told to conserve water only to be charged more because they conserved too well. lol
Then taxes go up and
every one complains but are told to be tolerant.

Tolerance is the key word here but to look at people,
inside, their souls show everything but tolerance.
People are angry. People are homeless.
You read the papers and it's full of violence, and
you see, nothing is about laws but about how to survive and to survive,
you need to break the laws.
So people die every day
from being attacked, legally robbed or commit suicide.
It's heading towards mob rule because there is no other place to go.
Laws are ineffective.
Laws are only good if you have people willing to accept them.

To listen to the news however, they say crime is down.
Go figure? Maybe they just took a lot of things off the
crime list . It's either that or put the whole country in jail.

It sometimes gets to the point when you have to laugh because you read the papers
and the people comment you need to tax, you need to make a law, you need to fine more.
And people, especially criminals, either don't have anything or have legally hidden everything.
The only people who get hurt, are the innocent who do not do things,
but make a mistake of signing the wrong paper, designed to legally rob them.
And this is the law today.
Judges sit knowing all this and do nothing about it.
No one wants to speak of root causes but if they did, the people who belong in jail are the CEO's Bankers, lawyers, etc... who know the laws enough to know how to break them to destroy society.
And this is law working against mankind instead of law which is supposed to help keep order and to defend mans' evil against man.

In the past, everything was about looking up towards excellence. Doing the right thing.
Today we have laws and excellence is frowned upon and the result is chaos.

Chaos is a perfect topic for

Have a great day!

I know mine will be with all the
A new ceiling will be a treat. That's for sure.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Perfect cup of Halloween Tea had the perfect cups for my Halloween tea.

Now as I learned, tea should never be stirred or the wrong tannins will come out
Also black tea needs really boiling water as opposed to green tea and usually teas need to steep 6 minutes before drinking.

You can make the witch with the smelly breath a concoction of parsley and water.
For the stupid witch mix ground sage, owl feather and water
For the sickly green looking witch make her a brew of ground spider,basil fennel and water
The witch with a very bad cold oozing green shnotz use ground garlic and honey
These are just some examples but then if you want something for kids
the video below may have an idea.

Have fun and enjoy your day!

Gettin with the Party Program

Hard to get mad at these Martian guys. They agree with everything lol

I am sure they will love the Chubby Checker twist ... Just ask them

They didn't make dance partners like this when I was growing up lol
but then we had something better

But whatever they had then and now , one thing for sure ,
we all have fun enjoying life.
Even in bad times you can help but crack a smile at the
ludicrous fun life people create for themselves.

In life, one must learn to laugh.
When you laugh the world laughs with you
but when you cry...
you cry alone.

And are a girls' best friend.
They separate the men from the boys lol

Have a great day!!!

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

October Party Continues

Can you believe it?
The skeleton winked at me. lol

October is a wonderful month for colors, reaping a summers' worth of hard labor sowing, and of course
After we Give Thanks for everything we reap, we look forward to more corn parties with huge bon fires

and the approach of Halloween ghosts and goblins.
The party spirit never stops in October and I am in the mood!!! :)

My favorite are pirates and the above song I can sing all day.

or how about a glow stick party with glow wire.

Now we're cookin!

and lets not forget about men and their toys

Have a great day!

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Ever wonder about hair?

I watch movies and women always have their long hair rolled up so nice and try though I might,
mine never comes out this way and now I know why.
Women are sneaky and once you see how the Gibson roll is done, it seems so very easy to do.

Now I want to try it out and see if I can do it cause this is much better than sitting in curlers especially when the hair doesn't curl or curls for all of 5 minutes. It's neat, doesn't hang every where and doesn't require hair spray. Or maybe just a little.

Women are precious creatures and today's woman wonders how they did it all in times past
when everything was much harder to do.

My son loves long hair and refuses for me to have it cut.

Clip on hair is also very easy to do to give you that full head of hair look

The third way is the hard way you keep in for 8 weeks to get the same effect.
This must be what actresses do because they never seem to fuss as much with their hair and its always nice.

Well now you know all the secrets lol

Have a wonderful day!

Monday, October 17, 2011

Birthday Smile

YEAH!!!!! :)
We all came to party !

Sunday, October 16, 2011

A Mother's Birthday Wish

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Mothers' Love for Nick

I'll write you a poem from a Mothers' heart
I'll sing you a lullabye
I'll kiss your chubby cheeks
When you slumber in the night
Over your fingers and toes I'll cry.
Touching your haloed head
I'll hold you close to feel your breath
To make sure you are warm and safe.

I'll gaze at you to catch that smile
from that angelic dream
I'll pat your bum so you don't fear
and stay wide eyed awake
Till you grow up to be a man
I'll still sit up and weep.
For you are a Mothers' child
A precious gift of life.

I'll write you a poem from a Mothers' soul
As you walk out that front door
To seek the life you were meant to live
Away from hearth and bowl.
For now the world is at your feet
It's yours to lose or win
And Mom will sit and knit all night
Thinkin where you've been?

I'll write you a poem in case I die
and I have yet to see you fore
I'd like you to know, you are ne'er alone
I'll pray and guard ye more

Walk on my son, with spirit bright
May your life be blessed
And when you have a little babe
Be there to love and
Kiss its' tiny breast.

love Mom.

A Lady's Life.

Have a great day!

hand of time

I caught the universe
With a hand of time.
And saw it as perfection
Created just for me.

I caught true love
Like a fish at sea
It was a blessing
Sent here just for me.

And I caught life and laughter
Colors and soft rain
I felt perfection all around me
pulsating through my brain .

And then I caught a babe
Tumbling from a starlit sky
A universal miracle
A child of time.

And there I stood
Over flowing trembling and rejoiced
By the power that was in me
Untried and un rehearsed

Like the universe above me
I explode to live again
And the hand of time will catch me
As I caught it from heaven above.

a lady's life

Friday, October 14, 2011

words of inspiration

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The gourmant of Lillouette
A fundamental grackle
Sat on a fence entablature
And watched the sea dog gambol.

A king bird bobbing to and fro
A Roland knave and then some
Waited till the sea dog slept
To ping his head a pin hole

The pink eyed sailor jumped and yelled
"Hey! Why did you do that for?"
The gourmant bird gave him a smirk
"A pin hole pint for me sir."

The sailor scratched and sat up right
Recusant as a red head
He said:"You rotten little bird.
You might have asked to share some."

And then he put on his skull cap
And grabbed his shimmery sword
And swaying, drank another swig
of brandy to his lord.

And still a swaying, he did leave
back to his lady fair
The sails of which he loved the most
A shasta daisy, in the wind.

A Lady's Life

Have a great day!

P.S. And for those who heard about changes on Ryanair , trains in Amsterdam also offer toilet bags between stations which jelly in 3-5 seconds, what you put inside them.
Easy for men but how are women to do it? lol

nick - the finisher

The Finisher
He walks by day
he plays by night
the game is quick
the end in sight
the goal is near
so close he tastes
the end of his
opponents' fate
and then the kill
for then he scores
the power stroke
the goalie fears
he strikes again
a vipers' kick
to end
to finish
and to win.

A Lady's Life

moments of truth

Woa! I am impressed!

It sure looks painful but how ingenious!


As stories go there was a funny one from Egypt.

An expat family living there had a women come in to cook, clean, and do laundry.

She worked very hard and after finishing one home would go to another.

Pay day, the employer asked her about her family and complimented her about how good a job she did.

One day the conversation came to her husband who always seemed unemployed.

So the employer asked the maid why her husband never worked while she worked so hard.

The maid replied:

" Oh my husband is very intelligent and educated so he has a very hard time finding a job."

"Really." replied the employer." Did he finish going to school?

"Oh yes, he did" replied the maid proudly.

"He received his birth certificate you know."

Now this is a true story............... so I will leave it at that .



Ryanair in England sports cheap flights.


London - Dublin = 14.99 pounds or 23.70 US dollars

London - Dusseldorf = 9.99 pounds or 15.80 US dollars

L ondon - Fuertoventura = 30.99 pounds or 49.00 US dollars

Catch? 1 bathroom for 189 passengers

In previous bids to bring down airfare, or at least cater to Ryanair’s idea of what travellers want, the airline has floated the idea of flying with just one pilot per flight, adopting standing-room only trips and even child-free flights, which Ryanair says are coming this fall.

Compare this to Air Canada flights from Vancouver - Calgary = 365.00 Canadian or 357.00 US

for a short flight having less toilets might be ok but now we're trippin with one pilot and standing room trips. Planes are already sardine cans.

and no children is clearly discrimination. lol

Thursday, October 13, 2011

What if..........

To think, how many things take place right at this spot.
Before the mushrooms, this was a wasp haven.
Right beside the driveway, they had a very nice nest and were very happy to fly around your legs when you got in and out of the car.
Thank fully they never bit anyone.
In spring, tulips , daffodils and Jasmin spring out
and winter will have new smells for the critters to investigate.
Nature sure is swell.

So the story goes like this.

Looking back, life becomes a diagram, where by we can follow points A.. to.. B.. B C ...etc.. and each point is where a decision had to be made as to which direction to go in.
And what exactly determines the decisions you make?

Why not take the A-Z straight road, right on through?

Well, we meet up with stop signs where we have to take a breather to look around and see what's up.
A lot depends on how you feel at the moment.

Are we tired, sick, ambitious, lonely, depressed, have a broken leg?
Each feeling will enable us to decide the next move as to whether we want a jog up hill, down hill, walk or just sit and spend the night or maybe two.
These are the first things we pay attention to making your life decisions but, Then come the secondary thoughts like:

money, maturity, our love situation, peer pressure, fear of either success or failure, etc..... What is more important to us at that moment?

Throughout life, as the diagram begins to look more like a pattern of behavior, we can maybe decide what we can change, what we would have changed and how we can change the direction our life is going.

Then once we have our changes and the path , direction or life pattern corrected to go to the final destination, oh oh.........something else happens.

More Stops we did not plan.

Illness of a parent.
Children , spouse complications,
Job problems,
Changes in political objectives.
Hurricanes, fires,

so no matter how much we want to reach point Z, obstacles keep falling to obstruct our path.

So we sit down at say, point F, and then we think.....

Geez. How would life be different, if Dad did not meet Mom but married one of his other girl friends?
What would have happened if we didn't live in the country we live in?
What if we lived in the city instead of the country?
What would have happened if we had no money growing up or if we had money?

Where would we be if we had too many friends or not enough friends?
Where would we be if we had talents or had no talents?

Where would we be if we pursued the career we wanted, instead of the one we were led into?

What would have happened if we didn't listen to people and the news ( the world will end today type of dogma or The Stock Market, Oprah or the View).?

The list goes on as each question becomes more personal.

We love to beat ourselves up every day for our successes and failures but the fact of the matter is, some things are unobtainable and just not in our hands to change.

Things happen and no matter how hard we try to reach a certain point in our life, chances are
it may never happen.

The questions though, are interesting as a mind empowering exercise.

What if?..........................

So this is how the story goes...... one step at a time, one direction at a time forming a pattern of a life that has your name on it. The pattern may or may not be of your making but.........
this is you.

How do you like you?

How would you change you?
Would you?

The way we answer these questions may either give us great anxiety or
by acceptance, provide us with great peace.

The biggest question is what would have happened if we just ignored everything and walked right through from A to Z?

What if........ is not really a question pertaining to life.
What is more realistic and easier to accept and deal with.
Never the less......the story goes like this.
Before the mushrooms, wasps and flowers
Once upon a time, there lived a life
and it was me.

Have a great day


A Blue Rose

Having four visiting family members, my wife was very busy, so I offered to go to the store for her to get some needed items, which included light bulbs, paper towels, trash bags, detergent and Clorox. So off I went.

I scurried around the store, gathered up my goodies and headed for the checkout counter, only to be blocked in the narrow aisle by a young man who appeared to be about sixteen-years-old. I wasn't in a hurry, so I patiently waited for the boy to realize that I was there. This was when he waved his hands excitedly in the air and declared in a loud voice, "Mommy, I'm over here."

It was obvious now, he was mentally challenged and also startled as he turned and saw me standing so close to him, waiting to squeeze by. His eyes widened and surprise exploded on his face as I said, "Hey Buddy, what's your name?"

"My name is Denny and I'm shopping with my mother," he responded proudly.

"Wow," I said, "that's a cool name; I wish my name was Denny, but my name is Steve."

"Steve, like Severing?" he asked. "Yes," I answered. "How old are you Denny?"

"How old am I now, Mommy?" he asked his mother as she slowly came over from the next aisle.

"You're fifteen-years-old Denny; now be a good boy and let the man pass by."

I acknowledged her and continued to talk to Denny for several more minutes about summer, bicycles and school. I watched his brown eyes dance with excitement, because he was the centre of someone's attention. He then abruptly turned and headed toward the toy section.

Denny's mom had a puzzled look on her face and thanked me for taking the time to talk with her son. She told me that most people wouldn't even look at him, much less talk to him.

I told her that it was my pleasure and then I said something I have no idea where it came from, other than by the prompting of the Holy Spirit. I told her that there are plenty of red, yellow, and pink roses in God's Garden; however, "Blue Roses" are very rare and should be appreciated for their beauty and distinctiveness. You see, Denny is a Blue Rose and if someone doesn't stop and smell that rose with their heart and touch that rose with their kindness, then they've missed a blessing from God.

She was silent for a second, then with a tear in her eye she asked, "Who are you?"

Without thinking I said, "Oh, I'm probably just a dandelion, but I sure love living in God's garden."

She reached out, squeezed my hand and said, "God bless you!" and then I had tears in my eyes.

May I suggest, the next time you see a
BLUE ROSE, whichever differences that person may have, don't turn your head and walk off. Take the time to smile and say Hello. Why? Because, by the grace of GOD, this mother or father could be you. This could be your child, grandchild, niece, nephew or any other family member. What a difference a moment can mean to that person or their family.

From an old dandelion! Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.
Leave the rest to the powers that be.