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The Rot of America
Swiped from veedub The Big Lie by Michael thomas Imagine a vast field on which a terrible battle has recently been fought, the bare ground cratered by fusillade after fusillade of heavy artillery, trees reduced to blackened stumps, wisps of toxic gas hanging in the gray, and corpses everywhere. A terrible scene, made worse by […]
The hubster and I went to The Mattress Factory Art Museum.
Because I have permission to share any of her public entries
This is so very excellent, in so many ways! elf (elf) wrote,@ 2011–12–29 10:41 am UTC Entry tags: #occupy, communication, kyriarchy Something new on this earth. A few days ago, Cory Doctorow gave a speech at 28c3, the Chaos Computer Congress in Berlin, and he talked about, among other things, the Occupy movement. […]
*bounce bounce bounce* Guess what I’m buying!!
A giclee of this!! *bounce!!* This entry was originally posted at http://pj.dreamwidth.org/331860.html. Please comment here or there there using your LJ ID or OpenID.
Some of those thinky thoughts pestering about my head
Weird mood in the wake of this holiday. I think I’m a bit too reflective at the moment and it is all too much of a jumble to get out in pixels coherently. It’s not a hectic jumble by any means, just a bit of tumbling together in a shallow pool of "ooooohhhhhhm". The holiday […]
Good word things, that I wear, around my neck even
A hundred years ago when I worked for Hallmark and we had a Showcase store here in the ‘Burgh I bought a pendant. I cannot find a photo of it online and I can’t be arsed to take a proper pic myself, so – it is metal and shaped like a book. The "cover" says, […]
Oh yes, yes, you are, my friends!
Your light is seen, your heart is known, your soul is cherished by more people than you might imagine. If you knew how many others have been touched in wonderful ways by you, you would be astonished. If you knew how many people feel so much for you, you would be shocked. You are […]
Coven work last night was about letting go of resentments being held so tightly they become embedded in the soul. At least, that’s how mine were and it was my request to do this work. I was holding them, oh yes oh my, stacked up to my nose they were, making it difficult for me […]