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		<title>Alfredo and the best corn muffins ever</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 01:44:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been a fan of corn bread and corn muffins since I can remember.So, when I saw this post by Shanny&#8217;s sister, Rena: http://sandwicharchitecture.wordpress.com I decided to try it.Ever the fiddler, here&#8217;s how I changed it. Rena&#8217;s Corn MuffinsSlightly adapted(I copied and pasted her recipe and directions and edited where I changed it) Ingredients * [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve been a fan of corn bread and corn muffins since I can remember.<br />So, when I saw this post by Shanny&#8217;s sister, Rena: <a href="http://sandwicharchitecture.wordpress.com/2009/09/27/blue-corn-muffins/">http://sandwicharchitecture.wordpress.com</a> I decided to try it.<br />Ever the fiddler, here&#8217;s how I changed it.</p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;">Rena&#8217;s Corn Muffins</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Slightly adapted</span><br />(I copied and pasted her recipe and directions and edited where I changed it)</p>
<p>Ingredients</p>
<p>* 2 1/3 cups unbleached all-purpose flour<br />* 1/3 cup whole wheat flour<br />* 1 cup natural cane sugar<br />* 1 cup coarse cornmeal<br />* 2 tablespoons baking powder<br />* 1 1/2 teaspoons kosher salt<br />* 1 1/4 cup whole milk<br />* 1/4 cup sour cream<br />* 1/2 pound (two sticks) unsalted butter, melted and cooled<br />* 3 large eggs</p>
<p>Directions</p>
<p>- Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.<br />- Line 17 (I know, sorry) muffin cups with paper liners (or just grease the tin with some organic sunflower oil). <br />- Loosely measure the flours into your sifter and sift into a bowl.<br />- Spoon the sifted flour into your measuring cup and drag the back of a butter knife across the surface to measure (do not shake or this will increase the flour amount and make for denser muffins)<br />- Put the flour, sugar, cornmeal, baking powder, and salt into a largeish mixing bowl, and whisk with a loose whisk (meaning, lots of space between the wires – we’ll need this later) to incorporate. <br />- In a glass 4 cup measuring cup, measure out the milk.<br />- Add a dollop of sour cream to get the milk line up to the 1 1/2 mark.<br />- Whisk together well but don&#8217;t worry about the little bits of sour cream.<br />- In a separate bowl, combine this milk mixture and  the cooled melted butter. <br />- Crack the eggs into a cup or small bowl (I used the glass measuring cup), and whisk until smooth. <br />- Add the eggs to the wet mixture, and whisk until combined. <br />- Pour the wet mixture into the dry (when I did this all in one pour, it made the cooled PFLOUP sound), and whisk (this is why we needed a loose whisk – it will be thick) until just blended. <br />- Use a 1/4 cup scoop to measure the batter into the paper liners (one scoop will fill each most of the way to the top). <br />- Bake for 30 minutes, until a toothpick comes out clean. (I actually pulled them out without testing because they looked SO FREAKING PERFECT at 30 min mark &#8211; perfectly curved on top, with little cracks and just golden brown enough) <br />- Cool slightly and remove from the pan.</p>
<p>The paper liners come off without trying &#8211; it&#8217;s amazing.<br />Shannon said, &#8220;I can&#8217;t help but think of Mr. Crick.&#8221; <br />I said, &#8220;Who&#8217;s Mr. Crick?&#8221;<br />&#8220;That guy in <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0420223/">Stranger than Fiction</a>. I feel like he did when he at that cookie.&#8221;<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rCmX-TAl1w&#038;hl=en&#038;fs=1&#038;color1=0x3a3a3a&#038;color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rCmX-TAl1w&#038;hl=en&#038;fs=1&#038;color1=0x3a3a3a&#038;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />These are the best corn muffins ever! Thank you Rena!!<br />I didn&#8217;t have a second muffin pan so I put paper liners in some ramekins and they worked out just fine. You can see here that we got a little distracted before I remembered to take a picture for you!</p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/crimsonic/3964361089/" title="Rena's Corn Muffins by Crimsonically Yours, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/3964361089_4828369cfc_m.jpg" width="410" height="" alt="Rena's Corn Muffins" /></a></p>
<p>While I was putting them together, I discovered some unused fresh egg pasta that I got at <a href="http://www.luccaravioli.com/">Lucca Ravioli</a> last week and realized it needed to be cooked asap. I&#8217;ve had fresh pasta in a plastic bag in the fridge get mouldy within two weeks. This pasta was only in the paper they wrapped it in when I bought it so it got a little dried out.<br />To me, fettucini needs to have a cream sauce so I set about to make the following alfredo from scratch without a recipe. It turned out really well.</p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;">Addy&#8217;s Alfredo</span><br />2 T butter<br />2 T unbleached all purpose flour<br />1 c Half &#038; Half<br />1 c stock (whatever kind you use, know that you will taste it a little bit. I used Low Sodium Organic Chicken stock)<br />1 1/2 c shredded mixed cheeses<br />I used &#8211; 1/4 c fresh parmesean, 1/4 c or 1 oz cream cheese, 1/2 c monterey jack &#038; 1/2 c cheddar<br />1/2 t salt<br />1/2 t black pepper (or to taste)<br />1/8 t nutmeg</p>
<p>- Mix the half &#038; half and stock together and take the chill off them. You can heat them or they can be room temp &#8211; I haven&#8217;t found it makes much difference as long as they&#8217;re not cold. Set aside. <br />- Make a roux with the butter &#038; flour.<br />- I do this by melting the butter over medium heat until it&#8217;s foaming and, using a whisk and only ever a whisk, sprinkle the flour in slowly &#038; uniformly, until the entire thing is uniform and foamy.  It&#8217;s okay, and even recommended, to let it brown a touch, but it&#8217;s more important to get everything whisked together quickly and without lumps. And, by no means, will you let it burn!<br />- Still over medium heat, slowly and steadily add the stock mixture in a steady stream until it&#8217;s all incorporated. You should go slowly enough that you&#8217;re able to make a consistent paste that gets thinner and thinner as you add the stock. You&#8217;ll see what I mean as you&#8217;re doing it and if you&#8217;ve never made a roux before, it might take you a couple of tries before it makes sense. But it&#8217;s SO worth it &#8211; it&#8217;s the base of so many great sauces and is really easy once you know how to do it.<br />- Stir with the whisk for a few minutes still over medium heat. The sauce should thicken within 3-5 minutes.  <br />- Once it&#8217;s got a nice thickness, take it off the heat and stir in the cheese until it&#8217;s incorporated. This will thicken the sauce a bit more.  <br />- Mix in the salt, pepper and nutmeg.<br />- Pour onto thick, flat pasta like fettuccini or <a href="http://www.epicurious.com/tools/fooddictionary/entry?id=4864">tagliarini</a> and enjoy!</p>
<p>We had some left over grilled chicken so I chopped that up and added it with 1/2 a bag of frozen peas and it was quite a treat.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/crimsonic/3965190830/" title="Fettuccini Alfredo w/ Peas &amp; Chicken by Crimsonically Yours, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3530/3965190830_67861912f0.jpg" width="428" height="500" alt="Fettuccini Alfredo w/ Peas &amp; Chicken" /></a></p>
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		<title>For all of you who are gay or who love someone gay.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 May 2006 07:17:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kudos to playwrite Jeff Whitty for writing this honest and straightforward open letter to Jay Leno. Open Letter to Jay Leno I have lots of gay individuals in my life and I find humor against them to be tasteless and ignorant &#8211; unless one of them is telling the joke&#8230; I&#8217;ve been known to chew [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kudos to playwrite Jeff Whitty for writing this honest and straightforward open letter to Jay Leno.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.queerty.com/queer/entertainment/an-open-letter-to-jay-leno-20060424.php" target="_blank">Open Letter to Jay Leno</a></p>
<p>I have lots of gay individuals in my life and I find humor against them to be tasteless and ignorant &#8211; unless one of them is telling the joke&#8230; I&#8217;ve been known to chew out bulletin posters who like to display their ignorance in the form of &#8220;humor&#8221; that made me want to vomit.</p>
<p>I wish I could show you the text from the above mentioned chew out but he&#8217;s committed myspace suicide and my sent mails to him are gone (he did apologize, fyi).</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s the text from the above link:<i></p>
<p>Playwright Jeff Whitty (Avenue Q) is pissed off at Jay Leno&#8217;s glib gay joke fodder, and we&#8217;re right with him. The only way for macho jerks like Leno to realize it&#8217;s not okay to make fun of gay people and profit at their expense is for us to tell them. And boy does Jeff tell him:</p>
<p>    When you think of gay people, it&#8217;s funny. They&#8217;re funny folks. They wear leather. They like Judy Garland. They like disco music. They&#8217;re sort of like Stepin Fetchit as channeled by Richard Simmons. Gay people, to you, are great material &#8230; Mr. Leno, I have a sense of humor. It&#8217;s my livelihood. And being gay has many hilarious aspects to itnone of which, I suspect, you understand.</p>
<p>Read Jeff&#8217;s entire letter here.</p>
<p>Dear Mr. Leno,</p>
<p>My name is Jeff Whitty. I live in New York City. I&#8217;m a playwright and the author of Avenue Q, which is a musical currently running on Broadway. I&#8217;ve been watching your show a bit, and I&#8217;d like to make an observation:</p>
<p>When you think of gay people, it&#8217;s funny. They&#8217;re funny folks. They wear leather. They like Judy Garland. They like disco music. They&#8217;re sort of like Stepin Fetchit as channeled by Richard Simmons. Gay people, to you, are great material.</p>
<p>Mr. Leno, let me share with you my view of gay people:</p>
<p>When I think of gay people, I think of the gay news anchor who took a tire iron to the head several times when he was vacationing in St. Martin. I think of my friend who was visiting Hamburger Mary&#8217;s, a gay restaurant in Las Vegas, when a bigot threw a smoke bomb filled with toxic chemicals into the restaurant, leaving the staff and gay clientele coughing, puking, and running in terror. I think of visiting my gay friends at their house in the country, sitting outside for dinner, and hearing, within hundreds of feet of where we sat, taunting voices yelling &#8220;Faggots!&#8221; I think of hugging my boyfriend goodbye for the day on 8th Avenue in Manhattan and being mocked and taunted by passing high school students.</p>
<p>When I think of gay people, I think of suicide. I think of a countless list of people who took their own lives because the world was so toxically hostile to them. Because of the deathly climate of the closet, we will never be able to count them. You think gay people are great material. I think of a silent holocaust that continues to this day. I think of a silent holocaust that is perpetuated by people like you, who seek to minimize us and make fun of us and who I suspect really, fundamentally wish we would just go away.</p>
<p>When I think of gay people, I think of a brave group that has made tremendous contributions to society, in arts, letters, science, philosophy, and politics. I think of some of the most hilarious people I know. I think of a group that has served as a cultural guardian for an ungrateful and ignorant America.</p>
<p>I think of a group of people who have undergone a brave act of inventing themselves. Every single out-of-the-closet gay person has had to say, &#8220;I am not part of mainstream society.&#8221; Mr. Leno, that takes bigger balls than stepping out in front of TV-watching America every night. I daresay I suspect it takes bigger balls to come out of the closet than anything you have ever done in your life.</p>
<p>I know you know gay people, Mr. Leno. Are they just jokes to you, to be snickered at behind their backs? Despite the angry tenor of my letter, I suspect you&#8217;re a better man than that. I don&#8217;t bother writing letters to the &#8220;God Hates Fags&#8221; people, or Donald Wildmon, or the pope. But I think you can do better. I know it&#8217;s The Tonight Show, not a White House press conference, but you reach a lot of people.</p>
<p>I caught your show when you had a tired mockery of Brokeback Mountain, involving something about a horse done up in what you consider a &#8220;gay&#8221; way. Man, that&#8217;s dated. I turned the television off and felt pretty fucking depressed. And now I understand your gay-baiting jokes have continued.</p>
<p>Mr. Leno, I have a sense of humor. It&#8217;s my livelihood. And being gay has many hilarious aspects to itnone of which, I suspect, you understand. I&#8217;m tired of people like you. When I think of gay people, I think of centuries of suffering. I think of really, really good people who&#8217;ve been gravely mistreated for a long time now.</p>
<p>You&#8217;ve got to cut it out, Jay.</p>
<p>Sincerely,</p>
<p>Jeff Whitty</p>
<p>New York, N.Y.</i></p>
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		<title>Repost: A Little St. Patrick&#8217;s Day History Lesson</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Mar 2006 17:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I pulled this off of my friend Samir&#8217;s blog because I was thinking the same thing and he did all the writing. If you disagree, post it here and we can have a lively discussion.I might have written this with a little less agressiveness but the sentiments are the same &#8211; and I mean no [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I pulled this off of my friend <a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog&#038;friendID=2904755&#038;blogMonth=&#038;BlogDate=&#038;blogYear=&#038;Mytoken=869AC4AE-8DD9-10FD-CCFDDDFA928DB1BF19444992" target="_blank">Samir&#8217;s</a> blog because I was thinking the same thing and he did all the writing.  If you disagree, post it here and we can have a lively discussion.<br />I might have written this with a little less agressiveness but the sentiments are the same &#8211; and I mean no insults to those of you living your lives as happy christians.</p>
<p><i>For all of you who are planning on celebrating St. Patricks day today, I thought I&#8217;d fill you in on a little history that you&#8217;re probably not aware of. Being half Irish myself (if you look closely you can see the freckles) I&#8217;m very disturbed that so many people blindly celebrate the life of a man that they know nothing about. So here&#8217;s your schoolin&#8217; bitches.</p>
<p>I know some of my readers, and some of my friends, are christians. If you are one of these people you already know that not only do I not care what your religious point of view is, I respect your opinion, even though it is not my own. But, by now you&#8217;re surely wondering where this is going so I&#8217;ll get to the point.</p>
<p>Patrick recieved sainthood because of his role in bringing christianity to Ireland. That is well known fact. What isn&#8217;t taught in schools, and ESPECIALLY in church, is that in order to do this he had to take tens of thousands of lives. He came to the country to &#8220;civilize the savages&#8221; that were the majority at that time. These so called savages were Druids. Peaceful, earthy type folk who worshiped the world around them and all the great things it offered. They lived in complete harmony with nature, and harmed no one. They lived predominantly in the woods, or forests. They practiced connection with nature in every way, including free, and natural sexuality, which angered Partick and his ilk to no end. How dare someone think they are free to do what they chose with their genitalia. Alas, they didn&#8217;t worship Patricks god, so they had to go. He traveled throughout Ireland converting the people to weak or weary to fight. The ones who did put up a fight, and stand up for their beliefs, and way of life, were murdered. Men women and children alike were slaughtered without a shred of conscience. No one was spared.There was no tolerance for freedom of choice. Jesus or death. After he had converted and or killed the whole of the Druid population, he burned all of their records. History, art, folklore, and life practices. Can&#8217;t have any of those &#8220;villainous teachings&#8221;*(see the true meaning of the word at the bottom) raising their ugly heads and causing trouble for the church. To this day Irish peoples the world over are almost all Catholics. They have no real grasp of what Druidry, Celtics, or their own ancestors, were. An entire civilization was wiped out, all in the name of a supposedly loving and compassionate god. Therefore on March 17th of each year, I wear black. I wear black to mourn the loss of a race of people who only wanted to live in peace, their own way, and not bother, or be bothered by anyone else. An entire civilization erased by a man who couldn&#8217;t stand the thought of anyone else in the world thinking differently from him. And for this murder, this genocide, a monster was immortalized, Connonized, for his efforts. It is not at all unlike Hitlers attempt to wipe Jews and Judaism off the face of the planet, although not on nearly as large a scale. So if you are Irish, or plan on celebrating today, take a long look at what you&#8217;re drinking to. Maybe you should wear black and do what us Irish folk (even halfies) do best. Have a wake. Get shit faced drunk and party for the ones who are gone. Celebrate the lifes that were lost, and what they stood for.</p>
<p>If you made it this far, I applaud you. I&#8217;m sorry to be such a buzzkill, but someone has to take the initiative to educate the skull orchard that is the human race in the new millenium.</p>
<p>* The word Villain comes from the Latin word Villa, meaning country house. Villain means literally &#8220;one who dwells in the country&#8221;. Patrick assumed that all country dwelling peoples were Druids, and therefore bad people. Thus the word Villain, or &#8220;one who dwells in the country&#8221; became synonomous with an evil person. </i></p>
<p>I&#8217;m going to go sit in the woods and mourn now.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[jkitten: WOWjkitten: I just did a HUGE walk about outsideacrimson: nice &#8211; what did you find?jkitten: a new branch of my bank to make a depositjkitten: then two little alleyways that cut off the people traffic&#8230; and a cute little crafts galleryacrimson: funacrimson: did you get rained on?jkitten: THEN I went to Hole Dudes and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color=FF43F9>jkitten: WOW<br />jkitten: I just did a HUGE walk about outside<br /></font><br /><font color=C10029>acrimson: nice &#8211; what did you find?<br /></font><br /><font color=FF43F9>jkitten: a new branch of my bank to make a deposit<br />jkitten: then two little alleyways that cut off the people traffic&#8230; and a cute little crafts gallery<br /></font><br /><font color=C10029>acrimson: fun<br />acrimson: did you get rained on?<br /></font><br /><font color=FF43F9>jkitten: THEN I went to Hole Dudes and picked up &#8220;stuff&#8221; for tonight<br /></font><br /><font color=C10029>acrimson: Hole Dudes &#8211; I thought you were referring to a gay sex toy shop<br /></font><br /><font color=FF43F9>jkitten: it is really cruisey at Hole Dudes&#8230; esp in the fruit section<br /></font><br /><font color=C10029>acrimson: LOL<br /></font><br /><font color=FF43F9>jkitten: yes I did get rained on&#8230; and when I was totally wet, I started dancing up by the carousel, like flashdance, whipping my hair around my face and through myself up againist the concrete wall&#8230; slowly sliding down to the ground.<br /></font><br /><font color=C10029>acrimson: no you didn&#8217;t<br />acrimson: I don&#8217;t believe you<br /></font><br /><font color=FF43F9>jkitten: I wanted to<br />jkitten: makes for a nice picture<br /></font></p>
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		<title>a poem</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2005 22:51:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[An eloquent friend of mine, Kilowatt, always posts the most amazing quotes and thoughts. This poem really spoke to me and I wanted to keep it close so i could read it a few hundred times and maybe understand it a little. Enjoy. Woven of Flame and Snow Finding her body wovenAs if of flame [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>An eloquent friend of mine, <a href="http://www.myspace.com/channelingcolette" target="_blank">Kilowatt</a>, always posts the most amazing quotes and thoughts.  This poem really spoke to me and I wanted to keep it close so i could read it a few hundred times and maybe understand it a little.  Enjoy.</p>
<p><strong>Woven of Flame and Snow</strong></p>
<p>Finding her body woven<br />As if of flame and snow<br />I thought, however often<br />My pulses cease to go,<br />Whipped by whatever pain<br />Age or disease appoint,<br />I shall not be again<br />So jarred in every joint,<br />So mute, amazed, and taut<br />And winded of my breath&#8212;<br />Beauty being at my throat<br />More savagely than death.</p>
<p>- George Dillon</p>
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		<title>Blue Lock</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>adriene</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Blue Lock Originally uploaded by fakeamerica. this photo makes me feel nice.]]></description>
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<p>this photo makes me feel nice.</p>
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		<title>Meeting across the membrane of vulnerability will redistribute pain, loosening its hold and making healing a basic part of all our relationships.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2005 17:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>adriene</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Defending against the new is a fruitless battle that cannot be won, regardless of how much rage is poured into the fight. Take your seed and plant in new terrain where great care will be required to make it grow, but where the rewards can exceed your highest expectations. Our responsibility for the next two [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Defending against the new is a fruitless battle that cannot be won, regardless of how much rage is poured into the fight. Take your seed and plant in new terrain where great care will be required to make it grow, but where the rewards can exceed your highest expectations.</p>
<p>Our responsibility for the next two years is to develop the creative potential within each of us. We are building hearts, constructing courage and training the inner child to apply its talents with commitment and dignity. Each of us is a potential hero, the star of our own show who brings unique light to the human family. Don&#8217;t shy away from your ego and the need to be noticed, but use it to make love more present in all of our lives.</p>
<p>There&#8217;s no need to keep our wounds private, project them or compound them with shame. Meeting across the membrane of vulnerability is a way to redistribute pain, loosening its hold and making healing a basic part of all our relationships.</p>
<p>This is a time of shedding light into dark places, and courageously sharing your talents with the world. Take the risk of going too far with your personality, rather than holding yourself back, especially if you tend to be the shy type.</p>
<p>Patience is the key to making progress; slow and steady wins the race. A positive effect of this placement is sensuality, an unrushed pace for pleasure that can reduce fears about intimacy. Enjoying the process is more important that reaching the goal. Filling the senses with experience makes the journey more delightful.</p>
<p>edited and reposted from<br />Jeff Jawer, Publisher, StarIQ.com<br /> &#8230;because timing is everything!<br />http://www.StarIQ.com</p>
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		<title>Brilliance</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 01:43:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;A human being is part of a whole, called by us the &#8220;Universe,&#8221; a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest&#8211;a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness&#8230; Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;A human being is part of a whole, called by us the &#8220;Universe,&#8221; a part limited in time and space. </p>
<p>He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest&#8211;a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness&#8230; </p>
<p>Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.&#8221; </p>
<p>-Albert Einstein</p>
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		<title>June 17th, 4:00pm &#8211; chat</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2005 23:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[hi babyi&#8217;ve been pleasantly lost in thoughts of you all dayi had pizza for lunch. office meetingjust walked around the city w/ dave a bit4:10 PMShalako has gone offline.4:45 PMShalako is now online.4:55 PMawwyou&#8217;re such a poetI ate a pot cookie about an hour and a half ago and made a deposit at the bankthen [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hi baby<br />i&#8217;ve been pleasantly lost in thoughts of you all day<br />i had pizza for lunch. office meeting<br />just walked around the city w/ dave a bit<br />4:10 PM<br />Shalako has gone offline.<br />4:45 PM<br />Shalako is now online.<br />4:55 PM<br />aww<br />you&#8217;re such a poet<br />I ate a pot cookie about an hour and a half ago and made a deposit at the bank<br />then I went to sfmoma and cried for about 10 minutes in front of a piece that consisted of boxes carved into the wall, with shoes or a shoe or a shoe form in side the boxes and then a cow&#8217;s bladder stretched across the hole and stitched with surgical thread to the wall.</p>
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		<title>i used to call my father bupa</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2005 22:16:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[This is a rather long post, btw, with some really personal stuff at the bottom - so, if you're not interested in this story because it's not about me, scroll to the bottom] So, I get this esoteric spiritual email from a friend &#8211; &#8220;little story I thought you&#8217;d like&#8221; was the subject line. Cynicism [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[This is a rather long post, btw, with some really personal stuff at the bottom - so, if you're not interested in this story because it's not about me, scroll to the bottom]</p>
<p>So, I get this esoteric spiritual email from a friend &#8211; &#8220;little story I thought you&#8217;d like&#8221; was the subject line.  <br />Cynicism rolled my eyes.  <br />I start reading, still feel the cynicism but continue on and slowly feel [sheepishly] inspired.</p>
<p>Every time I read something like this, it &#8216;strikes my static like liquid sedation&#8217; (to quote a dear friend) even if I am resistant.  These ideas are like science non-fiction to me &#8211; whimsical and &#8220;why not?&#8221; possible &#8211; I take them with a grain of salt, the aforementioned cynicism and love to ride the inspiration that comes out.  <br />They challenge my agnotism by attempting to put something into that undefinable space inside me.  I do my best to let it all flow thru, leaving only it&#8217;s residue behind.  </p>
<p>The email started with this unattributed quote:</p>
<p>&#8220;your true family isn&#8217;t those of your own race, culture, religion, county or even your biological family. It is your cosmic family &#8211; those who have come as you have come &#8211; on assignment to assist in ways large and small in the current transition.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<br />A long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away there were all of these little light beings just hanging out enjoying life in that joyful &#038; timeless dimension. And then one day a very large, magnificent angel came to them. He had a very serious look on his face. He was looking for volunteers for a very important cosmic mission.</p>
<p>&#8220;We have this small &#8211; but very special &#8211; planet out at the edge of the Alcyon galaxy called Gaia. It is quite unique like a beautiful garden and it is teeming with hundreds of thousands of different life forms. It has been something of an experimental station in the galaxy and it has a most interesting humanoid life form that incorporates the very highest and lowest frequencies known in the cosmos. It is in fact the very epitome of dualism. On the one hand it is an incredibly beautiful life form and is capable of carrying the highest frequencies of love, light &#038; joy known throughout the whole Universe. On the other hand it is capable of carrying the densest and darkest frequencies the cosmos has ever experienced &#8211; frequencies which the rest of creation evolved beyond eons ago.</p>
<p>Here is the current situation. Within the domain of time, this planet goes through periodic cosmic cycles. It is now coming to the end of two major cycles &#8211; a 2,000 year long age of Pisces and the 25,000 year long cosmic year in its journey around Alcyon, the central sun of the milky way galaxy.</p>
<p>With the completion of this cycle, many things are coming to an end and many things are about to begin. But most importantly, the planet is experiencing an infusion of light that is dramatically increasing it&#8217;s frequency. As during any major time of transition, there will be a certain amount of turbulence. Some of this will be geological, for Gaia herself is a living planet and is also evolving. But much of it also involves the hominoid species that dominates the planet.</p>
<p>This will not be a particularly easy time for the species &#8211; especially for those who are sleeping and those who are vibrating at the lowest frequencies. As the frequency changes it will create insecurity which in turn will create fear.</p>
<p>The first era of evolution on this planet was the physical era and the key word was survival. The second era, which is now ending, was the mental era and the key word was logic. The third era, which is now beginning, is the era of the heart and the key word is love. This is the highest frequency.</p>
<p>Those who currently hold the reign of power on the planet are of the old order of the physical &#038; mental. To the extent that they can make a graceful transition to a heart centered and divinely guided life, it will be an easy transition. To the extent that they are unable to do this, they will experience much turmoil.</p>
<p>So this is the current situation of Gaia. The reason I am here is to seek volunteers who would be willing to incarnate in humanoid form on the planet at this time to help make this an easy and smooth transition. We have sent prophets and teachers in the past. Very often they were brutally persecuted or killed. In other instances they were set up as &#8220;gods&#8221; to be<br />worshipped and these humanoids built elaborate religions and rituals around them and used these religions to control each other. They did everything except follow the simple teachings that were offered.</p>
<p>So this time we are trying a different approach. No more prophets, saviors &#038; avatars that they can use to create religions. This time we are sending in thousands &#8211; actually hundreds of thousands &#8211; of ordinary light beings with only two assignments:</p>
<p>1) Stay in your heart. Regardless of what happens, stay in your heart.</p>
<p>2) Remember who you are, why you are here and what this is all about.</p>
<p>Now that seems easy enough, right? Unfortunately, No! As I have said, duality has reached its peak on this planet. This species has perfected the illusion of good and evil. The greatest challenge you will experience is to remember Who You Really Are, Why You Are Here and What This Is Really All About. When you remember, you will be able to stay in your heart, regardless of external events.</p>
<p>So how will you know when you are forgetting? It is easy. Watch your judgments. The moment you notice that you are in a place of judgment you will know that you have forgotten Who You Really Are, Why You Are Here and What This Is Really All About. That will be your signal.</p>
<p>Now here is the challenge. Life on this planet will require a great deal of discernment &#8211; wise evaluation of what is true, what is appropriate and what is for the highest good, both for yourself and for the planet. In many ways discernment is similar to judgment. However, you will know when you are in judgment and when you have moved out of your heart when you are in a place of blame.</p>
<p>We know how challenging that this planet can be. We know how very real the illusions on this planet appear to be. We understand the incredible density of this dimension and the pressure you will face. But if you survive this mission &#8211; and it is a voluntary one &#8211; you will evolve at hyperspeed.</p>
<p>We also should say that we know that some of you who will go to this planet as starseeds, will never germinate &#8211; never awakened to the remembrance of who you really are. Some of you will awaken and begin to shine, only to be choked down by the opinions and prevailing thoughtforms around you. Others will awaken and remain awake and your light will become a source of inspiration and remembrance for many.</p>
<p>You will incarnate all over the planet; in every culture, every race, every country, every religion. But you will be different. You will never quite fit in. As you awaken you will realize that your true family isn&#8217;t those of your own race, culture, religion, county or even your biological family. It is your cosmic family &#8211; those who have come as you have come &#8211; on assignment to assist in ways large and small in the current transition.</p>
<p>True brotherhood and globalization in its highest form will come only in remembering Who You Really Are, Why You Are Here and What This Is Really All About. It will come as you return to the true temple of Divine Presence, your heart, where this remembrance takes place and from which you are called to serve the world.</p>
<p>So, are your ready? Good!</p>
<p>Oh, and by the way, there are a couple of other minor things I should mention&#8230;&#8230;</p>
<p>Because of the density, you can&#8217;t operate in that dimension without a space suit. This is a biological suit that actually changes over time. There are many things we could tell you about this but our orientation time is short so I think you can just jump in and experience  it. You should be forewarned, however. There will be a danger that if you forget who you really are, you may think you ARE your space suit instead of the fact that it is simply your vehicle in that dimension. Once there, you will notice that there is an infinite variety of space suits and a great deal of attention given to these. However, in spite of the infinite variety, because this a planet of duality, they all fall into two basic categories called &#8216;genders.&#8217; Again, we really don&#8217;t have time to go into this now. But you will find your relationship with your own space suit to be most instructive and interesting.</p>
<p>The other little thing is this. In order to operate in that dimension, you will also receive a microchip called a &#8216;personality.&#8217; This is like an identity imprint that, along with your space suit, will essentially make you different from everyone else. This will allow you to participate in the hologram there &#8211; something they call &#8216;consensus reality.&#8217; Once again, there will be a real danger that you will become so engrossed in the holographic personality dramas that you will forget who you really are and actually think that you ARE your personality. I know it sounds rather unbelievable right now, but once you get there&#8230;..</p>
<p>Again, there is so much more we could tell you by way of orientation, but we think you can learn the rest experientially &#8216;on site.&#8221; The only thing that is important is to remember Who You Really Are, Why You Are Here and What This Is Really All About. If you can do that, everything else will work out fine.  But take note: So few really DO remember this they stand out as &#8216;different&#8217; and others called them &#8216;Enlightened&#8217; or &#8216;Awakened&#8217; and similar terms. Strange isn&#8217;t it?</p>
<p>Well, Good Luck &#038; Bon Voyage!!! <br />&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<br />Love &#8211; Buppy</p>
<p>[I'm not sure if Buppy is the person who sent this to my friend or if it's supposed to be the name of the angel doing all of this talking but when I read that name, I cried.  My father was inspirational and a hinderance, loving and misogynistic, spiritual and in deep denial, happy and close to suicidal.  He told me a couple of years ago that he wasn't going to talk to me anymore, in a voicemail, and that I'd "be okay".  I still long for the father that I never had - the one that I maybe had for a few years when I was still innocent and cute enough for him - that was when I called him Bupa.]</p>
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