It can't wait ramblings

Oh no!
I'm falling behind...

Here's an update, I'm feeling so much better than I have been! Classes are still boring, but I'll make it fun ;)
I'm trying to stay positive, confident, happy, hopeful :) No more complaining!! Try new things.
Enjoy this last month before things go haywire again.

What? You don't think I can do it? Seeing as...every other time, it hasn't worked. BUT! I am NOT giving up ever again.

Hmm.. well, spent yesterday down in TN visiting family. I didn't realize how much I missed it down there. I thought... a little farther and I'd be in Atlanta! Although, from what I hear, they're giving it about 2 months before the city runs out of drinking water. Drought. :( The lake is at an unimaginable low and they found out the extra water was being channelled down to florida to keep two endangered species alive. Say what?!
Yeeea, don't get me wrong but... C'MON! Save the fishies and muscles or save the people?

Ah well, things'll fix up soon enough.

Well, I outta go now. Promised to call the mama and ....Got two big projects due this week.....bleh.... What's the point? Okay, yes, there is a point. But I'm leaving here soon, and who knows if they'll accept the credit's I already have?? oh well...things'll fix up soon enough.

I've decided to live life to its fullest...No more saying "It can wait."

Para tu perfecto, ojos morenos, Mi amor...

os"Ojos Asi" --Shakira

ayer conoci un cielo sin sol/ y un hombre sin suelo/ un santo en prision/ y una cancion triste sin dueno

ya he ya he ya la he/ y conoci tus ojos negros/ ya he ya he ya la he/ y ahora si que no/ puedo vivir sin ellos yo

le pido al cielo solo un deseo/ que en tus ojos yo pueda vivir/ he recorrido ya el mundo entero/ y una cosa te vengo a decir/ viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut/ fui desde el Norte hasta el polo sur/ y no encontre ojos asi/ como los que tienes tu

rabboussamai fikarrajaii/ fi ainaiha aralhayati/ ati ilaika min haza lkaaouni/ arjouka labbi labbi nidai (not sure about the arabic transliteration...)

viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut/ fui desde el Norte hasta el polo sur/ y no encontre ojos asi/ como los que tienes tu

ayer vi pasar una mujer/ debajo de su camello/ un rio de sal un barco/ abandonado en el desierto

ya he ya he ya la he/ y vi pasar tus ojos negros/ ya he ya he ya la he/ y ahora si que no/ puedo vivir sin ellos yo

le pido al cielo solo un deseo/ que en tus ojos yo pueda vivir/ he recorrido ya el mundo entero/ y una cosa te vengo a decir/ viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut/ fui desde el Norte hasta el polo sur/ y no encontre ojos asi/ como los que tienes tu

le pido al cielo solo un deseo/ que en tus ojos yo pueda vivir/ he recorrido ya el mundo entero/y una cosa te vengo a decir/ viaje de Bahrein hasta Beirut/ fui desde el Norte hasta el polo sur/ y no encontre ojos asi/ como los que tienes tu

Reminder #3

Do you want to succeed? Really...do you?

Then live each moment, every minute, every second....that's where success comes frmo.

Get up and do something! Stop wasting moments!

Lyrical

Well, I'm still feeling a bit like that "3rd possibility"...mixed with a bit of the 1st possibility and a dash of the second... ;)

But that's okay... because somehow, inspiration as suddenly poured out on me.

I wrote lyrics last night......Strange, I've never been much of a poet, and yet..... I put my pencil to the paper and there wasn't a pause in its movement.

I also spent some time dancing last night... from about midnight til 1:30ish...inspiration from nowhere again...It was lyrical dancing this time... Something I've grown a bit fond of, but not planning to pursue classes etc. Just maybe a good hobby. Looking back on my ballet days ;) ...But it was so strange.... I know when you watch somebody dance one, you think, oh that's easy, anyone could dance like that, anyone could move like that, it's just random. But it's not. I had tried it before, and it was more difficult than expected... but last night... it just came to me... all the movements. Every so often, I'd stop... and wonder... Wow, that was an awesome move, how did I do that? Where did it come from?

I remember I watched someone do a lyrical dance to "The Scientist" by Coldplay once. And I cried. I know, no surprise, eh? I'm a baby...but hey, I think anyone would have. She was amazing. I remember her fluid movements were so beautiful and fit just perfectly. When someone dances like that, it draws you in, on an emotional level that's unexplainable and you feel with them, you feel the passion and emotion and the meaning.

I think if I get feeling okay, although I doubt it, I'll hope for more inspiration from nowhere and make my own dance to "The Scientist" or something like....what do you think?

"You wouldn't worry so much about what other people thought if you realised how seldom they do. " -- Eleanor Roosevelt

1 2 or 3 ?

Life is so crazy. I don't even know what to talk about here now.

Even though on the surface of everything it looks as though it's not all that crazy for me right now...I mean, what with me on holiday for a week, yet seemingly bored out of my mind, getting nearly nothing done, being lazy, etc. But the truth is... I don't feel like doing anything. I keep telling myself, why are you wasting time? There's so many things that need to be done, so many things you've wanted to get done (or started)...what are you doing on your ass all day? Part of me says..."I'm gonna be lazy, because I can, because I need to."

So the truth is... I don't feel like doing anything. I feel exhausted.. and I haven't done anything! So I was trying to figure out why I am feeling this way...ill and exhausted and tired and weak...and I've come up with a few possibilities...

1. I really am ill, something's wrong health wise and it's just a matter of letting myself rest and regenerate.

2. Maybe I'm just sad... Missing people... or someone....? And it's making me not feel like doing anything and the fact that i sit around doing nothing everyday is what is making me sick....

3. Or.... It's just hit me. Every now and then, through all this crazy mess of a life, I fall down. Although...there's two ways I usually might fall down in these "now and then's". One is falling down and really "hurting" myself, breaking down in the way that I'm so depressed I feel there's no reason to live. The other, (this is the one which I'm referring to as the 3rd possibility) and that is... falling down, but not breaking down emotionally.... not completely at least. Okay, it's actually not really "falling down", it's more like laying down. I still love life, I still want to live, I still have my hopes, it's just one of those lonely moments... one of those "wishing" moments. One of those moments I half want to get up again, and the other part just wants somebody to lay down with me. Just take advantage of being able to lay down, having time to.

So I'm not depressed... not sad....Okay, a little sad, but it's the healthy amount of saddness. Okay...the slightly less than healthy amount, yet, not so much that it's such a bad thing. Maybe I just need to catch my breath. I feel like I'm in a dream...I feel like I'm floating... Everything is so unreal, and it's nto really registering very well with me what's really going on, what I'm really into, what is going to happen...but mostly..what has happened, everything that has happened for weeks, months..years. It kinda makes me just want to forget about how sick and exhausted I feel...and just....just let it be...let them come... reminisce on memories...good memories, sad memories, memories that make me cry, moments. I think maybe I need that...maybe that's what this is telling me... just let go....stop struggling... relax...relax...Relax before it all begins again...this way, you'll be ready, you'll be okay, you might actually look forward to it. New beginnings, new struggles, new saddnesses, new happiness, new moments, new people, new capabilities to be discovered. Breathe...breathe...then, chin up, you can do it! And best of all, you're not alone. No reason to feel alone this time.

I think that 3rd possibility might be the most accurate.... ;) But who knows?

"Never, never, never, never give up." - Winston Churchill

http://youtube.com/watch?v=xXaRT8CXmGE&mode=related&search=

Women in art.

Mesmerizing ;)

I think all artist's think alike.....and it is just known that the woman in a painting is the epitome of Beauty.

As some have tried to convince me, I disagree... A woman painting a "woman" should not be "ethically" verboten.

There are few things that measure up to or are more magnificent and mysterious and hypnotic than the human body. I am not saying that as an opinion, I'm saying it as it is. If you claim to disagree, then there is something seriously wrong with you.

"I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best." --Frida Kahlo

"Sometimes the painting starts to relate very directly to either sights seen or experiences felt, other times it just goes off on a tangent that you really can’t articulate." -- Susan Rothenburg

What's the worst that could happen?

He's got a point. I think I'm convinced.

I might be using this approach to solve all of my decisions now... If only I had come across it sooner.

the taboo

AHHHHHH....!

So I was just reading this article about a "polygamy rape case"...and you know how off to the side sometimes, they'll have "related" links...well, guess what the links listed were...

"Mormon ringtones", "Are you a Mormon convert?", "Learn about Momons?"

. . . . . . say wha?!

AND...the "related" book ad's at the bottom...

"The Kingdom of the Cults", "The TRUTH about Mormons", "The Cult of the Suicide Bomber", "Releasing the Bonds: Think for yourself"

WTF?

That is truely pathetic....

I just don't understand why the hell people have to make up shit about other religions just to make themselves look better....THEN the people they tell the shit that they make up to actually end up BELIEVING it and then it spreads and eventually becomes just one big stereotypical, generalizing, discriminating extravaganza!

Why can't we just get along....?? why why whhhhyyyyyy?????

"If ya can't say nothin' nice, don't say anythin' at all" --Thumper!! YES, a bunny has more sense than you judgmental meanies of the extravaganza....

PICKLES

It's fall break and I dont have to go anywhere for another week....

Yay!! Sleep in....be lazy...don't do anything I don't absolutely have to do.....y'know... like eat....that's right up there next to breathe.

Jeez......

I'm bored out of my mind.

What to do but blog about limitless boredom?

I woke up to sirens this morning... those damn sirens....although, no surprise... I could wake up to a cats purr across the room. Anyway...get this, THIS is how bored I am.....I'm so bored that I woke up...didn't want to actually get up so my mind starts running...and you know what I end up thinking about?? I start thinking.... hmmm... I wonder what it'd be like to think in a different language? Do French people, do Indian people think in a different language? Hmm, well I just pienso es interesante. Y I just love the way suena. Sería fenomenal. WHOA! AYEE!! What just haappened?! Holy shitaki mushrooms! .. ahora eso era cool....

I know.... I'm odd......I know....

Oh! but it's gonna rain today, that's happy...That reminds me.... I think I'm gonna have a pickle and peanut butter sandwich today. Nasty little booger, it is.... but it's sentimental. :) Don't you ever do things, no matter how much you hate it, just 'cause it's of sentimental value?

Kite Runner

Ah.....delaying the premiere of the highly anticipated "The Kite Runner", based on Khaled Hosseini's novel. Now, why isn't this surprise? hmmmmm...

It is sad that the actor's parents requested the film be delayed at least long enough to allow them to flee the country (Afghanistan). It's sad, but I'm not surprised....there are many controversial themes and scenes in the book. Sensitive issues, yes... but it's just not right that it should anger people so much that these actors fear for their safety.

In any case... I cant wait for the film to be released. I watched the trailer...and it reminded me....

No book has ever caused these sort of tears to run from my eyes before. It's impossible to describe what Hosseini's writing has allowed me to experience. Nearly every emotion expressable by a human was touched upon. I found I could relate in such odd ways, yet direct ways to this story. It taught me so much. It helped me get through a very difficult time as well....strange, being such a miserable book, but so uplifting. At one point, I had to put the book away for some time because it was just too much.....so much coincided with me that I just couldn't take it. It had been fate too, I know it, I ran into the book in a way that isn't explained in any other way. Kept pushing itself into my life for years...and it took this long, it took a knock on the head to finally get me to pay attention. I don't think I'll ever read a book that will affect me as much.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=-1Ivdc76nAY&mode=related&search=

decisions...

...decisions decisions DECISIONS!

that's all I ever have to do!!

"Choices are the hinges of destiny." --Edwin Markham

just thinkin...

I love the way... after a night of rain...the morning brings the thickest fog. You can't hardly see 3 feet in front of you...But...you can smell the sweet smell of the ozone...and through the fog you can see the little dew drops on magnificent webs. Spiders seem to love this vulnerable time. When your senses are confused by all the beauty, it's easy to fall into the trap.

Yellow is Hope

I was thinking...

My life is in such an odd spot.

Overall, I think there is one word that can describe what my life is, at least what it is right now...and that's "hope".

That's really all it is, all that makes it up, through and through...no exaggeration...

I am hope, everything I do or think or say is hope.

Every next thought I have is in some way connected to hope, and though it seems in a distant manner, it is so close to really being hope that it's hardly distinguishable.

Alright, that made no sense...What I'm trying to say is...

I feel like I dont have anything right now, all I have is hope. So being hope may not be such a good thing in some cases, but a fabulous thing in others....See...I am not living in the moment in the sense that... I am not here, I am there...drowning in hopes. I hope for this and that to happen...but nothing is within my reach. Everything that I hope for is beyond it... so I just have to wait...'til the one thing that will boost me closer comes. But waiting, leaves me daydreaming. I wont get anything done, nothing to the best of my ability, because my thoughts are not here, they are there. The funny thing is, there's nothing that can be done about it. Unless of course, I can some how morph the hope into some kind of incentive to actually focus. I know I need to focus, but I just don't want to.... Because when I dwell in my world of hopes, I smile. I laugh. I am excited. Never do I feel better. I think about next spring... going to Sacramento...new slate...everything I want to learn...everything I want to accomplish....everything I want to see and do...everyone I want to meet. The list continues...on and on...but I dont expect things to go quite as I hope...after all, nothing ever does. And that just adds to the anticipation. Risk, curiosity, mystery, never know what's gonna happen....even though I seem to get into a lot of bad luck...each time, I learn something. And yes, slowly but surely I am teaching myself how to deal, how to cope, how to be happy no matter what, how to not care what anyone else in the world thinks...things will get better, things will get happier, things will be perfect!

"But sometimes math is even more magical. Like when you toss a couple numbers in the crucible of a function box, and no one sees what goes on in there, but they come out the other side, they are multicolored dancing digits of phenomenal cosmic power.....Just sometimes one and one turn out to be worth more together than you would imagine." -- My teacher, The Melissa

Oh my, that moon! I smell change on the wind....

Well, today seemed to be no different than any other average day. Except my tummy hurt a bit... Damn that full moon.

Teachers pushing your limits...Seeing just how far you can go, and giggling all the while. No mercy, I tell you, none. Must be a full moon.

It was actually a rather quiet day...Seems like most everyone decided to stay in bed and play ill today...either there must have been a lot of unnecessary tests scheduled, or it must be a full moon.

I had a lot of confidence today, it hasn't dissipated yet, thank goodness, and hopefully it wont....ever.....never again....

Well I came home...cats were there to greet me, although, they were a little hyped up...running all over the place, twitching, talking, pouncing each and every thing. It could have been those un-pop-able cat-nip bubbles...or else it must be a full moon.

Also, I found food in the house. It must be a full moon. ;)

In any case.... It was just like christmas...so I made some pasta and cheesy sauce, some peas etc. Drank some milk, never tasted so good... really must be a full moon.

I missed a certain someone extra today, for some reason, there was hardly anything/one else on my mind. So so excited to go home again, oddly...but not to be home, but to be with somebody. And all that excitement, anticipation...has melted a bit into dissappointment because I came home, only to the kitties. :( But that's okay...There must be a reason.... something important might have come up? Something might have delayed? Something providing a very very logical reasoning? Maybe it's the full moon...

;)

"Promises are like the full moon, if they are not kept at once, they diminish day by day" -- German Proverb

Innocence

You see this....

This is a picture of 9 dolphins.

Research has shown that children are "unable" to recognize the erotic scene. All that they can see is 9 dolphins. On the other hand, they say that an adult's mind is more "corrupt", so to speak, so that an adult might have trouble picking out the 9 dolphins at first glance.

Although simple, I found this sort of interesting...

Makes me want to be little again. When I'd play in fantastical worlds of faeries and shinuku's, dark lords and heroes and majestic princes to ride off into the sunset with. Talking animals and invisible friends to play with, laugh with, to cry with. Where everything I draw is art, and everything I think is said, everything I have is loved, breathing or not. When monsters bit your toes from beneath the bed and shadows left whispers in walls. When the most interesting thing is the most trivial thing and "to worry" wasn't in the vocabulary. It's nearly impossible to have nothing entertaining to do... The time where consequences are ignored, so that curiosities consume...

"Know you what it is to be a child? It is to be something bery different from the man of to-day. It is to have a spirit yet streaming from the waters of baptism; it is to believe in love, to believe in loveliness, to believe in belief; it is to be so little that the elves reash to whisper in your ear; it is to turn pumpkins into coaches, and mice into horses, lowness into loftiness, and nothing into everything, for each child has its fairy godmother in its own soul." --Francis Thompson

Reminder #2

Do as He suggests/says/demands you to do...

...He knows what's best.

"If you don't do what's best for your body, you're the one who comes up on the short end." -- Julius Erving (Philly 76ers)

confidence in confidence

...With each step I am more certain/ Everything will turn out fine/ I have confidence the world can all be mine/ They'll have to agree I have confidence in me

I have confidence in sunshine/ I have confidence in rain/ I have confidence that spring will come again/ Besides what you see I have confidence in me!

Strength doesn't lie in numbers/ Strength doesn't lie in wealth/ Strength lies in nights of peaceful slumber/ When you wake up/ Wake up! It's healthy!

All I trust/ I give my heart to/ All I trust becomes my own/ I have confidence/ In confidence alone...

Spoken: Oh help...

I have confidence in confidence alone!!/ Besides Which you see I have confidence In me!!!!!!!!!!!!

-- From the Sound of Music - "I Have Confidence"

Sweet songs

A couple mornings ago, I was sitting on my front porch. To my right, the sun rising, to my left, abundant trees. I was listening to the various songs of the birds...watching them dance and flit across the ssky, the way they communicate, the way they move, the way everything comes together just right allow them to float on the wind.

So I was sitting there on my porch...and out of nowhere, a crow lands on the porch railing in front of me. This is unusual, because there aren't many crows out in the open here. She just sat there and stared at me with her dark brown eye. I was wondering what she was thinking, what she was trying to convey, if anything.

Suddenly another landed on the railing just next to her. This is even more unusual, I thought, because it is not even mating season. Anyway... he hobbled over to her and puffed up a bit. She turned and looked at him, but now he was eyeing me.

"No worries," I said. She came to me, I didn't chase her. I very well know how brutal a crow can be, when one of their 'loved' ones may be in danger. No mercy. But we must remember, they are simply protecting out of 'love' their fledging little ones, their mates. They're not just bent on random victim's destructions. They are not the scavenging beasts they've been made out to be. I think the idea was first ingrained in our minds because of how in the old days, after a battle, with all the corpses lying about, the crows simply couldn't resist. And the people saw them devouring the decomposing flesh of their loved ones, and dubbed them "evil". Possibly...this is why poets use "murder" to describe a flock.

She cawed, and it made me jump because she had broken the silence with no warning. He cawed as well, lifting his head toward the sky... No doubt they were continuing to speak in tones and pitches that my human ears are unable to hear. They seemed to look at eachother and then, friendly, as if they knew eachother...then simultaneously looked at me again....turned, and flew off to find a roost together...

"Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words." --George Eliot

"Life is not easy f or any of us. But what of that? We must have perserverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something and that this thing must be attained." --Marie Curie

Reminder #1

Reminder:

Must throw a party for myself one day, to celebrate my new position as writer, scribe, scriptist as well as speech writer for national travelling presentations....in the conservation/raptor rehabilitation and green team.."group".

"We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope." -- Martin Luther King, Jr.

Wickedness and Cruelty

What is it?

I can tell you this much, there is much too much of it in the world.

The world seems to have turned to the morally bad for solace. This makes me sad...because really, I do see it all around.

I'm an observer, as you may know, and this is what I have observed. At an alarmingly fast rate...wickedness and hatred are popping up everywhere. And for no reason! I mean, it might've been there since the beginning...because man will be man...But sometimes it seems as though everyone hates everyone these days.

I look around, and this is what I see... People...adults, elders..children!...doing degrading, immoral acts-turned-habits. The elders should know.... they should have enough sense by now to know!! Right? But.....Bestiality and corruption in those children. Perversion and...no respect!

But guess who this next generation is learning from? Yes, you know. They take what they've surveyed and they add what they perceive and...well...the concoction creates something much more villanous.

Something else makes me sad....

I typed in "wickedness" to google for ideas.... didn't find any, of course...but, I noticed... on of the first sites to pop up was an Islamic-hater's site. On the first page! One of the first hits!! How did this happen? How did Islam end up there?

Ah well...this is what the world is now...

But I can't leave this all to the depressing fact that one day, it seems, all that will be left is hate...right?

There is still love in some places, you just have to know where to look. It will always be there, forever...even if it is not obvious to the naked eye.

And beauty? Yes there is beauty forever also. But it isn't something you have to search for. It is there... every where...in everything. In every seemingly trivial thing and every brilliant thing, it's there. So much of it, so beautiful that it seems worthy of worship.

A lone morning glory in a patch of weeds during a sad, rainy dawn...

Chivalry Love

The Rules of Chivalry Love...

As laid out by Andreas Capellanus, a champlain at a French court in the 1100s...

Love is a certain inborn suffering derived from the sight of and excessive meditation upon the beauty of the opposite sex, which causes one to wish above all things the embraces of the other and by common desire to carry out all of love's precepts in the other's embrace.

1. Marriage is no real excuse for not loving.

2. He who is not jealous cannot love.

3. No one can be bound by a double love.

4. It is well known that love is always increasing or decreasing.

5. That which a lover takes against the will of his beloved has no relish.

6. Boys do not love until they arrive at the age of maturity.

7. When one lover dies, a widowhood of 2 years is required of the survivor.

8. No one should be deprived of love without the very best of reasons.

9. No one can love unless he is impelled by the persuasion of love.

10. Love is always a stranger in the home of avarice.

11. It is not proper to love any woman whom one would be ashamed to seek to marry.

12. A true lover does not desire to embrace in love anyone except his beloved.

13. When made public love rarely endures.

14. The easy attainment of love makes it of little value; difficulty of attainment makes it prized.

15. Every lover regularly turns pale in the presence of his beloved.

16.When a lover suddenly catches sight of his beloved his heart palpitates.

17. A new love puts to flight and old one.

18. Good character alone makes any man worthy of love.

19. If love diminishes, it quickly fails and rarely revives.

20. A man in love is always apprehensive.

21. Real jealousy always increases the feeling of love.

22. Jealousy, and therefore love, are increased when one suspects his beloved.

23. He whom the thought of love vexes eats and sleeps very little.

24. Every act of a lover ends in the thought of his beloved.

25. A true lover considers nothing good except what he thinks will please his beloved.

26. Love can deny nothing to love.

27. A lover can never have enough of the solaces of his beloved.

28. A slight presumption causes a lover to suspect his beloved.

AHhh.... see what having too many renn. fayre friends does to you....?

It's no longer, "I have to use the restroom" it's... "I shall go to the privy" ;)

Oh no.... did that comment ruin the lovely moment?

ta da!

Welcome to the new blogness...

To Sable...

a peek Inside the LOnely, VaultEd skY of the mOUrning star At earLy daWn, wAking Young eyeS...

...I think he still wins...

...

puzzeling...

I have this urge to draw or paint now...

...but I know if I start now, I'll be up all night...

what shall I draw...?

m m m m good...

I don't know what to write about.

I thought about writing about wickedness or cruelty...or milkshakes...

But those all seem so bland. Too depressing for today (Yes, writing about milkshakes, depressing...because I lack one).

Then I really feel like writing a song....but that requires too much effort, and it's funner if you can put music to it....which I can't (in any way other than in my head).

Then I thought about food...

bleaaa bleaaaa...that's all you think about, Juliana, food!!...isn't it? Well, why not? It is truely a magnificent thing. One of the greatest pleasures in the world :) I'll have you know, you can ask me anything about organic produce, and I can tell you right off the bat, don't even gotta think about it.

OPW to the rescue!

I love being loved, don't you?

Adam

There are 6,618,649,793 in the world, last I heard.

There are 302,818,508 people in the U.S. of A.

There are 393,664 people in the U.S. with the first name Adam.

Statistically Adam is the 143rd most popular first name.

99.62 percent of people with the first name Adam are male.

Adam derives from the Hebrew noun ha adamah meaning "the ground" or "earth"

Adán is the Spanish form of this name, As in.... Antonio Adán, the Spanish football goalie.....In Arabic Adam (آدم) means "made from the earth/mud/clay".

Adolphe Adam, a French composer of Minuit, chrétiens! or "O Holy Night".......Albrecht Adam and son, Benno Adam, and brother, Heinrich Adam...as well as Eugen Adam, all talented German painters...portraits, etchings, lithographs...

Adam Gontier, the lead singer for Canadian Alternative Rock band 3 Days Grace...Or, Adam Stein, titled "Sexiest Man on the Planet."

Then theres...Juliette Adam (1836 – 1936), a French writer...

But then also, there's always, Adam....Just Adam. Adam who began it all, with his wife Eve. Adam who tended the animals and the greens in Eden. Some even say he became the archangel, Michael.

Which brings me to an Adam who is very important to me... Not THE Adam who is THE most important to me....Just another one who is. And he comes from the West, 水 , Ap/Jala, Genbu, Aab, a cane, a bowl of blood, a cup, a bowl, a cauldron of the Dagda, always full...Water, Rain......rain....

He's tall, and he has light brown hair... a bit of facial hair...deep green eyes, and simple muslin clothing. He has a voice that is most sweet to hear, although it isn't really heard, it is felt. It is known. It is cool...like breeze on your neck, but through your mind. Like a refreshing morning gulp of oxygen after a stormy night. And the voice says "truth", the voice says "guidance", the voice says "comfort", as long as I listen.... If I don't.... he cant get to me....and I begin to lose myself. I even dare to forget that he is there...watching, and wishing I would turn to him for help. He's just waiting for me, fighting for me, and he cares for me....even though I don't quite know his identity, he sure knows mine. He is Adam. He's somewhat of a spirit guide for me, somewhat of an angel as some would say. That is all I know; That he exists, that he is with me, and that he Knows.

He reminds me very much of another Adam I know, one who is THE most important to me...

"In the beginning of all things, wisdom and knowledge were with the animals, for Tirawa, the One Above, did not speak directly to man. He sent certain animals to tell men that he showed himself through the beast, and that from them, and from the stars and the sun and moon should man learn.. all things tell of Tirawa.

All things in the world are two. In our minds we are two, good and evil. With our eyes we see two things, things that are fair and things that are ugly.... We have the right hand that strikes and makes for evil, and we have the left hand full of kindness, near the heart. One foot may lead us to an evil way, the other foot may lead us to a good. So are all things two, all two." --Letakos-Lesa (Eagle Chief), of the Pawnee Indians