X Marks the Spot

He's feelin' the heavy nuclei twitching

Doing the neutron dance ;)



A triad of quarks -)

starfire took me back a few years... my dad had one of these what a ride it was :)



And Dion when I lived in Slidell ,La as a youngster we lived a few blocks away from ole Jerry and would sometimes join the neighborhood kids and listen to their jam sessions

We're not talking late model volvo style are we??

If one could be granted the choice of eternal youth...would you take it?

I ask myself this often.

Due it seems that some regard infinite time a curse in an immortality sense...and seem to want to be released from said.



Christian Slater did a number on me with that one in Pump up the Volume...

I still think about it...all these years later.


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Ahhhhh Louisiana, barring all todays corporate fuckups, I love the place. It was my November stopover annually as I made my way through to Southern mexico.

Nah, if you need redundancy you're just not doing it right. A day can be an eternity if you are doing it right.

I especially like the hard parts.

Was that Allan Moyle? We had a really interesting conversation once backnwhen I was a young profligate.

I mentioned Jazz Fest in Nola a few days back ... that was fun like I said think I will try to make it again this year.
It has its up's and downs like any state tho . Matter of fact watched Deja Vu last night that was made in Nola .. it has some interesting info on technology they happened upon and the Einstein Rosen Bridge and being able to veiw things 4 1/2 days back... ;)

Truly.

Strange how that works. Velocity I assume.


Challenge does spur the Mind to action. Lest one find themselves bored.

What horror.

But that is the plight of genius Seer... constant intellectual stimulation to take one to height's unseen by normal man trodding out their paths succinctly satisfied by mere labor alone
;)

I bridged a few dimensions in that place. I bet'cha can't was a mantra I'd often surpass while doing outlandizh things.

Back then places like Fun Unlimited were still semi legal and I'd hang out talking to all the working girls. It was quite a storied dingy place at the time.

Nowhere are the streets alive with music like there.

Apparently so...

The 90's were ripe which poignant and somewhat depressing tones...


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:)

The details, the character, the stories. The harder the chops the sweeter the sound.

On that note off to sleep while it offers.

Bone nuit et bonne chance.

I was in my element, but I still have the matches.

Ahh yes lol spent my first official Mardi Gras in New Orleans... and well remember getting way layed on the way to the porta potty with a friend at Jazz fest by an offer of a sweet aroma and herb and a long enlightening conversation ensued. Things you can learn by listening to strangers willing to share :) LOL

Yes.

And to have a group of geniuses bound not by time or space, something quite special indeed.


I was never much one for physical labor. My fine motor skills came into play to house my vocation.

Thankfully.

As my meek nature was not appreciated in a subordinate culture.

:)

My family never understood why I went to night school and summer school to graduate early( graduated two weeks after turning 17 in summer school even after spending a week in the hospital for a blood clot and caught up). I was very smart and then life got in the way and was wrought with physical labor. Then mid life I realized it was not that that made me happy but learning and exploring the boundaries that I could intellectually breech with the mind.
If one suppresses those urges it leads to depression I have found to keep the mind within a certain cage of sorts if that be its yearning but not all are made along those lines
:)

I can understand why...due to what you have mentioned in the past.




Personally, I had no desire to 'grow up'. My mother found me crying in my room when I turned 10.

She asked me, "why are you crying, it's your birthday?"

I said to her, I just turned double digits, and I am that much closer to having your life...


Being 10, I expressed myself the best way I knew how, however harsh it sounded to my wonderful mother at time.


What I meant was, that I saw no escape from the 9-5 slavery which I thought awaited me.

And I certainly experienced said for years after.

I enjoyed some of my jobs, but I never felt like I was 'doing what I Could do'...


I still don't.

But feel like I am getting there...

:)

Seer I never got to experience the Joy of childhood. When I was 9 I babysat my little two year old brother while my mother worked nights. Then my dad kidnapped him , after that my mother went to school during the day and I got to spend 30 minutes with her after school and then spent my nights alone. Didn't have my first real friend til the age of 12 and we are still friends to this day :) that I am thankful for. But I do feel that grace was extended to me in times of great need and that every instance of hurt pain or tragedy had a purpose in my life. I can certainly empathize with certain people and things they have gone thru and am so personally glad that whoever or whatever did not let me fall into that trap of bitterness.
The one thing I wish for myself the most would be to be able to fully go back to that inner childlike innocence of joy and wonder at all that is around, not that I do not have glimpse's of it but its not as it should have been. But I do know that the Mother and Father of the Universe have been there for me unequivocally and watched over me.

Grace under pressure LOL.. grasping and pulling oneself up out of the mire and shining with gratitude at all their is.

Think we mentioned that before about using the victim mode in this thread that it has backsliding consequences. I prefer the term overcome when having looked back on my life.

I have worked two jobs at once before just to provide for my two sons who I raised on my own and am so proud of the young men that they are . That has been my greatest job so far , Motherhood.

You are very blessed in that...alone.


Our trials bend or break us.

You bend and have bent beautifully and with grace.


Brilliant too, as you know.

As we see and recognize...



:)

Yes that is a great blessing in and of itself to co-create

I feel your emotion from here and it is warm and loving , thank You

I was asked at one time during prayer to be granted one request and asked for wisdom from above and it has been granted in increments , but has also taken my cooperation as you know it does lol .

Again thank You

Yes.

It comes slowly for a reason...As Mans Mind can only bend so far, so fast...


Love you Fringe, you are Beautiful. You have done right by your boys, and they honor you in their success therein.

Honor thy Father and thy Mother. Because they saw and recognized your sacrifice.

Your Love.


To Desire to make ones parents proud...and the Will to make it happen...



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Yes lol every time my son in the Navy gets an award or honor he gives it to me and says this is for you Mom. So I have quite a few of them :) he will have 8 years in this July and just made his E6 First Class Petty Officer in IT with AW( Air Warfare) SW (Sea Warfare) and SCW (Sea Bee Combat Warfare)pins , My youngest is currently at 2 years in College as well and Is getting very good grades :) and works a job also.

one of my fav older songs LOL

omg...I just had the weirdest thing happen over here after posting that...not going into details...but wth? lol

Lots of things going on cosmically at the moment :) who knows what the next couple of day will let loose so to speak lol

something coalesced for you

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Went to a source and found slow ants

Down at a well, they were speeding, frantically so

Water tables, hidden
Rising and falling within

But a source not always a deep water be
As a spring blossoms eternal from the deep

Blood of life

Hidden pressures
Floating the air above


Went to a source and stood on soft ground

hmmm miry clay