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HARNESSED
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Jared Harris, Kieran Culkin, Bill Pullman, Igby Goes Down
The younger generation encounters the C Street bunch at the Hamptons:
Hard to find clips of this movie online. Overdubs:
Harris
Military school
Bill Pullman
Trailer -- always love this flick. Kieran was always way too smart
Military school
Bill Pullman
Trailer -- always love this flick. Kieran was always way too smart
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Bill Pullman,
Jared Harris,
Kieran Culkin
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
New JewsOnFirst video conversations with Hebrew Union College professor Rabbi Michael J. Cook for study groups and individuals
http://www.jewsonfirst.org/cook/Overview.aspx
The Christian Zionist's Bible: A Jewish Perspective
Saturday, December 24, 2011
This has also worked for us with MS. Spread far and wide.
Especially the fish oils and VIt D3. Google recent Vitamin D3 (not D2) MS studies with google scholar. (Why would anyone study D2 alone, giving low amounts, and then announce Vit D doesn't affect MS? Hello.) Last scan -- nothing but a few old lesions -- some had even disappeared. No active lesions. NONE.
No disability. None.
WATCH.
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Multiple sclerosis
Friday, December 23, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
NewtGingrich.com Redirecting to Humiliating Sites as Gingrich Gets Mic-Checked | AlterNet
Jung, Tolkien, Hillman, Jackson
This is what the Assumption of Maria means in actual living: to take back into the psyche what has been put upon the body, to take back centuries of misogyny, to take back into consciousness the physical, the feminine, and the inferior.~ James Hillman, The Myth of Analysis
Arwen, her flashbacks / forwards woven into the story --which wasn't in the Lord of the Rings trilogy, but extrapolated from the Silmarillion -- makes it also Return of the Queen... and she joins her king at the end as a conclusion that rides whole into the future, dynasty and all.
I thought: as a woman, if I could choose between having children or immortality, I would choose children. At some point, this choice was made on a cosmic scale: It's a wondrous gamble, all of it, powers unimaginable putting will beyond reach into creatures like us... and yes, the ultimate thwarting of Sauron: Ring bearers, all.
Journey well.
deborah
from Answer to Job, CGJUNG, in Psychology and Religion: West and East, CW Vol. XI
What is the use of a religion without a mythos, since religion means, if anything, precisely that function which links us back to eternal myth?
Sunday, December 18, 2011
planetize the movement
Within a single volume, bounded by
love
I saw the scattered leaves of all the universe—
Substance and
accidents, and their relations,
As though together fused in such a
way
That what I speak of is a single light.
The universal form of this
commingling
I think I saw, for when I tell of it
My heart rejoice so much
the more...
How powerless is speech— how weak, compared
To my conception,
which itself is trifling
Beside the mighty vision that I saw!
O Light
Eternal, in Thyself contained!
Thou only know Thyself, and in Thyself
Both
known and knowing, smile on Thyself!
That very circle which appeared in
Thee,
Conceived as but reflection of a light,
When I had gazed on it
awhile, now seemed
To bear the image of a human face
Within itself, of its
own coloring—
Wherefore my sight was wholly fixed on it.
Like a geometer,
who will attempt
With all his power and mind to square the circle
Yet
cannot find the principle he needs:
Just so was I, at that phenomenon.
I
wished to see how image joined to ring,
And how the one found place within
the other.
Too feeble for such flights were my own wings;
But by a
lightning flash my mind was struck—
And thus came the fulfilment of my
wish.
My power now failed that phantasy sublime;
My will and my desire
were both revolved,
As in a wheel in even motion driven,
By Love, which
moves the sun and other stars.
"L'amor che muove il sole e l'altre
stelle"
— Dante Alighieri
(1265-1321)
Paradiso, XXXIII(1321)
Saturday, December 17, 2011
tantum religio potuit suadere malorum
article Dec 2004 Washington Monthly, Ayelish McGarvey
Evangelical Elitists
The exclusive church where Washington's conservative power brokers pray.
excerpt:
These are the Sunday school nerds of yore, the kids who memorized their Bible verses before everyone else. They went to graduate schools and worked on Republican Senate campaigns. And now they have their very own church. That man walking in with the soft, slightly chubby face and horn-rimmed glasses, with his son dangling from his arm—it's Michael Gerson, the president's chief speechwriter! And that tall guy with the bow tie—it's Tucker Carlson! Indeed, The Falls Church membership directory reads like the White House Christmas card list. CIA director Porter Goss and his wife, Mary, are members. So are The Weekly Standard's Fred Barnes and Robert Bork Jr. Rep. Jack Kingston (R-Ga.) belongs to the church. So does Rep. Robert Aderholt (R-Ala.), who counts among his constituents Judge Roy “Ten Commandments” Moore. The congressman has dutifully introduced the Ten Commandments Preservation Act in every session since he entered Congress in 1996. But on Sundays, he worships at The Falls Church where he can get a taste of evangelicalism without having to associate with run-of-the-mill evangelicals.That's Roy S. Moore of the Foundation for Moral Law. Intersect with Herb Titus and Michelle Bachmann here.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
They were the sweetest children
Alex at 16 (with the red Schecter )
and this summer (green guitar)
and very recently...
and Eric, guitar solo (wait for it, at 4:00 and on)
and Halloween. He did get to go to Ghostbuster School after all.
and this summer (green guitar)
and very recently...
and Eric, guitar solo (wait for it, at 4:00 and on)
and Halloween. He did get to go to Ghostbuster School after all.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Compassionate Conservatism Phase II
They used illegals to quietly bust unions in things like meat-packing. They loved their cheap nannies, maids, gardeners, etc. But familiarity breeds, and like all purely physical affairs (mah personal Jaysus!), it got old...
O child. O future of the world. O love. Your image: There is the living Christ.
O child. O future of the world. O love. Your image: There is the living Christ.
Monday, December 5, 2011
‘Extracts from the Journal of the late Professor I. Donoghue’
Sir Francis Galton’s scary unpublished utopian novel The Eugenic College of Kantsaywhere (c.1910) http://www.ucl.ac.uk/library/special-coll/ksw.shtml
fiction as "a place for thinking the unthinkable"
fiction as "a place for thinking the unthinkable"
cant
cant n.
— n
- Angular deviation from a vertical or horizontal plane or surface; an inclination or slope.
- A slanted or oblique surface.
- A thrust or motion that tilts something.
- The tilt caused by such a thrust or motion.
- An outer corner, as of a building.
- insincere talk, esp concerning religion or morals; pious platitudes
- stock phrases that have become meaningless throughrepetition
- specialized vocabulary of a particular group, such asthieves, journalists, or lawyers; jargon
- singsong whining speech, as used by beggars
- — vb.( intr ) to speak in or use cant
[C16: probably via Norman French canter to sing, fromLatin cantāre; used disparagingly, from the 12th century,of chanting in religious services]asthieves. I love it.
Look under the toe of your boot. There's a quarter there.
I find 4 leaf clovers, sometimes 5 leaf clovers... But my eye is trained to find them. It honed itself hunting shark teeth in the cliffs of the Chesapeake. You get attuned, is all.
Not that things aren't connected.
I heard a terrific explanation of quaternity someone gave ala von franz:
Axiom of Maria. A precept in alchemy: "One becomes two, two becomes three, and out of the third comes the one as the fourth."
alice puts it:
Hidden in the Fourth is the One. Find it by uniting the Two in the Third.
Which is cant for:
masculine+feminine (expressed as metal, charge, planet, lovers, etc.) -- transcending to--> divine nature/incarnation /big L love. Yin Yang stuff. Tao. It's the cornerstone of alchemy. The power to transform.
Carl Jung (and these are psychological statements: Jung is always speaking of the psychological experience) used the axiom of Maria as a metaphor for the whole process of individuation. From Sharp's Lexicon: One is the original state of unconscious wholeness; two signifies the conflict between opposites; three points to a potential resolution; the third is the transcendent function; and the one as the fourth is a transformed state of consciousness, relatively whole and at peace.
(Jung smokes his pipe and grins at me. 'I was only in it for the transference.')
The oddest things can take on the transcendent function.
There's a swing my kids made by throwing a rope over a tree half-way up our front yard. It set the stage above our little stone amphitheater here to tell today's tale.
My youngest son left a chair up there by the swing. Odd old chairs left around the property here. I leave them alone. They add charm. And I'm not sure who they belong to, who sits in them. Like the old tribes in the desert, the chair is dragged from place to place that it might be a portable holy of holies. (Such was the arc of the covenant, oddly enough.) But -- this new chair sits there happily, covered with shade, the entire hill covered with great trees, all the way to the split rail fence, looking very Cold Mountain --which it is. The sun comes up here at an angle through the tall trees at the edge of the ridge. It has to slant in here, Helios, Ra, Apollo, Sun Sun Sun. He's magnificent in his coming, sending out spears and rays and solid golden ladders. Morning is a wondrous happy thing. But I noticed as I got in the car that He also found my son's chair up there in the darkness. He shines on it, sits there like a beautiful prince.
So that's who sits in that chair.
But the tale today... I stopped at a park to pick up my son from soccer practice. All around the huge field is (surprise, surprise) beauty. More Ra and his rays, mountain framed, rocks that climb the hills in tiffany and yager cut layers. I talked with another woman waiting there. She's a Richmond native, I find, and she mentions that her child goes to the local Christian School. We talk about the history around us, the war, the Reservists who have all been called up and will be gone for so long, and she says, after a pause, -- "My mom was saying the other day that she just wished that the Rapture would come and be over with!" And so I looked at her, and said what honestly came to me.
It was that scripture about the doubting Thomas, Jesus asking him if he must put his hands in his wounds to Gnow (though I think I said 'believe'). "Why can't people listen to that?" I asked her. "It's so simple. Is it the blood and wounds that are important or is the message that lives in the heart? Where do you believe? With hands and blood and eyes, or the heart? Because that's the incarnation. That's the "Rapture" fulfilled, and everyone can have it right now by letting the Christ (Ra, Apollo, Buddha consciousness, higher love, universal moral principles ... your theory here) live in the heart, without middlemen or magic books or politics. You just look into someone's eyes and see (don't you know me?) the Christ there. And you incarnate, Christ in you."
She seems to like this.
I guess she'll go ask her pastor about it. He'll tell her I'm the devil.
Anyway, Temple is everywhere. You just have to recognized it. You can make whatever you like from the grail. Just better make sure you know who your grail serves.
As for my Eros cant, I'll caution you. Priapus is often confused with Eros, and he was an object of pity, a walking parable of a huge insatiable throbbing and utterly painful wang always obscuring His way. But even Priapus has a place, a time. He carries the child over into the horrors of manhood, where the waters rage and seethe and ache -- until Eros is found within all.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
The Last Man
The Last Man (Oxford World's Classics)Mary Shelley (Author), Morton D. Paley (Editor)
Free on Kindle. Go read.
Free on Kindle. Go read.
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Saturday, December 3, 2011
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