A place for me to work stuff out and to post things that interest me.
Most of us can, if we choose,
make this world either a palace or a prison. ~Lord Avebury
I choose a palace.
~TKF
Do not let your fire go out,
spark by irreplaceable spark,
in the hopeless swamps of the approximate,
the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all.
Do not let the hero in your soul perish,
in lonely frustration for the life you deserved,
but have never been able to reach.
Check your road and the nature of your battle.
The world you desired can be won.
It exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.
~Ayn Rand
The democratic society's mythology of equality with its
attendant erasure of difference is an impossibility
in an actual, lived sense.
Therefore, according to this view, this
imaginary erasure cannot achieve an
actual democracy, because a sense of
community can only come with the recognition of difference.
~Slavoj Zizek, as paraphrased by Catherine M. Soussloff
Links!
A brand new link! Check it out!
deviantART
I thought the place was very cool. Oh, and all you Alias fans, you can find a very nice wallpaper there--
or rather, here--and a gorgeous Evanescence one, too!
Watcher's Diary
Slayage; The Online International Journal of Buffy Studies
Convert just about anything
Comes in really handy when you want to convert fahrenheit to celcius and vice versa!
Links to 100s of free calculators online
Everything from your due date to how much a house payment would be to a regular calculator
Reference Guide to Chicago Manual of Style
Dictionary, Encyclopedia, Atlas & Almanac
Quotation Search Engine
Complete HTML True Color Chart
Epicurious Recipes
Inn Recipes; Recipes for all Occasions
JobStar-Resumes & Cover Letters Advice
Overstock.com: Up to 80% off most items
Ediblenature.com
Things My Girlfriend & I Have Argued About
(Trust me--you'll be laughing outloud!)
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Beyond the Invisible
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The tale of the world is like a tree.
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Sturdily rooted in the past, the tale's branches spread out through the days that come. The many stories that make up its substance
unfold from bud to leaf to dry memory and back again, event connecting event like the threadwork of a spider's web, so that each creature of the world plays its part, understanding only aspects of the overall narrative, and perceiving, each with its particular talents, only glimpses
of the Great Mystery that underlies it all.
~Charles de Lint, Moonheart
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Saturday, January 15, 2005
I realize that I've made numerous updates today and I hope you'll notice some of the changes, also. In particular, the quote to the left by Charles de Lint.
Charles de Lint has always been one of my favorite writers in a "if only I had the skill, talent, and mastery of words to write that way" way. Few authors give me such a sense that I'm immersing myself in a mesmerizing flow of words, sentences, beautiful tale as he does. Only Isabelle Allende gives me that same awe. That same feeling of having read an engrossing story and beautiful poetry at the same time.
I describe some art as having "lyrical" lines. That is, the eye is drawn over it, moving from line to line, plane to plane. The lines flow gloriously into each other and simply staring at it, letting it wash over you, leaves a visceral feeling of pure joy. Reading de Lint and Allende comes very close to those feelings and I know, instinctively, that I'm in the presence of great art--even if I'm barely able to describe it. (I'm sure they would both demure but Beth/Merope and Natalie/Soulsearcher come very close to engendering that feeling, also. Of course, I'm blessed with many friends who write wonderfully. And my writing is okay. In comparison to Beth and Natalie, however, I'm embarrassed by my scribblings.)
Enough raving. I have to stop before I start squealing like a 13-year old at an Usher concert. There was actually a thought, even purpose, to this post...
If I could just remember what it was....
10:15 PM
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