I was driving when a thought occured to me.
'My dumplings' are at the age where I should be capturing all their little antics and sayings. I have 2 nieces and a nephew. Alanah is 7, Gina is 5 (starting Kindergarten) and Albino jr (aka Baby Boy) is 4.
Jeez, I hope I got their ages right, I'm kinda bad with that.
So I thought, I should do a interview piece on them. I just have to figure out what questions I should ask them and do a 'sit' down interview with them. I can even video tape it but I'd probably have to have their parents consent first because of posting and what not. Maybe I'll do it anyway, but just type out the interview.
I think it'll be cute especially right before two of them start school.
haha I'll have to bring a microphone to make it seem legit. =)
8.05.2010
The purpose has been defeated
The whole purpose of this blog was for me to unleash all my innermost thoughts, daydreams, rants, raves, purrs and hisses. All anonymously.
Well because I changed one of my blogs 'detox' to things relating to working out and hypothyroidism....well i've met many a co-workers who have the same symptoms and share my love for Gluten Free living with family that I can't be as exposed as I once was. Because I keep giving them this site!
And that kind of sucks monkey balls.
No it sucks Silver Back Gorilla Balls.
I guess I just can't hide.....so I shall to talk to myself in the corner.
(haha don't ask why this particular picture is posted it was just hella funny to me)
Well because I changed one of my blogs 'detox' to things relating to working out and hypothyroidism....well i've met many a co-workers who have the same symptoms and share my love for Gluten Free living with family that I can't be as exposed as I once was. Because I keep giving them this site!
And that kind of sucks monkey balls.
No it sucks Silver Back Gorilla Balls.
I guess I just can't hide.....so I shall to talk to myself in the corner.
(haha don't ask why this particular picture is posted it was just hella funny to me)
6.23.2010
Rumi
Some of the sayings that I like from Rumi:
6/23/10 http://www.armory.com/~thrace/sufi/poems.html
____________________
"If thou wilt be observant and vigilant, thou wilt see at every moment the response to thy action. Be observant if thou wouldst have a pure heart, for something is born to thee in consequence of every action."
____________________
"Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore not by book nor from tongue.
If knowledge of mysteries come after emptiness of mind, that is illumination of heart."
____________________
"Our death is our wedding with eternity.
What is the secret? "God is One."
The sunlight splits when entering the windows of the house.
This multiplicity exists in the cluster of grapes;
It is not in the juice made from the grapes.
For he who is living in the Light of God,
The death of the carnal soul is a blessing.
Regarding him, say neither bad nor good,
For he is gone beyond the good and the bad.
Fix your eyes on God and do not talk about what is invisible,
So that he may place another look in your eyes.
It is in the vision of the physical eyes
That no invisible or secret thing exists.
But when the eye is turned toward the Light of God
What thing could remain hidden under such a Light?
Although all lights emanate from the Divine Light
Don't call all these lights "the Light of God";
It is the eternal light which is the Light of God,
The ephemeral light is an attribute of the body and the flesh.
...Oh God who gives the grace of vision!
The bird of vision is flying towards You with the wings of desire."
____________________
from One-Handed Basket Weaving:
Anything that comes and goes,
rises and sets, is not what I love."
else you'll be like a caravan fire left
to flare itself out alone beside the road. "
____________________
Because my brother says I'm strict:
"I said, 'Thou art harsh, like such a one.'
'Know,' he replied,
'That I am harsh for good, not from rancor and spite.
Whoever enters saying, "This I," I smite him on the brow;
For this is the shrine of Love, o fool! it is not a sheep cote!
Rub thine eyes, and behold the image of the heart.'"
____________________
In the Arms of the Beloved
Gone to the Unseen
At last you have departed and gone to the Unseen.
What marvelous route did you take from this world?
Beating your wings and feathers,
you broke free from this cage.
Rising up to the sky
you attained the world of the soul.
You were a prized falcon trapped by an Old Woman.
Then you heard the drummer's call
and flew beyond space and time.
As a lovesick nightingale, you flew among the owls.
Then came the scent of the rosegarden
and you flew off to meet the Rose.
The wine of this fleeting world
caused your head to ache.
Finally you joined the tavern of Eternity.
Like an arrow, you sped from the bow
and went straight for the bull's eye of bliss.
This phantom world gave you false signs
But you turned from the illusion
and journeyed to the land of truth.
You are now the Sun -
what need have you for a crown?
You have vanished from this world -
what need have you to tie your robe?
I've heard that you can barely see your soul.
But why look at all? -
yours is now the Soul of Souls!
O heart, what a wonderful bird you are.
Seeking divine heights,
Flapping your wings,
you smashed the pointed spears of your enemy.
The flowers flee from Autumn, but not you -
You are the fearless rose
that grows amidst the freezing wind.
Pouring down like the rain of heaven
you fell upon the rooftop of this world.
Then you ran in every direction
and escaped through the drain spout . . .
Now the words are over
and the pain they bring is gone.
Now you have gone to rest
in the arms of the Beloved.
____________________
REMEMBERED MUSIC
'Tis said, the pipe and lute that charm our ears
Derive their melody from rolling spheres;
But Faith, o'erpassing speculation's bound,
Can see what sweetens every jangled sound.
We, who are parts of Adam, heard with him
The song of angels and of seraphim.
Out memory, though dull and sad, retains
Some echo still of those unearthly strains.
Oh, music is the meat of all who love,
Music uplifts the soul to realms above.
The ashes glow, the latent fires increase:
We listen and are fed with joy and peace.
____________________
The following Rumi sayings are from http://peacefulrivers.homestead.com/Rumilove.html
as of 6/23/10
____________________
The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere,
they're in each other all along.
____________________
When I am with you, we stay up all night,
When you're not here, I can't get to sleep.
Praise God for these two insomnias!
And the difference between them.
____________________
I have phrases and whole pages memorized,
but nothing can be told of love.
You must wait until you and I
are living together.
In the conversation we'll have
then...be patient...then.
____________________
A Smile and Gentleness
There is a smile and a gentleness
inside. When I learned the name
and address of that, I went to where
you sell perfume. I begged you not
to trouble me so with longing. Come
out and play! Flirt more naturally.
Teach me how to kiss. On the ground
a spread blanket, flame that's caught
and burning well, cumin seeds browning,
I am inside all of this with my soul.
____________________
The Freshness
When it's cold and raining,
you are more beautiful.
And the snow brings me
even closer to your lips.
The inner secret, that which was never born,
you are that freshness, and I am with you now.
I can't explain the goings,
or the comings. You enter suddenly,
and I am nowhere again.
Inside the majesty.
____________________
When you find yourself with the Beloved, embracing for
one breath,
In that moment you will find your true destiny.
Alas, don't spoil this precious moment
Moments like this are very, very rare.
____________________
Some Kiss We Want
There is some kiss we want with
our whole lives, the touch of
spirit on the body. Seawater
begs the pearl to break its shell.
And the lily, how passionately
it needs some wild darling! At
night, I open the window and ask
the moon to come and press its
face against mine. Breathe into
me. Close the language- door and
open the love window. The moon
won't use the door, only the window
____________________
Moving Water
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
When actions come from another section, the feeling disappears.
Don't let others lead you. They may be blind or, worse, vultures.
Reach for the rope of God. And what is that? Putting aside self-will.
Because of willfulness people sit in jail, the trapped bird's wings are tied,
fish sizzle in the skillet.
The anger of police is willfulness. You've seen a magistrate inflict visible punishment.
Now see the invisible. If you could leave your selfishness, you would see how you've
been torturing your soul. We are born and live inside black water in a well.
How could we know what an open field of sunlight is? Don't insist on going where
you think you want to go. Ask the way to the spring. Your living pieces will form
a harmony. There is a moving palace that floats in the air
with balconies and clear water flowing through, infinity everywhere, yet contained
under a single tent.
____________________
I love this one:
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.
____________________
Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I'm already under
and living with the ocean.
____________________
A certain person came to the Friend's door and knocked.
"Who's there?"
"It's me."
The Friend answered, "Go away. There's no place for raw meat at this table."
The individual went wandering for a year.
Nothing but the fire of separation can change hypocrisy and ego. The person returned completely cooked, walked up and down in front of the Friend's house, gently knocked.
"Who is it?"
"You."
"Please come in, my self, there's no place in this house for two.
The doubled end of the thread is not what goes through the eye of the needle.
It's a single-pointed, fined-down, thread end, not a big ego-beast with baggage."
____________________
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
____________________
Who Says Words With My Mouth
All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.
This poetry, I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
____________________
There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life.
There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek that mine.
O traveler, if you are in search of That
Don't look outside, look inside yourself and seek That.
____________________
There is a candle in the heart of man, waiting to be kindled.
In separation from the Friend, there is a cut waiting to be stitched.
O, you who are ignorant of endurance and the burning
fire of love----
Love comes of its own free will, it can't be learned
in any school.
____________________
6/23/10 http://www.armory.com/~thrace/sufi/poems.html
____________________
"If thou wilt be observant and vigilant, thou wilt see at every moment the response to thy action. Be observant if thou wouldst have a pure heart, for something is born to thee in consequence of every action."
____________________
"Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore not by book nor from tongue.
If knowledge of mysteries come after emptiness of mind, that is illumination of heart."
____________________
"Our death is our wedding with eternity.
What is the secret? "God is One."
The sunlight splits when entering the windows of the house.
This multiplicity exists in the cluster of grapes;
It is not in the juice made from the grapes.
For he who is living in the Light of God,
The death of the carnal soul is a blessing.
Regarding him, say neither bad nor good,
For he is gone beyond the good and the bad.
Fix your eyes on God and do not talk about what is invisible,
So that he may place another look in your eyes.
It is in the vision of the physical eyes
That no invisible or secret thing exists.
But when the eye is turned toward the Light of God
What thing could remain hidden under such a Light?
Although all lights emanate from the Divine Light
Don't call all these lights "the Light of God";
It is the eternal light which is the Light of God,
The ephemeral light is an attribute of the body and the flesh.
...Oh God who gives the grace of vision!
The bird of vision is flying towards You with the wings of desire."
____________________
from One-Handed Basket Weaving:
Anything that comes and goes,
rises and sets, is not what I love."
else you'll be like a caravan fire left
to flare itself out alone beside the road. "
____________________
Because my brother says I'm strict:
"I said, 'Thou art harsh, like such a one.'
'Know,' he replied,
'That I am harsh for good, not from rancor and spite.
Whoever enters saying, "This I," I smite him on the brow;
For this is the shrine of Love, o fool! it is not a sheep cote!
Rub thine eyes, and behold the image of the heart.'"
____________________
In the Arms of the Beloved
Gone to the Unseen
At last you have departed and gone to the Unseen.
What marvelous route did you take from this world?
Beating your wings and feathers,
you broke free from this cage.
Rising up to the sky
you attained the world of the soul.
You were a prized falcon trapped by an Old Woman.
Then you heard the drummer's call
and flew beyond space and time.
As a lovesick nightingale, you flew among the owls.
Then came the scent of the rosegarden
and you flew off to meet the Rose.
The wine of this fleeting world
caused your head to ache.
Finally you joined the tavern of Eternity.
Like an arrow, you sped from the bow
and went straight for the bull's eye of bliss.
This phantom world gave you false signs
But you turned from the illusion
and journeyed to the land of truth.
You are now the Sun -
what need have you for a crown?
You have vanished from this world -
what need have you to tie your robe?
I've heard that you can barely see your soul.
But why look at all? -
yours is now the Soul of Souls!
O heart, what a wonderful bird you are.
Seeking divine heights,
Flapping your wings,
you smashed the pointed spears of your enemy.
The flowers flee from Autumn, but not you -
You are the fearless rose
that grows amidst the freezing wind.
Pouring down like the rain of heaven
you fell upon the rooftop of this world.
Then you ran in every direction
and escaped through the drain spout . . .
Now the words are over
and the pain they bring is gone.
Now you have gone to rest
in the arms of the Beloved.
____________________
REMEMBERED MUSIC
'Tis said, the pipe and lute that charm our ears
Derive their melody from rolling spheres;
But Faith, o'erpassing speculation's bound,
Can see what sweetens every jangled sound.
We, who are parts of Adam, heard with him
The song of angels and of seraphim.
Out memory, though dull and sad, retains
Some echo still of those unearthly strains.
Oh, music is the meat of all who love,
Music uplifts the soul to realms above.
The ashes glow, the latent fires increase:
We listen and are fed with joy and peace.
____________________
The following Rumi sayings are from http://peacefulrivers.homestead.com/Rumilove.html
as of 6/23/10
____________________
The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere,
they're in each other all along.
____________________
When I am with you, we stay up all night,
When you're not here, I can't get to sleep.
Praise God for these two insomnias!
And the difference between them.
____________________
I have phrases and whole pages memorized,
but nothing can be told of love.
You must wait until you and I
are living together.
In the conversation we'll have
then...be patient...then.
____________________
A Smile and Gentleness
There is a smile and a gentleness
inside. When I learned the name
and address of that, I went to where
you sell perfume. I begged you not
to trouble me so with longing. Come
out and play! Flirt more naturally.
Teach me how to kiss. On the ground
a spread blanket, flame that's caught
and burning well, cumin seeds browning,
I am inside all of this with my soul.
____________________
The Freshness
When it's cold and raining,
you are more beautiful.
And the snow brings me
even closer to your lips.
The inner secret, that which was never born,
you are that freshness, and I am with you now.
I can't explain the goings,
or the comings. You enter suddenly,
and I am nowhere again.
Inside the majesty.
____________________
When you find yourself with the Beloved, embracing for
one breath,
In that moment you will find your true destiny.
Alas, don't spoil this precious moment
Moments like this are very, very rare.
____________________
Some Kiss We Want
There is some kiss we want with
our whole lives, the touch of
spirit on the body. Seawater
begs the pearl to break its shell.
And the lily, how passionately
it needs some wild darling! At
night, I open the window and ask
the moon to come and press its
face against mine. Breathe into
me. Close the language- door and
open the love window. The moon
won't use the door, only the window
____________________
Moving Water
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
When actions come from another section, the feeling disappears.
Don't let others lead you. They may be blind or, worse, vultures.
Reach for the rope of God. And what is that? Putting aside self-will.
Because of willfulness people sit in jail, the trapped bird's wings are tied,
fish sizzle in the skillet.
The anger of police is willfulness. You've seen a magistrate inflict visible punishment.
Now see the invisible. If you could leave your selfishness, you would see how you've
been torturing your soul. We are born and live inside black water in a well.
How could we know what an open field of sunlight is? Don't insist on going where
you think you want to go. Ask the way to the spring. Your living pieces will form
a harmony. There is a moving palace that floats in the air
with balconies and clear water flowing through, infinity everywhere, yet contained
under a single tent.
____________________
I love this one:
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.
____________________
Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I'm already under
and living with the ocean.
____________________
A certain person came to the Friend's door and knocked.
"Who's there?"
"It's me."
The Friend answered, "Go away. There's no place for raw meat at this table."
The individual went wandering for a year.
Nothing but the fire of separation can change hypocrisy and ego. The person returned completely cooked, walked up and down in front of the Friend's house, gently knocked.
"Who is it?"
"You."
"Please come in, my self, there's no place in this house for two.
The doubled end of the thread is not what goes through the eye of the needle.
It's a single-pointed, fined-down, thread end, not a big ego-beast with baggage."
____________________
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
____________________
Who Says Words With My Mouth
All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.
This poetry, I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
____________________
There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life.
There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek that mine.
O traveler, if you are in search of That
Don't look outside, look inside yourself and seek That.
____________________
There is a candle in the heart of man, waiting to be kindled.
In separation from the Friend, there is a cut waiting to be stitched.
O, you who are ignorant of endurance and the burning
fire of love----
Love comes of its own free will, it can't be learned
in any school.
____________________
6.15.2010
A New Slope
A new slope
Is it necessary to go the normal route?
I fell down a slope that I never knew existed. I always was cautious trying to step into footsteps that were laid down before me on the beaten path.
The same winding path where I could close my eyes and walk and never stumble.
I never knew. I didn't see it coming.
I knew I was tired of being the tour guide, and now I'm the tourist.
New smells, new light.
A new me.
I always followed that map on the same ol' path.
But I fell down a slope that I never knew existed for me.
A slope that's custom fit. Mud, rocks, brush, trees and all. Branches sticking out like little obstacles we call life.
I didn't even try to reach out or try to slow myself down. I smiled the whole way through. Not knowing when or where it will end.
I'm enjoying it, every single moment of it.
Even if it leads to another place…I'm still going to smile.
I never knew.
I never knew it existed.
I didn't see it coming.
And I smile the whole way through.
[ written by: Lorenza E. Campos on 5/2/07 ]
Is it necessary to go the normal route?
I fell down a slope that I never knew existed. I always was cautious trying to step into footsteps that were laid down before me on the beaten path.
The same winding path where I could close my eyes and walk and never stumble.
I never knew. I didn't see it coming.
I knew I was tired of being the tour guide, and now I'm the tourist.
New smells, new light.
A new me.
I always followed that map on the same ol' path.
But I fell down a slope that I never knew existed for me.
A slope that's custom fit. Mud, rocks, brush, trees and all. Branches sticking out like little obstacles we call life.
I didn't even try to reach out or try to slow myself down. I smiled the whole way through. Not knowing when or where it will end.
I'm enjoying it, every single moment of it.
Even if it leads to another place…I'm still going to smile.
I never knew.
I never knew it existed.
I didn't see it coming.
And I smile the whole way through.
[ written by: Lorenza E. Campos on 5/2/07 ]
Everyone sees what you seem but few know who you are
"Everyone sees what you seem but few know who you are."
That's a quote from someone back in the 1880's I think. I lost who it was by and I don't know where I found it. This speaks true. Just a thought. I've recently had to deal with issues that there was hearsay and third persons words. It had a deep impact on my family. I won't go into detail….only those who truly know who I am know what I'm talking about. There are times I like to share things with everyone in the world. But there are subjects that I like to keep private. I think that if I exploit myself and issues then I have no way of trying to shield myself or preserve who I truly am. I am open to people but I am private at the same time. I like to keep my private issues to those that are truly close to me. It eventually worked out and things are so called "normal" again. But it affected many people and I just want to say to those that were involved, thank you for listening to All Sides of what happened before passing judgment. It reminded me of a story from my 5th grade teacher. She told us:
A teacher had a glass ball placed on her desk. When a few students were arguing….she got the 2 kids, a boy and a girl who were arguing about who was right and who was wrong. She placed them at opposite sides of the desk and asked them to look at the ball and tell the class what they saw. The girl said she saw "White". The boy said he saw "Black". They again argued that each was right in what they saw. She told them now switch places and tell what they saw.
The girl now saw "Black" and the boy now saw "White". They couldn't believe it. She told them: Not always what you think you see is right, you have to see the other person's point of view before shouting what you see and declare that you are right.
Funny, I can't remember much of what I was doing last July, but I remember that story from 5th grade. Now if this was the case for say ballot issues or other things that you have facts and proof you compare. You see. Without everything…..you really can't say fairly what it is and isn't. Just like at work I can't evaluate a case until all the verifications are received. It's a parallel thing, hope you all understand my Adult ADD story.
You can take away from this blog as you want, but I hope that you truly take the depth of this quote: "Everyone sees what you seem, but few know who you are." I love this quote so much I may get this on me…..forever….
Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
That's a quote from someone back in the 1880's I think. I lost who it was by and I don't know where I found it. This speaks true. Just a thought. I've recently had to deal with issues that there was hearsay and third persons words. It had a deep impact on my family. I won't go into detail….only those who truly know who I am know what I'm talking about. There are times I like to share things with everyone in the world. But there are subjects that I like to keep private. I think that if I exploit myself and issues then I have no way of trying to shield myself or preserve who I truly am. I am open to people but I am private at the same time. I like to keep my private issues to those that are truly close to me. It eventually worked out and things are so called "normal" again. But it affected many people and I just want to say to those that were involved, thank you for listening to All Sides of what happened before passing judgment. It reminded me of a story from my 5th grade teacher. She told us:
A teacher had a glass ball placed on her desk. When a few students were arguing….she got the 2 kids, a boy and a girl who were arguing about who was right and who was wrong. She placed them at opposite sides of the desk and asked them to look at the ball and tell the class what they saw. The girl said she saw "White". The boy said he saw "Black". They again argued that each was right in what they saw. She told them now switch places and tell what they saw.
The girl now saw "Black" and the boy now saw "White". They couldn't believe it. She told them: Not always what you think you see is right, you have to see the other person's point of view before shouting what you see and declare that you are right.
Funny, I can't remember much of what I was doing last July, but I remember that story from 5th grade. Now if this was the case for say ballot issues or other things that you have facts and proof you compare. You see. Without everything…..you really can't say fairly what it is and isn't. Just like at work I can't evaluate a case until all the verifications are received. It's a parallel thing, hope you all understand my Adult ADD story.
You can take away from this blog as you want, but I hope that you truly take the depth of this quote: "Everyone sees what you seem, but few know who you are." I love this quote so much I may get this on me…..forever….
Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
5.06.2010
We still have alot of work to do
In some ways it doesn't matter who was here first (Native aka Indigenous people and Mexican's were). But we all are here now. Actually homo sapiens were here first. Wonder what race they claim or their religion. hmmm. I think I may have issues because I do believe homo sapiens were here but I also believe that God created man and woman. Sooo....they were the protype maybe?
In no way am I knocking Christopher Columbus' findings of existence of life here in the America's, I mean to the Indigenous, they must have been advanced and shared knowledge and survival skills.
Greediness and unfair racist made this initial friendship become part of a hard un-imaginalbe history for Native and later on Mexican and African people. In the end, I don't know what my life would be like if we didn't co-exist, learn and grow. Would America be a 3rd or 4th world country? Who knows but I'm grateful that I live in a place where freedom exists. We have come a long way America, but we still have a lot of work to do. A lot of work
Interesting Facts:
The three ships set out from Palos, Spain on Aug 3rd, 1492. Arriving in the "New World" on October 12, 1492. (That is one long a$$ cruise!)
From: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Columbus 5/6/2010.
"Although not the first to reach the Americas from Europe—he was preceded by at least one other group, the Norse, led by Leif Ericson, who built a temporary settlement 500 years earlier at L'Anse aux Meadows[2]— Columbus initiated widespread contact between Europeans and indigenous Americans."
Unbelieveable - "Native Americans who were not already U.S. citizens were granted citizenship in 1924 by the Congress of the United States." (From: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Native_Americans_in_the_United_States 5/6/2010). It's sad to just find out that the Indigenous people who were here prior to any of the shipmaking's from the Old World were classified as Citizen's. Shamefull in my opinion.
First to land in Michigan: http://www.gwbhs.com/Articles/Native%20American%20FAQ.pdf as of 5/6/2010
Scientific evidence shows that the Americas have been inhabited for at least 20,000 years whether or not they cross the bering strait....
hmm...contradictory theories? Indigenous have been here for over 20,000 years?!: http://www.native-languages.org/bering.htm as of 5/6/2010
From the University of Berkely at California: http://www.berkeley.edu/news/berkeleyan/1998/0311/linguistics.html as of 5/6/2010
Texas was part of Mexico back in the early 1800's: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Texas_Revolution as of 5/6/2010.
The Old Three Hundred: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Three_Hundred as of 5/6/2010
Map from 1835-1846: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Mexico_1835-1846_administrative_map-es.svg as of 5/6/2010
Territorial Expansion: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Territorial_expansion_of_the_United_States as of 5/6/10
CALIFORNIA IS STILL the most beautiful!: "In 1842, the American minister in Mexico Waddy Thompson, Jr. suggested Mexico might be willing to cede California to settle debts, saying "As to Texas I regard it as of very little value compared with California, the richest, the most beautiful and the healthiest country in the world... with the acquisition of Upper California we should have the same ascendency on the Pacific... France and England both have had their eyes upon it." from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexican–American_War as of 5/6/2010
Internalized Oppression and Latinos: http://academic.udayton.edu/race/01race/latinos01.htm as of 5/6/10
Mexican Migrant Workers and Lynch Culture: Culturehttp://amath.colorado.edu/carnegie/lit/lynch/migrant.htm as of 5/6/10
Although i'm about to suggest some Indigenous (Native American) books for you to read, Im open to you suggesting good books for me to read. My mind is open and I'm ready to learn!
CONQUEST : Montezuma, Cortés, and the Fall of Old Mexico by Hugh Thomas (my brother read and loved this book. I have yet to read it)
Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee by Dee Brown (OHMG I have read this book over and over. Heartbreaking but history)
Crazy Horse: The Strange Man of the Oglalas by Mari Sandoz (I have read this book over and over and it's in my collection)
Also check out: www.sciencedaily.com Interesting items. Although I love science and am fascinated by it, my religious beliefs come first.
In no way am I knocking Christopher Columbus' findings of existence of life here in the America's, I mean to the Indigenous, they must have been advanced and shared knowledge and survival skills.
Greediness and unfair racist made this initial friendship become part of a hard un-imaginalbe history for Native and later on Mexican and African people. In the end, I don't know what my life would be like if we didn't co-exist, learn and grow. Would America be a 3rd or 4th world country? Who knows but I'm grateful that I live in a place where freedom exists. We have come a long way America, but we still have a lot of work to do. A lot of work
Interesting Facts:
The three ships set out from Palos, Spain on Aug 3rd, 1492. Arriving in the "New World" on October 12, 1492. (That is one long a$$ cruise!)
From: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Columbus 5/6/2010.
"Although not the first to reach the Americas from Europe—he was preceded by at least one other group, the Norse, led by Leif Ericson, who built a temporary settlement 500 years earlier at L'Anse aux Meadows[2]— Columbus initiated widespread contact between Europeans and indigenous Americans."
Unbelieveable - "Native Americans who were not already U.S. citizens were granted citizenship in 1924 by the Congress of the United States." (From: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Native_Americans_in_the_United_States 5/6/2010). It's sad to just find out that the Indigenous people who were here prior to any of the shipmaking's from the Old World were classified as Citizen's. Shamefull in my opinion.
First to land in Michigan: http://www.gwbhs.com/Articles/Native%20American%20FAQ.pdf as of 5/6/2010
Scientific evidence shows that the Americas have been inhabited for at least 20,000 years whether or not they cross the bering strait....
hmm...contradictory theories? Indigenous have been here for over 20,000 years?!: http://www.native-languages.org/bering.htm as of 5/6/2010
From the University of Berkely at California: http://www.berkeley.edu/news/berkeleyan/1998/0311/linguistics.html as of 5/6/2010
Texas was part of Mexico back in the early 1800's: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Texas_Revolution as of 5/6/2010.
The Old Three Hundred: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Three_Hundred as of 5/6/2010
Map from 1835-1846: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Mexico_1835-1846_administrative_map-es.svg as of 5/6/2010
Territorial Expansion: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Territorial_expansion_of_the_United_States as of 5/6/10
CALIFORNIA IS STILL the most beautiful!: "In 1842, the American minister in Mexico Waddy Thompson, Jr. suggested Mexico might be willing to cede California to settle debts, saying "As to Texas I regard it as of very little value compared with California, the richest, the most beautiful and the healthiest country in the world... with the acquisition of Upper California we should have the same ascendency on the Pacific... France and England both have had their eyes upon it." from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexican–American_War as of 5/6/2010
Internalized Oppression and Latinos: http://academic.udayton.edu/race/01race/latinos01.htm as of 5/6/10
Mexican Migrant Workers and Lynch Culture: Culturehttp://amath.colorado.edu/carnegie/lit/lynch/migrant.htm as of 5/6/10
Although i'm about to suggest some Indigenous (Native American) books for you to read, Im open to you suggesting good books for me to read. My mind is open and I'm ready to learn!
CONQUEST : Montezuma, Cortés, and the Fall of Old Mexico by Hugh Thomas (my brother read and loved this book. I have yet to read it)
Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee by Dee Brown (OHMG I have read this book over and over. Heartbreaking but history)
Crazy Horse: The Strange Man of the Oglalas by Mari Sandoz (I have read this book over and over and it's in my collection)
Also check out: www.sciencedaily.com Interesting items. Although I love science and am fascinated by it, my religious beliefs come first.
You've been learning Spanish since before the 1940's!
I came across this in the County Archives. http://www.oac.cdlib.org/ark:/13030/tf6290050d/?brand=oac4
If you click on the link for Verso of Page 8. Then click on Recto of Page 7. I like the drawing!
So Stanley Hayami Diary, 1941-1944 shows he was learning Spanish.
hmm...for everyone who is doing this bashing on Mexican's your lovely school system has had this language in place since you were born! Did you get bad grades back then? Is that why you are so angry.
I don't mind that there is a case for if you are here illegally, then you should take legal procedures to become legally here. However I cannot stand the fact that it's always targeted to a specific race. It's on the border line between a hate crime (with the slurs, the un-americanism of using this heated topic as a platform to hide your bigotry...well most not all persons) and racism (targeting a single race).
Do you know that other races use all sides of the American border to come here. East Coast, West Coast, Mexico border and yes the Canadian border.
One year I joined in the downtown march. I met a guy, real nice white guy and I asked so what brings you to march with us? He said because he was here illegally. His Canada Visa expired and was supposed to go back but he didn't want to and he felt that he should support changes for people here illegally to become legal. I asked him if he were afraid he'd get caught. He said "No, they look at me and think im a citizen, they don't question me. But you guys, you guys get checked all the time."
There are persons here who crossed from China, Africa, Middle East, Canada, all over the world.
I go to visit my family in Missouri, and before all this got to be a $hit storm, I would get the side eye from folk over there. You can feel the stares and the racial thoughts coming from some minds. It's sad. Sadder that even in my own melting pot of California that I start to notice.
I'm here legally. I'm a Citizen. I'm an American. So are my parents and their parents. Generations. I'm proud of my heritage and my descendants. Just because your not proud of your roots (European) and you don't show your love for your descendants...don't knock the one's that do. I support our troops. Hell my best friend served in the Marines, as well as my uncle's (Air Force, Army) and my grandfather (Army) I still have the wings he received when he was a para-trooper.
Before you further stick your foot in your mouth, check the sole to see the foundation where you have been walking. Because many races, Native, Middle East, Mexican, Italian, Japanese, African and many more have walked these plains before and next to your ancestors. If your ancesters were even here first....did you check which boat (Nina, Pinta or Santa Maria) they were on?
I'm not trying to debate who was here first. Just know the roots. We are all here now and have to deal with the present mainly but keep those things in mind.
I just want fairness. Hope that you do too.
If you click on the link for Verso of Page 8. Then click on Recto of Page 7. I like the drawing!
So Stanley Hayami Diary, 1941-1944 shows he was learning Spanish.
hmm...for everyone who is doing this bashing on Mexican's your lovely school system has had this language in place since you were born! Did you get bad grades back then? Is that why you are so angry.
I don't mind that there is a case for if you are here illegally, then you should take legal procedures to become legally here. However I cannot stand the fact that it's always targeted to a specific race. It's on the border line between a hate crime (with the slurs, the un-americanism of using this heated topic as a platform to hide your bigotry...well most not all persons) and racism (targeting a single race).
Do you know that other races use all sides of the American border to come here. East Coast, West Coast, Mexico border and yes the Canadian border.
One year I joined in the downtown march. I met a guy, real nice white guy and I asked so what brings you to march with us? He said because he was here illegally. His Canada Visa expired and was supposed to go back but he didn't want to and he felt that he should support changes for people here illegally to become legal. I asked him if he were afraid he'd get caught. He said "No, they look at me and think im a citizen, they don't question me. But you guys, you guys get checked all the time."
There are persons here who crossed from China, Africa, Middle East, Canada, all over the world.
I go to visit my family in Missouri, and before all this got to be a $hit storm, I would get the side eye from folk over there. You can feel the stares and the racial thoughts coming from some minds. It's sad. Sadder that even in my own melting pot of California that I start to notice.
I'm here legally. I'm a Citizen. I'm an American. So are my parents and their parents. Generations. I'm proud of my heritage and my descendants. Just because your not proud of your roots (European) and you don't show your love for your descendants...don't knock the one's that do. I support our troops. Hell my best friend served in the Marines, as well as my uncle's (Air Force, Army) and my grandfather (Army) I still have the wings he received when he was a para-trooper.
Before you further stick your foot in your mouth, check the sole to see the foundation where you have been walking. Because many races, Native, Middle East, Mexican, Italian, Japanese, African and many more have walked these plains before and next to your ancestors. If your ancesters were even here first....did you check which boat (Nina, Pinta or Santa Maria) they were on?
I'm not trying to debate who was here first. Just know the roots. We are all here now and have to deal with the present mainly but keep those things in mind.
I just want fairness. Hope that you do too.
4.15.2010
Tidbits
I have a bad back and horrible knees but I still try to skate when I can.
I dream in color and in Spanish. I have no clue what the hell I am saying but I am carrying on a conversation like a interpretor!
Inside I'm a speeder and I'm trying to keep that under control.
I'm not as free as I'd like to be and I'm working on that. I hold back on a lot.
I day dream waaaaay to much!
Whenever I listen to 10:15 by the cure...It brings me back to my old high school days....ahhhh
I can go from listening Rock music to Flamenco without a flinch. From Oldies to Punk. From Classical to Reggae.
I just found out I have sent over 1,015 text messages and 874 picture messages in 1 month alone. This does not include the any of the mail I receive through my 4 email accounts that I have.
I learned how to type on a old school typewriter blindfolded.
Whenever I chuck....my lungs feel like they are going to expand and explode. I could never be bulimic or anorexic.
I dream in color and in Spanish. I have no clue what the hell I am saying but I am carrying on a conversation like a interpretor!
Inside I'm a speeder and I'm trying to keep that under control.
I'm not as free as I'd like to be and I'm working on that. I hold back on a lot.
I day dream waaaaay to much!
Whenever I listen to 10:15 by the cure...It brings me back to my old high school days....ahhhh
I can go from listening Rock music to Flamenco without a flinch. From Oldies to Punk. From Classical to Reggae.
I just found out I have sent over 1,015 text messages and 874 picture messages in 1 month alone. This does not include the any of the mail I receive through my 4 email accounts that I have.
I learned how to type on a old school typewriter blindfolded.
Whenever I chuck....my lungs feel like they are going to expand and explode. I could never be bulimic or anorexic.
2.06.2010
Brought to you by Gandhi
"Keep your thoughts positive because your thoughts become your words. Keep your words positive because your words become your behaviors. Keep your behaviors positive because your behaviors become your habits. Keep your habits positive because your habits become your values. Keep your values positive because your values become your destiny. "
- Gandhi
Thoughts
It has been a great while since I've posted.
1. My internet is funkier than Rick James crotch pants.
2. I've been busier than a hooker trying to make that rent money.
Hmm....not a too fantastic way to start off my thoughts post right? Fk it who cares. =)
This moment's thought:
1. My internet is funkier than Rick James crotch pants.
2. I've been busier than a hooker trying to make that rent money.
Hmm....not a too fantastic way to start off my thoughts post right? Fk it who cares. =)
This moment's thought:
My daily practice now is to continually clean the chambers of my heart - to give and receive love, to stay present to myself and to others, to no longer flee, or worry, or procrastinate. I may act imperfectly, but I try to act bodly from my core values.
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