Wednesday, December 22, 2010
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Wonder Powder
BAKING SODA...
-make your own toothpaste [+hydrogen peroxide], or dip toothbrush in baking soda for whiter teeth
-make mouthwash, combine with water
-facial scrub/body exfoliant. mix 3 parts baking soda to 1 part water
-deodorant
-insect bites, itchy skin
-hand softener, mix with liquid soap
-hair degreaser, combine during shampoo & sprinkle on hairbrush
-bath soak [1/2 cup]
-cleaning product
-deodorizer
-clean fruits & vegetables
Powerful
[Addicted]
I want to say that, as a person, I am easily addicted. Easily drawn to the feeling of not only needing a thing, but being unable to survive without it. Easily pulled down by a nagging desperation to, at all costs, get more of it. And not to any one given thing, but more of a general propensity to crave, need, desire, and take illogically whatever it is that has caught my desire.
I want to say that it is just me. That I'm just "that sort of person". I want to say that it is an innate fault within my type of personality, specifically. And if not that, then it's a fault I acquired after years of conditioning, years of experience, years of trying things and liking them.
I want to say that I am wholly responsible. That this is a personal struggle. That the rest of the world does not feel this way.
But then, I stop writing to look around. And I see a culture addicted.
I see stimulants like caffeine, relaxants like alcohol, and pain-killers. I see pools upon pools of various chemicals meant to enhance my daily experience, despite how simple it already is. And I see them all consumed in mass. I see sugar and fat guzzled by the pint, quart, gallon - daily. I see new, sparkling jewels covered in blood and sweat and ragged dirty rags adorning, decorating, enlivening our enriched lives.
I see people barely breathing under the load of their chosen addiction. Strung out or weighed down. Muddling themselves in between fixes. Cutting any edges so they can still feed the yearning inside of them for just one more. Just one more. Just this once.
I fear that we are an addictive huddle of creatures. Mixed up in between a latent instinctual push and the ability to push that aside. Seeking the benefit of our individual selves above the systems, above the model, above the pattern. Seeking without regard the thing we have come to need. The thing that, were it taken away, we would clearly die without.
And, the most depressing part, is that were it suddenly stripped away - we would most certainly die. Over-dosed on our own pleasure. Emaciated by our own gratification. Incapable of bearing up under the true weight of life. Incapable of adaptation. Incapable of survival.
We are the dead. But now, it is not because we are fighting for anything worthwhile. We are the dead because we have chosen it instead of life.
We are the dead, and we will not turn around.
-authored by Ralikat,
Rali Ashenden
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Seed Planting Chart
http://www.mbsseed.com/garden_seed_planting_chart.htm
Whoa! Reminded me of a nursery rhyme from when I was younger, so when I looked it up I was surprised to see its origination & meaning...
Mary Mary quite contrary,
how does your garden grow?
With silver bells & cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row.
This traditional English nursery rhyme is apparently based on the daughter of King Henry VIII(8), also known as THE "Bloody Mary."
The garden refered to Protestant graveyards, which were growing in size during Queen Mary's Catholic reign.
Silver bells & cockle shells...instruments of torture. Silver bells crushed thumbs, cockle shells were attached to the genitals.
Maids are in reference to a mechanical beheading machine. Lovely.
Kyron Horman
Quarters, nickels, dimes & Pennies :]
If you don't like something change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude.
Be the change you want to see in the world. -Ghandi
I'm starting with the man in the mirror.
I'm asking him to change his ways.
And no message could have been any clearer,
If you wanna make the world a better place
take a look at yourself, and make a change. -Michael Jackson lyrics
written by Glen Ballard & Siedah Garrett
Therefore if any man is in Christ, he is a new creature; the old things passed away; behold, new things have come. -2 Corinthians 5:17
And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is GOOD and ACCEPTABLE and PERFECT. -Romans 12:2
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