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James Blake | Overgrown

James Blake | Overgrown

 

James Blake – Retrograde Lyrics

Verse 1:
You’re on your own, in a world you’ve grown
Few more years to go,
Don’t let the hurdle fall
So be the girl you loved,
Be the girl you loved

Chorus:
I’ll wait, so show me why you’re strong
Ignore everybody else,
We’re alone now
I’ll wait, so show me why you’re strong
Ignore everybody else,
We’re alone now

Verse 2:
Suddenly I’m hit
Is this darkness of the dawn
And your friends are gone
When you friends won’t come
So show me where you fit
So show me where you fit

Chorus:
I’ll wait, so show me why you’re strong
Ignore everybody else,
We’re alone now
We’re alone now
We’re alone now
I’ll wait
We’re alone now
We’re alone now
I’ll wait
We’re alone now
We’re alone now
We’re alone now
We’re alone now

Suddenly I’m hit
Is this darkness of the dawn
And your friends are gone
When you friends won’t come
So show me where you fit
So show me where you fit

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Grandmothers Apron

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Eric Shackle Writes: Grandma’s Apron

Ace Net “detective” Eric Shackle tracks down and interviews the author of Grandma’s Apron, a poem which in the space of a few years has beeen published, and sometimes changed and mutilated, on scores of Web sites.

American housewife and poet Tina Trivett was ropable (or fit to be tied), and apparently with good reason. Years ago, she wrote a delightful poem, Grandma’s Apron, in memory of her much-loved grandmother, and in 1999 posted it on a poetry website chosen at random.

Since then, she says, it’s been stolen, mutilated, with various lines changed, and posted in at least 10 versions on hundreds of websites around the world, usually attributed to “author unknown”. Whether any of the amendments have improved the original poem is debatable.

“It has been a frustrating last couple of years,” Tina told us. “My poem has been changed around, borrowed from, added to, and shortened. It’s on family tree websites, poetry websites, kitchen websites… It’s everywhere.

“I wrote the poem years ago for my Grandmother when she passed. She was a sweet dear lady who lived to be 96. She was from Kentucky, wife of a farmer, mother of 13 children. She may have treated herself to a few puffs from a corncob pipe once in a while, but she was also very dignified.

“She wore a fresh, crisp, clean apron over her dress every day. The pockets held little treasures like chewing gum and mints. When she passed, I was in the middle of a snowstorm in the North Carolina mountains, and could not attend her funeral in Kentucky. That’s where the poem ‘Grandma’s Apron’ came from.

“Then came the year 1999 and I posted my poem on a random poetry site. Probably out of boredom. In 2004, I did a Google search for the site I’d put it on.

“When I found my poem on several sites, my heart sank. But I have just come to this conclusion: I wrote the poem, yes. But if someone can read it and bring back fond memories of their own Grandmother, then having it stolen was worth it. If it brings good feelings to those who read it, all is well. I can’t imagine that there is any way to stop the spread of it.

“As for the person who originally stole my work and added to it…well, I suppose karma goes both ways.”

Asked for details about herself, Tina said “I live on Lake Hartwell, Georgia, with my husband, four teenage children, four dogs and four cats. Good things come in fours around here, I guess.

“I’ve written some other poetry. I posted some of it here but mostly I just share it with the children. I also draw, quilt and love to bake. I sell antique fabrics, quilts and misc.

“My husband designs cedar and log homes. My boys have a band, so the house is always quite busy with teenagers. We enjoy watching them play, but I secretly long for the day when my living-room turns back into a peaceful retreat instead of a guitar/drums warehouse.”

Here are the original words of Tina’s poem:

Grandma’s Apron
by Tina Trivett

The strings were tied, it was freshly washed, and maybe even pressed.
For Grandma, it was everyday to choose one when she dressed.
The simple apron that it was, you would never think about;
the things she used it for, that made it look worn out.

She may have used it to hold some wildflowers that she’d found.
Or to hide a crying child’s face when a stranger came around.
Imagine all the little tears that were wiped with just that cloth.
Or it became a potholder to serve some chicken broth.

She probably carried kindling to stoke the kitchen fire.
To hold a load of laundry, or to wipe the clothesline wire.
When canning all her vegetables, it was used to wipe her brow.
You never know, she might have used it to shoo flies from the cow.

She might have carried eggs in from the chicken coop outside.
Whatever chore she used it for, she did them all with pride.
When Grandma went to heaven, God said she now could rest.
I’m sure the apron that she chose, was her Sunday best.

I miss you Grandma…

And here is an amended version that had arrived in our mailbox and prompted our search for its author:

Grandma’s Apron
(author unknown)

When I used to visit Grandma. I was very much impressed,
by her all-purpose apron, and the power it possessed.
For Grandma, it was everyday to choose one when she dressed.
The strings were tied and freshly washed, and maybe even pressed.
The simple apron that it was, you would never think about;
the things she used it for, that made it look worn out.
She used it for a basket, when she gathered up the eggs,
and flapped it as a weapon, when hens pecked her feet and legs.
She used it to carry kindling when she stoked the kitchen fire.
And to hold a load of laundry, or to wipe the clothesline wire.
She used it for a hot pad, to remove a steaming pan,
and when her brow was heated, she used it for a fan.
It dried our childish tears, when we’d scrape a knee and cry,
and made a hiding place when the little ones were shy.
Farm produce took in season, in the summer, spring and fall,
found its way into the kitchen from Grandma’s carry all.
When Grandma went to heaven, God said she now could rest.
I’m sure the apron she chose that day, was her Sunday best.

We traced that version back to a Canadian website in Saskatchewan, Alberta.

Grandma’s Apron is a hackneyed theme. Many other poems and stories on the world’s websites bear little or no resemblance to Tina’s poem. For instance, here’s a completely different poem with the same title, from C J Heck’s book, Barking Spiders and Other Such Stuff:

Grandma’s Apron
by C J Heck

Gramma’s gone, but not forgotten,
that’s her apron hanging there.
It still hangs in Grampa’s kitchen.
Sometimes he looks at it and stares.
When Gramma wore her apron
it was magical to see.
The pockets held such treasures
for the grandkids just like me.
Saw it shine up Grampa’s fender once
just as pretty as you please,
and it wiped my brother’s cheek off
one time when he sneezed.
It took cookies from the oven,
it rushed to wipe a tear,
got a grain of sand out of your eye,
made a lap for the stories we’d hear.
It wiped spills up from the counter top
when she was baking pies,
a symbol of her love and care
and it showed, too, in her eyes.
Sometimes I’m sad to look at it
when I see my Grampa stare.
Gramma’s gone, but not forgotten.
That’s her apron hanging there.

Born and raised in Ohio, C J Heck lives in Bedford, New Hampshire with her husband. She has three daughters and five grandsons. Her website says: “Besides fiction and non-fiction short stories, CJ writes poetry of all kinds — but her favorite will always be poetry for children from a child’s point of view.”

A Canadian website, RetirementWithAPurpose.com. has posted an interesting story headed Grandma’s Apron which concludes with this witticism:

Remember this: Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool; her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.

If you are the copyright holder of this poem and it was submitted by one of our users without your consent, please contact us at typographic@live.com

and we will be happy to remove it.

Source: http://www.openwriting.com/archives/2006/04/grandmas_apron_1.php

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Photographer Keiko

Photographer Keiko

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Keiko Guest: Photographer at photo.net Keiko Guest is an Asian/African American fine art photographer and a former professional dancer. A celebrated dance photographer and former professional dancer, Keiko’s signature style evolves from a passion for capturing energy, essence and form – whether of dancers, in portraits or at weddings and events. Keiko Guest’s dramatic black and white photography series “Shadowdance” was showcased by The Lowe Gallery in Atlanta in the main galleries for their 18th Anniversary celebration and in month-long, multistory presentation in Atlanta’s Rialto Center for the Arts. The Shadowdance collection features black-and-white masterworks measuring up to four feet by seven feet; at the Lowe Gallery, the massive Genesis triptych was mounted alone across the fifty foot main gallery wall, with forty other prints on display. In 1996, Keiko was honored to be asked to photograph gymnasts from all over the world during the Summer Olympics in Atlanta. For thirty years, top media outlets have featured Keiko Guest’s photographs, including Dance Magazine, The Atlanta Journal-Constitution, Atlanta Magazine, Creative Loafing – as well as countless dance publications, programs and playbills. Keiko Guest’s work is in high demand in the performing arts community – she is a preferred photographer for The Actors Guide to the Southeast, The Alliance Theatre, the Atlanta Workshop Players and many Georgia dance companies, high schools and universities. Her credits include having served as company photographer for the Atlanta Ballet and the Atlanta Opera, and for the the “Make a Wish Foundation.” In addition to her dance and theatrical work, Keiko operates a thriving portrait and wedding studio in Atlanta: please visit us at keikoguestphotography.com. Shadowsdance is online here, as well as at: http://www.pbase.com/keikoguest http://keikoguestphotography.com/keikoguestfineartstart.htm http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewPicture&friendID=174870958&albumId=825252
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The Rise of a Planet by Taenaron doo7j2

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La Vida Boheme’s

 

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Bits & Bites

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“Maybe the only thing each of us can see is our own shadow.  Carl Jung called this his shadow work. He said we never see others. Instead we see only aspects of ourselves that fall over them. Shadows. Projections. Our associations. The same way old painters would sit in a tiny dark room and trace the image of what stood outside a tiny window, in the bright sunlight. The camera obscura. Not the exact image, but everything reversed or upside down.”

Chuck Palahniuk

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Necronomicon : Good or Evil

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I’ve heard and read so much about the Necronomicon being a “dark and evil” tome that I nearly believed it. However after much working with the system and doing a simple check for analogies with other systems, I see that it is an authentic system that appears to be aligned with the energy of Jupiter. Marduk is the Sumerian / Mesopotamian equivalent of Jupiter. Therefore, these energies are primarily energies of expansion of consciousness and it’s related manifestation into our reality. While all things work with the Law of Attraction (which ensures that what we constantly focus upon expands in our reality) this just puts it into overdrive. My view of the “Demonic” aspect is that it’s a blind. Being an expansive energy, it simply amplifies our focus and vibration, so if we’re thinking “dark and evil” we’re going to get plenty of that along the way to…

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The legend of white jacket

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The legendary white jacket has great memories on our minds. It reminds of the splendor of a powerful appearance. This is too mediterranean; the salty sea, the breeze, blue nights, blazing stars and its perfect match is a blue or a navy shirt. Moreover, if you are to put on a  tie, the best choice would be again a double colored tie preferably blue-white (or orange is also a nice choice) combined with a polka dot pocket square.

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Bailaora

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my father took me to see the Spanish Dancers at UC Berkeley once…it was an evening to remember…thx, Dad!   RT

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Extraterrestrial Voudon Altar

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Dr. Colin A. Ross on MK-Ultra & Mind Control

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Herbalism: Comfrey

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Comfrey

Comfrey Symphytum officinale (Borage Family)

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This herb is a favorite first aid remedy. It contains a compound called allantoin, which when applied to the skin accelerates the healing of tissue and the closing of wounds. When fresh leaves or roots are applied to a wound it causes it to contract and close quicker and inhibits the opportunity for infection while minimizing scarring.

Comfrey leaf has a long history of use to promote the healing of bones and wounds, as well as internal use to treat a wide variety of ailments from arthritis to ulcers. Its use in Chinese traditional medicine spans over 2000 years.

Recently, reports of the toxic effects of pyrrolizidine alkaloids in comfrey have led some herbalists to be wary of using it internally. PAs in extremely large doses or over long periods of time may cause potentially fatal damage to the liver. Many leading…

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INTUITING TAROT AND JUNG: Preliminaries (Introduction and Background)

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Generally speaking, we don’t change if all that we experience only confirms what we already know.

Background & Disclaimer

This is the first post in a series that adds commentary to Nichol’s (1980)[1] commentary on the major arcana of the Tarot. In this post, I address her background material and approach to the Tarot. Future posts will address each of the major arcana in turn.

lost-tarot-cards-1Over the past two or so years, I’ve been reading a lot of Jung’s writings,[2] and will continue to do so,[3] in part not only because his approach to psychology resonates with my own experience but also because when I read his works I experience a dislodging of psychic imagery that is interesting and/or fruitful and/or inspiring. Also, I have been doing Tarot card readings since 1986,[4] when my friend in college introduced them to me, and have even worked…

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The Round Tablet of Nalvage; “Corpus Omnium”

Enochiana; essays on the abstract universe of Dr. Dee

why make changes to a perfectly efficatious system in the first place?

The reasoning behind this is to bring the system into harmony within itself and not completely tied to any other system. Though I must admit that the system is brought to light only by comparison to many other systems of thought; the one that seems to fit the best is the alchemical and hermetic. To anyone with a little knowledge of Dr. Dee and his habits this shouldn’t come as any surprise. If we are using the system in accordance to cabbalistic Ideas we are using a cabbalistic system. With many looking at this system in a new light we may be able to begin to realize the full potential of Enochiana. For anyone who is un familiar with the Enochian system there are many great books and web sites on the subject here are a few;

“Enochian…

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Universal Knowledge: the Akashic, Jung, and the Unconscious Mind

anunnaki,alien gods and spirituality

My interest in the myths, symbols, and the unusual aspects of life often leads me into some fairly strange sub-adventures that underly my day-to-day life. There are even certain points where I begin to feel that there is something of a continuum between them, and that particular themes will begin to emerge over and over again, until they finally command my attention. And interestingly, these sorts of instances often will yield the most fruit in terms of insights I am able to come away with regarding odd bits of esoterica. 

One such instance involves a rather strange series of events surrounding the historic figure known as John Dee, a scientist, advisor, and spy for Queen Elizabeth I, in addition to having undertaken a variety of magical workings in his day. Knowing my interest in (and aptitude for) matters involving symbology, a woman had contacted me a while ago to ask whether I…

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Universal Knowledge: the Akashic, Jung, and the Unconscious Mind

anunnaki,alien gods and spirituality

My interest in the myths, symbols, and the unusual aspects of life often leads me into some fairly strange sub-adventures that underly my day-to-day life. There are even certain points where I begin to feel that there is something of a continuum between them, and that particular themes will begin to emerge over and over again, until they finally command my attention. And interestingly, these sorts of instances often will yield the most fruit in terms of insights I am able to come away with regarding odd bits of esoterica. 

One such instance involves a rather strange series of events surrounding the historic figure known as John Dee, a scientist, advisor, and spy for Queen Elizabeth I, in addition to having undertaken a variety of magical workings in his day. Knowing my interest in (and aptitude for) matters involving symbology, a woman had contacted me a while ago to ask whether I…

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Duality-Sexual Alchemy Part 1

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Lucifer: Why the Light-Bringer Got the Short-Stick

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