kenyon

You weren't being combative in the least. I've enjoyed every bit of each conversation we've had. The length of my comments will take care of themselves this week, my sis & brother-in-law are in town & we've got all sorts of plans.
I forgot to address the miracles/magic/superstition topic and I want to. The simple answer is that I feel religious language is necessarily symbolic. Religion is there for us to address and relate to things and ideas we really could not otherwise relate to. I am fond of saying, although I'm not sure I've thoroughly thought it out "either everything is a miracle or nothing is a miracle." It's my opinion that an actual occurance in time and space that breaks (Gods) physical law could only be destructive. As such, it would have to fall on the "demonic" side of the coin. Which is really quite strange (on the surface) considering how chock full 'o miracles the Bible is. But return to understanding religious language as symbolic and they all shuffle around and find their place back within God's plan. Next time you open the New Testament, keep a watchful eye out for Christ speaking literally about any physical sort of attribute of divinity. The Father is like... The Kingdom of Heaven is as... If there's been anyone who more fully embraced the use of metaphor, I haven't found him

On the above topic, this little 127 page book is massive. Paul's greater "Systematic Theology" means everything to me but the funny thing is, he's very disliked by people I respect and loved by people I can't much stomach. Possible points of interest from your perspective: He was a unitarian preacher and spent a good deal of time in the last ten years of his life studying buddhism in Japan. Please don't think I'm posting a link because I think you should go and buy the damn thing, not at all.

The excerpt is fucking fantastic, I just wanted to drop by & say so. I'm in too much of a stupid rush to stop and read this poem though. Plus there's my built-in poetry problem: I'd have to concentrate on not concentrating and that never works.

Thank you for your concern. It's nice to hear a kind thought every now, and again. As for your story, it's not hard to compliment talent. I'll make it a point to check out anything else I see with your name on it.

i like it a lot. you habe to have something in rugburn, if you want to and stuff.

Aw, a piglet sounds so endearing and cute. Running into exes is always kinda strange. Not really sure what to say and all that. I guess it does make you take stock of your life and who you want to be though. I think being a sleep-over and breakfast gal could be fun. Less mystery, but more good eats. *grin*

damn i wish my gramps had a gun in his stash. dirty found is awesome. they're up to ish 3 i think.
that was my first dirty find. well except for in my sister's room... and does accidentaly seeing a friend in a porno count as a dirty find?


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I love Chestnuts Roasting Over An Open Fire. If that isn't bad enough, I love the Hootie and the Blowfish version.

Nope, never seen that Nicholson flick, but that's a wonderful compliment to recieve. On the exact same subject, I was coming here to edit. In the middle of the day, out of nowhere, it struck me that "congradulations" was a silly thing to say. So:
*high fives*
I don't know why *this* is so rampant around here, who started it, or what exactly it signifies other than
*imagine these words aren't words at all, pretend they are the actual thing or act the words refer to*
It seems to have worked it's way into my lexicon and I'm not proud of it. If it's use on the boards becomes too out of control I shall take to putting them at the beginning and end of everything i type.

But it's a mounted racoon head. it cracks me up every time i see it. I'll change it for a housecat stuffed in a nature action pose chasing a mouse. I have no tape player whatsoever, sorry . The last deck quit working a couple years ago & I started using cdrs instead. Make yourself a note:
Attn: Kenyon
If the perception of mrblisters as relatively mature persists after two weeks, consult physician. 12-12-05

Hmmm, it sounds like an adventure, then! I don't think we'll be able to do this before XMas, but I could try for the weekend after Xmas. Or else we could go on Monday afternoon next week?

Should I be scared of braving the one-way streets alone, or bravely forge on? It might be more fun to meet up at the rather large parking garage and commute together so's if I get lost (and knowing me. . . .) you wouldn't have to wait for me all night and try to guide me back on course via cellphones. Let me know what you think, and I will follow your lead.

*joy!*

for the white box just do do this without the spaces
[ QUOTE ] blahblahblahblah [ / QUOTE ]
congrats to you two, glad i could help

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concerning the bit about your uncle: My dad ran a government subsidized electric car company in the late seventies/early eighties. Same bit, never even a remote possibility of them producing commercially viable electric cars, it was there for politicians to point to and say "I am for developing alternatives to oil" That was a sort of turning point for him I guess. Until he took that job they'd been back to the land lefties since i was born and they left college. NOBODY needs a two-acre garden, it's a sure sign of insanity. Goose eggs and goat milk may actually be eggs and milk, but whole-wheat spaghetti is not spaghetti at all. Chopping wood and tilling dirt might build the character of a ten year old, but disallow playing with toy guns and he will likely take to starting fires. The folks are now on fire with the love of Jesus and the republican party. To their credit they do more charity work than anyone I've ever known, both monetarally and time-wise, so far be it for me to criticize. Sis is a self-described marxist which helps family get togethers stay entertaining. I'm just there provoking things. As far as freinds go I could care less about anybody else's political views so long as they're not a nazi or something. Most of my friends are normal libs. I gotta get out of the house, it's fucking beautiful out.

I love showing off my sis, I'm glad you asked! I know I've been somewhere online that had a bunch of her poems, but presently I can only find a link to one here Along with a blurb about her & a book review. If there's any kind of directory of modern poets where there may be more, let me know. It's a little bit old I guess, she's done at SUNY Buffalo & is now teaching at Colorado State.

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YAY!!

i've been instructed to wait & see that movie with sis & brother-in-law when they come to town. Does your fella know the way you talk to strangers? Poor lucky guy. I love it when I actually succeed in staying out late, but it rarely happens anymore. If I get past the 11:00 mark, I'm one bad motherfucker.

You got the O2! Yay! I hope you improve with it.
The Lost Boys soundtrack almost got worn out at my house. And it was on CD!

I would reccomend that you talk to the loverly Palo if you are still having trouble with photographic females.

of course i will. i'm pretty beat myself, plus i got a long ass day tomorrow, so i can't stay late.

I fully expect you to snap out of this psychosis. Regardless of whether that occurs or not you should fill out the wishlist bit of your page and put this on it. Just sayin.

I guessed the chances you already had it were about 50-50. I'm a genius at appearing to be a swell guy without actually shelling out any cash. I wish I could get myself to sell off a bunch of crap. It used to be a regular routine, but no more & the shit's piling up. How's your head feeling?

Is there another one besides naked hot chick cyberland? What's there? Tell me there's motorcycles there and I'll have to quit my job. Sheesh, a novel? I pat myself on the back when I write a little paragraph in my journal.

concerning false modesty: I didn't mean that I don't write well. I meant that I don't write much.