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"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'"
-Kerouac

"That for which we find words is something already dead in our hearts. There is always a kind of contempt in the act of speaking."
-Nietzsche

"Those who don't feel this Love pulling them like a river, those who don't drink dawn like a cup of spring water or take in sunset like supper, those who don't want to change, let them sleep. This Love is beyond the study of theology, that old trickery and hypocrisy. If you want to improve your mind that way, sleep on. I've given up on my brain. I've torn the cloth to shreds and thrown it away. If you're not completely naked, wrap your beautiful robe of words around you, and sleep."
-Rumi

"I implored the sage in earnest last night to unveil the mysteries of the universe. He whispered softly in my ear, 'Silence! It is something to perceive but never to say.'"
-Rumi

Sono incantate finestre, sul fondale del mio cielo dischiuse le parole: disumanate e mie. Quando sono stanco di morire in questa buia stanza prode mi dischiarano remote e lisce. Ché in bocca de l’eternità s’è accesa la parola del mio tempo, e lieto sul fondo degli anni, come nella melma del naviglio acqua m’adagio; e passo.
-Emilio Villa

"The intelligent person sees with the heart the result from the beginning; the one lacking in knowledge only discovers it at the end."
-Rumi

Wednesday

17Feb2010

Today I am wearing (iPhone)

Wednesday, February 17, 2010 at 14:52 |

shoes that I wore in 1999 when Jim Pulizzi and I beat Western Branch Middle School to win first place in the Chesapeake debate tournament.

Somehow they've manage to stay in my collection for over ten years, and this is the first time they've seen the light since!

They're Antonio Melani, and maybe a little tight.

It was at this same tournament that the WB coach (who turned out to be Mrs. Wheaton's husband and a weekly attendee of Prince of Peace Roman Catholic Church) came into the girls' bathroom to tell me that I had no chance of winning. What a jerk! I've always wanted to tell her what kind of a person her husband was! But she probably knew. Maybe he did, too, and maybe that's why I always saw him at church!

I wonder if anyone else remembers the sight of a small child dressed like an adult coming out of the bathroom crying? Maybe they remember the shoes, too. Even though it was an upsetting day, I'm thankful that I remember.

;)

Oncidium Number 2

Tuesday, February 16, 2010 at 16:25 |

This is the other oncidium from my dad. Looks okay, but the roots and leaves seem a little light. I'll keep an eye on it.

Oncidium Number 1

Tuesday, February 16, 2010 at 16:24 |

This is one of the oncidia that my dad gave me. It looks fine, but I'm not sure about the roots being white and small. Maybe that's normal for an oncidia? I like this one because some of the anthers have flipped open to reveal tiny yellow seeds, as you can see from the close-ups!