Transodountaures? A transsexual dinosaur with a sore butt.

Cindy

Quote from: tekla on December 19, 2007, 01:21:42 PMLet me use a pretty famous example.  When you enter Disneyland (or world, or whatever) you come on Main Street U.S.A.  You walk down that street, and you feel 'at home.'  You feel its much more your scale - your pace of life, than that modern city or suburb you come from.  It feels 'homey' as well as 'old-timey."  The second is more a matter of style and fashion, but the first is very real.  It comes from a theatre trick, Main Street USA is built at 3/4 scale on the first level, then 5/8 scale on up.

Way off topic, but seeing a Coca Cola delivery truck driving down Main Street is kinda jarring and slightly surreal. Walking down the street without another soul in sight feels a little odd too.

what has quote or reply to do with the price of fish?
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The same price as Cydonia white tea freshly picked by pygmies on Mars.

Cindy

Its about seeing what you want to see, (what you've been trained to expect) instead of seeing what is really there.

Quote from: cindybc on December 27, 2007, 05:10:37 AM
The same price as Cydonia white tea freshly picked by pygmies on Mars.

Cindy

*smile* Or starships aflame off of the rings of Cyrax, a planet in the Orion cluster.

And of talking with Oryxa until the second sun of Cythera had gone beneath the horizon and it felt as though the entire city of Dunnarraue could hear our whispers falling through the leaves of the pyramid trees that surrounded the terrace where we spoke.

Quote from: tekla on December 27, 2007, 09:32:47 AM
Its about seeing what you want to see, (what you've been trained to expect) instead of seeing what is really there.

There's a film over things, only perceptible to the perceptive.

I suppose there is a film over things, but I was thinking more along the lines of the level of intentional manipulation that goes on.  So subtle you don't notice it, but real enough to affect you.  But, if you know it, its something you can use.  You can count on people - most of the time - to see what they expect to see, not what is really there.

Hi Nichole

What about the two golden suns of Andreus in the purple Phoenix Galaxy. That's way beyond Andromeda galaxy but traveling in energy form through a worm hole or star-gate you can get there the day before yesterday and shake hands with yourself. "hee, hee, hee, I liked your quotes, neat-o.

Cindy

Quote from: cindybc on December 27, 2007, 11:14:17 AM
Hi Nichole

What about the two golden suns of Andreus in the purple Phoenix Galaxy. That's way beyond Andromeda galaxy but traveling in energy form through a worm hole or star-gate you can get there the day before yesterday and shake hands with yourself. "hee, hee, hee, I liked your quotes, neat-o.

Cindy

As I did yours. *smile* Hippie girls. *sigh* Who perhaps have read much, too much, of Harlan Ellison, Ursula LeGuin, Patricia McKillip and Samuel Delaney?

Or have you, as well, met Oryxa and listened long into the half-day of her wisdom? Walked under the steepled transepts and glittering sparked glass in the Ionized Cathedrals in Stornofield? *sigh*

Would Mother ship me there again. Or perhaps a meadow by the strand of the Nether Ocean of Mists in Rokecammon where the starfin-fish dance among the sea coral chorales in a mixture of light and sound.

Dreams, .... 

Beyond Andromeda, she caressing the dragon's snout and soaking up the glitter from its jeweled hide.  

Hi Nichole W.
Did you know that this transition I have lived as Cindy for the past seven years was not my first transition. During the Hippy years between 1962 and 1964 I had long butt length hair I wore unisex clothes.. I run away from home to join the hippies. All I had was twenty dollars stolen from my mom's cookie jar and a small bundle of clothes stuffed in a small bag made from a bed sheet, this I carried over my shoulder.

When I got to New York, first city I ever seen in my life having been raised as a country girl. I was impressed but also somewhat overwhelmed. I went into this diner and ordered a hot dog and fries and I got up to leave and I saw this young man looking at me, he had long curly blond hair and piercing blue eyes. I had seen this in the movies so I gave it a try.

Walking by the table where prince charming and his four friend were sitting I dropped my coin bag on the floor. He reached down and gave it back to me and invited me to join them, which I hastily did. You see hon they  took me into the comune , no questions asked,  as a girl. I even got to paint my boyfriend Volkswagen mini van with flowers hearts and ribbons all over it. Sometimes we would drive out someplace where it was reasonably quiet and he played the guitar for me. I think that was the most wonderful one and a half years I have ever had in the miserable life I would be living for the next thirty years .

Cindy

I came of age as a hippie.  Wheeler Ranch, Camp Meeker, and Morning Star were right down the road from where I grew up.  I found people there who if not 'accepting' at least didn't care, which was good enough for me.  There are still a lot of us around, and more join everyday.  Its a movement that just will not die.

Yes some people made fun of us but no one ever tried to do anything physical to us except towards the end of the Hippy era. Retaliations by the police to scatter us. I went back home by the persistence of my boyfriend who drove me to the city limits and told me to go home. I really hurt for a long time over that. It would be thirty years before I would learn to love myself again.

Cindy

I sure don't remember everyone being all benevolent to us at the time.  I think things were much more clearly divided at that time, and it was pretty easy - at least for a year or so - to tell who was on what side. 

I don't really know what happened after I left, I never heard from anyone and the only thing I had to go by was what was on the news on TV. A whole bunch of crape came down around that same time. The demise of John F Kennedy and Martin Luther King Junior for two. Nothing has ever been right after that.

Cindy

I do not think that it was 'all right' before that either.  Had it been there would have been no need for a counter culture in the first place.  Its just that its become so much worse that we have several counter cultures going on now.

The counter culture was intended to have control of our communities especially control of our own to lives and beliefs, there was a  great surge towards spiritualism like never before and many other of our own ideals that we tried to create, like for instance, flower power and the flower children. Now those girls who were part of the flower children would make one eat their hearts out in envy.  No it didn't work to well except for maybe for a short time at the beginning and that was where I had come in and left again before the crap hit the fan.

Cindy

Quote from: tekla on December 27, 2007, 02:13:40 PM
I sure don't remember everyone being all benevolent to us at the time.  I think things were much more clearly divided at that time, and it was pretty easy - at least for a year or so - to tell who was on what side. 

I never really considered myself a hippie, however was sometimes identified as such by others due to my music, clothing, long hair and radical political stance on things such as desiring peace on the planet, etc. I was all of 12 years old when Woodstock happened, so the hippie era was already done by the time I was in my teens. The era wasn't benevolent, I was called commie pinko ->-bleeped-<-got more than once, and had to be careful to not get beat up by the "love it or leave it" crowd.

y2g

Surges for spiritualism come and go.  The sixties was one, but it was by no means the first in America, nor the strongest, (I'd give that one to the Second Great Awakening) but it was very pluralistic, I'll give it that.  The spiritual aspect of the CounterCulture (which gave us both Baba Ram Dass and the JesusFreaks) was more about finding a solution and a way that was not science and technology and free market enterprise then it was any specific soul hunger on the part of those who grew up as Sunday Christians.

And I don't even think it was (or is, as I said, its ongoing) about having control over our own communities, it was about the more basic issue of creating community in the first place.

I did the 40th Gathering of the Tribes for the Summer of Love this past summer, and those flower girls (and boys) all have gray hair now, still, many are quite pretty.  Many still work in the arts, in schools, in music and in political change, so they have not changed all that much.

I never stopped being a hippie. Not very long a ago I ran into my sweetheart on the web and oh how I so wish things could have been different. But then I am having a wonderful life with Wing Walker, I have not had a person love me as she does in a whole lot of years. Spiritual? You wanna bet I have my own faith.

Cindy