Niamh's Otherworld

I finally caved

Sat, 28 Nov 2009 22:19:34 GMT

And decided to join the Twitter madness, LOL. If anyone is on there I am: http://twitter.com/satori888 I only put a few 'tweets' on it, I feel as out of it as when I first created my facebook page (I am a fish out of water, gasping for breath on foreign territory). So in the meantime in between work, just seeing what others are tweeting about. Im thinking about using my tweets for a gratitude and affirmation kind of deal, with cool motivational quotes and stuff like that. Something new and different. =P

Working Thanksgiving

Wed, 25 Nov 2009 17:09:24 GMT

One bummer about working in a call center is, having to work the holidays. I will have to work thanksgiving. I do get to go in for an earlier shift, but I still have to work earlier that day, unfortunately. But at least I can still eat.

But it still blows. I could call out but im sure theyd know im not sick, lol. So I better not. At least Ill be getting paid double time though. Make the check look a bit better when it arrives on payday.

Down time!

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 23:27:28 GMT

Well im at work, I work at a call center. Been here for a year and a half, its pretty cool, even allow us internet access (not micromanaged here thank gods)! The phones are down right now and not working. I cant take calls. Everyone is pretty happy about it. Just means more gaming time. Perhaps I should hit my facebook and play a good game of Uno now, aahhh if days like this could only happen all the time.

Reading begging

Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:27:56 GMT

I had recently signed up for a pagan site which is pretty decent, and lo and behold, on a pm, I had within two days a request for a reading.

Firstly, I do not know why it is emblazened on my head (not that anyone can see it online, but still)... that I will do a reading for them. I did have a tarot theme on my profile, but still, just cause I do doesnt mean that I will whip the cards out for you.

Now, it could be im getting crankier as I get older, and I am getting older, lol. But I just dont like it, when people assume just cause I do read, that I will. I have in past, but as I get older, I dont want to do it now. Though I do attend a spiritualist fellowship place and attend Psychic Awareness class every two weeks, and they encourage readings, Im fine reading 'there,' but not for just anyone. Perhaps I need a reason, I dont know.

But the begging. "Can I get a reading? Its about this guy I like?" Id rather not pull the deck, tell the individual, hey, this is about relationships, and they can go in so many directions. Instead of worrying about the future, enjoy the now, take it in stride, see how it all goes. If its meant to last it will. If he is the One (quoth the Matrix) and is 'your personal Neo' you will know eventually. But people dont want to hear that. They want to hear, a play-by-play of the whole deal, the insider scoop, a special window in, I shall not do it, even if I could.

Ack.

Just dropping by!

Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:10:33 GMT

Wow, I havent been here on livejournal in along time. I was surprised I remembered how to get in here, lol. Just saying hi to all, and hope everyone has a good Thanksgiving too. :)

Meteor hit

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 19:14:21 GMT

Meteor seen across Pacific Northwest, Tri-Cities

By Associated Press and Herald staff

A meteor was seen streaking across the sky in the Mid-Columbia and a wide area of the Pacific Northwest early Tuesday.

A Federal Aviation Administration duty officer in Seattle confirms that the bright light in the sky was a meteor.

The officer told The Associated Press it was seen by pilots from Boise, Idaho, westward well into Washington state.

Callers to the Herald said they saw it clearly over the Tri-Cities. Some say it resembled a fireball, a rocket, a satellite or an exploding transformer.

A Federal Aviation Administration spokesman in Seattle, Mike Fergus, says a Horizon Airlines pilot saw the meteorite hit earth about 5:45 a.m.

Fergus says the pilot reported a flash and a burst of light near State Route 26 and the Lind-Hatton Road in the southeast corner of Adams County.

There have been no reports of damage or injury, and sheriff's dispatchers say they don't know of any meteorite landing.

For more on the meteor, check for updates at tricityherald.com and in Wednesday's paper.

Up and running

Thu, 14 Feb 2008 20:18:14 GMT

Well last night got the myspace acct up and running, but lo and behold, found out my son was sneaky, and had created a myspace account on February 8th!

Additionally, fought in front of the pc for awhile - "What's the password? You want to be on myspace, ill have the password. Who are these people on your friends list," etc etc.

So I tossed up a myspace account, with rules and regulations for him. So he's private, and ill be keeping an eye on things, holding down the fort.

Kinda nice cause on lunchbreak, I can send him cute little messages like today, I sent 'if you have time to be reading this, the laundry should be started, cat box should be clean, dishes should be done, right? Happy valentines day!"

Yeaaaahhhhhhh. Happy Valentines Day, son. Your mother took over and is guarding your little section of 'myspace.' Myspace, myass. That's mycomputer, myson, myspace then. Heh!

Course ill let him have some freedom - but not as much as he would like, being only 13 y/o. Hell no.

Son wants his own myspace account

Wed, 13 Feb 2008 20:27:55 GMT

So my baby wants his own myspace account. He's talked to me about this for quite some time. We discussed it again last night, so I said, "Well, tell you what, I'll let you have a myspace account, under one condition...."

"What's that?" he asks.

"That im on your list." =D

Yeah, that's right, and he says "You? You're going to get a myspace account?" The way he said it though, was like im too old to have a myspace. Puh-lease.

Granted, the bulk of myspace users are probably twenty-something, but myspace has grown into a monster. And in my personal opinion, as parents we need to be proactive - teach them net smarts, just like we'd teach them street smarts as well. But also, since there's way too many scumbags in the world, we have to be proactive as their guides as well. So my prerogative will be, keep any potential freaks off my son's blog, and that he's behaving himself as well.

So tis what I shall do, and we'll draft him up a nice, private myspace tonight, probably. Then when Im at work, if he gets home before me, I can leave him little messages like "Hey, you're logged into myspace? turn it off little man, and go clean your room. Not one dish better be in the sink when I get home, vamanos!"

Damn myspace.... some think its the work of the devil, a conspiracy, lol.....

Hurry Spring....

Mon, 11 Feb 2008 00:53:58 GMT

I have never wanted springtime to come so bad in my whole life. I want to take a hatchet to the first Frosty the Snowman I see in my path, or perchance a blow torch (even better)!

Ive learned I really, totally, completely loathe the snow and ice with every fiber of my being.

Die frosty die! ;)

Bring in spring, the sun god - make it all better! Make the gray, go away, and I promise sun god, Ill never bitch about the heat, ever again!

Yay Taxes!

Thu, 07 Feb 2008 02:49:25 GMT

I did the deed, filed them tonight, getting a nice chunk.

Kids want a WII. Or a new Xbox. We'll see, cause its all about me damnit!

Just kidding! Kids have been doing good in school, so I s'pps they can have a little chunk.

Dusts off some cobwebs

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 01:53:25 GMT

Its been eons since I've posted it seems. I see some familiar faces still around. Haven't left since LJ brought up some ugly banner ads, hence I stick with basic - less icons but clean and free!

I need to toss up a new theme though. This old gray has got to go!

Harlequin Souls

Wed, 20 Sep 2006 00:35:12 GMT

Harlequin Souls

Of sleepless-sleep — Or dreamless-dreams;
I walk through the land of Perfect Sleepers.
Captive to the yearnings which sustain them.
Harlequin masks of glittery-golds —
Myriads of painted smiles and frowns—
Hollowed the eyes of soulless-souls—
Permeated by humanity’s clowns.

Truly the Valley of the Shadow of Death;
O Perfect Sleepers — So within, so without.
Snatch back your souls ¬— set out to reclaim it!
The Harlequin graffiti awash in the rain—
The Tears of God fall upon their charade—
Hideous shades whirlpool down the drain—
Thereby terminating Maya’s parade—

Willfully they chose the Perfect Sleep;
Swallowed down the pernicious brew.
Forgoing their potential for vanity’s infusion.
From the Cup of Delusion they dared to sip—
Vanquished, their essence so was doomed—
Banished, their heart into the sordid crypt—
An ancient ruse thus sealed their tomb—

Raise the latch and reclaim thy heart.
The spirit of man shant be impersonated.
Authenticity to be oneself a start.
As flawlessness is overrated.

A heart of splendor must be expressed.
Awaken the artist within — soar upward.
Thine beating heart mustn’t be repressed.
For the sleepers — lift your voice to be heard.

The river of life moves quickly downstream.
Capturing the reflection of which is fleeting.
A secret — the reflection but a dream.
Just a glimpse of a prophetic meeting.

The sand mandala blows away.
With the Breath of the Eight Buddhas.
Life’s beauty dies another day.
And will surely return to us.

Release your heart now and let it roam,
for it could be too late one day for you.
The art is not the artist—
The reflection is not what it reflects—
The images of stars in the river aren’t the stars—
The moon’s aura is not the moon—
The Harlequin mask isn’t the soul being true.
Be true to thyself — in all you do.

~Niamh

False Messiahs

Fri, 08 Sep 2006 06:27:01 GMT

I wrote this as a kinda-sorta angry vent poetry. Enjoy !

False Messiahs

I get so damn tired of these false messiahs
Infiltrate our world ─ they’re all pariahs.
The reveal their natures evermore each day.
Zeus strike them down with lightning,
make them all go away.

See the “spirit-filled” poser on the TV screen.
Theatre made-up face ─ hair slicked back and sheen.
Crying all those tears ─ thanks to the Visene.
Has to preach the Word ─ gotta get his green.
Fired up ‘bout the devil who is so damn mean.

Waving his hands to God ─ see the shiny new Rolex?
Begging Grandma to sign over her retirement checks.
The gullible send a thousand dollars or more,
the preacher runs to get himself a date with a whore.

Look at the pastor who’s ranting at the church in Texas,
high on cocaine ─ driving ‘round in a Lexus.
Singing loudly, “God’s so good to me!
Thank you so much Jesus ─ now I live tax free!”

People ─ how they forget ¬─ as time rolls on by,
there once was this crazy old Jim Jones guy.
He led his flock to the jungle ─ very far away.
One happy family ─ one which was forced to stay.

They tried to run away ─ then they’d get caught.
Did you see the congressman on the news get shot?
Or what about the cameraman who kept rolling before he died?
Then they all drank the poisoned Kool-Aid and died.
It was too late for them to know that Jim Jones lied.

Maybe this poor old world needs a real Jesus,
or a kinder God who wouldn’t like to tease us.
Give us justice ─ give us peace.
Make all the false messiahs cease.

At least we got a man called Dalai Lama.
A better man than Falwell and all his drama.
We did get to know the good Gandhi.
And the man known as Krishnamurti.

False Messiahs ─ take off the plastic crown of thorns.
Dancin’ to the beat of your drum ─ tootin’ your own horn.
God looks to you with fire and scorn.
Send me a tithe envelope ─ I’ll mail it back to you torn.

You sit there perpetrating that you’re no longer a sinner,
sitting at a restaurant eating your two-hundred dollar dinner.
Washing it all down with your expensive vintage wine.
A fifty dollar slice of cake suits your soul just fine.

Oh no ─ it’s another damn telethon.
Oh joy ─ another false messiah on.
Crying those crocodile tears.
Playing on people’s fears.

“Pay me some money and Jesus will forgive you.
Wash away your sins ─ your donation saves you.
When you die you can walk through the pearly gates.
Where angels sing and little baby Jesus awaits.”

Goddamnit Grandma turn off the TV show.
He’s a false messiah ─ how can you not know?
He’s a predator and you are prey.
Save your soul so you don’t go to hell oneday?

Why’d God send you to hell ─ him to heaven above?
None of that bullshit has to do with God’s love.
The bastard only loves himself and his bank account.
A fleet of Rolls Royces ─ too many to count.

Damnit Osho ─ what happened to you?
You could’ve been a great Master too?
But they took you in and drugged you up.
Used your name ─ and messed a good mind up.

Don’t give them anything ─ false messiahs and all.
Then watch their little plastic kingdom fall.

Then go outside and look out into the sky;
watch the nighttime owl fly by.
Listen close ─ you can hear God if you really try.

The false messiahs ─ tired and absurd.
Preaching but not practicing the “Word.”
Remember the story of the Pied Piper man?
No different. See them coming run as fast as you can.

~Niamh

Finally!

Tue, 29 Aug 2006 00:12:26 GMT

Shall justice be served during the month of Libra? We shall see, for on 9/28/06, I will finally have my child support day in court.

Finally!

As I read the paper (which I will have to teleconference from my neck in the woods), I read everything on up, and then did what any astrologer naturally does. Cross-referenced the date with my chart for the day, and the hour (8:30AM)!

On this day, interesting because I have two planets conjunct on the cusp of the 10th and elevent house. Uranus (10th) and Jupiter (11th). In transit the Sun will be in conjunct, lying precisely between these two planets, which do form a trine with my natal Mercury in the third. Talk about being able to get your voice back! He can run but he can't hide!

Another thing, as Jupiter in transit has been dancing in my twelfth house for quite some time, per him going out of retro, two days before said event, he will cross my ascendant, and finally emerge into my first house. Transit Venus will be conjunct with my *dwarf* planet Pluto in the tenth house (heh), So since I have a Sun trine pluto naturally, Venus will be trine my natal sun, which can be positive for financial matters when necessary.

For the ex's transits on that day, well, what can I say? While I've been having Jupiter dancing along my ascendant, and will finally cross over to the first, he's had Saturn in the twelfth (and still does), and by the time he goes to court, Saturn will have crossed into his first house.

His ascendant in Leo is at 18.48 degrees. Saturn will line up at 18.48 degrees on 9-8-06. Did I say on here that 8 is a capricorn's lucky number? Yes.

It is interesting though, for Jupiter and Saturn are very opposite in nature being the big two planets. Even the glyphs are reversals in their own way. So if each of us having a major power planet crossing over the ascendant the month of child support, well, I find interesting to say the least. Jupiter, typically is the luckier of the two!

Additionally, while the Sun will be conjunct my natal Jupiter and Uranus, trine my Mercury, the Sun will be conjunct his Mars, which squares his venus in the fifth house. *nods* That Mars is placed in the second house, btw.

If anything though, all I want is fairness. What is fair. Nothing more is needed. But it will be nice to have the day in court. Additionally, I liked the part of the papers which said this part:

"If the Obligor is unemployed or underemployed, order Obligor to participate in a job search and/or job training program."

Haha!

Very interesting PLutonian fact

Thu, 24 Aug 2006 21:13:40 GMT

I went ahead and was looking at the log to see what was going on with Pluto. I noticed Mars was square him at this moment, but check this out. I X-posted this in the astrology forum.

Today, Pluto being in Sagitarrius, is at 24.06 degrees.

Today upon his demotion, it's 8-24-06, when this was announced to the world.

For the 08 of the date = now deemed 8 planets in the solar system.

Coincidence, I think not.
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Now, if that doesn't send chills up your spine, I dunno what will!!!! =P

Bad news for Pluto and Astrologers? Nah

Thu, 24 Aug 2006 20:16:09 GMT

Well it's offical. No point in linking as the astronomers of the world finally decided and demoted Pluto the ninth planet of the solar system. Today, as all wake up and read the news, we must now declare to all "There are eight planets in the solar system."

So what shall we do when interpreting charts? Shall all the astrologers rewrite the zodiac again, as they did in past upon Pluto's discovery? You'd have to battle it out with an army of Scorpios for that one, and I don't think anyone wishes to do that. Good luck if you think you'd win.

The Scorpios sentiments have spoken as I've seen. This announcement doesn't anger them, they find it delicious, yes, delicious! For this is the nature of Pluto, and by being demoted, it gives Pluto back his invisibility helmet, to retreat in the shadows.

Remember the myth of Pluto, how when it was time to hand down various rulerships for the gods, he got the shaft, and became ruler of the Underworld? "Hey, Neptune, you get the Ocean! Mars, you get the battlefield. But you, Hades, you get the Underworld. Isn't that swell?" Yes, all in the life of an Underworld god.

With the mystique of the Scorpio coming into play, solidifying the mystery is Pluto now retreats in the shadows, where he belongs. I think one change you will see from astrologers, which will not conflict, but mesh very nicely, is the symbolism of rejection of the part of us unacceptable to society, will signify Pluto. Pluto, I've always found as a fine representation/area of the Zodiac for the Jungian Shadow. The Underworld the subconscious self. Because the other message from Pluto is Transformation, and this process of Shadow work must proceed transformation, this is something I believe you will see more strongly in interpretations amonst astrologers, who weren't considering these aspects of Pluto's nature strongly enough. This planet has, and always will be, nocturnal. Hidden elements which are not visible to the eye, on sight. He will still remain a higher octave of Mars, this will surely remain.

Now what will happen to zodiac charts if anything at all:

The potential for Pluto to be demoted by some astrologers may be there, returning to status Mars as the ruler of Scorpio of the eighth house, and Pluto a co-ruler. However, I don't suspect this occuring officially, because if anything, since the demotion only intensifies Pluto's significance and power, he will probably remain in the Zodiac, and keep his rightful place. But it is one thing which 'could' happen, and time will only tell if several astrologers began changing zodiac wheels in their books, and others accept this. However, other astrologers will not do this, and refuse to do so,. So there is potential to find some astrologers who may use two different versions of the zodiac wheel.

So don't be dismayed, folks. Astronomers may have deemed him a dwarf, and robbed him of his status. But Pluto always had the low rung status in the myths to begin with, the Scorpios love the casting to the shadows, back of the solar system, so all is well regardless.

However, this could possibly open the door for new discussion, if Chiron should be declared at least a co-ruler of Virgo and the sixth house. This has been a hot debate for years amonst the astrologers, so we'll see if this new change sparks another discussion on the matter. Others have even considered demoting Mercury as the ruler, but many have difficulty doing this, and they'd have to argue with the Virgo's over this, and if anyone's ever tried that, you'll see why it hasn't happened just yet, LOL. They are the great debaters of the zodiac, after all!

The grateful post

Wed, 23 Aug 2006 04:03:13 GMT

Aug 22 -- I'm grateful the kiddies are going back to school next week. Woo hoo! I'm also grateful all the back to school shopping is OVER! They are ready!! =)

Look Away

Tue, 22 Aug 2006 06:41:35 GMT

Look Away

Their heads turned to the side,
in heavy conversation
the women pass by her,
withdrawing, indifferent to her world.

Blissfully they walk on by,
Scented of sweet lilacs in bloom,
luminous smiles of love and life,
sunlit curls brushing their shoulders.
Eyes sparkling -- pools of jade.

When they see the 'other,'
they swiftly look away.

A spector crouched below,
Discarded and depraved.
Human still, yet forgotten as so,
a shell of morbid existence.

Afire the sun in the desert shines,
The concrete scolds her undersides,
as it's become her place of rest,
giving little relief, but all she has.
Sleep tormented, days of empty sorrow.
Life, oh life, but a cruel master!
Tethered to an existence not asked for
not wanted -- yet alive must so be.

Tattered clothing, soiled and reeking.
She looks at the ladies with hazy eyes.
"Can they even see me?"
To ask for help, too much pride.
Hands shield from them the tears
in her eyes.

For them, no she will not cry.

Rather laugh, put on the act
do the dance for show.
Play the crazy old woman,
living on skid row!
Pick up a bottle, so they may
shake their heads.
"Oh poor thing, poor woman,
she's better off dead."

God no, not even that.
"Too proud," no Lord,
not even for you shall
I do that.

But what life would I want to live
in the world with such as you.

I had blessings once, a few,
too few -- but they were there.
I knew love once, however briefly.
World, you stripped me of all,
of health and mind,
but my memories they do shine,
unforgotten, at any time I
can go and be there,
and remember love and be there
with a blink of these tired eyes.

The desert sun hath took the shine,
of her irridescent eyes.
Coughing madly into the cloth,
disease will surely win the battle.
Life bittersweet, turned them angry gray.
Cloudy steel, yet she can still see
through her own madness.

They do not see her but she's there.
What would it kill them to look
and think twice to care?
Is the world this depraved,
to turn our heads in fear or rage?
Fair ladies, could it not be you oneday?
When beauty fades, a cruel joke played,
how certain you wont be thrown away?
Love eludes you forevermore.
I weep for you -- knowing you could be me.
We are all the same.

The Wheel the Fates they take control,
so look away if you must,
look away from me,
the mirror
of your
own soul.

~Niamh

Walk With Me

Tue, 22 Aug 2006 06:40:23 GMT

Walk With Me

Oh strange angel
I see you there,
a recluse of the shadows.
Never far away
breath of ice upon my shoulder,
Forever hiding in plain sight.
I know your secret.
You don't elude me.

Presence far from comforting,
yet you do not frighten me,
as you desire to do so.
I weep for you, so alone.
So alone! Dear angel.
As you walk these long halls
day in and out for eternity.
A thousand doors to a thousand rooms.

Broken wings, some angel you are!
You cannot soar, so you stalk,
the winding road looking for
the troubled journeyman,
so lost, so lost is he,
whom you will offer
a drink of the elixir of life.
So you say, but you offer
what I already have.
I tip the grail over,
never to partake in
your fool's communion.

Strange angel, melancoly music
you sing, your harp, behold
it's broken strings!
Still dazzling though the
muse still sings from
your fingertips,
you bring her to life
and she dances elegantly
to the dangerous tune
wretched dance of death,
I listen closely.

The flames engulf the room.
Foolish devil!
I laugh and dance,
such enchanting tune!
Beguiled, I take your hand,
spin me around, I forget
for a moment, my mind's eye
which knows you.

Stop the music and the dance!
Though we could go round and round
to and fro, I cannot stay you understand
for I am not meant to be here.
Your world and mine do clash,
mine eternal, with feeling and love,
flesh and blood I am, and to dust
I will be, then a spirit shall soar,
and become a star, a jewel
within the heavens!

Later though, solemn I sleep
with you standing over me,
to catch the breath of heaven,
if you only could,
know feeling or love.
I contain the soul
you need for life everlasting.

I fear you not, too late for you.
Have nothing over me,
still though, walk with me,
and I'll show you another way
to fly through the constellations,
and hear the music of the ellipses,
can you hear them, just as I do?
What beauty those galaxies!
There's so much more,
you don't have to stay here,
walking these halls, walking these halls
so many doors, so many doors.

But it is mine you see,
my soul has wings
which aren't broken
you can share, for a moment
but possess me, no -- we are not
the same.
Nor will ever be.

~Niamh

Update update, I'm still alive!

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 07:24:48 GMT

Still alive, so far, I checked my pulse, heh! Today (15th, as time's just passing) was son's birthday. He is 12, I am old, end of story =) He had a good time. Went swimming for a few hours, ate cake twice though. Because his cousin's girl-friend (hypen as they're just friends) birthday was today, also. So, as the two had a bond, they did a combo birthday thing at the pool, as everyone went over there for the occasion. I guess my son has inherited the little date synchronicity, too ;)

Ex is still not employed, moving on .... *rasberries*

My oldest nephew is going into the Army, leaving us from Spokane on Thursday. Everyone (but me *sniff* cause I have to work), will be going up to Spokane to witness the event. Then he will be off to SC for boot camp, then later Virginia. Then hopefully not Bagdad, but probably will. So please give warm wishes on that one, as I want him to come home safe and sound. He really wanted to go, not necessarily for glory, but he wants better opportunities for himself, and is hoping he can be all he can be. And apparently his girlfriend really is pregnant (there was debate whether she was in past, first was, then wasnt, then was, aaahhhhh). But she is for sure, as she's due in late December. So I'm going to be a grand auntie? Time to start learning how to play bridge folks, I'll see you at bingo too, I'm on my way to Cronehood! =)

In the meantime, work is going very well. It is a major change from last year, hectic life. But nice. I don't hate my job, it's paying the bills, and I don't have to work overtime like I used to. Still doing weekends, but at least they're not very long days, so I shall live.

Man, also, son's going into seventh grade this year. Freaks me out. Not that it feels like yesterday I was in seventh grade myself, but I can recall the times, so does feel strange when you see your own living during these times. I know they're not babies anymore. Each year seems more of a reality of it. Then minime was mad at me the other day (again), said she felt I treat her like a baby. Wants me to treat her like she's older. I'm now forbidden from calling her my "baby" now. I can't do that per her request, or demand, or what have you. However, I refuse to allow her to drive the car. I won on that point. Already the Sagitarrius is rebelling on me. I lost the battle as the Sag's are kings and queens, far superior at rebellion than the goats can be. But we know how to draw the line when it comes to our property, and hide things really well =) Ah, for now, about to crack open another book and read. Tend to the battle scars from the eight year old. What a brute!

Fairy names: what could be cool

Fri, 11 Aug 2006 04:54:27 GMT

Over in dot_pagan_snark, a snark was done about fairy names. The fairy name was "Green" and someone asked why if someone is a fairy (either in this life, past life, whatnot), why always some name which is different. So I thought about it, why not something ordinary? Who's to say there's not a fairy out there bearing names such as these? *raises eyebrow*

Velocity

Thu, 03 Aug 2006 04:24:48 GMT

I began reading the book Velocity by Dean Koontz this week. I haven't read many of his books, been years since I've picked him up. But the story intrigued me so I figured I'd grab it and read. I began yesterday, am about a third of the way through.

Plot centers around the main character, Billy Wiles. Average Joe Schmoe bartender in modest town. (Only giving slight details you can get off the back cover to read). One night after work, he finds a note tucked in his windshield. It says if he goes to the police, he will kill an elderly woman who is active in charities. If he doesn't go to the police, he will kill a lovely blond schoolteacher. Wont say what he does, but in the end, he's put in horrible positions of choices, forced into being the finger of fate for victims he doesn't know about, can't exactly save.

So leads to many questions, and one, as I'm about a third through, he has yet to ask the main question, either of himself or the killer: why him? What made the psycho killer pick him from so many others he could've picked?

So enjoying that, should know soon why he's selected to be the pawn in the killers game.

Other than that, things going very well. Work, I'm liking a lot. Just want to keep making money and good stuff like that =) Kids will be in school in a month, so getting them prepared already. School clothes, and supplies.

But son? In two weeks, he'll be 12 years old. My how time flies! A year more, I'll be the mother of a teenager! Christ sakes, can't believe how fast they grow!

My daughter has been having a bit of a crisis of indepedence. She's been doing the typical rebellion of the Sagitarrius, trying to gain her independence, breaking free of being my "baby." She thinks I treat her like a baby, wants me to treat her like she's older. I'm trying to keep in mind, she's different than my son, and has a very mature mind for eight -- sometimes scarily so! So I see my kids breaking free of being the little ones, moving onward to adolescence. But daughter is doing it at light speed it seems. *Whew!* I better start getting books on how to deal with teenagers, give myself a head start!!! =)

Thu, 27 Jul 2006 06:04:30 GMT

Well damn, was hoping when Mars was unaspected, we might see some slowdown of activity with all the middle east conflict. Course, per other aspects, noted before unless this goes too far. I'd say it all has. Still was hoping for relief though. Now there's many Lebanese folks homeless, because the two sides are battling it out doing their worst.

The most peace seen per unaspected Mars, is the big gathering in Rome to discuss a cease fire, which wasn't progressive. I really wish the Helzbollah loons would release the prisoners, surrender, end all this. Damn.

Tagged by victrola58

Thu, 20 Jul 2006 06:08:48 GMT

List 7 songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre,whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now.

Post these instructions in your livejournal along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they're listening to.

1. Free Ride by Edgar Winter Group

2. Some Kind of Wonderful by Drifters

3. The Hand that Feeds by Nine Inch Nails

4. Bad Day by Daniel Powter

5. Learning to Fly by Tom Petty

6. Otherside by Red Hot Chili Peppers

7. Head Over Heels by Tears for Fears

Tagging maeghanne, chiska, orphicart, lady_saffir, 2tonebeatnik, sonicwylde, and tytoalba. You're all it!

Major transit just caught

Mon, 17 Jul 2006 21:30:38 GMT

For those who may be following my posts, just caught wind of an important transit. Which just began today.

As of today, Saturn and Neptune went into opposition. So we now have both Chiron and Neptune opposing Saturn. However, this transit will not break officially til Nov 2nd of this year.

The one thing that makes me nervous about this transit, is the insecurity factor. This is no surprise, considering many are watching these events, knowing they're a little bigger than the average ME conflict. Mars and Pluto are trine as of present, will be til the 25th of July. Then putting this in shows me, well, what most don't need from an astrologer. There's not a lot of faith in our leaders as of present. Changes are necessary but so many of our leaders fear initiating changes.

No one is going to be pleased with either move on the board, this kinda says to me. I also can't ignore the spiritual element. The issue with this, which worries a bit, is even our global leaders are under the belief they have some spiritual tie in this, or agenda. Look at Bush even. We have a crazy President who thinks he's on a mission from God. The other difficult part in this is so many folks believe the lie. Deep down none of this ME conflict has any spirituality in it. Nothing Divine about it. It's indifference out of control, and people continuing to resume matters the way they see fit.

With that said, I see the Mars trine Pluto ending, and hopefully some of this will simmer down, stop on that date, or before preferably. But there is something else which is forming as of today. This opposition occurs and the UN had their sit down. Bush says "shit" and everyone leaps on it. Our leaders need a voice of sanity to speak in the madness. Too many of them have a belief in some divine signs and signals which in reality, none of this war is about. Only the illusion of it.