When the black sun rises we will say our final prayer.
We will splay our fingers upon the dusty ground
And wet the earth with our tears.
God, save us.
Our blind eyes will turn to one another,
Our brothers and sisters in every way.
We will cling to one another,
Fingernails digging into the flesh of our equally fallen brethren,
Mouths agape with soundless cries of terror
And regret.
As our senses fail and our ears go deaf
We will fall amid the frenzied wails of our families.
We will die in the desert,
The land full of sinners, and ourselves full of sin,
Throats warm with blood.

AP Magazine posted a little paragraph asking people what was the best moment of 2009? Panic was mentioned, along with Blink 182 and others. i tried to post the link below, since this is my first time posting here.

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Turning to photography as a creative outlet during a valiant fight with breast cancer at age 34, renaissance10 survived and set up a photo contest to help raise funds for the Lavender Trust, a nonprofit that provides information and support to younger women with breast cancer. In the first two years, the competition brought in over £65,000 (that's $107,260.73 U.S.!), with entries from 130 countries last year. Renaissance10 recently joined LiveJournal to meet other passionate photographers and find supportive friends.

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Holy buttercream frosting! If you have a sweet tooth for sugary goodness or a wandering eye for whimsical confection, this is pure ecstasy iced in deliciousness. Hailing the beloved cupcake as the artisinal canvas of choice, you'll enjoy recipes, photos, and bountiful tips to bake up a batch, whether your taste leans toward French classics or funky and flavorful.

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With New Years in the offing, it's an ideal time to reflect on past accomplishments, make peace with disappointments, and refocus the lens on future goals. This community welcomes you to create a bucket list of 101 things you plan to accomplish in the next 1,001 days. Offering support, guidance, and inspiration, this is a great way to jumpstart those pesky resolutions.

some things
never change
maybe we can
start all over again

maybe
maybe not

some people
never change
so maybe we can

maybe
maybe not

X-POST:  books, bookish, booksarelove, readplease & book_worm

Title:  The Separating Sickness, Mai Ho'oka'awale: Interviews with Exiled Leprosy Patients at Kalaupapa, Hawai'i
Author:  Ted Gugelyk, Milton Bloombaum
Genre:  Non-fiction, Hawaiiana, Hawaiian History
URL:  Amazon
Price:  US$ 15.95

Summary:  Interviews with Exiled Leprosy Patients at Kalaupapa, Hawaii. Patients tell about having bounties placed on them, being captured, quarantined and imprisoned for life as leprosy patients. Published for the Ma'i Ho'oka'awale Foundation. 16 pages of color photographs.


My Review:  This is an important work, not only because it helps convey what life was like at Kalaupapa on the island of Moloka'i for the "patients" interred there, but mostly because it records the feelings, stories, perseverance and strength of character of the residents of the one-time "leprosy settlement."

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Daniel Tammet – Born on a blue day (09-058)

I hardly remember where, but I’m sure I saw Tammet on television one day. I read about him in the paper later, when he had one week to learn Icelandic and was interviewed in that language at the end of it. He also wrote a book, so sometime later, when I bumped into the book online, I remembered his story and decided to buy the book.

The story of his life is quite interesting. Suffering from Asperger he has some extreme sides to day to day life. He thinks calculations are easy. All of them. When some extreme intelligent people start to lose the plot, he is still there. He is faster than most people using calculators. Apart from that, he has the ability to learn languages really quick. Finnish was one of the first languages he learned. I remember about half a dozen words in that language, enough to know that it’s a language I will never speak in my life, far too complicated for me, even though some people around me think I have talent for languages. Tammet has Savant Syndrome.

He is not good at everything. Simple day to day tasks that any normal person can do, will prove to be an enormous effort for him. Social contacts, things that are commonly known, thing people do automatically can be too complicated for the Savant.

Tammet has written an autobiography to tell the world about his life. About living with Asperger. About Rain Man, but beyond the movie. It certainly is interesting to read. On the other hand, given his natural need for structure, it is not a surprise that this book also needs a structure and dozens of examples, where sometimes the book could have done without half of those examples and certainly with a little bit more adventure instead of structure. I was glad the book didn’t last much longer than it did.

I was quite surprised how he coped with all the media attention. Earlier in his life he lost chess matches when winning, just because his opponent did something out of the box, causing him to lose all concentration. In the end of the book he was flown to the US to be on the David Letterman show on short notice, yet he goes and manages a decent interview. Tammet proves that social skills, not natural for anyone with Asperger, can be learned. I guess a great relief for many parents these days with children suffering from the disease.

Quote: “Having realised that the answer to the handshakes puzzle was a triangular number, I spotted a pattern that would help me to work out the solution.” (p.75)


Number: 09-058
Title: Born on a blue day
Author: Daniel Tammet
Language: English (UK)
Year: 2006
# Pages: 299 (12142)
Category: Autobiography
ISBN: 978-0-340-89975-5

Whistling in the distance, the wind
cards her lithe fingers through the blackened branches
Of the poplar field.
Crickets screech a wailing song
As their brittle exoskeletons freeze;
Icy December beds of frost settle over
Frantically thrashing legs.
Unbidden, the moon glares out from the dark,
Blanketing the dying insects in her ghostly glow.
Crawling from under an embankment of this soil-smelling terrain,
A young creature slowly straightens, spine unfurling like a flag of surrender
To the gloom.
The wetness in the grass seeps into the soles of
The nightwalker’s bare feet, toes scrunching into the mud,
Her tattered yellow sundress a painful reminder of daytime
In the blue-gray haze of the night.
Her face is peculiar- human, yet not.
A minuscule nose rests delicately beneath great, orb-like eyes.
Her expression is watery and mournful.
She plucks a small cricket from the ground,
Interrupting its dying dirge,
And cups it in her tiny hands,
Fascinated.
She huffs on it gently,
Beseeching it to live.
She remembers that when the frigid wet-cold sets into her frail bones,
Her mother rubs her vigorously with her calloused hands,
And so she begins her work.
The insect is crushed, and the young night-girl
Tearfully wipes her hands on her dress.

My fingers were slipping down your spine
As if they were doing the warm-up for a piano play
Your heart beat strong, you said you were all mine
And deep inside I felt that you would stay
With me this night,
Until the sun will rise again
You did forgot your pride
You said we were no longer friends
I’ve got the confidence
To take you to the stars
With zero tolerance
You’ve been caressing all my scars

Posting this now because A) I've been neglecting it, B) I won't be able to do it for a few weeks. I'm thinking of pushing this to once a month, but I gotta talk to the other mods first.

Happy Holidays everyone. Let's go Pens! \o/

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You taught me what it was to love
What was the real passion when the sunset came
You showed how it felt when a tender kiss was not enough
Your hands and lips were playing the exciting game
And it was funny to repent
Of all the crazy things that we had done
To feel how our happiness was coming to an end
To realize that I have missed the only one.

I often look into the mirror, waiting for it to speak,
to tell me 'The Answer' and it never does.
My image just stares back and then I want to break
that mirror to smithereens... all of that because,

I cannot find my self, my truth, or my sanity,
I'm searching for the calm within; true calm, no din.
When searching the mirror, it appears as blatant vanity,
But, I'm really looking deeper than just my skin.

I see the background switch and change;
I hear the sounds, see the seasons-go-round,
I'm dizzied, flushed, frazzled, estranged,
laughing, crying,
aloof and dying,
and then no sound... no worries

A mirror tells no lies
it only tells a tale
of long ago and now, (you know?)
but never
tomorrow's story.



(C) eroticmiranda

i came across this on tumblr and i don't think it's been posted? go watch brendon and spencer say fuck a lot and kind of talk about JB


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