Every man wants a woman to appeal to his better side, his nobler instincts and his higher nature -- and another woman to help him forget them.
Is this true??
It feels so foreign to me??
Someone help me understand!
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Monday, June 20, 2005
All cleansed out!
7 days of husk clay and laxative.I dont feel any better!
A little lighter perhaps and just a little mind you! Fark! Maybe the energy hit will kick in in a few days???!!!
I am sure my intestines are cleaner right???!
Oh damn it who gives a rats bum! Im off to get a hagen daz to congratulate myself!!
A little lighter perhaps and just a little mind you! Fark! Maybe the energy hit will kick in in a few days???!!!
I am sure my intestines are cleaner right???!
Oh damn it who gives a rats bum! Im off to get a hagen daz to congratulate myself!!
You make me feel like dancing!
I was walking down the road the other day and thinking about the people that make me happy when it struck me that I should tell them.I started my mission.I told one person who I adore that they make me happy.It felt good.For me and for them...I think.
So the point is............Dont think it! Say it!
So the point is............Dont think it! Say it!
Kami Sama
I went to church...............I can hear all my friends shouting unbelievingly right about now,but I did.It was my first time to head to a god house in a while although really the world we live in as far as I am concerned is Gods house ,I am Gods house.
Anyways I will spare you my philosophies on faith and the God archetype.
I wanted something relevant.I needed to hear something positive.I went for the sermon more than anything.I wanted to hearwise,positive ,moving ,inspiration .Mostly I needed to see passion and faith.I miss that. Alot of the passion I see in Tokyo is based on capitalistic gain and sex. Thats not to say that I dont see people living passion ,I am fortunate to have many friends who are passionate about many things and thankfully include me in thier passions.
So this is what I heard...................
Sing a new song. Play a new song.When youre happy ...sing.When youre challenged ........sing.Something changes inside of you when you sing.It transforms.Something happens in your heart.
When youre at work and feeling frustrated sing in your heart.
When youre standing in the rain without an umbrella sing in your head.
When youre dancing in a club sing...........
It made sense .It is freeing and joyful. Today I am singing.
I dont know if I will go back to the church.I am just not that into the whole praising of jesus thing.Dont get me wrong I believe he existed and was a healer but I dont put my faith in him.
I have to place my faith in myself.
Okay I am not doing a good job of that right now but life is about lessons that need to be learned ,so I am learning.Working through things .Sorting through the gomi and keeping whats good and throwing out the smelly stuff. I am sure there are some things in the bottonm of the fridge that still have a bit more time before I throw them out but again I will get there.
Anyways I will spare you my philosophies on faith and the God archetype.
I wanted something relevant.I needed to hear something positive.I went for the sermon more than anything.I wanted to hearwise,positive ,moving ,inspiration .Mostly I needed to see passion and faith.I miss that. Alot of the passion I see in Tokyo is based on capitalistic gain and sex. Thats not to say that I dont see people living passion ,I am fortunate to have many friends who are passionate about many things and thankfully include me in thier passions.
So this is what I heard...................
Sing a new song. Play a new song.When youre happy ...sing.When youre challenged ........sing.Something changes inside of you when you sing.It transforms.Something happens in your heart.
When youre at work and feeling frustrated sing in your heart.
When youre standing in the rain without an umbrella sing in your head.
When youre dancing in a club sing...........
It made sense .It is freeing and joyful. Today I am singing.
I dont know if I will go back to the church.I am just not that into the whole praising of jesus thing.Dont get me wrong I believe he existed and was a healer but I dont put my faith in him.
I have to place my faith in myself.
Okay I am not doing a good job of that right now but life is about lessons that need to be learned ,so I am learning.Working through things .Sorting through the gomi and keeping whats good and throwing out the smelly stuff. I am sure there are some things in the bottonm of the fridge that still have a bit more time before I throw them out but again I will get there.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Kimi Ga Yo!
The Japanese National Anthem.
I like it!Its very poetic!
Sure its patriotic and imperialistic,but it won the National Anthem of the Year in 1903~!
May your reign
Continue for a thousand,
Eight thousand generations,
Until pebbles
Grow into boulders
Covered in moss.
I like it!Its very poetic!
Sure its patriotic and imperialistic,but it won the National Anthem of the Year in 1903~!
May your reign
Continue for a thousand,
Eight thousand generations,
Until pebbles
Grow into boulders
Covered in moss.
Penis envy
Sad to say that I have just realised that i have heavy traffic to my site and its all because sometime ago I made a blog about the penis Festival.Penis Penis Penis.
Everyone is looking for penis.................reading about penis,thinking about penis.
Now then that should increase my hits a bit more!
Funny though.......I made an entry on Vaginas too but no hits on that..........we obviously dont have the fascination.............
Everyone is looking for penis.................reading about penis,thinking about penis.
Now then that should increase my hits a bit more!
Funny though.......I made an entry on Vaginas too but no hits on that..........we obviously dont have the fascination.............
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Papa meme!
My papa did a meme!!
music my firstlove for my funeral by johnmiles.
cherish obvious,(mum and dads song).
Isnt she lovely by stevie wonder, sarahs birth.
crossroads cream,just because.
rolling stones cant always get what you want.
lol Paxx
music my firstlove for my funeral by johnmiles.
cherish obvious,(mum and dads song).
Isnt she lovely by stevie wonder, sarahs birth.
crossroads cream,just because.
rolling stones cant always get what you want.
lol Paxx
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
A week of cleansing......again!
Okay.Jonathan is away and I am taking the time to have early nights,good sleep and some cleansing.I know it wasnt long ago that I was posting about some other cleanse I did but this one is a little different!
Its a colon cleanse.
I have to shove heaps of clay and psyllium husk into my being , accompanied by milk Thistle which is supposed to be an excellent liver cleanser. Followed by natural Laxative at the end of the day!
Pheweeee! I am on day 3.No alcohol as of yet.Been drinking heaps of water and frankly feel a little rough around the edges.Have experienced some dull headaches and bloating........Am hoping that by day 7 I will be feeling a little more energetic!
This cleanse seems to be really popular and is similar to those you find in Thailand or health club apart from the fact that you can eat,which seems alot kinder to me! Especially as I spend my days jumping up and down like a derranged dervish with my 4 year olds!
Its a colon cleanse.
I have to shove heaps of clay and psyllium husk into my being , accompanied by milk Thistle which is supposed to be an excellent liver cleanser. Followed by natural Laxative at the end of the day!
Pheweeee! I am on day 3.No alcohol as of yet.Been drinking heaps of water and frankly feel a little rough around the edges.Have experienced some dull headaches and bloating........Am hoping that by day 7 I will be feeling a little more energetic!
This cleanse seems to be really popular and is similar to those you find in Thailand or health club apart from the fact that you can eat,which seems alot kinder to me! Especially as I spend my days jumping up and down like a derranged dervish with my 4 year olds!
Monday, June 13, 2005
The baton has been passed onto me by Threads of gold
Total volume of music files on my computer:
I think........about 15 GB.I have no idea whether thats alot or not! But now I have joined a new download site I can see that that may get somewhat larger over the next few months!
Song playing right now:
Quantic-Mishaps happening
The last CD I bought:
Funnily enough the same as Jo. The waifs - A brief History
Five songs or tunes I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
What???Only 5??? Oh gawd,thats a tough call and my brain isnt working allt hat good right now! Okay well here are some that mean alot to me! I listen to all different kinds of music all the time so its hard to pinpoint!so off the top of my head...
Gypsy by Fleetwood Mac- Its the fantasy of myself.
Take it in by The Waifs- Reminds me of sun,sea,sand and beautiful memories of a place far away!
Curtis Mayfield-Superfly (amongst a few).If you just wanna get down and groove this man rocks.
Close to you- The cure. Enough said.This is teenage love all over again! I cant help thinking of jumping on the bed with my best mate singing our little socks off~!
Got to give- The brand New heavies. Its the rules .Life should be lived by this song!
Im passing the baton to:
Suze
JJ
Ands-by far the leader in cool funk
Daddy- Has rather wonderful taste in music!
Simone
Not sure if these guys will even read this but its worth a shot!
Total volume of music files on my computer:
I think........about 15 GB.I have no idea whether thats alot or not! But now I have joined a new download site I can see that that may get somewhat larger over the next few months!
Song playing right now:
Quantic-Mishaps happening
The last CD I bought:
Funnily enough the same as Jo. The waifs - A brief History
Five songs or tunes I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
What???Only 5??? Oh gawd,thats a tough call and my brain isnt working allt hat good right now! Okay well here are some that mean alot to me! I listen to all different kinds of music all the time so its hard to pinpoint!so off the top of my head...
Gypsy by Fleetwood Mac- Its the fantasy of myself.
Take it in by The Waifs- Reminds me of sun,sea,sand and beautiful memories of a place far away!
Curtis Mayfield-Superfly (amongst a few).If you just wanna get down and groove this man rocks.
Close to you- The cure. Enough said.This is teenage love all over again! I cant help thinking of jumping on the bed with my best mate singing our little socks off~!
Got to give- The brand New heavies. Its the rules .Life should be lived by this song!
Im passing the baton to:
Suze
JJ
Ands-by far the leader in cool funk
Daddy- Has rather wonderful taste in music!
Simone
Not sure if these guys will even read this but its worth a shot!
The tweezers
Last sunday saw me heading to the National Theater in Hanzomon for a rare treat of Kubuki. It was my hatsudai Taiken(first experience) We were fortunate enough to get some student tickets from a lovely friend of ours whose father is a professor.
I have heard lots of stories about Kabuki which originated in the 1500's.Some have said ita a marathon of boredom others have said its a must.Its similar to Shakespear in its colloquial language and many japanese find it hard to follow.For the Gaijin a sturdy little head set with translation is all you need!
We were treated to a little intro at the start of the show which made for a very succinct and interesting low down on what happens on the stage. Prop men actually sit on the stage and are usually dressed in black so that we dont notice them(which of course you do) There is a man who sits on the far right of the stage with clapper sticks who furiuosly beats them on the stage when a fight is taking place. Butterlies fly in on sticks attatched to the supposedly unseen prop man. Props get exchanged from small to big to create a kind of movie close up of the image.
Its a far cry from the conventional western Theatre that I am used too but made for a wonderfully interesting and unique experience.
Our show was about a noblemans house whose daughter was to be married to another nobleman but unfortunately due to some strange curse her hair stood up on end and she couldnt bear to go through with the marriage. The detective who came to the house ,called Danjo, soon found out with the help of his oversized tweezers that in fact there was a conspiracy in the house and one of the noblemans advisors was plotting to ruin the family .He had planted a rogue in the ceiling with a magnet which when coupled with the hair pins she wore made her hair stand on end! We are entertained to heis realisation of this when he plucks his chin during a quiet moment and his tweezers start dancing merrily on the stage!
Added to the originality of the story we were treated to beautifully exotic costumes that make for hard work when moving around the stage so movements are limited but purposeful.
I later found out that unlike out theatre companies ,here in japan you stay with one theatre comapany for your entire life.Its a dicscipline and you are trained from a young age.Every movement has a meaning and has been practiced for years.
Again it never fails to suprise me how the japanese are so dedicated to thier culture and how they continue to maintain it in its original form!
I hope I get to go again soon!
I have heard lots of stories about Kabuki which originated in the 1500's.Some have said ita a marathon of boredom others have said its a must.Its similar to Shakespear in its colloquial language and many japanese find it hard to follow.For the Gaijin a sturdy little head set with translation is all you need!
We were treated to a little intro at the start of the show which made for a very succinct and interesting low down on what happens on the stage. Prop men actually sit on the stage and are usually dressed in black so that we dont notice them(which of course you do) There is a man who sits on the far right of the stage with clapper sticks who furiuosly beats them on the stage when a fight is taking place. Butterlies fly in on sticks attatched to the supposedly unseen prop man. Props get exchanged from small to big to create a kind of movie close up of the image.
Its a far cry from the conventional western Theatre that I am used too but made for a wonderfully interesting and unique experience.
Our show was about a noblemans house whose daughter was to be married to another nobleman but unfortunately due to some strange curse her hair stood up on end and she couldnt bear to go through with the marriage. The detective who came to the house ,called Danjo, soon found out with the help of his oversized tweezers that in fact there was a conspiracy in the house and one of the noblemans advisors was plotting to ruin the family .He had planted a rogue in the ceiling with a magnet which when coupled with the hair pins she wore made her hair stand on end! We are entertained to heis realisation of this when he plucks his chin during a quiet moment and his tweezers start dancing merrily on the stage!
Added to the originality of the story we were treated to beautifully exotic costumes that make for hard work when moving around the stage so movements are limited but purposeful.
I later found out that unlike out theatre companies ,here in japan you stay with one theatre comapany for your entire life.Its a dicscipline and you are trained from a young age.Every movement has a meaning and has been practiced for years.
Again it never fails to suprise me how the japanese are so dedicated to thier culture and how they continue to maintain it in its original form!
I hope I get to go again soon!
Friday, June 03, 2005
Pajama Party
Oh me oh my. I came home late last night to find no sign of my beautiful benji.I was panic stricken.He was there when I left ,I had closed the door behind me and left him sleeping on the bed.
I searched everywhere.High.Low.Inside cupboards. I was frantic.I called Jonathan but no answer.What to do.Perhaps he was in our housemates room I reasoned to myself.
I went to bed after a lot of searching and calling and woke up at 7.
Again searching the house again imagining him squashed or struck down somewhere with aheart attack.It just didnt make sense until we knocked on the housemates door.She didnt have him,but she said she had heard him crying last night at about midnight.
I knocked on all the neighbours doors.Do you have my cat?? I came to the last one .Do you have my cat?? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh,she said.She went over to her sofa where a big butch cat was sitting lookign at me menacingly.she pulled out this little petrified orange fluff ball out from under the sofa.My little orange cute fluff ball.
It turns out my housemate had inadvertently let him out the front door when she came in and locked him out! The crying had been his at the front door.Let me in! Let me in! She hadnt realised,and so my little orange fluff had walked down the halla nd stayed the night with someone else.I dont think it could have been that fun .He was scared and jumpy when I got him back,but he was safe and smelling of chip fat!
I feel very releieved but also somewhat amazed at how quickly we come to adore these things!
Hes home now and sleeping on my thigh as I write.........Ahhhhhhhhh...............
I searched everywhere.High.Low.Inside cupboards. I was frantic.I called Jonathan but no answer.What to do.Perhaps he was in our housemates room I reasoned to myself.
I went to bed after a lot of searching and calling and woke up at 7.
Again searching the house again imagining him squashed or struck down somewhere with aheart attack.It just didnt make sense until we knocked on the housemates door.She didnt have him,but she said she had heard him crying last night at about midnight.
I knocked on all the neighbours doors.Do you have my cat?? I came to the last one .Do you have my cat?? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh,she said.She went over to her sofa where a big butch cat was sitting lookign at me menacingly.she pulled out this little petrified orange fluff ball out from under the sofa.My little orange cute fluff ball.
It turns out my housemate had inadvertently let him out the front door when she came in and locked him out! The crying had been his at the front door.Let me in! Let me in! She hadnt realised,and so my little orange fluff had walked down the halla nd stayed the night with someone else.I dont think it could have been that fun .He was scared and jumpy when I got him back,but he was safe and smelling of chip fat!
I feel very releieved but also somewhat amazed at how quickly we come to adore these things!
Hes home now and sleeping on my thigh as I write.........Ahhhhhhhhh...............
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Are you hot??
Okay!! I know you are all hot little thangs but if you are ever after the general mass of opinion this is fun! Am I hot or not??
Be warned its highly addictive!
Be warned its highly addictive!
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
What would it wear??!!
Yesterday saw me tripping throught he streets of Akasaka with a possy of girls and one boy to see Vagina Monologues at the very nicely laid out and cosy Akasaka V Theater.
Written by Eve Ensler who had no idea she would start a revolution in womens underpants quite like this ,it has toured the world and is now part of a charity raising money for women who have been subjected to abuse,primarily the pyschological warfare of man.
So the show is a collection of Monologues that were taken from interviews abou what women thought about thier Vaginas.
What would it say?
What would it wear?
What does it smell like?
Some pretty thought provoking questions about the personality your Vagina has.We often give a Penis a personality.It seems more appropriate .It lives outside and seems to have a life of its own,but the Vagina?? I never thought about it! In fact what became painstakingly clear throughout the show was that alot of women dont think about it.Its almost like we have given it up as our own.Well it is our own.It belongs to us.Its part of us and not seperate from us! We bear children from it .Its quite extraordinary.Its beautiful and it too has feelings.
Anyway I have decided on this .
It would say "I am more than just a wet,dark hole to please you and you alone...Please be gentle....tease me.....and tell me you love me"
It would wear absolutely nothing! Its a nudist Vagina.
It smells like 4 seasons in one day.
When a 6 year old child was asked about her Vagina she responded .......it smells like snowflakes ,amd somewhere up there is a really really big brain! I love that ! the innocence and clarity of youth.
Coupled with a 70 year olds it would say "closed due to flooding " and her amazing nightmares of her and Burt reynolds being washed away in the flood of her desire and so therefore never allowing herself to open up sexually to another man again. Left me with some very poignant and bizarre images of what exactly our vaginas are.
It also occured to me that just as our personality and insights change so does what our vagina has to say.I am sure there was a time when my said " come on then!!!"
or maybe a time when it said " I love that you understand me so well!" or even a time when it said"fuck off,I am tired" Its all part of the mosaic of life
Written by Eve Ensler who had no idea she would start a revolution in womens underpants quite like this ,it has toured the world and is now part of a charity raising money for women who have been subjected to abuse,primarily the pyschological warfare of man.
So the show is a collection of Monologues that were taken from interviews abou what women thought about thier Vaginas.
What would it say?
What would it wear?
What does it smell like?
Some pretty thought provoking questions about the personality your Vagina has.We often give a Penis a personality.It seems more appropriate .It lives outside and seems to have a life of its own,but the Vagina?? I never thought about it! In fact what became painstakingly clear throughout the show was that alot of women dont think about it.Its almost like we have given it up as our own.Well it is our own.It belongs to us.Its part of us and not seperate from us! We bear children from it .Its quite extraordinary.Its beautiful and it too has feelings.
Anyway I have decided on this .
It would say "I am more than just a wet,dark hole to please you and you alone...Please be gentle....tease me.....and tell me you love me"
It would wear absolutely nothing! Its a nudist Vagina.
It smells like 4 seasons in one day.
When a 6 year old child was asked about her Vagina she responded .......it smells like snowflakes ,amd somewhere up there is a really really big brain! I love that ! the innocence and clarity of youth.
Coupled with a 70 year olds it would say "closed due to flooding " and her amazing nightmares of her and Burt reynolds being washed away in the flood of her desire and so therefore never allowing herself to open up sexually to another man again. Left me with some very poignant and bizarre images of what exactly our vaginas are.
It also occured to me that just as our personality and insights change so does what our vagina has to say.I am sure there was a time when my said " come on then!!!"
or maybe a time when it said " I love that you understand me so well!" or even a time when it said"fuck off,I am tired" Its all part of the mosaic of life
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