Tuesday, January 28, 2003
. . . and then i determined , yes , it must be snow .
posted by emily oi! at 7:01:00 PM
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. . . and then i determined , yes , it must be snow .
posted by emily oi! at 7:01:00 PM
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Wednesday, January 22, 2003
the power of cold was more than the wimpy pipes could handle .
posted by emily oi! at 3:31:00 PM
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the power of cold was more than the wimpy pipes could handle .
posted by emily oi! at 3:31:00 PM
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Sunday, January 12, 2003
" i wish i'd just die . . it'd be better than settin here suf'rin and pissin on mehself . "
- grandpa stetzer
. . .
my grandfather , ninety six years old , was recently struck with pneumonia and hospitalized .
my father and i went to visit him .
he had never seemed small to me before .
in my mind he epitomized everything a man of his era should be : strong and wily with dirt under his fingernails and a pipe clamped between his yellow teeth . he cracked walnuts with a salt shaker and got up at six each morning to make coffee . he listened to agricultural prices each day at eleven on a radio with aluminum foil on the antenna and firmly believed in the siesta , even though he would never call it that . he grew roses and muskmelons and dill and burned waste paper . he had a shed with a boat and kittens in it . he let me blow out the matches after lighting his pipe . he didn't waste water . he repaired airplanes during world war two , and met my grandmother at a dance .
and now time has extracted that all , wrapped it carefully in tissue paper and laid it away in that proverbial cedar chest .
i guess i never knew he was old until today .
posted by emily oi! at 9:22:00 PM
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" i wish i'd just die . . it'd be better than settin here suf'rin and pissin on mehself . "
. . .
my grandfather , ninety six years old , was recently struck with pneumonia and hospitalized .
my father and i went to visit him .
he had never seemed small to me before .
in my mind he epitomized everything a man of his era should be : strong and wily with dirt under his fingernails and a pipe clamped between his yellow teeth . he cracked walnuts with a salt shaker and got up at six each morning to make coffee . he listened to agricultural prices each day at eleven on a radio with aluminum foil on the antenna and firmly believed in the siesta , even though he would never call it that . he grew roses and muskmelons and dill and burned waste paper . he had a shed with a boat and kittens in it . he let me blow out the matches after lighting his pipe . he didn't waste water . he repaired airplanes during world war two , and met my grandmother at a dance .
and now time has extracted that all , wrapped it carefully in tissue paper and laid it away in that proverbial cedar chest .
i guess i never knew he was old until today .
posted by emily oi! at 9:22:00 PM
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Wednesday, January 08, 2003
gas·ket
n.
Any of a wide variety of seals or packings used between matched machine parts or around pipe joints to prevent the escape of a gas or fluid.
Nautical. A cord or canvas strap used to secure a furled sail to a yard boom or gaff.
blow a fuse/gasket Slang
To explode with anger.
. . .
i made it to tenth hour before life started tag - teaming .
mrs miller wanted two - day sumi - e mastry
and
andrew ogas wanted to debate the exchange of human life for the acheivement of political ideals
and i couldn't bear the strain .
boom ! kapow ! whiz ! pop !
look at me shooting through the air , flying off the handle .
posted by emily oi! at 4:07:00 PM
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gas·ket
n.
Any of a wide variety of seals or packings used between matched machine parts or around pipe joints to prevent the escape of a gas or fluid.
Nautical. A cord or canvas strap used to secure a furled sail to a yard boom or gaff.
blow a fuse/gasket Slang
To explode with anger.
. . .
i made it to tenth hour before life started tag - teaming .
mrs miller wanted two - day sumi - e mastry
and
andrew ogas wanted to debate the exchange of human life for the acheivement of political ideals
and i couldn't bear the strain .
boom ! kapow ! whiz ! pop !
look at me shooting through the air , flying off the handle .
posted by emily oi! at 4:07:00 PM
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Sunday, January 05, 2003
an open letter to eva lam
dear eva ,
your latest post brings to mind the following passage , which perhaps you might find helpful in understanding the woes of the world .
love ,
emily
. . .
Among some of the most momentous and thought-provoking pronouncements ever made by ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, in the course of His epoch-making travels in the North American continent, are the following: “May this American Democracy be the first nation to establish the foundation of international agreement. May it be the first nation to proclaim the unity of mankind. May it be the first to unfurl the Standard of the Most Great Peace.” And again: “The American people are indeed worthy of being the first to build the Tabernacle of the Great Peace, and proclaim the oneness of mankind.... For America hath developed powers and capacities greater and more wonderful than other nations.... The American nation is equipped and empowered to accomplish that which will adorn the pages of history, to become the envy of the world, and be blest in both the East and the West for the triumph of its people. ...The American continent gives signs and evidences of very great advancement. Its future is even more promising, for its influence and illumination are far-reaching. It will lead all nations spiritually."
A word, if the destiny of the American people, in its entirety, is to be correctly apprehended, should now be said regarding the orientation of that nation as a whole, and the trend of the affairs of its people. For no matter how ignorant of the Source from which those directing energies proceed, and however slow and laborious the process, it is becoming increasingly evident that the nation as a whole, whether through the agency of its government or otherwise, is gravitating, under the influence of forces that it can neither comprehend nor control, towards such associations and policies, wherein, as indicated by ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, her true destiny must lie. Both the community of the American believers, who are aware of that Source, and the great mass of their countrymen, who have not as yet recognized the Hand that directs their destiny, are contributing, each in its own way, to the realization of the hopes, and the fulfillment of the promises, voiced in the above-quoted words of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá.
The world is moving on. Its events are unfolding ominously and with bewildering rapidity. The whirlwind of its passions is swift and alarmingly violent. The New World is being insensibly drawn into its vortex. The potential storm centers of the earth are already casting their shadows upon its shores. Dangers, undreamt of and unpredictable, threaten it both from within and from without. Its governments and peoples are being gradually enmeshed in the coils of the world’s recurrent crises and fierce controversies. The Atlantic and Pacific Oceans are, with every acceleration in the march of science, steadily shrinking into mere channels. The Great Republic of the West finds itself particularly and increasingly involved. Distant rumblings echo menacingly in the ebullitions of its people. On its flanks are ranged the potential storm centers of the European continent and of the Far East. On its southern horizon there looms what might conceivably develop into another center of agitation and danger. The world is contracting into a neighborhood. America, willingly or unwillingly, must face and grapple with this new situation. For purposes of national security, let alone any humanitarian motive, she must assume the obligations imposed by this newly created neighborhood. Paradoxical as it may seem, her only hope of extricating herself from the perils gathering around her is to become entangled in that very web of international association which the Hand of an inscrutable Providence is weaving.
(Shoghi Effendi, The Advent of Divine Justice, p. 86)
posted by emily oi! at 12:39:00 PM
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an open letter to eva lam
dear eva ,
your latest post brings to mind the following passage , which perhaps you might find helpful in understanding the woes of the world .
love ,
emily
. . .
Among some of the most momentous and thought-provoking pronouncements ever made by ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, in the course of His epoch-making travels in the North American continent, are the following: “May this American Democracy be the first nation to establish the foundation of international agreement. May it be the first nation to proclaim the unity of mankind. May it be the first to unfurl the Standard of the Most Great Peace.” And again: “The American people are indeed worthy of being the first to build the Tabernacle of the Great Peace, and proclaim the oneness of mankind.... For America hath developed powers and capacities greater and more wonderful than other nations.... The American nation is equipped and empowered to accomplish that which will adorn the pages of history, to become the envy of the world, and be blest in both the East and the West for the triumph of its people. ...The American continent gives signs and evidences of very great advancement. Its future is even more promising, for its influence and illumination are far-reaching. It will lead all nations spiritually."
A word, if the destiny of the American people, in its entirety, is to be correctly apprehended, should now be said regarding the orientation of that nation as a whole, and the trend of the affairs of its people. For no matter how ignorant of the Source from which those directing energies proceed, and however slow and laborious the process, it is becoming increasingly evident that the nation as a whole, whether through the agency of its government or otherwise, is gravitating, under the influence of forces that it can neither comprehend nor control, towards such associations and policies, wherein, as indicated by ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, her true destiny must lie. Both the community of the American believers, who are aware of that Source, and the great mass of their countrymen, who have not as yet recognized the Hand that directs their destiny, are contributing, each in its own way, to the realization of the hopes, and the fulfillment of the promises, voiced in the above-quoted words of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá.
The world is moving on. Its events are unfolding ominously and with bewildering rapidity. The whirlwind of its passions is swift and alarmingly violent. The New World is being insensibly drawn into its vortex. The potential storm centers of the earth are already casting their shadows upon its shores. Dangers, undreamt of and unpredictable, threaten it both from within and from without. Its governments and peoples are being gradually enmeshed in the coils of the world’s recurrent crises and fierce controversies. The Atlantic and Pacific Oceans are, with every acceleration in the march of science, steadily shrinking into mere channels. The Great Republic of the West finds itself particularly and increasingly involved. Distant rumblings echo menacingly in the ebullitions of its people. On its flanks are ranged the potential storm centers of the European continent and of the Far East. On its southern horizon there looms what might conceivably develop into another center of agitation and danger. The world is contracting into a neighborhood. America, willingly or unwillingly, must face and grapple with this new situation. For purposes of national security, let alone any humanitarian motive, she must assume the obligations imposed by this newly created neighborhood. Paradoxical as it may seem, her only hope of extricating herself from the perils gathering around her is to become entangled in that very web of international association which the Hand of an inscrutable Providence is weaving.
(Shoghi Effendi, The Advent of Divine Justice, p. 86)
posted by emily oi! at 12:39:00 PM
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