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July, 2005


And what of Marriage?

Excerpted from~ Kahlil Gibran~ 'The Prophet'

Then Almitra spoke again and said, "And what of Marriage, master?"
And he answered saying:
"You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow."

   What is marriage, what is a relationship? What is the nature of two people who join together to form a company? When one person has a good product for a business but has no financing and business savvy to plan the business they must look to another, a partner to help finance and run the business. This is the concept of marriage. When a person wants to raise a family it is simply too much to do alone, they need a partner in the endeavor. They need someone who is loyal and steadfast. Someone who has a similar mindset to childrearing and other factors that form part of a relationship.
   Too often relationships are built only upon the sexual lustful sides of mutual attraction. Now certainly being able to appreciate your mates' looks is important, but it cannot be the single overriding concern in a relationship. Looks will fade with age, and the bright golden hair of spring will be replaced by the silver halo of winter.
   Steadfast loyalty and humor will be likely to outlast silky thighs and firm tummies. Look for the same high qualities in a mate that you would look for a business partner, because your life is your business, and you need as solid a person in that endeavor as you need in the business world.
   Being together and having fun is good, but sometimes both people need some time off on their own to fill their life with the things that mean a lot to them. Don't crowd, trust them to do what is right when not under your gaze. And you have to do what is right also. Spend some time together doing the things that make both of you happy. Laugh a lot, it is easier to laugh than to quarrel, and it lasts in the memory much more pleasantly.
   If you have the right person you should be able to look back years later and think of the times together and know that you both got along well, and the bad times were so few and far between that they were insignificant when compared to the good times.


Beam me up Scotty 'Star Trek' Star James Doohan Dies

   It was with a bit of amazement that I heard today that the actor who played 'Scotty' on Star Trek died at 85 years old today. I suppose that's the thing with celluloide, the body ages in reality, but all who see the actor see him and think of him as not aging. It was also with some amazement and respect that I learned that he was a WWII vet, and participated in the landings on 'D' Day. He took several hits, including one in his chest that might have been fatal if it had not been stopped by his silver cigarette case.
   Star Trek was a series that was ahead of it's time. It depicted a time when women would be in command positions, when persons of all races and ethnicities (except Hispanics) would be working together under a planet-wide system of government in a beneficial democracy. I for one am not a fan of one-world government, we are not far enough evolved for that yet, but it is the far thinkers, the Jules Vernes and the Gene Roddenberry's who can look ahead, to dream the technologies, and the social evolutions that will be required to live the world of their fantasies. I just hope it is the Star Trek model we work toward, and not the 'Star Wars' or 'Dune' model that comes from our climb into the stars.
   On an interesting note, I understand that the censures of the early days in television would not have approved of many of the social interations and sexual innuendo's that were presented in the original series, but that the writers staged it in such a way that it 'included purple people on polka-dot planets' and the censures were too confused and did not know how to respond, so that many of the scenes that might have been deleted were included.


July 17, 2005 A green ratsnake I found a snake I have heard of but never seen here before. As I was walking from our orchard back to the house I found him winding his long lithe body around a bunch of grass along the roadside. He has a very smooth skin, so unlike the snakes we normally find here. The coloration is almost a lime green on the upperside, and a lemon yellow on the bottom. This is a most striking and unusual snake. Also, he was very sedate while being held by us, he did not try very hard to get away. But he did keep his eyes on the camera, almost anywhere I held the camera he kept his eyes on it, watching and observing the camera. Also, he had a terrible odor, some kind of a defensive mechanism I suppose, it smelled so like the water snakes I've caught before. Senticolis triaspis (Green Ratsnake)

A green ratsnake

A green ratsnake

A green ratsnake


July 08, 2005 Werewolves among us! Non tememus
Lyrics from the Swedish band Garmarna, the song name Varulven (Werewolf)
Album: Guds Spelemän (1996) (God's Musicians)

Original Swedish Version:

Varulven


Jungfrun hon skulle åt stugan gå
Linden darrar i lunden
Så tog hon den vägen åt skogen blå
Ty hon var vid älskogen bunden

Och när som hon kom till skogen blå
Linden darrar i lunden
Där mötte henne en ulv så grå
Ty hon var vid älskogen bunden

Kära ulver du bit inte mig
Dig vill jag giva min silversärk

Silversärk jag passar ej på
Ditt unga liv och blod måst gå

Kära du ulver bit inte mig
Linden darrar i lunden
Dig vill jag giva min silversko
Ty hon var vid älskogen bunden

Silversko jag passar ej på
Linden darrar i lunden
Ditt unga liv och blod måst gå
Ty hon var vid älskogen bunden

Kära du ulver du bit inte mig
Dig vill jag giva min guldkrona

Guldkrona jag passar ej på
Ditt unga liv och blod måst gå

Jungfrun hon steg sig så högt i ek
Linden darrar i lunden
Och ulven han gick ner på backen och skrek
Ty hon var vid älskogen bunden

Ulven han grafte den ek till rot
Linden darrar i lunden
Jungfrun gav upp ett så hiskeligt rop
Ty hon var vid älskogen bunden

Och ungersven han sadlar sin gångare grå
Linden darrar i lunden
Han red litet fortare än fågeln flög
Ty hon var vid älskogen bunden

Och när som han kom till platsen fram
Linden darrar i lunden
Så fann han ej mer än en blodiger arm
Ty hon var vid älskogen bunden

Gud trösta Gud bättra mig ungersven
Linden darrar i lunden
Min jungfru är borta min häst är förränd
Ty hon var vid älskogen bunden

English Translation:

The Werewolf


The maiden, she would to the cottage go
Linden trees quiver in the grove
So she took the path through the forest blue
She was carrying the fruit of love

And when she reached the forest blue
Linden trees quiver in the grove
There she met with a gray wolf
She was carrying the fruit of love

"O dear wolf please don't bite me
To you I will give my silver gown"

"The silver gown won't suit me at all
Your young life and your blood must go"

"O dear wolf please don't bite me"
Linden trees quiver in the grove
"I will give you my silver shoes"
She was carrying the fruit of love

"Silver shoes won't suit me at all"
Linden trees quiver in the grove
"Your young life and your blood must go"
She was carrying the fruit of love

"O dear wolf please don't bite me
I will give you my golden crown"

"A golden crown won't suit me at all
Your young life and your blood must go"

The maiden she climbed up high in an oak
Linden trees quiver in the grove
The wolf he paced the ground and howled
She was carrying the fruit of love

The wolf dug up the oak by the roots
Linden trees quiver in the grove
The maiden gave a heart-rending cry
She was carrying the fruit of love

The young page saddled his gray steed
Linden trees quiver in the grove
He rode slightly faster than a bird could fly
She was carrying the fruit of love

And when he came to the wooded place
Linden trees quiver in the grove
He found nothing more than a bloody arm
She was carrying the fruit of love

God comfort, God improve me, young page
Linden trees quiver in the grove
My maiden is gone, my horse is dead
She was carrying the fruit of love


July, 2005    History is full of unimaginable torments, and one of the worst has to be the intentional slaughter of innocents
   Our leaders are composed and dignified, they show no anger when discussing the bombings in the London transport system. Yet are there not times that the leader should show anger? Misguided rage will cloud judgment, but a certain amount of fury is needed to strike a blow. It is said that every action has a reaction, but should not a certain amount of self-defense be practiced? Even a Raccoon when cornered will fight. Any animal that does not fight when its very life is imperiled is bound to die.
   My family has gone through successive wars, there were representatives of my family in each war since the Revolution. And my mother’s family was on ‘the other side’ in WWII. My grandfather was executed in Sarajevo; two uncles sent to Soviet Gulag camps; a cousin who disappeared when caught slipping through the Iron Curtain.
   My grandmother lived in the town near where the last wild wolf in Germany was killed about 1886. A place called ‘Odin’s Quelle” (Odin’s Spring) on the Neckar River. My people of Northern Europe saw the wolf as a ruthless hunter and eater of human flesh. Their response at that time was to destroy without remorse every single wolf they came upon. We know now that wolves are not the great killers they were seen to be at that time. And so it is with the people coming into our midst from the Islamic countries. Yet even feared more than the wolf was the Werewolf. This wolf with super-human strength was a harmless human in the daylight, but turned into a ruthless killer of humans when the moon was full. One could not find him among the throngs of people at market, but he would come skulking along at the light of the moon with a full knowledge of people’s ways, where to find them, how to kill them and escape.
   This is perhaps why the Nazis had people called werewolves after the fall of the Nazi system. They would live among the common German folk and at night would destroy depots and the occupying military installations at night. They were ruthlessly hunted down and killed after they gave information as to other participants.
   But have we become too politically correct now for such methods? Are these new Werewolves among us to be accorded the rights of citizens? Or once they are suspected to be part of the terrorist underground is it right and fair to use what pressures are due to find out what they know, who they participate with, and what the next targets are?
   ”But they are protected by the Geneva Convention” some cry. No, the Geneva Convention covers lawful uniformed fighting men, not people living among the population and disguising themselves as such. People fighting out of uniform are considered spies, and spies are legal to kill outright.
   This is something that we have to think about people, we have werewolves among us now, and we can’t wait for the full moon to sit up watch, because they might strike before then.

A great website, show them We're Not Afraid!


July 1, 2005
   The last week I've seen three tarantulas.

A tarantula
   Local lore has it that when we see tarantulas in the summertime, the fall rains are within six weeks from falling. This has proven true by my reckoning before, but this is the earliest I've ever seen the tarantulas. And I am sure it will not be raining in the middle of August. I've never seen it rain in August here; in fact we usually go without rain from April to November. August is just not a month we can hope for rain without getting our hopes dashed. Don't hope for any unlikely event.
   But why are the tarantulas running around already?
   The Male tarantulas are the ones we are likely to see, they are off searching for a nice girl spider to raise a family with. The girl spiders stay in their home saving their energy waiting for a nice boy spider to 'come a'callin''. When he does they have a short courtship ritual during which she will see if he possesses the proper skills and attributes she would want passed on to her own progeny. If he passes the test, she will submit to his advances, then after mating if he is not quick enough she will jump onto him (she is much larger) and she will bite him and kill and eat him. This will give her enough food reserves to sustain her growing eggs.
   Now, this explains why the tarantulas roam six weeks before the Fall rains, they wish to have the eggs developing before the rains come, the young will be hatching in the first rains, and will roam off into the greening lush chaparral to start their own lives in the cooler moister time of easy living on the Central Coast.
   There are many things the old-tyme country folk use to reckon time and when to perform things, and how the weather will be. Some of these are dismissed as 'old wives tales'. But some seem to work well, and of those that do, there is a natural explanation if we could just unlock the secrets to nature.
   Another legend here regarding the tarantulas concerns how high above the creeks they build their nests in the hillsides. It is said they can tell how wet the winter will be, so if it will rain a lot and the creeks will rise high, they want their nests high above the creeks, if it will be a short-rain winter, they will be placed lower to the creek, so they will be nearer their food prey coming to get moisture.
   Another legend here has to do with cattle, when the cattle lay on the ground a lot, it will rain soon as they will not want to lay on the cold wet ground, so they rest their legs up now, so when it rains they will be able to stay on their legs for days and weeks, ready prey for reckless teenagers off for an evening fun of beer drinkin’ and cow-tippin’.
   Vickie’s favorite way to tell the weather is whether a cat will sleep with it’s head upside down, this will often presage wet conditions she says. But I’ve found this to not always hold water. Perhaps it is tied to humidity and not actual rainfall, but I’ve often seen her mention a cat sleeping in that position, and then within hours it has rained.
   Nature is full of wonders, and they were all made for us by God to enjoy in this world. Don’t mess up what God made, hold it tight and well, and revere all that is given to you by the Almighty.

Tao-Teh-Ching; Chapter 51
The Tao is the mother of all beings,
The virtue of Tao nurtures them in nature,
The material world gives them form,
Environment and circumstance complete their abilities.
Therefore all things honor the Way, and venerate virtue.
This honoring of the Tao, and the veneration of virtue are not commanded,
They occur spontaneously and for this reason the Way continues to create beings
While virtue continues to nurture and develop them.
The Tao gives birth to all, yet it lays no claim of ownership,
It nourishes all, but it does not control,
This is the mystic virtue.

John Dicus


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