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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.comBlogger244125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-12116146158438493412015-12-19T12:47:00.001-07:002015-12-19T12:47:28.851-07:00Goblins, Mutated Slugs Arthurian Swords, Dinner and Hope!<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>Why does the third of three brothers, who shares his food with the old woman in the wood, go on to become king of the country? Why does James Bond manage to disarm the nuclear bomb a few seconds before it goes off rather than, as it were, a few seconds afterwards? Because a universe where that did not happen would be a dark and hostile place. Let there be goblin hordes, let there be terrible environmental threats, let there be giant mutated slugs if you really must, but let there also be hope. <br/>
It may, be a grim, thin hope, an Arthurian sword at dinner, but let us know that we do not live in vain" Sir Terry Pratchett (sunset picture taken and edited 2015 December18) <br/>
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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-87867159746156748992015-06-05T17:08:00.000-06:002015-06-05T17:26:10.317-06:00FB Locked Me Out Twice But You Can Still Visit With Me!!<div style="text-align: center;">
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Love you peeps! I've been locked out of Facebook twice now. Despite the fact that almost everyone knows me as Patchwork Quilt. I've been "Patch" for a very long time and I know some of you don't know me as any other person. Facebook claims they are looking for my "authentic" name. They don't qualify that they don't require it at signup, nor do they state what they are really looking for is your legal name. I have various reasons for not posting as my real name. I've used my real name on Facebook in discussions with my friends about the pride I have for it. If I've friended you, have seen me talk about my real name. But if I haven't friended you chances are I don't actually want you to know my legal name. There are reasons I have chosen to use Patch and I owe no one an explanation as to why I'd like to keep a bit of confidentiality. Perhaps, I'll rejoin FB. I am not going to hide from stalkers. That's victim mentality. But having all of you know me as Patch was a bit of a safety buffer for me. Same thing with my nickname cebelina, and now Samsara Rose. But I'll be honest, I haven't missed FB much. My mission has been singular. I have and always will share and push forward two concepts I believe in above most all others: </div>
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That's why I participate on the internet. If Facebook doesn't feel that is "authentic" enough well...then it isn't really actually possible for me to prove that. And I don't really want to. I feel it's beyond invasive and counterproductive. I'm not the only person I know locked out. Each one of us locked out peeps aren't clicking on ads anymore, either, eh? There are a couple of things that I consider wicked. I can't delete my own page. So that means I get tons of notifications from a regular base of friends who don't know me as anything other than Patch. What's that all about?! Yep, I've been kicked out but they're still gonna make money off me by pushing that data, eh? And all those pics I posted...albums, vacations...well, folks watermark your pics...Facebook owns that image just as you posted it and your work is prolly owned by them but perhaps you've also maintained a bit of ownership yourself. Weird, eh? A person should be able to delete their account even if Facebook says and does happen to own that page. I've been shoved out the front end and yet the backdoor is still open. I personally don't find that very "Authentic" at all. Also, all of my accounts were linked to FB at their encouragement. Seriously after 5 years...I figured FB was on the up and up. Ruthless, but adhering to a sane business model. All for free? That seemed cool. There is a song called "What Is Hip?" and Facebook isn't feeling so hip to me anymore. And yea...that's sour grapes. They encouraged my relationship with them just as it was. Now they want more information from me than I think is sane or reasonable. Unlinking has been quite a tangle. Beats, Instagram, blah, blah...</div>
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Be aware Google is pretty invasive as well. As much as I loved both of these platforms I have been as of late left with a bitter taste of corporate sourness. I understand the need to make money. But I don't understand the need to play "dirty." t's feeling It feels all "Patriot Act" down my neck now. And none of us feel that the corporate world or or country's defense is actually straightforward. They feel like two different branches of the same thing owned by the richest people in the world and not even in our country anymore. None of this is new. In fact, the internet giants morphing into everything folks feared the internet would be. Remember when we all held so much possibility? When we actually loved these platforms because they lacked the overworked corporate pushiness? They seemed free. Full of possibility. Now the fences close in. I'm locked out as Patchwork Quilt and Samsara Rose. And well when folks lock me out...I don't linger too much. Best peeps! </div>
cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-8974677382118015172015-05-25T13:08:00.001-06:002015-05-25T13:49:42.706-06:00Iridiscent Day Dreams on The Dirty Boulevard<br />
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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-29086489452912464682015-05-05T14:31:00.000-06:002015-05-05T14:31:00.243-06:00Curiosity<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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is pretty cheesy. It's a funny thing. Animals always want to visit
me...and kids always want to say "hi" and I consider it an honor and
also just awesome. So I'm minding my own business and taking pics a bit
quickly on this break...and I'm against the fence of this garden a bit
off from the kids. Who I am actually trying to avoid (ah...the masses!!)
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out...there was no sound to this stitching of photos. Rather, I've added
a sound track of kids that I found on freesound. org by stifa10. Like I
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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0Denver Botanic Gardens, 1007 York Street, Denver, CO 80206, USA39.7321315 -104.9600292000000139.7290785 -104.96507170000001 39.7351845 -104.9549867tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-57873585569981524502015-05-05T04:00:00.000-06:002015-05-05T04:00:00.961-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Half the harm that is done in this world is due to people who want to
feel important. They don't mean to do harm; but the harm does not
interest them. Or they do not see it, or they justify it because they
are absorbed in the endless struggle to think well of themselves."<br /> - T. S. Eliot<br /> commonplace</div>
cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-18771418465823523002015-05-01T07:35:00.000-06:002015-05-25T13:50:07.777-06:00I Made You an Electric Garden <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I Made You an Electric Garden...because I could. Because Memories come in all Colors. </div>
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Because I love you. Because I want you to smile! Because I want you to look!</div>
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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0Denver Botanic Gardens, 1007 York Street, Denver, CO 80206, USA39.7321315 -104.9600292000000139.7290785 -104.96507170000001 39.7351845 -104.9549867tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-943666477358762922015-04-29T16:51:00.000-06:002015-04-29T16:51:00.099-06:00Here's Looking At You Kid...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-26417195453169018462015-04-23T19:16:00.000-06:002015-04-23T19:16:00.087-06:00Ascension Le Film <div style="text-align: center;">
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<a href="https://vimeo.com/124780139">Ascension</a> from <a href="https://vimeo.com/ascensionlefilm">Ascension Le Film</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
"Well, the movie is first of all a black humor movie : we wanted to make
laugh with the bad situation of a crippled man doing a traditionnal
ascent. And to make everything even worse, we wanted the movie to loop. A
sisyphean, perpetual struggle. Therefore, this is also about all the
struggles and the perpetual fights in life and about beliefs.<br />
It was not meant to be, as I have seen in a comment somewhere, "a
judgment from an atheist over the stupidity of the religion". It would
be actually the exact opposite, but in a more personnal way.<br />
But, again, our main purpose was to make laugh.<br />
Hope it helped :)" ~ Ascension Le Film </div>
cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-69222574251586821532015-04-23T18:31:00.000-06:002015-04-23T18:31:54.260-06:00A Flower For You ~ As if Mother Nature Ever Needed Any Help<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0Denver Botanic Gardens, 1007 York Street, Denver, CO 80206, USA39.7321315 -104.9600292000000139.7290785 -104.96507170000001 39.7351845 -104.9549867tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-59847002102563276822015-01-20T22:40:00.002-07:002015-03-12T10:57:44.969-06:00Shrodinger's Cat<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/7B1llCxVdkE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-81115611053766119432014-11-18T11:53:00.000-07:002014-11-18T11:53:02.822-07:00Symmetry, Reality's Riddle...<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" mozallowfullscreen="" scrolling="no" src="https://embed-ssl.ted.com/talks/marcus_du_sautoy_symmetry_reality_s_riddle.html" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="640"></iframe><br />
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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-6750174625019887382014-09-29T13:08:00.000-06:002014-09-29T13:08:00.401-06:00Take Your Clothes Off When You Dance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"There will come a time when everybody<br /> Who is lonely will be free...<br /> To sing & dance & love</div>
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There will come a time when every evil<span class="text_exposed_show"><br /> That we know will be an evil...<br /> That we can rise above</span></div>
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Who cares if hair is long or short<br /> Or sprayed or partly grayed...<br /> We know that hair ain't where it's at<br />
(there will come a time when you won't<br /> Even be ashamed if you are fat!)<br />
Wah wah-wah wah<br />
There will come a time when everybody<br /> Who is lonely will be free...<br /> To sing & dance & love (dance and love)<br />
There will come a time when every evil<br /> That we know will be an evil...<br /> That we can rise above (rise above)<br />
Who cares if you're so poor you can't afford<br /> To buy a pair of mod a go-go stretch-elastic pants...<br /> There will come a time when you can even<br /> Take your clothes off when you dance"<br /> <a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/page.php?id=115457748495042" href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Frank-Zappa/115457748495042">Frank Zappa</a></div>
cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-91739568905401606392014-09-29T11:04:00.000-06:002014-09-29T11:04:00.170-06:00This Train Don't Stop There Anymore<div style="text-align: center;">
"I used to be the main express<br /> All steam and whistles heading west<br /> Picking up my pain from door to door<br /> Riding on the storyline<br /> Furnace burning overtime<span class="text_exposed_show"><br /> But this train don't stop,<br /> This train don't stop,<br /> This train don't stop there anymore"<br /> Bernie Taupin</span></div>
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<b>The Horsehead Nebula from Blue to Infrared </b> <br />
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Optical:
<a href="mailto:%20amottino%20at%20unr%20dot%20edu%20dot%20ar">Aldo Mottino</a> & Carlos Colazo,
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One of the most identifiable nebulae in the sky,
the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horsehead_Nebula">Horsehead Nebula</a> in <a href="http://www.astro.wisc.edu/%7Edolan/constellations/constellations/Orion.html">Orion</a>, is part of a large, dark,
<a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap090623.html">molecular cloud</a>.
Also known as <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Emerson_Barnard">Barnard</a> 33, the unusual shape was first
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<a href="http://periodic.lanl.gov/1.shtml">hydrogen</a>
gas predominantly behind the nebula, ionized by the nearby bright star
<a href="http://www.dibonsmith.com/ori_s.htm">Sigma Orionis</a>.
The darkness of the
<a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap061015.html">Horsehead</a> is caused mostly by thick
<a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap030706.html">dust</a>,
although the lower part of the
<a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap081126.html">Horsehead</a>'s neck casts a shadow to the left.
Streams of gas leaving
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hgTrLozRj40">the nebula</a> are funneled by a strong
<a href="http://www-spof.gsfc.nasa.gov/Education/whmfield.html">magnetic field</a>.
Bright spots in the
<a href="http://adsabs.harvard.edu/abs/1987AJ.....93.1514Z">Horsehead Nebula</a>'s base are
young stars just in the <a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap070218.html">process of forming</a>.
Light takes about 1,500 years to reach us from the
<a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap090224.html">Horsehead Nebula</a>.
The above image is a digital combination of images taken in blue, green, red, and
<a href="http://www.astronomyknowhow.com/hydrogen-alpha.htm">hydrogen-alpha</a> light from the
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Argentina">Argentina</a>, and an
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<a href="http://missionscience.nasa.gov/ems/07_infraredwaves.html">infrared light</a> by the orbiting
<a href="http://hubblesite.org/the_telescope/hubble_essentials/">Hubble Space Telescope</a>. </div>
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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-51126747208593808972014-07-27T10:22:00.001-06:002014-07-27T10:22:34.741-06:00Isn't It About Time ~ Stephen Stills and Manassas<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="font-size: small;">Don't look now, don't heed the warning<br />It's really of no concern<br />Don't hear the sound, they're only just bombing<br />Anything left to burn<br /><br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br /><br />Fire, flood, familiar, famine<br />The jungle so far away<br />Blood baked into blackened soil<br />How many tons a day<br /><br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br /><br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br /><br />Why, does it take so long<br />Is it easy not to care<br />Seems to me that enemies are fantasies<br />Somebody else's living nightmare<br /><br />Who gonna live, who gonna die<br />Do you want to know<br />Does it give you a sense of power<br />To say yes or no<br /><br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br /><br />Isn't it about that time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br /><br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br />Isn't it about time<br />Isn't it about time we learned<br /><br /> Stephen Stills - Isn't It About Time </span></span></div>
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Now touch me, baby <br />
Can't you see that I am not afraid? <br />
What was that promise that you made? <br />
Why won't you tell me what she said? <br />
What was that promise that you made? <br /><br />
Now, I'm gonna love you <br />
Till the heavens stop the rain <br />
I'm gonna love you </b><b>
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I"</b></span></span><br />
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cebelinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10888102159994415352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22576468.post-87849468459193863122014-06-22T20:59:00.002-06:002014-06-22T20:59:35.806-06:00Rhinestone Eyes <div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">"When the paralytic dreams that we all seem to keep<br />Drive on engines 'til they weep<br />With future pixels in factories far away</span></span></b></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="background-color: #ffe599;"><br /><span style="background-color: #f4cccc;">So call the mainland from the beach<br />All parties now washed up in bleach<br />The waves are rising for this time of year<br />And nobody knows what to do with the heat<br />Under sunshine pylons we'll meet<br />While rain is falling like rhinestones from the sky</span></span></span></span><span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">"</span></span></span></b></div>
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