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Education in any capacity is so critical to furthering enlightenment and tolerance and ending hate and discrimination. I don't care if you go to college or if you just read everything you can get your hands on. Education is key.
Kitchen Witch
Dear Flist:

When you are cooking for you and you alone, what do you like best to cook? Do you have any really awesome one-person recipes?

Creation mythos.

Snow Queen
In the beginning, there were the gods, and there were the stars. The gods were many, living in families and living alone; some roaming, some tied to a single place. The stars were many as well, but they spun in singularity, lighting up the worlds and the blackness between them. The worlds were testament to what happened whenever stars joined; the stars ceased to exist and in the fury of their final moments, worlds were born.

Somewhere in the coils of time, there was a pair of stars who had drifted close to one another, close enough to take notice of each other. Though they did not speak, they spun and danced for one another, flashing, sparkling lights in the sprawling blackness of the universe. They knew what would happen if ever they came closer than stars should, and they each resolved to keep their distance.

The time came that their longing was too great. The stars gazed at each other across the blackness, billions upon billions of other stars all sparkling miles away from them. It was cold and it was lonely being a star--that was their fate as stars. They knew what would happen. But they unfolded their frozen glowing limbs and reached across the cold space to touch, to hold. As they touched, as they kissed, the stars burst into a flame too bright to behold, too hot and too powerful to contain. They burned, and they loved, and they died, happier than a thousand wedding days and a thousand flowers blooming in the sun.

In the smoke and ash of their love, a world was born.Collapse )

Mississippi Personhood Amendment

Beautiful Women Vintage Style
Originally posted by gabrielleabelle at Mississippi Personhood Amendment
Okay, so I don't usually do this, but this is an issue near and dear to me and this is getting very little no attention in the mainstream media.

Mississippi is voting on November 8th on whether to pass Amendment 26, the "Personhood Amendment". This amendment would grant fertilized eggs and fetuses personhood status.

Putting aside the contentious issue of abortion, this would effectively outlaw birth control and criminalize women who have miscarriages. This is not a good thing.

Jackson Women's Health Organization is the only place women can get abortions in the entire state, and they are trying to launch a grassroots movement against this amendment. This doesn't just apply to Mississippi, though, as Personhood USA, the group that introduced this amendment, is trying to introduce identical amendments in all 50 states.

What's more, in Mississippi, this amendment is expected to pass. It even has Mississippi Democrats, including the Attorney General, Jim Hood, backing it.

The reason I'm posting this here is because I made a meager donation to the Jackson Women's Health Organization this morning, and I received a personal email back hours later - on a Sunday - thanking me and noting that I'm one of the first "outside" people to contribute.

So if you sometimes pass on political action because you figure that enough other people will do something to make a difference, make an exception on this one. My RSS reader is near silent on this amendment. I only found out about it through a feminist blog. The mainstream media is not reporting on it.

If there is ever a time to donate or send a letter in protest, this would be it.

What to do?

- Read up on it. Wake Up, Mississippi is the home of the grassroots effort to fight this amendment. Daily Kos also has a thorough story on it.

- If you can afford it, you can donate at the site's link.

- You can contact the Democratic National Committee to see why more of our representatives aren't speaking out against this.

- Like this Facebook page to help spread awareness.

Once upon a time.

Snow Queen
What is your favorite classic fairytale?
Has it always been thus?
What do you like about it?
Do you identify with any of the characters?
What do you think your favorite fairytale says about you?
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So. We're doing things with functions. Always, there are things with functions. That's all you fucking do till you get to calculus apparently. Or maybe just till you get to precalc!trig, at which point they start fucking your life up with triangles and stuff.

But I'm reading my notes and it says to put f(x) inside g(x).

So it's like g(f(x)).



This is why they release new math textbooks like every two years! Because the functions are fucking like bunnies!

Fuck,, man! Why has no one figured this out before now? WE HAVE TO STOP THE BUNNY FUNCTIONS!
Top Ten Reasons for Being a Soprano
10) The rest of the choir exists just to make you look good.
9) You can entertain your friends by breaking their wine glasses.
8) Can you name an opera where an alto got the man?
7) When sopranos want to sing in the shower, they know the tune.
6) It's not like you are ever going to sing the alto part by accident.
5) To wear great costumes - - like the hat with the horns on it.
4) How many world famous altos can you name?
3) When the fat lady sings, she's usually singing soprano.
2) When you get tired of singing the tune, you can sing the descant.
1) You can sing along with Michael Jackson.

Top Ten Reasons for Being a Bass

10) You don't have to tighten your shorts to reach your note.
9) You don't have to worry about a woman stealing your job.
8) Or a pre adolescent boy.
7) Action heroes are always basses. That is, if they ever sang, they would sing bass.
6) You get great memorable lyrics like "bop", "bop," "bop," and "bop".
5) If the singing job doesn't work out, there's always broadcasting.
4) You never need to learn to read the treble clef.
3) If you get a cold, so what?
2) For fun, you can sing at the bottom of your range and fool people into thinking there's an earthquake.
1) If you belch while you're singing, the audience just thinks it's part of the score.

Top Ten Reasons for Being a Tenor

10) Tenors get high without drugs.
9) Name a musical where the bass got the girl.
8) You can show the sopranos how it should be sung.
7) Did you ever hear of anyone paying $1000 for a ticket to see The Three Basses?
6) Who needs brains when you've got resonance?
5) Tenors never have to waste time looking through the self-improvement section of the bookstore.
4) You get to sing along with John Denver singing "High Calypso."
3) When you get really good at falsetto, you can make tons of money doing voice-overs for cartoon characters.
2) Gregorian chant was practically invented for tenors. Nobody invented a genre for basses.
1) You can entertain your friends by impersonating Julia Child.
Everything behind here is dead true.Collapse )


Apparently these are things children have written in various music/music history assignments.

Bach died from 1750 to the present.

Refrain means don't do it. A refrain in music is the part you'd better not try to sing.

Handel was half German, half Italian, and half English. He was rather large. Beethoven wrote music even though he was deaf. He was so deaf he wrote loud music. He took long walks in the forest even when everyone was calling him. I guess he could not hear so good. Beethoven expired in 1827 and later died from this.

Henry Purcell is a well-known composer few people have ever heard of.

An opera is a song of bigly size. In the last scene of Pagliacci, Canio stabs Nedda, who is the one he really loves. Pretty soon Silvio also gets stabbed, and they all live happily ever after.

When a singer sings, he stirs up the air and makes it hit any passing eardrums. But if he is good, he knows how to keep it from hurting.

Aaron Copland is one of our most famous contemporary composers. It is unusual to be contemporary. Most composers do not live until they are dead.

My favorite composer is Opus.

A virtuoso is a musician with real high morals.

Probably the most marvelous fugue was between the Hatfields and the McCoys.

My very best liked piece of music is the Bronze Lullaby.

Agnus Dei was a woman composer famous for her church music.

Caruso was at first an Italian. Then someone heard his voice and said he would go a long way. And so he came to America.

A good orchestra is always ready to play if the conductor steps on the odium.

Morris dancing is a country survival from times when people were happy.

Most authorities agree that music of antiquity was written long ago.

Music sung by two people at the same time is called a duel.

I know what a sextet is but I'd rather not say.

A harp is a nude piano.

A tuba is much larger than its name.

Instruments come in many sizes, shapes, and orchestras.

You should always say celli when you mean there are two or more cellos.

Another name for kettle drums is timpani. But I think I will just stick with the first name and learn it good.

A trumpet is an instrument when it is not a hearing aid.

While trombones have tubes, trumpets prefer to wear valves.

The double bass is also called the bass viol, string bass, and bass fiddle. It has so many names because it is so huge.

When electric currents go through them, guitars start making sounds. So would anybody.

Question: What are kettle drums called? Answer: Kettle drums.

Cymbals are round, metal CLANGS!

A bassoon looks like nothing I have ever heard.

Last month I found out how a clarinet works by taking it apart. I both found out and got in trouble.

Question: Is the saxophone a brass or a woodwind instrument? Answer: Yes.

The concertmaster of an orchestra is always the person who sits in the first chair of the first violins. This means that when a person is elected concertmaster, he has to hurry up and learn how to play a violin real good.

For some reason, they always put a treble clef in front of every line of flute music. You just watch.

I can't reach the brakes on this piano!

The main trouble with a French horn is it's too tangled up.

Anyone who can read all the instrument notes at the same time gets to be the conductor.

Instrumentalist is a many-purposed word for many player-types.

The flute is a skinny, high-shape sounded instrument.

The most dangerous part about playing cymbals is near the nose.

A contra-bassoon is like a bassoon, only more so.

Tubas are a bit too much.

Music instrument has a plural known as orchestra.

I would like for you to teach me to play the cello. Would tomorrow or Friday be better?

My favorite instrument is the bassoon. It is so hard to play people seldom play it. That is why I like the bassoon best.

It is easy to teach anyone to play the maracas. Just grip the neck and shake him in rhythm.

Just about any animal skin can be stretched over a frame to make a pleasant sound once the animal is removed.


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This piece from Mother Jones explains why the NYT article was so awful.

"This is the point at which, as the writer's editor, I would send him an email. "Dear James," it would say. "Thanks for getting this in! I have some concerns that we've only got quotes from people who are worried about the suspects ('The arrests have left many wondering who will be taken into custody next') and think the girl was asking for it, especially since, even if she actually begged for it, the fact that she is 11 makes the incident stupendously reprehensible (not to mention still illegal). We don't want anyone wrongly thinking you are being lazy or thoughtless or misogynist! Please advise if literally no other kinds of quotes are available because every single person who lives in Cleveland, Texas, is a monster."

It seems such a message never happened, because the story ends with the school district spokeswoman, whose primary concerns appear to be as screwed up as the rest of the community's."


Bitch Please II
Originally posted by lavenderfrost at ...WTF.
Well, there goes my good mood for the day.

NYTimes, the bastion of quality reporting, reported on the gang-rape of an 11 year-old girl in Texas  that's led to charges against 18 high-school boys so far - all well and good so far, right?  Shit like this NEEDS publicity to raise awareness. 

Only problem is, they repeated - without refutation or critical commentary - the claims that the girl brought the rape on herself because of the way she was dressed.

Choice Quotes (No cut b/c everyone needs to see this - DEAL.):

“It’s just destroyed our community,” said Sheila Harrison, 48, a hospital worker who says she knows several of the defendants. “These boys have to live with this the rest of their lives.  As opposed to the victim, who's gonna bounce back lickety-fucking-split, right?

Residents in the neighborhood where the abandoned trailer stands — known as the Quarters — said the victim had been visiting various friends there for months. They said she dressed older than her age, wearing makeup and fashions more appropriate to a woman in her 20s. She would hang out with teenage boys at a playground, some said.  TOTALLY BEGGING FOR IT.


Now, what's being said and done in this community is bad enough, but the NY Times should be fucking ashamed of themselves right now.

Here's how to contact NYT: )

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These are all the new books on my nook that are not classics. I might read some Cather or Lawrence, but I need to be in the mood to take on denser writings like those.

"Altar of Eden" by James Rollins.
"Angelogy" by Danielle Trussoni.
Beatrice and Virgil by Yann Martel.
Beautiful Malice by Rebecca James.
Elfland by Frieda Warrington.
Every Last One by Anna Quindlen.
I Still Dream Of You by Fannie Flagg.
Island Beneath the Sea by Isabel Allende.*
Last Night at Chateau Marmont by Lauren Weisberger.
Major Pettigrew's Last Stand by Helen Simonson.
Noah's Compass by Anne Tyler.
Not My Daughter by Barbara Delinsky.**
Poor Little Bitch Girl by Jackie Collins.***
Room by Emma Donoghue.
Roses by Leila Meacham.
Safe Haven by Nicholas Sparks.****
Secrets of Eden by Christopher A. Bohjalian.
Solar by Ian McEwan.
Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart.
The Borgia Bride by Jeanne Kalogridis.
The Help by Kathryn Stockett.
The Hundred-Foot Journey by Richard C. Morais.
The Lacuna by Barbara Kingsolver.

I have so many choices! Now you all know just how diverse my tastes in fiction are. I don't care that much for, say, the "gritty crime" novels because they all feel the same to me, to be honest. Which is not to say I won't read them--I will. I just tend to go for other things over them. So, what do you think I should tackle first? These are all going to get read at some point, but I have to start with one. Have you read any of these, flist? Which one shall it be?

Things I am desperately looking forward to: The Peach Keeper by Sarah Addison Allen. Everything she's written has been utterly, breathtakingly wonderful. I will drop the $13 for the e-book and not regret it for a sec...wait. The kindle edition is cheaper? What the fuck, Barnes & Noble? Why do you do this to me? I just want my SAA crack, okay?

I still have all the book recommendations y'all gave me. As you can see, I acted on some of them. The rest of them I am waiting till I can acquire them. :D

I am going to spend my spring break outside in the sun. Reading. And my nights swimming in love and pure contentment. ♥

*Isabel Allende once brought me to tears in a Barnes & Noble because I was reading And of Clay Are We Created. I just sat there in my chair and cried. My god.
**This sounds like the plot to a Lifetime movie, doesn't it? I want to read it anyway, or maybe BECAUSE it sounds so utterly melodramatic.
***The bright cover has been calling my name for months, I couldn't help it.
****Don't judge. He's a douchewaffle, but he's a North Carolina author, goddammit.
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Ladies. Let's pretend for a moment that you are the daughter of a fairly wealthy Italian nobleman. You are of marriageable age--say, 15-17 years old. You have two choices, basically. You can:

A) Get married.
B) Join a convent.

If you chose A...Collapse )

If you chose B...Collapse )

And now for the essay portion.


PS: yes, you are pretending you are Catholic. Doing otherwise in 16th century Italy usually got people killed.

Aug. 22nd, 2010

Pearl Harbor:Love
Those of you on Twitter or Facebook or both may have already seen that I was toying around with an idea for a new jewelry series. I was going through my paints--and mourning my lack of funds to buy a kiln so I can play with hot glass--and trying to think about what would give me the most pleasure. I don't particularly want to make more birds at this point in time (of the paper crane variety; I'm not opposed to PAINTING birds); and none of the previous designs I'd done were really speaking to me. I can't even FIND that Titania pendant I did. And it wasn't that great anyway--it was awesome till I got to the face, and then that whole goddammit-I-keep-screwing-up-the-eyes thing ended up messing the whole thing up.

As I was tidying, I came across one of the index cards I'd used to map out the swap info for the last ATC swap on the BPAL forums. That last round was probably my favorite we've done. For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about--the theme of the swap was, essentially, translating music into art. It was a free-for-all, the only requirements being that you be able to find the music online so that whoever got your card could listen to their song. I had an absolute BLAST with it. Translating sounds to visuals--my brain does that unprompted. I don't just hear songs, I SEE them. Sometimes it's mostly just a rush of colors, but if I focus, they take on shapes, become 3D.

Like, right now, I'm listening to Loreena McKennitt's "All Souls' Night". Its base color is black, velvety black, with a thin layer of red over it--translucent, so it shows up as being streaks of dark blood-red. Over that, rich golds and ambers, with streaks flecks of something bright--silver, I think, with the faintest hints of purple, to reflect her voice on the high notes.


Or for the visual folks in the audience, try this song:
and this card:

Can you see that, as jewelry? I can. I have no doubt in my mind that I could completely rock this.

But would you buy it?

Tell me honestly, flist. Is this something that's doable? Is it sellable? I make jewelry for the pleasure of it, for the challenge of getting those perfect, tiny paintings just right, of working with super-thin wire and precious stones. But I also like selling it. It's satisfying, it's flattering. I can make tiny, delicate things--and I won't put something up if I don't know it's fairly sturdy as far as jewelry goes.

If it IS sellable, what songs would you personally go nuts over if they were translated into art?

May. 12th, 2010

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I need to stop attaching sentimental value to inanimate objects. I am OVER this ignoring-the-messy-room-because-it's-easier-than-facing-memories-of-Asheville gig. My clean freak has been let out of the cage. BEWARE.

It'd make cleaning my room a hell of a lot easier.

Someone recommend loud, bouncy pop songs to put on my cleaning playlist. Think GaGa-esque.

Edit: Goddammit why is it so hard to find a fucking dustpan in this house. WHY. I just want to sweep up this dust. I can't just LEAVE it there, even if my mom could.


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Since alicia_stardust and I friended each other on here, I've been eyeballing her jewelry on Etsy.

(A woman who lives Alice in Wonderland is a woman I want to be friends with.)

(This is so exquisitely delicate and airy. Alicia, I love you.)

(This one I am madly in love with.)

alicia_stardust is Good People, much like nomadicdragon. She's a BPALista--indeed, that's how I met her!--and that means she pretty much always smells like a dream come true. She's got a beautiful family, she's a dancer, an artist, and as far as I can tell, the raw energy of the nine Muses flows in her veins. Her mind seems like it'd be a pretty awesome place to live, not even gonna lie. She's a sweet, sweet Pisces, and even though I've not known her long, I think she's pretty awesome.

So, go buy some of her jewelry. I plan to.

Do you love me?

Well, do you?

I thought so.

If you do, go play my friend nomadicdragon a visit at her Etsy store. She has some of the best soap I've ever seen. It's genuinely good soap that smells wonderful, and it's entertaining.


(she totally bought this mold just for me)

Whoop! Not safe for work.Collapse )

nomadicdragon is good people. She's a smart, caring woman who's funny as all hell, who sends people (me) hilarious and thoughtful care packages just because, she'll do damn near anything for a friend, and she's got the funniest dog on the face of the planet. Her soaps are good prices, and honestly, the only bar soap I use. Except for this one local company. So, go visit her. And buy something. Trust me, you'll be happy you did. I can recommend specific fragrances if you want me to.


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