The US is like an abused spouse that keeps going back to the abusive relationship.
From Dan from Reddit.
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
Friday, September 03, 2010
A day in shoes I don't like
My morning began with spillage of hot coffee on myself at about 7:50 am at work. I was literally drenched. I then proceeded later to slip on my kitchen floor holding Boo, burning skin with friction trying to break my fall then falling flat on my back. Later I took Am to her physiotherapy appointment where there was no appointment. I could go on, but what's the point.
My dear friend Helen swears that everything is meant to be and there are great lessons to be learned. No mood to learn any lessons. I would rather sky dive naked and drunk.
John Rock was a catholic doctor that supposedly invented the pill. His take was that the pill was a natural form of birth control because it duplicated the chemical, progestin which is a chemical in women that prevents ovulation. Strassmann a female scientist was in a way also trying to analyze what was "natural" in the female biology. She went to Africa and stayed with a native tribe there for 2 and a half years. She concluded that most women in the tribe menstruate 100 times in their lifetime compared to about 350 to 400 times in western women.
Apparently, whenever a woman ovulates the egg literally bursts through the walls of the ovaries. To heal this puncture, the cells of the ovary wall have to divide and reproduce. This cell division holds a risk for something to go wrong. Cancer occurs when cells divide and reproduce, they can make "mistakes" that cripple the cell's defenses against runaway growth. Thus, putting women more at risk for cancer and such. Thus, when women get pregnant and breast feed, this gives the body a break and saves her ovarian walls from months of cell division.
The question of natural has changed. Women now have evolved. We generally have children later, and sometimes not at all. This apparently stresses our system. Thus, compared to our counterparts even a century prior, as our choices and options widen, it has it seems taken a toll on the "natural" aspects of our biology. Our biology in reproduction still seems to be at it's prime in our late teens and twenties, however, most of us aren't have children and breast feeding and providing the "natural flow"...
So much of progress sometimes contributes to our demise, and in our day today, it seems that taking the pill and such aids in our health and prevents ovarian and endometrial cancer, just as it seems the statistics that show that pregnancy and breast feeding lowers breast cancer risk.
What seems to be natural then may not be today as we evolve and "progress".
My dear friend Helen swears that everything is meant to be and there are great lessons to be learned. No mood to learn any lessons. I would rather sky dive naked and drunk.
John Rock was a catholic doctor that supposedly invented the pill. His take was that the pill was a natural form of birth control because it duplicated the chemical, progestin which is a chemical in women that prevents ovulation. Strassmann a female scientist was in a way also trying to analyze what was "natural" in the female biology. She went to Africa and stayed with a native tribe there for 2 and a half years. She concluded that most women in the tribe menstruate 100 times in their lifetime compared to about 350 to 400 times in western women.
Apparently, whenever a woman ovulates the egg literally bursts through the walls of the ovaries. To heal this puncture, the cells of the ovary wall have to divide and reproduce. This cell division holds a risk for something to go wrong. Cancer occurs when cells divide and reproduce, they can make "mistakes" that cripple the cell's defenses against runaway growth. Thus, putting women more at risk for cancer and such. Thus, when women get pregnant and breast feed, this gives the body a break and saves her ovarian walls from months of cell division.
The question of natural has changed. Women now have evolved. We generally have children later, and sometimes not at all. This apparently stresses our system. Thus, compared to our counterparts even a century prior, as our choices and options widen, it has it seems taken a toll on the "natural" aspects of our biology. Our biology in reproduction still seems to be at it's prime in our late teens and twenties, however, most of us aren't have children and breast feeding and providing the "natural flow"...
So much of progress sometimes contributes to our demise, and in our day today, it seems that taking the pill and such aids in our health and prevents ovarian and endometrial cancer, just as it seems the statistics that show that pregnancy and breast feeding lowers breast cancer risk.
What seems to be natural then may not be today as we evolve and "progress".
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Life Lessons
They continue, it seems on a forever basis.
nosce te ipsum - it is an ever learning process. as much that is learnt and accomplished, there is that infinity to look forward to. exhausting some moments, when you can barely grasp at its reasons, and realize that, that in itself is elusive and perhaps an illusion.
the need to evolve is great in some, but the understanding that it is not in many and the respect as such is sometimes a greater wisdom...
the mind struggles for release, that spark, that spreads peace like light in a dark night. Just to understand.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
chapters
The love of truth lies at the root of much humor.
- Robertson Davies
I'm planting my seeds of intention:)
my space this past few weeks has been exhilarating and exhausting. "amazingness" has happened and so has the opposite.
had a discussion with someone about "balance" this saturday as we were hosting a ufc night for my sis. it is interesting how so much variation of good and bad exist. And how simple and complex it all is at the same time. it really seems like we are all so susceptible to the mindless following of subtle and candid corruption that we are immune to the effects it has in shaping our lives and planet. i think of this often but it still catches me by surprise. i was told that there is no balance. that the world is corrupt and we are genetically selfish and self-serving. my friend says guilt makes him donate or give, not pure intent. he is disillusioned by society and human nature as a whole. the word balance he says, is really just someone hoping to offer logical reasoning to a chaotic world or to explain away the awfulness that we are capable of doing.
on a bad day, i would definitely lean toward this perception. but there are always things like this: pennies for peace that would jump into my view somehow when i'm flipping channels, or listening to cbc, or just a kind act that would make me smile and jiggle a fantastic chemical reaction in my mind and body that would bring me into a lovelier perspective.
perception is an intimate, significant and can be an irrational element in all of us. It shapes your thoughts, ideas and tolerance for others and the world. It determines your emotions and reactions. if i think about it too much, its scary how it almost has life of its own.
another chapter closes and another opens.
there never seems to be time for boredom.
- Robertson Davies
I'm planting my seeds of intention:)
my space this past few weeks has been exhilarating and exhausting. "amazingness" has happened and so has the opposite.
had a discussion with someone about "balance" this saturday as we were hosting a ufc night for my sis. it is interesting how so much variation of good and bad exist. And how simple and complex it all is at the same time. it really seems like we are all so susceptible to the mindless following of subtle and candid corruption that we are immune to the effects it has in shaping our lives and planet. i think of this often but it still catches me by surprise. i was told that there is no balance. that the world is corrupt and we are genetically selfish and self-serving. my friend says guilt makes him donate or give, not pure intent. he is disillusioned by society and human nature as a whole. the word balance he says, is really just someone hoping to offer logical reasoning to a chaotic world or to explain away the awfulness that we are capable of doing.
on a bad day, i would definitely lean toward this perception. but there are always things like this: pennies for peace that would jump into my view somehow when i'm flipping channels, or listening to cbc, or just a kind act that would make me smile and jiggle a fantastic chemical reaction in my mind and body that would bring me into a lovelier perspective.
perception is an intimate, significant and can be an irrational element in all of us. It shapes your thoughts, ideas and tolerance for others and the world. It determines your emotions and reactions. if i think about it too much, its scary how it almost has life of its own.
another chapter closes and another opens.
there never seems to be time for boredom.
Monday, April 05, 2010
time is running
whirlwind of camera moments went by.
cannery is no more, but we had a lovely dinner there.
dan fell for my april fools prank:)
i bought my sis all the things i would like for her birthday.
elex got her first kiss on the lips and dan went berserk.
cannery is no more, but we had a lovely dinner there.
dan fell for my april fools prank:)
i bought my sis all the things i would like for her birthday.
elex got her first kiss on the lips and dan went berserk.
Sunday, March 07, 2010
Bitter gourd
Is a fruit that is more like a vegetable. It is bitter and definitely an acquired taste. But my palate is of an exotic descent;)
my mom makes an amazing dish of it. My mom learned to cook in her forties in Canada somehow by herself. She used to burn rice and anything she cooked. She is a fantastic cook now and seriously can rival any cook. Yes that good. No I'm not bias; I have witnesses.
i was thinking of this because of the word ''bitter''.
did you know that bitterness is the most sensitive of the tastes?
i find it an extremely powerful and relentless word. powerful as it can be all consuming, relentless as it can eat away all logic.
By definition:
Function: adjective
Etymology: Middle English, from Old English biter; akin to Old High German bittar bitter, Old English bītan to bite — more at bite
Date: before 12th century
1 a : being or inducing the one of the four basic taste sensations that is peculiarly acrid, astringent, or disagreeable and suggestive of an infusion of hops — compare salt, sour, sweet b : distasteful or distressing to the mind : galling
2 : marked by intensity or severity: a : accompanied by severe pain or suffering b : being relentlessly determined : vehement c : exhibiting intense animosity d (1) : harshly reproachful (2) : marked by cynicism and rancor e : intensely unpleasant especially in coldness or rawness
3 : expressive of severe pain, grief, or regret
— bit·ter·ish \ˈbi-tə-rish\ adjective
— bit·ter·ly adverb
— bit·ter·ness noun
it always amazes me how skewed our minds can get in emotions.
it's like someone over takes your mind and if you can dig out some awareness, you are looking around frantically for that lifesaver before the waves take you under and all common sense is drowned away.
spock is my favourite character on star trek. his duality of logic and emotion is the essence of the wonders and destruction of humanity.
bitterness has made wonderful people prey to its demise. it is sadly an emotional disease that can be passed on.
please try not to catch it.
my mom makes an amazing dish of it. My mom learned to cook in her forties in Canada somehow by herself. She used to burn rice and anything she cooked. She is a fantastic cook now and seriously can rival any cook. Yes that good. No I'm not bias; I have witnesses.
i was thinking of this because of the word ''bitter''.
did you know that bitterness is the most sensitive of the tastes?
i find it an extremely powerful and relentless word. powerful as it can be all consuming, relentless as it can eat away all logic.
By definition:
Function: adjective
Etymology: Middle English, from Old English biter; akin to Old High German bittar bitter, Old English bītan to bite — more at bite
Date: before 12th century
1 a : being or inducing the one of the four basic taste sensations that is peculiarly acrid, astringent, or disagreeable and suggestive of an infusion of hops — compare salt, sour, sweet b : distasteful or distressing to the mind : galling
2 : marked by intensity or severity: a : accompanied by severe pain or suffering b : being relentlessly determined : vehement c : exhibiting intense animosity
3 : expressive of severe pain, grief, or regret
— bit·ter·ish \ˈbi-tə-rish\ adjective
— bit·ter·ly adverb
— bit·ter·ness noun
it always amazes me how skewed our minds can get in emotions.
it's like someone over takes your mind and if you can dig out some awareness, you are looking around frantically for that lifesaver before the waves take you under and all common sense is drowned away.
spock is my favourite character on star trek. his duality of logic and emotion is the essence of the wonders and destruction of humanity.
bitterness has made wonderful people prey to its demise. it is sadly an emotional disease that can be passed on.
please try not to catch it.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
flu blu
i have a good donkey of a flu. snot is running down my face like a bully waterfall. did i mention i detest flus? my number two least favourite things.
my number one least favourite thing is elex having the flu too.
i was blessed with my two least favourites. the fudging stars, not a good time! hello! olympics! i have quarter final tickets - row 10. !@#$%^&
i'm going even if i'm dying.
anyone want to babysit a really really cute but grumpy toddler?
my number one least favourite thing is elex having the flu too.
i was blessed with my two least favourites. the fudging stars, not a good time! hello! olympics! i have quarter final tickets - row 10. !@#$%^&
i'm going even if i'm dying.
anyone want to babysit a really really cute but grumpy toddler?
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
did you know?
a friend sent me this
if you lose your wallet, you have an 88% chance of it's return if you have a photo of a smiling baby.
thorny acacia trees produces a toxin that turns into pig swill when insects start feeding too greedily. they even give out an odour like a chemical "Twitter" to warn other nearby acadias;)
The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom. - Isaac Asimov
if you lose your wallet, you have an 88% chance of it's return if you have a photo of a smiling baby.
thorny acacia trees produces a toxin that turns into pig swill when insects start feeding too greedily. they even give out an odour like a chemical "Twitter" to warn other nearby acadias;)
The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom. - Isaac Asimov
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
iambic pentameter
re-learning:
in poetry, a line of verse containing five metrical feet. In English verse, in which pentameter has been the predominant metre since the 16th century, the preferred foot is the iamb—i.e., an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed one, represented in scansion as ˘ ´.
Geoffrey Chaucer employed iambic pentameter in The Canterbury Tales as early as the 14th century, although without the regularity that is found later in the heroic couplets of John Dryden and Alexander Pope. Most English sonnets have been written in iambic pentameter, as in this example from Shakespeare:
so long as men can breathe and eyes can see,
so long lives this and this gives life to thee.
(sonnet 18)
in poetry, a line of verse containing five metrical feet. In English verse, in which pentameter has been the predominant metre since the 16th century, the preferred foot is the iamb—i.e., an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed one, represented in scansion as ˘ ´.
Geoffrey Chaucer employed iambic pentameter in The Canterbury Tales as early as the 14th century, although without the regularity that is found later in the heroic couplets of John Dryden and Alexander Pope. Most English sonnets have been written in iambic pentameter, as in this example from Shakespeare:
so long as men can breathe and eyes can see,
so long lives this and this gives life to thee.
(sonnet 18)
Monday, February 01, 2010
in the moment
do you know what the name of the medical tool that can only be used by your left hand?
i'm curious on what it is, why it is so. please tell me.
today i experience a very pure moment.
i was listening to the author Ian Brown on CBC radio. "The Boy in the Moon" is about his disable son and his journey and realizations.
Walker Brown is his son that was born with CFC or cardiofacio-cutaneous syndrome; CFC is a genetic mutation that affects about 100 people worldwide. CFC is so rare it’s called “an orphan syndrome” because, as Brown explains, “it seems to come from nowhere.”
“Sometimes watching Walker is like looking at the moon,” writes Brown by way of introducing his son in his opening chapter. “You see the face of the man in the moon, yet you know there’s actually no man there.”
It’s a terrible conclusion to have to reach. But then Brown goes on: “(I)f Walker is so insubstantial, why does he feel so important? What is he trying to show me? All I really want to know is what goes on inside his off-shaped head, in his jumped-up heart. But every time I ask, he somehow persuades me to look into my own.”
I was touched by his incredible love and humanity. We are all so caught up with the ugliness of world events, the shallow and superficialness of daily news and Hollywood mimicry; i forget sometimes that there are many many amazing, genuine, intelligent and beautiful compassionate people.
we will always be searching for why certain things happen, but there is joy and bliss to the most mundane of human experiences.
i'm curious on what it is, why it is so. please tell me.
today i experience a very pure moment.
i was listening to the author Ian Brown on CBC radio. "The Boy in the Moon" is about his disable son and his journey and realizations.
Walker Brown is his son that was born with CFC or cardiofacio-cutaneous syndrome; CFC is a genetic mutation that affects about 100 people worldwide. CFC is so rare it’s called “an orphan syndrome” because, as Brown explains, “it seems to come from nowhere.”
“Sometimes watching Walker is like looking at the moon,” writes Brown by way of introducing his son in his opening chapter. “You see the face of the man in the moon, yet you know there’s actually no man there.”
It’s a terrible conclusion to have to reach. But then Brown goes on: “(I)f Walker is so insubstantial, why does he feel so important? What is he trying to show me? All I really want to know is what goes on inside his off-shaped head, in his jumped-up heart. But every time I ask, he somehow persuades me to look into my own.”
I was touched by his incredible love and humanity. We are all so caught up with the ugliness of world events, the shallow and superficialness of daily news and Hollywood mimicry; i forget sometimes that there are many many amazing, genuine, intelligent and beautiful compassionate people.
we will always be searching for why certain things happen, but there is joy and bliss to the most mundane of human experiences.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
the union of elements
a window opened and i took a breath in
it was exhilarating and exhausting all in one.
i now have moments to explore for a definite time
many say to live in each moment and i try.
the mind is so crowded, it is difficult to hold the spectacular
and truly see it for all it's splendor.
so i learn backward as a child knows
that simply being, is in itself sublime.
a window opened for brand new eyes
it is the miracle that we all take for granted.
i am awe struck again and this moment i can embrace
life in it's spirit and that moment of now.
this wonder and hope is humanity's solace
in contrast to plastic and rapacity.
the power of pure intent is not a fleeting trait
it holds the key of greatness.
the union of elements manifest
on each simple instance of selfless giving.
it was exhilarating and exhausting all in one.
i now have moments to explore for a definite time
many say to live in each moment and i try.
the mind is so crowded, it is difficult to hold the spectacular
and truly see it for all it's splendor.
so i learn backward as a child knows
that simply being, is in itself sublime.
a window opened for brand new eyes
it is the miracle that we all take for granted.
i am awe struck again and this moment i can embrace
life in it's spirit and that moment of now.
this wonder and hope is humanity's solace
in contrast to plastic and rapacity.
the power of pure intent is not a fleeting trait
it holds the key of greatness.
the union of elements manifest
on each simple instance of selfless giving.
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
of life in 2010
let's see how many blogs i purge this year...
well we got off on a great start with a new year gathering.
ashti had a one-day vomit session.
ambrey has decided she would like to join the basketball team.
so that is 4 days of soccer, two days of basketball - yay, one free day.
elex has discovered her vocal cords and practices one note singing at night between one to six am.
i have lost all my music on my iPhone as dan has done some new year's re-organizing.
i'm sure i won't lose my mind in 2010, i'll be too busy doing something that will be interesting to someone.
well we got off on a great start with a new year gathering.
ashti had a one-day vomit session.
ambrey has decided she would like to join the basketball team.
so that is 4 days of soccer, two days of basketball - yay, one free day.
elex has discovered her vocal cords and practices one note singing at night between one to six am.
i have lost all my music on my iPhone as dan has done some new year's re-organizing.
i'm sure i won't lose my mind in 2010, i'll be too busy doing something that will be interesting to someone.
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