Thursday, June 25, 2009

Summer Solstice Connection

10 - 03 - 2011

"Oh, what a catastrophe . . . when we cut ourselves . . . off
from the rhythm of the year,
from our unison with the sun and the earth.
Oh, what a catastrophe, what a maiming of love
when it was a personal, merely personal feeling,
taken away from the rising and the setting of the sun,
and cut off from the magic connection
of the solstice and the equinox!"
~ D. H. Lawrence ~

09 - 13 - 2012

I can only hope that D. H. Lawrence will not mind that I have edited out the sexist language of the above passage for an inclusive version which does not sound insipid or detract from his original. Suffragettes forever!

3 comments:

  1. Jan said . . .

    I love this idea of "always looking for the intersection of the quotidian and the artistic." LOVE it! And I do like that you edited DH to be more inclusive!

    Are you planning to continue both this blog and the other one I've been reading? And in this blog you mention "other blogs." Are there more than two? You are busy--and you really are creating visually appealing pages. I love the talisman bike.

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  2. This thought seems related (I haven't pinpointed the source yet):

    "The Universe seeks balance. Equilibrium is the only state that does not result in inevitable destruction.

    Seek balance in your relations with others. If you desire the attention of someone who ignores you, understand that they are acting in accordance with their priorities. This does not make them evil, but it does make them a poor choice for emotional attachment.

    Value yourself; do not seek affirmation from those who do not value you. If someone is 'too busy' to reach out to you for weeks or months at a time, they are simply demonstrating that they concluded everything they did during that time was more important than connecting with you.

    Life gives us the freedom to make these choices; make the choice to make yourself important enough not to be imprisoned by the desire for what you can't have. Incompatibility is not rejection; it is correction. Live correctly."

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  3. QUEEN BEE
    sung Barbra Streisand
    in A STAR IS BORN (1976 version)

    The black, black widow is sittin' in the middle of the web
    It's the fly she seeks
    You may be her lover but you never will recover
    'Cause she ain't had a bite for weeks
    You think your the same, 'cause you got the same name
    But the widow has a mobile home
    Remember what I told you, she got eight arms to hold you
    And she's never gonna let your roam

    She'll tuck in your head,
    then she'll wrap you as a midnight snack
    So if you see a spider, don't you slide up beside her
    Why'd you think the widow's wearin' black?

    Queen bee, baby
    Pray that you may be left on your own, uh huh
    Nothin' she'll give you, gonna outlive you
    But the queen bee's never gonna be alone

    Long before Atlantis there has been a praying mantis
    And you knows why he's on his knees
    He may have religion but but he's just a sittin' pigeon
    If a woman even starts to tease
    He won't even quibble
    if she has a little nibble on his neck,
    what a way to go
    And now you done and torn it!
    You been messin' with a hornet
    She's a blue-blood wasp, you know

    And just as you do it
    She'll inject you with a fluid
    that you ain't even got but none
    You're the meat on the plate, not even first rate
    She's gonna feed you to her seventh son
    Just like the Queen bee, baby
    Pray that you may be left on your own, uh huh
    Nothin' she'll give you, gonna outlive you
    But the queen bee's never gonna be alone

    The queen bee's story, is the power and the glory
    Of the women who have ruled alone
    Little Nefertiti used to consummate a treaty
    In the bed as much as on the throne
    Everyone was urgin' Queen Elizabeth the virgin,
    Just to try a man but she'd refuse.
    Queen Isabella was the one who said
    This fella named Columbus ought to take a cruise
    Didn't Cleopatra try to gratify and satisfy
    The men she held within the grasp?
    The pyramids where shakin'
    from the peace that she was makin'
    But she ended with a stupid asp
    The queen bee, no way,
    and even tho' they think they're the kings
    (egotistical things)
    Who are they foolin'? Playin' at rulin'
    It's the queen behind the scene who pulls the strings

    So, in conclusion, it's an optical illusion
    If you think that we're the weaker race
    Men got the muscle, but the ladies got the hustle
    And the truth is staring in your face
    The mother bear stalks, and the queen of the hawks
    Is the one who brings home the bread.
    The lion that is regal, and the bald headed eagle
    Need a woman just to keep them fed

    But come the evenin', we're like Adam and his Eve,
    Inside the garden. Hear the serpent's song?
    It's so frustratin', when you're really into martin'
    And there ain't a lovin' man around
    Whoever wrote this story
    Throw out the glory
    Bring in the men (give me them and I'll swing)
    Write me a sequel
    Give me an equal
    And I'll give that man
    I'm gonna give that lovin' man
    I said I'm gonna give that lovin' man
    I'm gonna give him that lovin' sting! Zap!

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYClk5V7n4M&fbclid=IwAR2p49_uD9whBrweZ2vz_Hf52McaRNpW1NWoVq0tTo9sIus1Pks3SS3MhJo

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