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Saturday, April 3, 2004

Madison in the Spring

I've been feeling quite sad about Audrey's situation. Everyone should be glad that she didn't end up committing suicide. Perhaps the pattern of her life had become too much for her to handle, and for the case of inventing her own abduction - at least she has an imagination. That is still far better than committing suicide.

The police and other officials were just doing their jobs and doing them well. They should be commended for not falsely booking some innocent bystander because they looked like the suspect.

I'm very sickened by all of the self righteous people who at first wanted to help find Audrey but later turned into an angry mob. You all remind me of the angry torch bearing and pitchfork carrying peasants from Mary Shelly's Frankenstein. Take a look in the mirror if you want to see a true monster! Did you really want to help someone in trouble or did you see yourself finding your own 15 min. of fame if you happened to find an abducted woman?

I feel very bad for you Audrey and I hope you can come to terms with your mental difficulties and find the courage to continue living your life.

Posted by Stan on 04/03/04@06:59 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

'She robbed us Wisconsin Taxpayers!'

Is the pathetic cry I have been reading in forums and seeing on the local news. She is Audrey Seiler, the girl who was reportedly abducted right here in Madison. It later turned out to be false...there was no abductor. Audrey was found several days later in a marsh, alive, cold, achey and a bit disoriented. Audrey is obviously having some severe emotional problems.

When the threat to her life was still thought to be real, people set out to look for her. The police were just doing their jobs. Others volunteered. No one asked them--they volunteered. Volunteering has no guarantees. How could some feel 'ripped off' later when the non-abducted Audrey turned up later? Shouldn't they be happy she was not raped or beaten or worse? Shouldn't all us Madison residents be glad there's no boogey man on the loose, abducting young women? Did all they care about is their own hero status, that maybe THEY could have been the one to discover the evil abductor and rescue Audrey the Damsel in Disress, that they could turn Dudley Do-Right for a Day?

That they feel their status as Wisconsin Taxpayers is so threatened by one troubled young woman, it just goes to show how damn easy they all have it. This is the worse that has happened? That instead of turning up a crazed knife and gun weilding sadist/rapist, they turn up a troubled 20-year-old student who is probably cracking under the pressure of student life? This is awful? This witch should therefore be lynched!?

These people must never had had anything bad happen to them. They were probably too stupid to comprehend the pressures of being a good student, and if they were ever students, they probably just drank themselves into moronic oblivion from any stress they suffered. Raising hell on State Street in a loud drunken stupor and breaking windows...good stress relief. Disappearing into a swamp for a few days and lying about an abductor (that maybe she *really did see inside her head*)...bad stress relief.

No, Audrey may be having some severe emotional problems, but the mad ones, the crazy ones, are the ones who have come out like peasants with pitchforks crying for her bloodmoney to 'pay back the Wisconsin Taxpayers.'

Are the few cents that it cost you, Wisconsin Taxpayer, worth it? Is this how shallow your life is? How petty. You spoiled little brats with nothing better to do than raise a hullaballoo about how this is hurting your pocketbook. You sicken me.

Posted by Ann on 04/03/04@06:31 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Friday, April 2, 2004

DREAM: House Gone

I dreamt that I looked out my house and something seemed different across the street. The houses seemed out of order or something. Then I realized the house directly across the street from us, the house where the old man lives, was gone. Levelled. All that was left was a foundation slab of sorts (even though there would in actuality be a basement left). It was as if some construction crew just removed it, but I was baffled because I hadn't heard any commotion or anything. It was just gone. Stan and I walked over and looked at what was left. There was some debris, like old wood. It looked in bad shape, and we figured that the old guy had died or had been committed to a nursing home and the house was in such bad shape that it wasn't worth saving or restoring. I'm sure the house is pretty much a mess inside, but I would think it would also probably be pretty pure as far as original design goes, unlike ours that has several generations of "mid-century updates" in certain areas of the house.

That house gives me the creeps, really. I've had lots of scary dreams about it, where there are a bunch of people living in there and they can see into our house.

Posted by Ann on 04/02/04@12:18 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Wednesday, March 31, 2004

April 1st

This work called, Cabalistic Pink Floyd Tarot is written to honor the always fateful passing of every March.

Listening to THE MADCAP LAUGHS by the 11th path, which is the Zero key and represents The Fool card.

Hear the sound E natural and see the color bright pale yellow. Here the soul encounters the spirit of the Silent Child Spirit of the Unknowable Darkness of Cosmos that Shines Through it's Unending Time and Space who is the scintillating intelligence because it is the final veil between the soul and the cause of causes. The Silent Child Spirit is the unknowable darkness underlining all desires which the soul had needed to attain an incarnate form. This androgynous child, holding a wolf on a leash, is the destroyer of all creation and returns the soul to it's original state which it was in before it entered the path of becoming incarnate in the material world. When thinking of The Fool card meditate on these lyrics: 'just searching - you even try, I can make you smile. If it's there will you go there too? When I live I die.'

Posted by Stan on 03/31/04@08:15 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

more vaccuous babbling

Isn't it amazing how you can live with someone for over 20 years and not be tired of them? Everyone else seems like post-slumber party from're all enthusiastic about the slumber party early in the night and having fun, but by the middle of the following morning you're so tired of them, and tired in general, and just want to go home and be by yourself. I guess some people have personalities that can grate on your nerves. It's amazing Stan and I don't grate on eachother's nerves. It's amazing we found eachother. We can get different interests and directions but we can still grow with eachother in those rather than apart. And it's amazing how much we have in common, how many things we find that we both take interest in together.

My zeelver arrived! The guy didn't even knock, just left it in the back door. I could've been here all morning if I didn't get the crazy idea to check...

Posted by Ann on 03/31/04@09:14 AM CST ..::Link::..A Whisper Inside.

DREAM: Wrong Floyd. And vacuous babbling as I wait for my zeelver.

I dreamt I had a sexual dream with Nick Mason! (circa Live at Pompeii) Ha ha ha ha! I felt really guilty because I wanted it to be with Roger Waters! It was rather funny. Can't remember much of the dream though, just that I had it.

Have no idea what happened there...some glitch, some early April Fool's Joke. Nick was rather cute...not that I liike facial hair, but he did look good in the handlebar moustache. (Roger was the only one of the Floyds not to do the facial hair thing).

Anyway, I'm sitting here watching morning news waiting for my zeelver to arrive. I imported a bunch of silver bali beads direct from Indonesia. I've become an importer...maybe an exporter. We'll see. They give you this FedEx tracking number to watch it online as it arrives at its various destination. Last night it was still in Jakarta...but now it's on the Madison delivery truck. Amazing how fast package processing is. I can't go upstairs and work because delivery people inevitably NEVER ring the bell, and when they do, they don't allow for people to actually GET to the door. Which means they take the package with them and then I have to make a special trip to FedEx hdqrtrs. So I'm doing a grandma thing and waiting for the mailman to arrive. My grandmother did that. She'd just sit in the front porch and wait for the mailman to come. I can't imagine being that bored.

Posted by Ann on 03/31/04@08:55 AM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Tuesday, March 30, 2004

March 31st

This work called, Cabalistic Pink Floyd Tarot is written to honor the thirty-first day of March.

Listening to ANIMALS by the 12th path and according to the planet Mercury, which is the 1st key and represents The Magician card.

Hear the sound E natural and see the color yellow. Here the soul encounters the Magus of the Power of Heaven who is the transparency intelligence because he is the source of all visions which emanate from heaven. This is the house of one spirit that encloses any soul who is not returning to the incarnate world. The soul has entered the last outpost on the its journey before its eternal intellect is reabsorbs into the realm of all eternal things. The Magus of the Power of Heaven transmits the divine word of the first sound to the soul as it passes through this path. The divine vision that transmits the word of heaven and the word itself transmitted all at once to the soul as it passes on this path back to the soul's true source and home. The soul realizes its vision of the secret word of heaven and it's utterance is the end of all cause and effect from our animal enclosures in the incarnate world. When thinking of The Magician card meditate on these lyrics: 'I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen; things are not what they seem.'

Posted by Stan on 03/30/04@08:41 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

This morning DREAM started out lighthearted enough...

I was working for or with some guy (average middle-aged, average height, dark hair, balding, a little on the heavy one I know or know of) in a professional manner (I guess I was doing some graphics for him or something) and he was putting together a scripted TV commercial. It was very low budget, so he was getting people he was working with to act in the commercial. He cast me as a 'Flo'-type waitress (like from that bad 70s show, 'Alice')--I can't think of worse casting, personally, but I was happy to help him, and excited about my first acting role, even though I wouldn't be paid for it. I wanted to get into character, but was having a problem with my hair as I didn't know how to fix it in that silly upswept style. The man directed me to some woman he was working with who knew how to style hair. She started working on my hair, putting it in tight curls with bobbypins. As she worked on me, I asked her, 'this is a temporary style, isn't it?' She smiled, but didn't answer specifically. I sure hoped it was a temporary style. After she was done, she told me to wait 5 minutes with a towel on my head. After 5 minutes, I took the towel off. It wasn't what I had wasn't a 'Flo' style, but instead it was lightened, and worse, my bangs had been cut. I didn't want bangs, I wanted to keep my hair long. And not only were my bangs cut, but my hair was short on top too. And not only was it short on was also short...on the sides.

She had cut my hair into a mullett!!!! I started screaming...'She cut my hair into a mullett!!! I wanted to sue her for cutting my hair into a mullett. I woke up and as I was coming out of sleep, I could feel my legs thrashing and I was breathing heavily as I thrashed my body from side to side.

Mullett Nightmare!

Posted by Ann on 03/30/04@09:54 AM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Monday, March 29, 2004

March 30th

This work called, Cabalistic Pink Floyd Tarot is written to honor the thirtieth day of March.

Listening to THE WALL by the 13th path and according to the Sphere of the Moon, which is the 2nd key and represents The High Priestess card.

Hear the sound G sharp and see the color blue. Here the soul encounters the Princess of the Silver Star who is the uniting intelligence because she is the consummation of all pure truth which can only be invested in spiritual, divine and eternal things. The crescent silver moon is hers and from her arises the wheel of the law, without which no life in the cosmos would ever be possible. In this veil the soul is in the presence of the eyes that look, but these eyes themselves can never be seen. The soul is emerged in the water of pure unconsciousness and there are no more illusions in this beautiful realm. The soul is clothed in the light which lives before the abyss and is more brilliant than all of the suns of the cosmos. On this path the crystalline reality of all understand in the soul's knowledge, which is incorruptible in the material world, comes back into full view. The Princess of the Silver Star is the one source from where the divine water, fire, air and earth of heaven originate. She tears the entire wall of mortality down as the soul returns to it's true home and source among eternal things. When thinking of the The High Priestess card meditate on these lyrics: 'But, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fears, so I sentence you to be exposed before your peers. Tear down the wall.'

Posted by Stan on 03/29/04@07:27 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Sunday, March 28, 2004

March 29th

This work called, Cabalistic Pink Floyd Tarot is written to honor the twenty-ninth day of March.

Listening to WISH YOU WERE HERE by the 14th path and according to the planet Venus, which is the 3rd key and represents The Empress card.

Hear the sound F sharp and see the color emerald green. Here the soul encounters the Daughter of the Forces of Heaven and Earth who is the gate of heaven, and the illuminating intelligence concealing the foundation of holiness from all incarnate life. the soul is in incubation in the universal womb of heaven. On this path the soul's interest for creating anything in the realm of the incarnate world is taken away. The creative life is part of living in the carnal realm, and all things enter the material world in the form of procreation. Every soul that enters the material realm passes through the gate of heaven and she is the mother of all living beings. The Daughter of the Forces of Heaven and Earth illuminates the material world with the presence of immortal souls who enter the material world through her. However, going the other way on this path the soul passes through this veil where the soul is born into a new level of consciousness, and clothed with light. When thinking of the The Empress card meditate on these lyrics: 'Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine.'

Posted by Stan on 03/28/04@08:55 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?
By Stan @ 06:59 PM CST:04:03:04 ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?