tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89200686126568075182024-02-18T22:46:42.298-08:00. Back talkin' with Bonita .bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.comBlogger392125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-60039176690856796802011-03-21T21:17:00.000-07:002011-03-21T21:17:53.216-07:00someday soon-there are three versions of this song, lyrics switched up ever so subtle that make all the fucking difference. i just love the sheer dreariness- the drag, the unknown point made. The feeling is felt.<br />
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Someday soon, someday soon<br />
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Familiar freaks will fill your living room<br />
Rugs lash out with their lizard tongues, you’re not getting young<br />
You’re not getting young<br />
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And I hate to remind you but you’re going to die<br />
All by yourself in the infancy’s lie<br />
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Someday soon, someday soon<br />
Television bleeding like a harvest moon<br />
Flush the scissors down the hole, you’re getting old<br />
You’re getting old<br />
<br />
<br />
And I hate to remind you but you’re going to die<br />
And you’re going to be needing all of your lies<br />
You’ll be all alone when the cannibal’s cry<br />
All by yourself in the infancy’s lie<br />
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Someday soon, someday soon<br />
Someday soon, someday soon<br />
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+bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-34123299266251218812011-03-15T20:44:00.000-07:002011-03-15T20:45:46.699-07:00"i want a rannnnge life"Gone to shoot the shit with the ol' man for the past few weekends.<br />
Nothing but good times:<br />
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+ family reminiscing<br />
+ wellie's new home<br />
+ fresh made beefy jerky skinned from a deer.<br />
+ twizzlers<br />
+ 'blue mountain beers'<br />
+ monopoly<br />
+ spades<br />
+ science/nature talks<br />
+ old photos<br />
+ coffee on the porch<br />
+ deer spotting<br />
+ getting stuck in the mudd<br />
+ overalls<br />
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Some roads that you take<br />
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Some bonds we'll choose to break<br />
I swore I'd no long be the pallbearer<br />
But I carried you to bed<br />
So you could rest your head<br />
You were taking off a load, heavy drinking<br />
The world it carries on<br />
Your memories and song<br />
And your pictures on my wall, are not forgotten<br />
There was hymns that came from mouths<br />
That turned crosses upside down<br />
But it came through their teeth with great ease<br />
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<br />
And all are bobbing heads in sync<br />
And all have got a lot on their minds to think about<br />
But you carry on in pictures and in song<br />
And the unmade be you slept in <br />
Where I laid you down to rest one last time<br />
Goodbye, dear friend, Goodbye, dear friend<br />
<br />
Some stories break your heart<br />
And some with such applaud<br />
Buried deep inside, where it's ok to cry<br />
Some boy's won't shed a tear<br />
Oh, but I tell it like this here<br />
It can break down and get me where it hurts the most<br />
<br />
And all are bobbing heads in sync<br />
And all have got a lot on their minds to think about<br />
But you carry on in pictures and in song<br />
And the unmade be you slept in <br />
Where I laid you down to rest one last time<br />
Goodbye, dear friend, Goodbye, dear friend<br />
<br />
But you carry on in pictures and in song<br />
And the unmade be you slept in <br />
Where I laid you down to rest one last time<br />
Goodbye, dear friend, Goodbye, dear friend<br />
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+ Miss you everyday and more gramps.bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-23919762555090538842011-03-04T11:42:00.000-08:002011-03-04T11:42:54.041-08:00television bleeding, harvest moon-Last Friday I got tattooed-<br />
On my left shoulder cap i got a Harvest Moon.<br />
a De(e)ar friend Gia did it, in her new Brooklyn sunny studio apartment.<br />
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A Harvest Moon?<br />
Yes.<br />
If you are an up to date reader you should know...<br />
1.) I love anything involving : sun, stars and moons. (harvest being a favorite)<br />
2.) I am rebuilding a relationship with my father (science teacher)<br />
3.) I have vivid memories of my father and grandfather always singing "Harvest Moon" - Niel young<br />
4.) Easily a favorite song.<br />
5.) Within the tattoo and the moon's cravats is an outline of a female, which I like to think represents <br />
my spirit.<br />
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Here are shitty photos that serves the art no justice:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>She is still healing, in fact there are still dry patches. Red is a bitch to heal, and quite itchier than normal.<br />
I also have deep olive skin, which is why I had to go more red than orange. I am waiting for it to fully heal,<br />
to decide if i want more shading of another tone of orange/red to be added and/or a filler around<br />
the actual moon. I haven't decided yet, I currently love as is. I do love the reactions I have gotten. Some don't see the female as quickly- for it blends in with the contrast of the moon's surface. I've had people trace the outline to finally see, hey there's a lady! She's a meaningful addition and will go hand in hand with the present idea for my right shoulder. I am done for now with tattoo's. This will be my fifth. I used to think I wanted a sleeve, but as time grew- I too sheaded away from that idea. I'm currently diggin' the more hidden idea of tattoos, separate from the rest. And there you have it; my two moons. Get my corny ass joke?! hars!<br />
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+bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-71173862262157302332011-03-02T20:24:00.000-08:002011-03-02T20:24:51.814-08:00owner of a (broken) haircut:owner of a (broken<3) haircut: is really what i mean but HTML won't let me. but solve my riddle.<br />
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<br />
today i got a haircut. No, a literal <em>haircut. with layers.</em><br />
if you know me at all, you first hand know- i don't get my haircut and in the off sense i DO, (usually occurring every 3 years) it never makes a difference. But today....i got a haircut? and to be honest it still, <strong>never made a difference</strong>. In fact now, i feel like an idiot with a haircut. Haircuts are stupid and make you have false assumptions on people you<em> think</em> are cool. The act of getting our hair done is so belittling. We've created yet another mindless judgement system off of something so dumb as a....follicle. I feel like this could be an episode of a children's comic book lesson. <em>BECAUSE I'M A COMIC BOOK KID!</em><br />
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However, my hair does feel and look healthy, and i get that stance. It still is stupid. How(how)ever,<br />
my gal, Rebecca (not bootin' ya yet) did a good job! So, if you think i'm an idiot- go get did by her at Supercuts, in the ton. She'll be one shoulder shruggin to the tunes while yelling "I quit!".<br />
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And well, it would only be right if i end it with a current hit-<br />
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<em>"Some of the biggest mistakes in my life have been haircuts."</em><br />
<strong>- Jim Morrison</strong>bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-63685849724896516102011-02-17T21:51:00.000-08:002011-02-17T21:51:00.755-08:00love.<iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/7733651" width="400"></iframe><br />
<a href="http://vimeo.com/7733651">Casey proposes to Amy</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/osipictures">One Small Instrument Pictures</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-723464138749651342011-02-13T16:01:00.000-08:002011-02-13T16:01:33.722-08:00Message Recieved+Why did you not tell me you had a blog? :D <br />
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<br />
Almost two years running and I did not know this? This was a big surprise to me because I didn't even know you were capable of doing what you were doing. And here we are talking about which direction you want to take!<br />
<br />
I took a good look at it. Oh yeah. A real good look at it. You jump around from music, poetry, personal thoughts, visual, everything. And what you talk about and how you put it all together was how I used to do it back at the Stony Brook Press and Myspace. Reminding me of how I used to do and where I was at.<br />
<br />
You even take it a step further and show yrself going to all these shows and parties and get-togethers. Not in a forced FB way but in a more trendy, hotter, drop-it-like-it's-shit-hot experience.<br />
<br />
Because of this, you're the most diverse female friend I know/have. Being diverse is a BIG fucking plus on the island full of clones, wanna-be's, robots, and dolls.<br />
<br />
What REALLY bothers me about yr blog (and the only thing) is that I hardly see people commenting or saying shit about it. <br />
<br />
I have so many ideas for a blog/site and my ass is being kicked. I really need to jump on a quick! <br />
Keep it going!<br />
<br />
On another note, did you take in anything I sent you the last time? <br />
<br />
<br />
+ <br />
vmfx left this in my inbox.<br />
An instant warm exposure. A man of great literature, knowledge and wisdom. <br />
A man with an ear and a mouthful of music. If you have returned, Thanks-<br />
i really appericate the feedback and the intrest. Also, sorry. I'm terrible<br />
with the other emails, I will reply! :)bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-25891139666904207602011-02-08T12:13:00.000-08:002011-02-08T12:13:04.188-08:00Sample(d) Love<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h1l4pDXbkic" title="YouTube video player" width="480"></iframe><br />
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+bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-65591376175816929262011-02-07T09:29:00.000-08:002011-02-07T14:24:04.889-08:00Me time:t<strong>aking the time off from:</strong><br />
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. poor food<br />
. facebook<br />
. useage of my cell phone<br />
. going out<br />
. the useage of my car<br />
. spending money<br />
. humans<br />
. cleared my cell phone out of people i dont share a life with anymore<br />
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<br />
<br />
<strong>starting up:</strong><br />
<br />
. body detox<br />
. continue reading<br />
. coconut water again<br />
. cottage Cheese<br />
. morning runs<br />
. set bedside mode<br />
. preparing for warm weather<br />
<br />
+ i haven't checked myself in a while, the time is now.<br />
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if you made it thus far, use your resources to find me. +bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-86744820533288177582011-02-06T19:07:00.000-08:002011-02-06T19:07:26.987-08:00eyesclosed xx.And she doesn't know; he doesn't know-<br />
but there are those that do.<br />
and in between the two:<br />
are the rings they drew.<br />
drawn together.<br />
torn together.<br />
the rings: beneath the eyes that don't see<br />
but show the deapth their in.<br />
and in your head it's never what it seems;<br />
and in your head you make a scene.<br />
SETTLE DOWN THAT PRETTY LITTLE HEAD OF YOURS.<br />
we all become sinners at night.bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-12395345745966295772011-02-01T22:50:00.000-08:002011-02-02T11:51:41.158-08:00(MMM)Morrison-I often look up/read Jim Morrison's words/lyrics because i have so many rare/different versions of songs. I wanted to look up a versions of <strong>"Back Door Man"</strong> off <strong>The Complete Matrix Club Tapes.</strong> While googling, I stumbled on this article of someone who googled <em>"What is a back door man?"</em> I then read through the entire article, including the comments. Some of it made me laugh. One line stood out to me, "However, if there's anything I've learned with age, it is to <em>not always trust in the obvious."</em> Cheers! +<br />
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<a href="http://www.bernzilla.com/item.php?id=53">http://www.bernzilla.com/item.php?id=53</a><br />
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The article basically displays three ways that others are led to believing what the blues term of <strong>"Back Door Man"</strong> really means/stands for:<br />
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1. Referring to a man having an affair with a married woman, and presumably comes and goes through the back door of her house. <br />
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2. On a literal stance: Having Anal Sex. "When Morrison and Plant were around, anal sex was even more taboo than it is today, and society was even more likely to blow its top (no pun intended) when someone mentioned anal sex."<br />
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3. 'Back door' is in the way of SNEAKING into concerts, usually the "back door man" helps to get another in. "Sneaking" and "Back door" on two different meanings, joining as one.<br />
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As a Major doors fan there’s just too many references throughout several songs that led us to believe it only means one thing. The Affair stance. My case in point brings me to the song "The Spy." The version of this song Live At The Boston Arena, Morrison adds on how his woman’s been bad, he's seen her with another man.<strong>" Even without that clip, the song alone talks about "know knowing deepest secret fears, I'm a spy, I can see, what you do, and I know."</strong> If you know Morrison, you know his ways. Wild. <br />
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That's one way I believe it's just a reference to having an affair, sneaking out the back, and being Morrison. The second reasoning is mentioned in the article. In the song <strong>"Back Door Man"</strong>, when Morrison sings out: <strong> "You men eat your dinner. Eat your pork and beans. I eat more chicken any man ever seen", </strong>it shows that the wife is feeding him better than her own husband. - As mentioned. <strong>"I'm a back door man, The men don't know, But the little girl understand"</strong> Sure, I don't doubt it was meaning and being the anal aspect as well, being it was the 60's and it was Jim. But after all, Jim Morrison is <em>all for words!</em><br />
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</div>+bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-52100291194813868312011-01-31T21:20:00.000-08:002011-01-31T21:20:11.138-08:00you wanna be here-[k]<br />
kristofferson<br />
joe lee<br />
sycko<br />
dirt<br />
cinematic<br />
moon<br />
s.kudsen<br />
noreen<br />
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are my best conversationalist's.bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-35634194620592350472011-01-29T12:22:00.000-08:002011-01-29T12:22:46.263-08:00Library.type these words into your itunes library and name the first song that appears. <br />
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Happy: Best Coast - "Happy"<br />
Sad: Le Loup - "Saddle Mountian"<br />
Love: The Avett Brothers - "I and Love and You"<br />
Hate: The Stokes - "Between Love and Hate"<br />
Light: The Black Keys - "When the lights go out"<br />
Dark: BLANK!<br />
Good: The Doors - " We could be so good together"<br />
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Bad: Built to Spill - "Bad Light"<br />
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Smile: Lilly Allen - "Smile"<br />
Cry: The Doors- "The Crystal Ship"<br />
Girl: Animal Collective- "My Girls"<br />
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Boy: Iron & Wine- "Boy with a coin"bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-48944721414281438702011-01-29T09:06:00.000-08:002011-01-29T09:06:07.172-08:00Morning Messages:At 4:45am I cam home Friday night to this: from [k]<br />
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Crazy Carl</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">P.S. - I hope you love me back. I have a beard.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">i also receive another a message on good ol' facebook from a stranger</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">around the same time:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"I read your philosophy on death, that was an interesting way you thought of it"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">+</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Don't let me die in an automobile</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wanna lie in an open field</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Want the snakes to suck my skin</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Want the worms to be my friends</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Want the birds to eat my eyes</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...As here I lie</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The clouds fly by </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">+</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Amazing, Start to Finish</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lizard King.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Way ahead of us all.bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-81946488381449625352011-01-26T20:32:00.000-08:002011-01-26T20:32:39.567-08:00at night we give ourselves to the moonyour stranger like touch;<br />
one whiskey like glow that could out shine the moon-<br />
at high noon it will no longer matter.<br />
those ungodly things-<br />
mark my body as a home.<br />
i keep you around my finger;<br />
like a rubber band to a thought.<br />
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+bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-54228797585004032492011-01-26T11:11:00.000-08:002011-01-26T11:11:40.577-08:00Double D's aren't always great.Distance is Depressing.<br />
I miss you (haha i ment to write 'so') many friends.<br />
Each day, I am over Long Island. hmph.<br />
I just want the snow to go away so i can go home.<br />
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+bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-63601049836304685942011-01-24T19:31:00.001-08:002011-01-24T19:31:34.791-08:00I made one-<a href="http://www.last.fm/user/AnonymousAries">http://www.last.fm/user/AnonymousAries</a><br />
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it's only with one of my hard drives stored with Music.<br />
Do add, Do share, Do enjoy!bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-10670815904318420952011-01-24T15:42:00.000-08:002011-01-24T15:43:36.738-08:00Grace & Tucker.<iframe frameborder="0" height="225" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18228134" width="400"></iframe><br />
<a href="http://vimeo.com/18228134">Meatloaf Night</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/gracemanalo">Grace Manalo</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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This is Grace and her man Tucker.<br />
I adore them dearly.<br />
Just look!<br />
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Grace is over in Delaware, I really miss her.<br />
She made a few viedos on her blogspot and <br />
they left me with a huge smile and a warm heart.<br />
Happy for her.<br />
Nice Meatloaf lady!<br />
Come home soon!<br />
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<a href="http://gracemanalo.blogspot.com/">http://gracemanalo.blogspot.com/</a><br />
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+bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-7098407230049318562011-01-22T21:15:00.000-08:002011-01-22T21:15:00.643-08:00Incense and Their Uses:<strong>Blue Berry -</strong> Burn to keep unwanted influences away from your home and property <br />
<strong>Blue Roses -</strong> Specially crafted to honour the Goddess in all her aspects<br />
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<strong>Carnations -</strong> A sweet floral scent traditionally used for healing<br />
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<strong>Cherry - </strong>Sacred to Venus, this blend will attract and stimulate love<br />
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<strong>Cinnamon -</strong> Use to gain wealth and success<br />
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<strong>Coconut -</strong> Burn for protection and purification<br />
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<strong>Copal -</strong> Sacred to the Mayan and Aztecs, this blend is suitable for honouring the Gods<br />
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<strong>Frangiapani -</strong> Burn to brighten your home with friendship and love<br />
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<strong>Frankincense -</strong> Draw upon the energy of the sun to create sacred space, consecrate objects, and stimulate positive vibrations<br />
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<strong>Honeysuckle </strong>- Burn for good health, luck, and psychic power<br />
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<strong>Jasmine -</strong> For luck in general, especially in matters relating to love<br />
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<strong>Lotus -</strong> For inner peace and outer harmony, to aid in meditation and open the mind’s eye<br />
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<strong>Musk </strong>- Burn for courage and vitality, or to highten sensual passion<br />
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<strong>Myrrh -</strong> An ancient incense for protection, healing, purification and spirituality<br />
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<strong>Passionflower -</strong> For peace of mind, this sweet scent will soothe troubles and aid in sleep<br />
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<strong>Patchouli Patchouli -</strong> An earthy scent used in money and attraction spells<br />
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<strong>Pine -</strong> Burn for strength, and to reverse negative energies<br />
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<strong>Rose -</strong> For love magick, and to return calm energies to the home<br />
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<strong>Sandalwood -</strong> A delicious all purpose scent used to heal and protect, also for purification<br />
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<strong>Spice </strong>- A fiery scent to be charged for any magick<br />
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<strong>Spirit -</strong> Raise your personal vibration, attract spirit guides and honour<br />
your personal deity<br />
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<strong>Strawberry -</strong> For love, luck and friendship<br />
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<strong>Tangerine -</strong> A solar aroma used to attract prosperity<br />
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<strong>Temple -</strong> A devotional incense for the altar during ritual<br />
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<strong>Vanilla -</strong> Stimulate amorous appetites and enhance memorybonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-32669442319949363122011-01-22T21:03:00.000-08:002011-01-22T21:03:56.766-08:00my motherearth in me.<iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sR13ECD71xU" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"></iframe><br />
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this, is my mother. I am best of both worlds.bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-14195903881451302392011-01-22T20:51:00.001-08:002011-01-22T21:15:39.912-08:00planned plans.“One day you’re out here- broke… trying to put together enough for a sandwich. The next day you really got it happenin’– sittin’ in a studio you bought – and in the village, no less. Don’t ask me how it all happens, man. I guess you just keep going; you gotta groove through all the darkness…”<br />
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<strong>-Jimi Hendrix </strong>bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-68627718456010678692011-01-22T20:13:00.000-08:002011-01-23T09:08:35.557-08:00MM FOOD, and i ain't talkin the good album.Some people like to wine and dine.<br />
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I, love a good old town's deli.<br />
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On a sunday morning or anyday.<br />
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The morning lifestyle of a deli is something a diner could never reach.<br />
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food for thought, fah-realz. ( idk where that came from.)bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-55291371881283705882011-01-20T20:47:00.000-08:002011-01-20T20:47:21.288-08:00this is what i label as 'dope' +<iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YENW9uCyKM4" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"></iframe><br />
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...light it and take a drive with. The beat. Thats where my head is found.bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-75866236489961023162011-01-20T09:46:00.000-08:002011-01-20T13:50:13.208-08:00being my friend involves: brain tweakersRandomly at 12:00 at night I texted a random selection of people asking them to "Name a song right now..." Some took it literal and gave me current hits on the radio, while others gave me funny, bizzarre, random, wildest songs. Some gave reasons why the chose it. Some cheated and gave more than one. It made me laugh to see what everyone chooses and who chose what. It also made me laugh to see how each person took that question. I got to learn a lot about certian people and see where their heads are at. I know some real fucks! :) And Some are even gonna make it to the ipod! <br />
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<strong>Brien McCarthy said</strong> - Put it down on me - 50<br />
<strong>Jaime C -</strong> Baby got back - Sir Mix A lot<br />
<strong>Joe Lee -</strong> All you need is love - the beatles<br />
<strong>Cassel -</strong> Wild Thing - Jimi Hendrix<br />
<strong>Grace -</strong> Pretty girl rock - Kery Hilson<br />
<strong>Sycko-</strong> Pretty girl rock - Kery Hilson<br />
<strong>Tj-</strong> i need a dollar - aloe blacc<br />
<strong>Jon Clue-</strong> Transylvanian Hunger<br />
<strong>Carolyn-</strong> Barnacles - Ugly Casanova<br />
<strong>Rick p-</strong> hahaha umm Fire Work - Katy Perry....where did that come from and where have you been all my life? i said it cause it was the last song i heard on the radio i swear im not gay haha"<br />
<strong>Caroll-</strong> Gone till Novemeber - wyclef<br />
<strong>Nils- </strong>Your Touch - The Black Keys<br />
<strong>Bj and Chad-</strong> Achilles Last Stand -led Zeppelin<br />
<strong>Mike Dirt-</strong> "Dig up her bones- The Misfits. Whats with the back from the dead call?"<br />
- also "Une San Lumiere" - Arcade Fire<br />
get ready: "for real" - Okkervil River,<br />
"Love Burns" - B.R.M.C<br />
Take you on a cruise- Interpol<br />
"love will tear us apart- Joy Division<br />
"Torches Together" - MewithoutYou<br />
"Twilight" - The Raveonettes<br />
"Maps" - Yeah Yeah Yeahs<br />
"bloc party"- This Modern love<br />
"remind me" - Royskopp<br />
<strong>Meazy said -</strong> " Getting jiggy with it" - Will Smith , I just played it at the bar on the juxebox it gets everyone jumping.<br />
<strong>Johnny p-</strong> Warmth - Incubus<br />
<strong>Cinematic -</strong> Umm The Xx remix of "you've got the love"....why?<br />
<strong>Brooklyn Steve-</strong> A violent yet beautiful world - Au Revoir Simone<br />
<strong>Twang One-</strong> Can we still be friends - Todd Rundgren<br />
<strong>Sevo- </strong>he was knocked out.<br />
<strong>Natlie- </strong>Crazy - Areosmith<br />
<strong>Lexi- </strong>first that comes to mind is, Say My Name - Destinys Child<br />
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+ Thanks for contributing to the maddness!bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.com0