
Years ago I became a member of the Homeground/Kate Bush News & Information Forum after its inception in order to chat with other fans about Kate Bush and - as the wait for a new album went on and on - about anything and everything.
Rachel was also one of the members of the first hour and soon we became part of a tight-knit people we considered friends which connected people from all around the globe. True friendships ensued and Rachel with her strong opinion and great sense of humour soon became one of my favourite forum members. That was largely due to posts like this one in a discussion about the latest Kate Bush album, Aerial:
I just want to say I do not trust anyone who does not like Nocturn or chocolate. There I said it ;-)
xo
Rachel
She often got into trouble with people due to her directness but I always liked her very much especially for her just stating her opinion and not giving a damn that some people may not be able to handle that. That was the way she was and people just had to get used to it. Very unamerican but personally I like that kind of attitude. At least you know what to expect. She also peppered her posts with curse words which got censored and which often made me chuckle, like in this discussion of the song "King of the Mountain":
This may be serious delayed reaction, but I JUST now heard the haunting wind bv sounds when she is singing "the wind is whistling" the second and third time. Holy @#%$. See this is what I mean about Kate's music. It is just so @#%$ well crafted.
A few years ago she got into a fight with another member and, hot-headed as she could be, she decided to leave. I was devastated and missed her terribly. Thankfully we could keep in touch through Facebook. I was very happy for her when about a year and a half ago she posted "I think I'm in love and it's scary". I was so happy for her that she had found a soulmate. As time went by we kind of fell out of touch as it often goes, especially in internet friendships.
Now I so regret that. Because last week, two days before her 40th birthday, Rachel passed away. My thoughts go out to her parents and brother who she left behind. I still can't believe she's gone. She was a very talented girl, wrote beautiful poetry and was a very skilled semi-professional photographer. I'm going to miss her so very much.
I had no dream-hover
I found a fetish underneath my pillow
True blue blood-lover
I dug deeper into the mattress
Nails and fiber-tugger
My fingers roots and heart-hugger
I dug deeper and deeper and deeper
‘til my bed was my keeper
And whispered, sleep...here...sleep...her...
So I then crawled into slumber
And after three, after seven, after nine
I came to awaken and prepared to dine
There were the Ladies at one end
Passing dishes made of a bend, a mend
and seasoned with reasons and treasons
and herbs and excuses and juices
And muses danced to a gargled growl
Mighty howl
I ate some seconds, fourths then sixths
Saw her weaving on the Styx
Asked her what the cloth might be
She said the fabric was my she
What was meant was it was me
Inside the pattern was a tree
And there I stood plain to see
Upon my tongue there was a pea
Sweet and plump and little round
The cloth it made but not a sound
Around my neck this shawl was placed
My breasts and shoulders held the lace
And seen the smile creep on her face
When melt you into woven thread
is when he’ll strike and you’ll be dead.
Sure enough I heard the gong
And ten, eleven, twelve...
...
...
My me was gone....
© Rachel Lisi 2005
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At the end of October last year he had so much difficulties walking that he couldn't get into the tubes of the cage above so I transferred him to a smaller cage without all the fancy stuff. Since last week when moving around the cage truly became an ordeal I put his food on the floor of the cage in front of the little house he slept in and had the water bottle nearby too so that he didn't have to go all the way through the cage to eat or drink. He was very happy with that and you could see that even moving a few inches was very tiresome and hard for him.
Thankfully for my dear Muppet its all over now that he's gone to a better place. But damn it's quiet at home now...
sadTuneras against forest fires
The cactus fig has about 95% water in its fibers. That is why many residents of the Cazadores quarter of the city of Telde, especially the elderly, proposed to plant this type of vegetation in the alleys that serve as fire exits. Because they know that it is virtually impossible for the fire to pass a compact barrier of tuneras.The cactus fig, called ‘La Higuera de indias’ in Spanish, is also known as ‘nopal’ or ‘tunera’ and originates from South America. In the first years after the Conquista (Conquest) this plant has adapted itself prefectly to the climatological conditions at the Canary Islands. So much so that it appears to many people that it's practically an indigenous species. It grows in many places from the coastal regions to the highest mountain tops. It doesn't grow with the same green freshness everywhere but it must be said that the plant looks the most robust in the hot regions where it gets watered a little.
Antonio Cáceres is a nature lover and advocate of ecological agriculture. He supports the knowledge of the ancient people of the Canarian countryside. Thus he proposed the secretary of Agriculture Demetrio Suarez of the Island Administration of Gran Canaria to use the tuneras as a defense against fire.
He explains that it is a widely known fact in the Cazadores quarter of the city of Telde, especially among the elderly citizens, that “Tunera extinguishes fire every time if it is planted to form a treshhold, planted tightly together in groups,” Cáceres remarks.
Research
Antonio Cáceres speaks out of experience, “as I own a cave dwelling and I have witnessed several cases in which this worked,” he confirms. “The recent forest fires on Gran Canaria reminded me of this practice.” That is why he has proposed to the island authorities “to study this and do tests,” because this could be an easy solution both economically and ecologically.
Farmer Jan Rodríguez Martel shares this opinion: his farm is surrounded by tuneras. He is convinced that this is the best and most secure way to fight fire.
Original article (in Dutch) at http://www.hollandsenieuwe.com/3569_3569/
awakeI'm going to phone the doctor this week for a referral to an allergy specialist here at the university hospital nextdoor. It's time for another check-up because I don't want this to go on forever. I'm dreading it a bit because I hate the standard diet and all the blood draining and tests that make me feel even worse. But something's gotta give.
tiredMy parents are redecorating their house so my mom and her cleaning lady are going to clean my apartment today. So at least I won't have to do very much in the house this weekend, I'm very gratful for that. Maybe I can muster up enough energy to finally update the Aevericka website and burn those goddamn CDs.
My birthday's in 2 weeks. I don't want to think about that just yet. I'm too tired for birthday parties. And I was so much looking forward to turning 30 and throwing a big party. Goddammit I hate my body. Can I have a new one?
(Bet you're happy I'm back. I all do is bitching. Shit man I'm really getting old LMAO)
sickBeen feeling quite crappy for about a week now. Actually for much longer, it just got worse. Ten years ago I was diagnozed with multiple food allergies, among them an allergy for gluten (and all other ingredients of bread one can be allergic for). The advice was to cut bread out of my diet and eat a warm meal twice a day. As there was no microwave at the office where I worked at that time and I had already tried to replace bread with crackers and rice waffles - and feeling god awful - I said that no would do. So I kept eating bread and tried all kinds of gluten-free breads that either crumbled like hell or made me ill. So ultimately I ended up eating regular white bread and that went fine.
Until I started doing yoga and karate last September and I was made aware of my shoulders hunching and I felt my muscles in my shoulders were all tight and cramped. A week and a half ago I was pointed out during a karate training that I was clenching my fists way too much and that my whole body was way too strained and tight while in a regular standing pose. When my aphtae also started acting up again pretty badly I had enough and decided it was time to actually stick to my bread-free diet. So I'm now bread-free for a week and my body is detoxing which causes extreme fatigue and a general feeling of unease. The tension in my shoulders has lessened considerably already but apart from that I feel pretty crappy right now.
In good news, my Arizona pal was released from prison in January (forgot to mention that in my last update) and she promised to keep in touch. And true to her word she sent me a card last month. I still have to answer her, along with most of my other pen pals, but I've been too tired to do much in the evenings and weekends.
I feel so bad. I have letters to write, CDs to burn, booklets to print and a website and MySpace page to update but I'm simply too tired to do anything beside of work. This so sucks.
crappyThree Federal Judges are soon going to rule over the prison system. It is though they are going to rule in favor of a prison cap, which will mean that many prisoners (talk is it'll be 10,000 or 11,000 people who are serving time for a non-violent crime) will be granted an early release in order to ease the prison overcrowding.
Last week a former commissioner of the Parole Board, Miss Bilenda Harris-Ritter, sent an open letter to the Senate and did an exposé on the corruption within the Board of Prison Terms. Here is said letter in its entirety and it's a sobering message she conveys:
I can only applaud this woman's courage and sense of righteousness for standing up like this. You'll appreciate it even more when you know that Ritter-Harris was Governor Schwarzenegger's running buddy in his 2005 re-election campaign. Yes, this is coming from a Republican! I've never thought I would ever agree with anything coming from a Republican, but here we are. I've been Googling and this affair seems to have been picked up by one Senator, Senator Perata, who calls for an investigation:
Somebody at PTO (Prison Talk Online forum) called the Senator's office to thank him for bringing attention to this issue. Being the naughty shit stirrer I am, I called up on everyone on the forum to e-mail Miss Harris-Ritter and show her she's not alone in this and that her action and courage is much appreciated and supported by many. So far a couple have already e-mailed her, myself included. The first woman to mail her got a short but sweet reply: "Thank you for your kind words."
This action is going to do this woman much good. She's putting her ass, political and legal career on the line for this - that takes a lot of balls. If you want to show her some support you can mail her at this address: bilenda@aol.com. Let's get her mailbox flooded with uplifting messages of appreciation!
hopeful
And he may be getting up there in years, but he's still rocking:

Tonight I'm going to take him for a nice and relaxing (I hope) ride through the countryside and tomorrow morning we're going for a long ride again with his biggest buddy at the stable.
happy
At the end of May I surfed for the first time at the beach in Scheveningen and I found it so much fun (I could actually ride a wave a couple of times!) that I decided to do it more often. If there are waves, I'm going to have another surfing lesson on Sunday at noon. And if I can manage to catch some lessons this summer, I may be able to surf the large waves at Gran Canaria this November!
Da Birg is on a mission =)
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