Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Autumnal Equinox ~ Let Freedom Ring
Greetings to the first day of Fall, and maowsa greetings, my sexy slinky Kittens... oooh, moi was up as the sun rose above the eastern horizon... wow, what a show Sol put on, his light sparkling in a kaleidoscopic like fashion that had this Big Cat mesmerized for long minutes. Truly, the Kougaress has never witnessed this wondrous, diamond-intense phenomena before... it was trippy, that experience... although, moi never did do acid... however, it wasn’t a matter of actually dropping acid... it was the overall psychedelic atmosphere of the times... an altered state of mind that could be achieved without the use of drugs... are you ‘experienced’ as Jimi Hendrix sang...
If you’re thinking it was just a strange mind trick that got moi... no, her mother witnessed the trippy phenomena also, and was equally as mesmerized. Just for the record, neither one of us uses drugs of any kind... no prescription, no over the counter and no illegal... we rarely drink alcohol, though we’re not opposed to it in any way. No smoking, either. We don’t drink coffee, either. Though, we’re not against coffee or caffeine, and this Big Cat uses it medicinally at times, for allergy headaches, and hormone stuff. And, yep, we both indulge in a lot of chocolate.
Apologies for the long diatribe, however, the Kougaress did not want to lessen what she experienced when looking at the early morning sun. KALEIDOSCOPE TRIPPY!!!
Ahhhhh... 12:12 am... it just got the Kougar again! Yeeeeooooow....
Authoress news and mews ~
Featured at ROMANCE WRITERS BEHAVING BADLY ~
by Taige Crenshaw
In any story the author wants to get the reader invested in what they are reading. When words are complied together they should resonate. What is used is in my opinion visual words.
Oprah Winfrey chose Jonathan Franzen's best-selling novel "Freedom" for her book club Friday.
This is moi’s 1 star review on Amazon for this book ~
This is a crap premise in my opinion. Freedom is a gift from the Divine and the bedrock of our beloved country. Everything that is truly good about humanity can only be expressed through freedom. True freedom, that is. Not what is called 'freedom' currently.
A truly free society is strong and creative and compassionate. If humanity as a whole decided on and demanded true freedom, poverty would be a thing of the past. In every society where freedom has ruled, business, especially small businesses have thrived. And the people in all their glory, as an expression of their human beauty, have created a paradise on blessed Mother Earth.
If freedom reigned, we would not be at the mercy of Monsanto. Cruel factory farms would not exist. The mafia-criminal oil cartel would have been killed off like the dinosaurs, the Gulf of Mexico would still be a majesty of nature, and all the good energy inventions would now be available.
What's not to love about that?
I say, LET FREEDOM RING!!!
Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...
Happy Courtship on another Earth
X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...
Part 632 ~
Sylva gradually gained a full sense of her body. In the meantime, she glanced around, noting the high tech array and the Control room’s simple functional design. “Where is everyone? I mean...” Zeke hugged her close stopping her words. “Don’t know, darlin’. Nothin’ looks amiss.” As Zeke’s father moved in the direction of a gigantic monitor, Zeke squeezed her shoulders in a reassuring manner, then moved them after him. “We’re out of time,” Sylva blurted out. The knowing had simply flashed inside her mind. “Out of time?” her cowboy asked. “We’re caught between timelines,” his father called over his shoulder.
Zeke’s first hint his dad was correct came as a loud static-like buzzing. A transparent wavering began. He heard voices as if he’d turned on an entertainment show. Then they snapped into view. Men he knew. Most of them, anyway. They stood as a group before another smaller screen. Even though they excitedly discussed some phenomena he didn’t quite catch, they didn’t move and appeared to be transfixed. “We’re back,” his woman murmured. Having halted in his steps, his dad twisted at the waist toward them. “I surely hope we’re in the right timeline. My particles are gettin’ mighty rearranged.”
TO BE CONTINUED...
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 631 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ passionateink.org/forum ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, JANUARY 2009 through JUNE 2010 flashes ~ theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~
Bartering, it’s time to learn... yeppers, start planting all those delicious peppers... as the world turns darker in some respects... the more you can grow your own food... and the more you can barter with others... the more you can establish a good community with your own economy... the better off you will be, and we will all be. Yes, moi needs to learn how to effectively barter [she really has no clue]. Because she will not bow down to the government’s dictates about farming and growing your own food.
And, remember, admit NOTHING!!! Do not call yourself a farmer or a rancher. Do not admit to growing anything at all, or raising anything at all. Do not admit to selling any produce to your neighbor. Do not admit to picking your own apples and cutting them up for pies. Do not admit to preparing food in any way. Why? BIG GOV is set to pass a bill that will make your kitchen a food preparation business, and if you don’t follow ALL their rules, you will be a criminal. The consequences are nasty. Of course, enforcement will be selective and designed to scare you into compliance.
~ HAPPY AUTUMN DAYS ~
Wish Upon on a Blue Moon New Year...
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Let freedom ring kisses from the Kougar...