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The cultivation and perfection of human beings

“The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.”In The One-Straw Revolution, Masanobu Fukuoka wrote “The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.” Like many people, including our founders, he has this idea that only farmers do noble labor. This is all very nice and romantic, but there is an ugly side to it. We see that same idea when politicians call rural America the heartland or “real America” as though we city dwellers were inferior to them. Thomas Jefferson was even more explicit, saying working for a wage and was corrupting and industry would destroy American, meanwhile those who labor in the earth are the “chosen people of god” and the only people he thought should have political power.

The belief our founders had in the superiority of the agrarian life and agrarian people had profound effects on our Constitution. That belief extends to exaggerating the political power of rural states and rural voters in many ways. One Wyoming voter counts as much as four New York voters when voting for president. It is even more inequitable in the Senate, a Vermont voter getting counting 30 times more than a New York voter. The United States Senate is the least democratic legislative chamber in the developed world. The 38 million people who live in the nation’s 22 smallest states, including Wyoming, are represented by 44 senators. The 38 million residents of California are represented by two senators.

I think about these things when I am hopping about the grid looking for a nice place to shoot a picture.
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I Always Have a Friend

The best thing about having a sister was that I always had a friend. ~Cali Rae Turner

I don’t know who Cali Rae Turner is but Turner once said “The best thing about having a sister was that I always had a friend.” I have three sisters and from my experience that is not completely true. But it’s true enough. I certainly know that one of my best friends in life has always been my middle sister. Her children are my age, but it doesn’t matter. She and I are the ones who are close and always have been.

My earliest memory is of her. I know it is my memory and not a family story because nobody else remembered it, even my sister, until I reminded her. I was 18 months old, had just had my tonsils removed (They grew back!) and was in the hospital in a crib. A nurse came to give me a shot and I kept running away from her, going from one end of the crib to the other. So the nurse had her grab me and hold me still. Betrayal!!! Obviously, I have forgiven her. Since our parents died, she has been my linchpin.

She was sick last year, a tortuous battle with breast cancer and brain tumors, but she got through it and has been back at work full-time for about two months. She just found out on the 8th that she has lung cancer. Don’t worry. She caught it early at Stage 1 and she should be fine, but it threw me for a loop. A bigger one than last year because I thought we were done with all that. It feels so much like being back at Square One. It is not, we know now that she cannot tolerate Doxorubicin and they won’t use it. This means she won’t have to go through the hell of neutropenia for months on end. So she’s ahead of the game. She is strong, a tough, stoic survivor who will do well.  But I am still off balance, angry because this is so not fair–as if there is anything fair about cancer–and wishing that she could at least had a few more months before cancer took another run at her.

The best thing about having a sister was that I always had a friend. ~Cali Rae Turner

It’s a beautiful day at Nightfall.

She joined Second Life® about a month or so after I did. I walked her through it. She’s on my friend’s list–Marit Lilliehook, though she has not logged in since 2007. We were going to have adventures in SL together, but she’s one of those computer users who accidentally unfriends her children and has to call my nephew to come over to her house to restore her browsers file menu when she makes it disappear. Second Life just overwhelmed her. She’s been using browsers on the internet for 15 years and I still have to remind her how to do a bookmark, so this time it’s not SL’s fault for being too hard. On the other hand, she has crushed the competition in Candy Crush.

She will be okay, I would bet on it. But I am a bit wobbly and may be a bit more erratic than usual with my blogging. However, it will be all okay in the end. I know my sister and if anyone can beat cancer twice, she can.
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There is always a November space

there is always a November space

But there is always a November space after the leaves have fallen when she felt it was almost indecent to intrude on the woods…for their glory terrestrial had departed and their glory celestial of spirit and purity and whiteness had not yet come upon them.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars

Collabor88 is here and just in time, bringing with it lots of warm and cozy clothing to layer for warmth and color and just because they are beautiful. One of my favorites is Erratic’s sweater with an integrated lace skirt or long tunic and matching leggings. HUDs change the colors of the leggings and the lace. There are so many color options your head will spin. I am wearing two of the sweater colors for today’s post.

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Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That′s the problem.

“Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That's the problem.”

A.A. Milne’s wonderfully wistful Winnie the Pooh once said “Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That′s the problem.” I am sure we would be a in a better place if we listened to what the animals are telling us about our environment, but as to not listening…They never had a cat like Oscar. Listening to Oscar is not a choice. There is no not-listening option. You see, with Oscar, if you don’t listen immediately, he just gets louder and louder and louder and he does not stop. He perseveres. This comes up when he decides he wants me to lift up the corner of the quilt on my bed or the lap quilt on the couch so he can crawl under. I know he will not stop, so I am well-trained and immediately hop to it when he begins to meow (Howl is more accurate.) But then sometimes he looks at me like “what are you thinking?” and walks off tail in the air. Ten minutes later, he is back to howling for a blanket lift. After a few cycles, I try to ignore him. It never works. He perseveres.

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In the middle ground between light and shadow

In the middle ground between light and shadow

When I came across DE.Boutique at The Instruments last month, I liked the designs so much I headed to Marketplace to check for more.  This is one I found that I immediately loved for its bold graphic design, its gorgeous and flattering silhouette and I thought the rich colors would be lovely for fall. I am very happy with it.
In the middle ground between light and shadow

I have been decorating for fall with an old Barnesworth house. I love that Barnesworth lets us modify and that I can tint because I wanted to make this house more Burtonesque and for me that means bold, saturated colors. I added a “railing” to the porch by using a fence prop from Vespertine and some pumpkins and an autumn planter from Ariskea and some mice-infested pumpkins from PILOT for Collabor88.
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Las Calaveras de Glam Affair

Glam Affair Dia de los Muerto

This month’s Collabor88 will open at midnight with an exciting theme centered on the delightfully macabre Burtonesque palette and mood board. I am sure there are some people in the world who do not like Tim Burton’s work, but they are probably unhappy. I headed off to Deadman’s Island, a haunted sim with a beautiful ghost ship. I think Tim Burton would like it a lot.

I think Tim Burton should do a film about las calaveras, the happy, delightful sugar skulls that mark the celebration of All Saint’s Day in Mexico. The Day of the Dead is not Halloween, in many ways it is the opposite of Halloween. After all, Halloween focuses on fear of the dead and the Mexican celebration of el día de los muertos is a welcoming visit with the much beloved dead. Families visit the cemetery and spend the day with their dead, leaving ofrendas (offerings) such as food and wine and the lovely pan de los muertos. They also will place photos and even a soap, mirror and razor so the dead can freshen up for the coming year.

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Beautiful Devoré

People will stare. Make it worth their while.

Baiastice has released a stunning dress with a gorgeous devour skirt. I love how it goes from opaque to sheer and how the hem is cut away to follow the pattern of the stamped print. It comes in gorgeous colors and I was at a loss which one to wear until I decided to wear a hat – and finding the hat made my color choice for me.
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Color Speaks All Languages

Colors speak all languages.A little over 300 years ago, Joseph Addison wrote, “Colours speak all languages, but words are understood only by such a people or nation.” He was writing about the pleasures of the imagination and arguing that the written word incites the imagination more than imagery. He also suggested that how enthusiastically people respond to the written word is influenced by their capacity for engaging their imagination while reading. I like the idea that color speaks all languages, but it is hooey.

First of all, even within people speaking the same language, men and women see color differently. Women see more shades of color than men and describe the colors differently. Beyond that, colors have cultural values that vary from place to place. There is a very cool interactive chart here. White is the color of mourning in East and of bridal innocence in the West. Red is lucky in China and dangerous in Europe and North America.
Colors speak all languages.

However, no matter what the cultural subtext color choices may bring, no one can deny that this gorgeous Ethnic Jacket from Purple Moon will being an entire conversation to your closet.
Colors speak all languages.I paired it with this gorgeous pencil skirt from Maitreya. The skirt details including the black back and the leather detailing make it seem to have been made for this jacket.
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No, you don’t have to do that.

Poetry should appear almost a remembrance

Helen Mirren gave an interview earlier this month that shocked some and made me happy. She said that she wished she had told more people to “fuck off” and it is not the first time. She once said if she had a daughter, that would be one of the first phrases she would want to teach her. As Mirren explained, “Unfortunately, at least for my generation, growing up (we didn’t say that) and I love the fact that girls are so much more confident and outspoken than my generation were. We were sort of brought up to be polite and sometimes politeness, in certain circumstances, is not what’s required, you’ve got to have the courage to stand up for yourself occasionally when it’s needed.”

I think a lot of us need to say those words more often. We often do things we do not want to do out of social expectations and traditions that really require a good fuck off. Of course, sometimes there are obligations and job requirements that just don’t allow us to say that, but then we have Second Life® and if there is any place on the planet where we should be free to do as we please, it should be Second Life.

That’s why I never feel bad about wearing clothes as I please and not just as they come in the folder. Of course, I don’t feel that is really saying “fuck off” to the designer, instead it is just showing that they clothing is more versatile that first envisioned. Of course, in this case, I think  wearing this dress differently than pictured in the vendor ad is intentional, otherwise, why would the designer make it so versatile.
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That’s how the light gets in

“There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.”

I love the music of Leonard Cohen. I have a playlist I love of Leonard Cohen covers and know nearly all his songs by heart. One of them, Anthem, is one of my favorites because although on one level it despairs of the world; it also calls us to act with hope. “Ah the wars they will be fought again.  The holy dove, she will be caught again, bought and sold and bought again. The dove is never free.” It is true, endless wars are a constant stream throughout history,  started by governmental leaders,  the “killers in high places who say their prayer out loud.”

But then there is the chorus.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring acknowledges that as bad as it is, there are still some things that you can do. Don’t let excuses stop you from doing what you can. “Forget your perfect offering” reminds me of Voltaire’s aphorism “The perfect is the enemy of the good.”  Do not wait for the perfect answer, the perfect solution, go with what you’ve got because good enough is better than nothing, and nothing is what you get if you wait for perfect. Everything we can do is going to be slightly imperfect, “there is a crack in everything” but it is those imperfections that reveal our humanity and “that’s how the light gets in.” I love how he asserts that it is in our imperfections that we will save ourselves.

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