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The church shooting in Charleston, South Carolina is a horrible thing, and my heart goes out to the families and the community that's had a hole ripped into it.

We need to remember that this didn't happen because someone had a mental illness, this was motivated by hate.

People are born or develop mental illness, people live with and struggle with mental illness, it's not something we've learned how to prevent, but it's something we can manage, we can treat, we can support and we can lesson the severity of it for those affected.

Hate is taught.

We're not born with a genetic predisposition to hate someone based on their race, their religion, their sexual orientation - that has to be taught.

Parents have the power and the responsibility to teach acceptance, compassion, understanding. Teachers, church and community leaders, coaches, this responsibility is yours also.

Be constantly mindful of what you teach.

“Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.”

"It was in love I was created, and in love is how I hope I die"
Paolo Nutini
  • Listening to: The sounds of silence
  • Reading: Stardust
  • Drinking: Coffee

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The church shooting in Charleston, South Carolina is a horrible thing, and my heart goes out to the families and the community that's had a hole ripped into it.

We need to remember that this didn't happen because someone had a mental illness, this was motivated by hate.

People are born or develop mental illness, people live with and struggle with mental illness, it's not something we've learned how to prevent, but it's something we can manage, we can treat, we can support and we can lesson the severity of it for those affected.

Hate is taught.

We're not born with a genetic predisposition to hate someone based on their race, their religion, their sexual orientation - that has to be taught.

Parents have the power and the responsibility to teach acceptance, compassion, understanding. Teachers, church and community leaders, coaches, this responsibility is yours also.

Be constantly mindful of what you teach.

“Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.”

"It was in love I was created, and in love is how I hope I die"
Paolo Nutini
  • Listening to: The sounds of silence
  • Reading: Stardust
  • Drinking: Coffee

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Wed Jun 10, 2015, 9:41 PM
Surprise. 
I was tagged by Toxic--sunrise

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Facts
1. I have a massive collection of music, spanning everything from ABBA and Alphaville through Warren Zevon and Frank Zappa, and I listen to almost all of it.

2. I find it virtually impossible to be mentally productive unless I have headphones on and ambient music playing. I can procrastinate for hours and just by putting on the headphones it's like flicking a switch and shit just starts happening.

3. I occasionally find myself stuck in a place doing anything but moving on to the next thing. Sometimes I'm in the car having arrived at my destination, but I need to check every radio station 5 or 10 times. I don't understand it, I'm sure it's some form of anxiety issue, but I have to make a conscious and deliberate effort to break free and then I'm fine.

4. I'm obsessive about locking my car doors. I'll lock it, hear the horn beep, then lock it again to be sure. I've made it almost across the parking lot before turning back until I'm within range to lock it one more time and hear the horn chirp. I know it's entirely unnecessary, but I have to do it. I don't do that with anything else, just locking the car.

5. I'm an omnivore - there are some foods that don't love me, but I love all food, especially steak, and cooked in such a way that a good vet could get it up and walking around again without too much trouble.

6. I love chopping wood. People think I'm joking when I volunteer to chop firewood for them. It's not a joke. There's something amazing about swinging an axe, about breaking down logs into bite sized pieces that I love.

7. I think Lisbeth Salander is quite possibly my favourite character ever in any medium.

8. I pretty much only drink Guinness when it comes to beer, I used to drink all kinds of things, but I mostly can't stand North American beer. I like rye, bourbon or scotch, but prefer rye and bourbon over scotch, and quite honestly - given the choice between drinking alcohol and having a coffee, I'm more likely to drink coffee. Gin and tonic is a pretty solid choice too.

9. I used to be pretty damn good on the piano, but I'm out of practice and think too much when I play now. I miss being able to play well, fluidly, and I wish I had the time to get back to it.

10. I work too hard to find excuses for other people's shitty behavior. It's made it difficult for me to extricate myself from some really destructive relationships, because I always find a way to rationalize why the other person is behaving the way they are instead of realizing that their behavior is seriously harming me. I'm working on that one. I've come to realize that sometimes people are just assholes, and it's entirely ok to walk away.

Questionsssss:

1. Weapon of choice to create pretty things.
I use OmmWriter and BBEdit on my Mac to write. 

2. Favorite animal and why
Dogs - no question - no other animal will love you unconditionally like a dog will. No matter how shitty a day you've had and how much you want to be left alone when you walk through the door, a dog will love the shit out of you and make you feel better.

3. Pet peeves and why they bother you
I can't stand inconsiderate people. Hold the door, say thank you, pickup that piece of garbage in the park you just stepped on, ease up in traffic and let that car in. People who are obsessed with their own needs and oblivious of everyone else around them make me want to make them need a bandaid on their face.

4. Funding and time aside, what would you pursue in the vein of learning something new. Why.
Martial arts. I watch Bruce Lee and see the total mastery he had of his body and mind and am fascinated with the idea of pushing myself to the limit of my physical ability. I have no illusions of achieving that level of mastery, but I would love to see how far I could go.

5. Head canons about dragons and how they work
That's classified. I can only say that we make use of the naturally occurring fuels and catalysts that the dragon produces in its glands, we don't introduce any toxic chemicals into the mix no matter what the Dragon Huggers might have told you. The projectiles I can't talk about, but I will say they are *not* dragon dung - seriously, I don't know who comes up with that shit!

6. Security blanket/person/item growing up?
Space - whenever anything got too much to handle, I would walk by myself, usually late at night and clear my head. I still do that now when I need to - it's not as effective as going to the gym, or chopping wood, but let's face it, in the early hours of the morning chopping wood would surely start a fight.

7. Current favorite song
Blood and Honey by July Talk, and Exes and Oh's is worming its way into my head.

8. Favorite song back in 2011 (or earlier)
One of my all time favourite songs is Sultans of Swing by Dire Straits, or the entire Avalon album by Roxy Music

9. Small actions that make you want to smile.
People engaging in playful banter. When I make a joke, or comment on something, the people that jump right in and play along make me smile.

10. Things you do/would do to make a stranger's day.
Anything nice and unexpected, and it feels these days that anything nice *is* unexpected. I'll pay for the coffee for the people in the drive through behind me, the other day I went and bought bottled water for two women who were (unsuccessfully) trying to hand out religious material under the baking sun at a football game. I'll hold doors, buy food or coffee for homeless people, let cars into to traffic. Anything I can do to make someone else's day a little brighter makes me feel better, so it's as much me being selfish as it is me being nice. If I let you into traffic and you don't wave though, you bastard, I'll effn cut you!!!


“Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.”

"It was in love I was created, and in love is how I hope I die"
Paolo Nutini
  • Listening to: The sounds of silence
  • Reading: Stardust
  • Drinking: Coffee. Decaf though, it's later than you think.
Tamis woke under the heat of the mid morning sun, the ocean reaching tentative tendrils up the smooth sand to lick at his feet. The last evening was a grey cloud, but he'd evidently passed out on the beach again. Levering up on one elbow, he followed the beach-line unbroken to the horizon, then pushed up into a sitting position and turning, scanned to the horizon on his other side. Nothing to see, apparently nobody up yet.

Last night...

A fragment of a song flitted through his mind, and he latched onto it, pushing at its edges to try and expose the entire tune. There was something familiar, but without context...

The girl breezed by in the periphery of his mind's eye, but as he reached for the memory it dissolved, like a chalk drawing in the rain.

On the sand he'd absently scratched the crude outline of a heart, and the letter 'T'.

She must be here somewhere.

Climbing to his feet he began to walk along the shoreline, the waves still reaching for him and he staying just beyond their touch, taunting the massive body of water. 'You can want me, but you can't have me.'

The beach gave way on one side to a thick expanse of jungle, trees reaching skyward choked at their bases by vines and bushes peppered with brightly coloured flowers. Birds chattered to each other unseen, and occasionally something big would breach out in the open water. Close to the shore schools of needlefish darted towards the shore and back again, a glittering mass of light-ribbons moving as one just beneath the surface.

He passed an almost familiar Victorian mansion set back in the greenery and covered with plant-life, it's architect long forgotten and the jungle slowly reclaiming it. The structure filled him with a nagging unease that he could neither shake nor coax out in to the light over the next hour of walking.

From the corner of his eye he saw her again, tanned skin wrapped in red tropical printed silk, but as he turned to look she had disappeared into the green. A fist closed on his heart and his stomach lurched, he had to find her, had to have her again... Again?

In the sand at his feet was the crude outline of a heart, the letter 'T' scratched inside.

Had he been walking that long? Was the island that small? He looked again, slowly turning, following the beach to the horizon in both directions.

Not an island. A loop. A construct.

His mind raced as he started walking again, consciously willing his heart-rate to remain neutral, his pace natural. If he was jacked in someone would be monitoring his vitals and he needed to exploit the relative freedom the unpopulated beach afforded him while it lasted.

Venturing closer to the water, he let the cool ocean wash over his feet as he walked, the schools of needlefish parting and swimming past him seemingly unconcerned by his presence, but not oblivious to it.

Stopping, he dropped to his hands and knees in the sand and dug a hole half a meter across, forming a berm with the wet sand around its edges. The hole filled from the water beneath, and once it was complete he busied himself coaxing the slender fish towards him then flipping them out of the ocean and into the pool. Having trapped enough, he sorted the construct's predictably sized simulacra, small, medium and large, and returned all but three of the largest and half a dozen of the smallest back into the ocean. The remaining fish he pinned gently to the bottom of the pool with one finger, watching his print burn into their scaly skin. He could affect the programming of insignificant things, he'd spent enough time in virtual and coding constructs to do that, but he would need to be very careful. He sequenced them, the short ones one through three, and seven through nine, and the long ones four through six, then busied himself for a while digging a trench from the pool back out to the open water.

When the fish had all escaped, he struck off towards the jungle and the red dressed woman he knew he was expected to find, but must be careful not to. Whatever she was, whatever piece of knowledge she represented, it must remain out of his reach, and thus the reach of his interrogators until his message arrived and a trace negotiated back to him.

The song fragment raised itself again, and he pushed it aside, humming instead a Gaelic tune he'd practiced for such an eventuality.

It was a song he could lose himself in for days.  
Deconstruct
From Wikipedia: Flash Fiction - 'Flash fiction differs from vignettes in that the works contain the classic story elements: protagonist, conflict, obstacles or complications, and resolution. However, unlike a traditional short story, the limited word length often forces some of these elements to be unwritten, that is, hinted at or implied in the written storyline.'

In the case of 365tomorrows - Flash Fiction is a story of ideally 500 words, and new in the 3rd year a 600 word maximum.

Exercising the muscles.
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Some people learn to find love in the conflict,
the way some learn to sleep while the bombs fall
It's not safe, or even healthy,
but you find what you need when there's nothing else.
Love in Battle
Zen and the Art of Things I Don't Understand
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Sometimes...

Thu Mar 19, 2015, 3:47 PM
Sometimes I feel like I imagine gasoline would feel, if it could, upon realizing there was a flame approaching.

“Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.”

"It was in love I was created, and in love is how I hope I die"
Paolo Nutini
  • Listening to: The building cool around me.
  • Reading: The Wreck of the River of Stars
  • Drinking: Coffee

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He thinks too much. Such men are dangerous."

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Hey. So I talked to Antti and he is in Edmonton, which I understand is a long way from you. Bummer.
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BTW, continuing our "perspective" conversation from last night, you're officially one of mine. Just so you know.
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It only took you two pieces to completely blow my mind. I like that in a writer. :D Thanks for taking me on a new, twisting, turning, awesome journey today. I can't wait to have time to "explore" your pieces.
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Un grand merci pour le watch!
Thank you very much for the watch!
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thank you :)
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thanks for the llama :hug:
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Thank you, thank you so much for the wonderful gift! :happybounce: :FeelingFree: :bouncyhai: Trampoline fun Toilet Paper lardgrinn woo Tard Bounce :chairdance: :officechair: Merry Christmas to you too! Christmas La Rainbow La -plz account- I hope you and yours have a safe and wonderful day, and a Happy New Year. :D :D :D

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Oh my goodness, thank you, Steve! Merry Christmas to you, and a Happy New Year, as well!
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Aw. :heart: you're the sweetest. Thank you, and have a lovely Christmas.
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Oh my goodness happy late birthday and thank you so so so much for the points, it means so very much to me!!!
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A very happy birthday to you, Stephen! :D 
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Happy birthday!
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I wanted to wish you a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Stephen! :party: :iconfeelingfreeplz: I hope your day is filled with friends, family, joy and love, because you deserve it. :meow: :happybounce:
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Thanks for the llama and Happy Birthday :D
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