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		<title>&#8220;Ohhhh, Dreeeaaaaammmweeeaaver&#8230;&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 01:32:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cyrano DeBergerac</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So today is Christmas, and aside from, as my Grandmother put it, &#8220;making out like a bandit&#8221; (I got a piano and a stand mixer, the two most expensive things on my list, and the ones I was sure I wouldn&#8217;t get, if not for the generosity of Derick and Mrs. Alligood) I also got [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mendacious.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6187300&amp;post=173&amp;subd=mendacious&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So today is Christmas, and aside from, as my Grandmother put it, &#8220;making out like a bandit&#8221; (I got a piano and a stand mixer, the two most expensive things on my list, and the ones I was sure I wouldn&#8217;t get, if not for the generosity of Derick and Mrs. Alligood) I also got a book.  It is entitled &#8220;The Power of Creative Dreaming.&#8221;  The book explores techniques for controlling and influencing your dreams, achieving what they call a &#8220;lucid dream&#8221; where you are master of your own world.  It&#8217;s an interesting book so far, I&#8217;ve read about 50 pages today.  It talks about using your dreams as time to help solve problems, it allows you to do things like test out a new behavior pattern, or try a pickup line on that girl you like, to get something of an idea of the reaction it would generate, while also not actually risking anything.</p>
<p>However, the part that struck me most was the reference to a &#8220;Higher Self&#8221; a being that is supposedly the dreamer, yet is smarter, and gives more wise advice.  Sounds a lot to me like that might be the kind of way God spoke to the people in the Bible in their dreams.</p>
<p>That got me thinking though; why don&#8217;t people seem to hear from God in dreams anymore?  Are we just dismissing those who actually do as crazy?  Does God no longer deal that way?  I think that the former is unlikely, and the latter is pretty much impossible.  Being human, we are always changing, adapting, thriving in new and ever-morphing environments.  We tend to forget though, that God does not.  He is, was, and will be.  He is constant as the tide, immovable as the very rocks of this Earth.</p>
<p>I think the most likely reason, is that we&#8217;ve stopped listening.  Think about this for a moment: ancient cultures placed ENORMOUS significance in dreams.  If you had a dream, you generally assumed that it meant something.  Dreams had a huge impact on people.  Joseph (the guy with the designer jacket) had a few dreams that his family didn&#8217;t like, and partly because of that, his brothers sold him into slavery.  Later, the Cup bearer and baker for the Pharaoh of Egypt would have dreams that Joseph would interpret (correctly, I might add) which had enormous significance.  Pharaoh would also have a dream of great significance, and because of his ability to interpret them, Joseph became, for all intents and purposes, the ruler of Egypt.  He ran the day-to-day things.  The same determination had earlier won him a similar place of honor in the house of Potiphar.  The Bible says that Potiphar trusted Joseph so much, he worried about nothing at all, other than the food he ate!  That&#8217;s power, folks!</p>
<p>This is one of many examples of dreams having significance.  Read the stories of Daniel, Joseph (of Mary and Joseph), the Magi who came to visit Jesus, all are given dreams that tell them important steps they need to take, and upon taking them, they fulfill God&#8217;s plans for their lives.</p>
<p>In the movie Evan Almighty, when a reporter asks Evan &#8220;What makes you so sure that God chose you?&#8221;  Evan replies with what is arguably one of the most pointed statements that anyone can make:</p>
<p>&#8220;He chose us all.&#8221;</p>
<p>I think the biggest reason we don&#8217;t receive messages in dreams is because we don&#8217;t look for them.  In ancient times, people believed their dreams were important, yet now, we have shifted to a philosophy of &#8220;it&#8217;s just a dream.&#8221;  How much information and guidance might we be missing out on?!  What messages are getting lost in translation from God to us?  We might be getting the very guidance that we all crave, and WE WOULDN&#8217;T EVEN KNOW IT!</p>
<p>So, although some of the methods in the book seem strange, and others seem downright crazy and ridiculous, I intend to try it.  If there&#8217;s a chance that I might be able to find the wisdom and guidance that I ask God for on a regular basis, then it&#8217;s worth the investment of time.  The way I see it:  I&#8217;m already going to be sleeping every night, so if there&#8217;s a chance that I might use that time to commune with God in a real and tangible way, then it&#8217;s worth a shot at least, isn&#8217;t it?</p>
<p>Let me know your thoughts on all this.  Anybody have any other input?</p>
<p>Signing off,</p>
<p>Seti I</p>
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		<title>&#8220;See you at the wedding.&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 03:53:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cyrano DeBergerac</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[NOTE:***This post was started several months ago, I am only just now getting around to finishing it and posting it.*** This phrase caused some confusion last week, and so I chose it as a title for this post, which deals primarily with my response to the reason for it being said. Last week, I traveled, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mendacious.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6187300&amp;post=156&amp;subd=mendacious&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>NOTE:***This post was started several months ago, I am only just now getting around to finishing it and posting it.***</p>
<p>This phrase caused some confusion last week, and so I chose it as a title for this post, which deals primarily with my response to the reason for it being said.  Last week, I traveled, with my family, back to Illinois from Georgia (a 12 hour drive) to attend a funeral.  The death was not one that would be expected. We&#8217;re not talking about someone over the age of 80, whose health has been struggling for years, though I have relatives like that, and I often worry about getting a call telling us that one of them has died.  She was not in poor health, was not even to the point where there are fewer years ahead than behind.  She was only 24, she would have turned 25 in October.  Sitting in the funeral home, seeing her in that casket was both heart-breaking and eye-opening.  It made me realize that no one is guaranteed to stay  on this earth long enough to do everything they&#8217;ve ever wanted to do.  Everyone&#8217;s time is slowly creeping toward them, that much is certain, but we have no idea how close it has gotten until it gets here.</p>
<p>The whole trip made me look at my life differently. It made me think about what my funeral might look like.  Made me think that if I were to die tomorrow, I would have done little or nothing of consequence and impact on the world around me.  It also made me wonder why it takes a tragedy to bring people together.  That is the point behind the phrase &#8220;See you at the wedding.&#8221;  It carries a hope that we might meet again next time under happier circumstances.  A hope that I would like to realize in the next year or so, but that&#8217;s beside the point.  Nevertheless it was nice to get to see so many people that I would otherwise not have seen for probably years to come.  Life Lesson: Good can always come from bad.  As corny as the adage &#8220;every dark cloud has its silver lining&#8221; sounds, it is in fact true.</p>
<p>This has made me compile what most people call a &#8220;bucket list.&#8221;  It is a list of all the things I want to do before I die, and I plan on getting around to most of them in the near future.  These are in no particular order.</p>
<p>1. I want to learn to tango.  It&#8217;s just something that I want to learn to do, it&#8217;s a classic dance, and I&#8217;d to learn to dance it.</p>
<p>2. I want to make a tour of Europe, just go there with no timetable in mind, just travel around and take as long as it takes to see everything.  Run with the bulls in Spain, see the Coliseum in Rome, visit Stonehenge in England, visit the ancient ruins of Grecian temples.  I want to know what Paris looks like from the top of the Eiffel Tower, I want to know what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel, I want to hear the music at the Bavarian music festival in Munich.  I want to see the sights, and soak in everything.</p>
<p>3. I&#8217;d really like to take that tour of Europe with a special someone.  I&#8217;m certain there&#8217;s someone out there, though I might not know who yet.  Or maybe I do know her, I just don&#8217;t know that it&#8217;s her.</p>
<p>4. I want to do something heroic, like rescue a child from a burning building or save a damsel in distress from the jaws of peril.  Vain, I know, but everyone wants to be a hero to someone, right?</p>
<p>5. I want to act on stage, though I&#8217;ll settle for being in a movie if I have to.  I love to act, and I adore being in the spotlight, part of the same streak of vanity that makes me want to be a hero.</p>
<p>6. In the same vein of being vain (ah, the ever-present puns) I want to get a fancy suit tailored to my exact specifications, something like a well-to-do gentleman in Victorian London might wear around 1850, and then wear it around town.  I suppose that&#8217;s kind of like acting, though, so I could have combined it with #5.</p>
<p>7. I&#8217;d like to raise a family, but that&#8217;s on most people&#8217;s bucket lists.  Still, it deserves to be on mine as well.</p>
<p>8. I want to get thrown out of a store/bar/casino/restaurant, etc.  Just once, so I have a great story to tell.  The casino one is most likely&#8230; for reasons that I will not disclose&#8230; Let&#8217;s just say that no one in my house plays cards with me anymore&#8230;</p>
<p>9.  While on the subject of casinos, I&#8217;d like to spend a week (or more) in Vegas, just take a stack of money that I&#8217;ve saved just for the trip, and then I stay in Vegas until the money runs out.  Though knowing the way I handle cards, I&#8217;d probably end up living the rest of my life there&#8230; lol, I don&#8217;t want to spend more than a month there.</p>
<p>10. I want to own my ultimate dream house, complete with  huge kitchen, a ballroom, a dining hall, a swimming pool with a waterslide, and secret passages behind the bookshelves&#8230;</p>
<p>So, that&#8217;s my bucket list&#8230; what&#8217;s yours?</p>
<p>Signing off,</p>
<p>Seti I</p>
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		<title>Christmas: the Joy of Getting&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 17:37:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cyrano DeBergerac</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Christmas is about getting what you can get while the getting is good&#8230;&#8221; ~Sally Brown A Charlie Brown Christmas Yes, you read that title right.  I was thinking yesterday, and came to the realization that Christmas, as God intended it, is intended to be a celebration of the joy of Getting!  We cannot call ourselves [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mendacious.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6187300&amp;post=168&amp;subd=mendacious&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Christmas is about getting what you can get while the getting is good&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>~Sally Brown</p>
<p><em>A Charlie Brown Christmas</em></p>
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<p>Yes, you read that title right.  I was thinking yesterday, and came to the realization that Christmas, as God intended it, is intended to be a celebration of the joy of <em>Getting</em>!  We cannot call ourselves followers of Christ and yet also claim that the joy of the season is giving.  The angel brought tidings of great joy unto the shepherds, saying that a savior is born &#8220;unto you.&#8221;  God has GIVEN you a savior, and so, you should celebrate.  If that celebration makes you want to give your loved ones gifts, then by all means, do so.  But don&#8217;t let the joy that giving brings distract you from the real reason for the season.</p>
<p>The Reason for the Season.  That is a phrase I think the world can do without, quite honestly.  Cheap rhymes and Hallmark card slogans just tie down our attentions, and distract us even more from that which they intend to point us to.  Until we realize that this should be a celebration of what we have received, we can never acknowledge the true meaning of Christmas. These are just my thoughts on the matter, the things that I need to work on, and keep in my mind during this season.</p>
<p>In response to Neal&#8217;s &#8220;The Great Christmas Debate&#8221; I have also decided to include a few thoughts of my own on the subject (because sticking my nose where it doesn&#8217;t really belong is what I do best).</p>
<p>On the subject of the complaining about calling it a &#8220;solstice tree&#8221; or a &#8220;holiday tree&#8221;  I could really care less.  To be frank, I would be very happy to do without the tree entirely.  It is another distraction.  Unless looking at that tree reminds you of Jesus, and brings you back to thinking about the real reason for the season (there&#8217;s that phrase again) then it is, in part at least, a tool that Satan can use to turn your attention away from the Savior.</p>
<p>I would also say that I would be just as happy without presents, but that would take a lie.  When I hear someone say that they are perfectly happy not getting presents, I have to laugh.  Let&#8217;s be honest, who doesn&#8217;t like presents?  After all, Christmas is about the joy of getting, right?  However, we cannot allow the joy of earthly getting to distract us from the joy of heavenly getting.</p>
<p>Also, I agree completely that if we spent half as much time praying for our leaders as most of us do complaining about the, the world would be a much better place.  Think about it this way:  You may not agree with all of President Obama&#8217;s decisions, but like it or not, unless he does something bad enough to get himself impeached, he&#8217;s all you&#8217;ve got to work with for the rest of his term.  So perhaps instead of the piles of hate-mail, and horrible garbage that people who call themselves Christians have been flooding the internet and magazines with, we ought to send letters of encouragement, that even though you may disagree, you will continue to pray for the President, that he might be able to choose the course that is right and just.</p>
<p>I just wanted to include a few thoughts of mine, in the hopes that perhaps you may find a spark to ignite a few of your own as well.  I wish everyone a Merry Christmas, and I hope you enjoy this season.</p>
<p>In the Spirit of Hope, Good will, and Getting,</p>
<p>Seti I</p>
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		<title>It&#8217;s been a while&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 17:02:53 +0000</pubDate>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, so I haven&#8217;t written in a while, I&#8217;ve been a bit distracted by other things.  But now, I&#8217;m going to start (hopefully) posting more frequently and regularly.</p>
<p>So, yeah.  Life is going pretty well, all things considered.  things could certainly be worse.  I&#8217;ve got a home, clothes, internet, just got my license a few days ago, and the list could go on forever.  I&#8217;ve got a lot of wonderful people that God has placed in my life, and I am truly thankful for them.  But the purpose of this post is not to provide with a list of all the things I&#8217;m thankful for, which is a pastime better suited to Thanksgiving tables and family dinners.  I am also not going to bore you with a list of things that could be going better.  Instead, I&#8217;m going to give you a brief glimpse of my life, using only songs.  Another foray into musical psychology.  Some of these songs will have obvious meaning, others will not make much sense as to how they fit into my life, but trust me, there&#8217;s a reason for all of them being in there.  So, a snapshot of the last year, using only songs.  Here we go:</p>
<p>August-September 2008:<br />
<a title="I Saw the Light- David Crowder" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dfbSEg7K4AE" target="_blank"></a></p>
<p><a title="I Saw the Light- David Crowder" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dfbSEg7K4AE" target="_blank">I Saw the Light</a></p>
<p>September-November 2008:</p>
<p><a title="Waiting on the World to Change" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=arhIEKoXcR4">Waiting on the world to change<br />
</a></p>
<p>November-December 2008:</p>
<p><a title="Are you gonna be my girl" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4TRm7zLJrY">Are You Gonna Be My Girl</a></p>
<p>December 2008-January 2009:</p>
<p><a title="I Wanna Hold Your Hand" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ik8EHNyF4yM">I Wanna Hold Your Hand</a></p>
<p>January-February 2009:</p>
<p><a title="Dream Lover" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XnLIXNWK8CY">Dream Lover</a></p>
<p>February-March 2009</p>
<p><a title="I Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nd4j1Ms1VYE">I Can&#8217;t Fight This Feeling Anymore</a></p>
<p>March-April 2009:</p>
<p><a title="It's Almost Like Being in Love" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dy17lE30lnw">It&#8217;s Almost Like Being in Love</a></p>
<p>April-June 2009:</p>
<p><a title="Friends Never Say Goodbye" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LO9BSQ_y4Wk">Friends Never Say Goodbye</a></p>
<p>June-July 2009:</p>
<p><a title="The Motions" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qaHmiFaX_pk">The Motions</a></p>
<p>July-August 2009:</p>
<p><a title="I Love Paris" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xErxpvMw_pg">I Love Paris- Doris Day</a></p>
<p><a title="I Love Paris" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WF_yN1R2b5M">I Love Paris-Frank Sinatra</a></p>
<p>(I couldn&#8217;t decide which version I liked better)</p>
<p>So, yeah.  Those are the songs that most resonated with me at those times&#8230; I&#8217;ll leave it for you to guess what they mean, though quite a few of them are fairly obvious.</p>
<p>If you actually took the time to read through all of these, then you are in that category of wonderful people with whom God has blessed my life, and thank you very much.  If you didn&#8217;t, don&#8217;t worry, odds are, you&#8217;re still in that category.</p>
<p>Thanks for reading!</p>
<p>Signing off,</p>
<p>Seti I</p>
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		<title>Help me raise some money!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 13:33:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Alright, for those of you who know me, you know I have very long hair.  A while back I put up a picture saying I might cut my hair like that.  Well, to raise money for the upcoming CIY trip, I am cutting my hair.  I need people to pledge money for cutting my hair, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mendacious.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6187300&amp;post=145&amp;subd=mendacious&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Alright, for those of you who know me, you know I have very long hair.  A while back I put up a picture saying I might cut my hair like that.  Well, to raise money for the upcoming CIY trip, I am cutting my hair.  I need people to pledge money for cutting my hair, and afterwards I will be posting pictures.  I only need to raise about 90 dollars, so every little bit helps.  Please pledge!</p>
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		<title>Musical Psychology</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 18:45:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have recently been&#8230; &#8220;experimenting,&#8221; for lack of a better word, with music and it&#8217;s effects on the human brain.  Or at least, on my brain.  I have tried doing similar activities while listening to widely varying musics, and have observed that the music often acts as sort of a lens through which everything else [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mendacious.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6187300&amp;post=130&amp;subd=mendacious&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have recently been&#8230; &#8220;experimenting,&#8221; for lack of a better word, with music and it&#8217;s effects on the human brain.  Or at least, on my brain.  I have tried doing similar activities while listening to widely varying musics, and have observed that the music often acts as sort of a lens through which everything else occurs.</p>
<p>For example, talking with your best friend while listening to a sorrowful song, will usually turn your conversation more gloomy and dismal on a regular basis, however, listening to something happy and upbeat will make your conversations more light-hearted and positive.  When you listen to a love song, things will more readily remind you of that special someone.  When you listen to a song filled with anger and hate, you will dwell on the people whom you dislike and the things in your past that have made you angry.</p>
<p>This is not anything groundbreaking, I know, but it&#8217;s still interesting to see and experience.  People have known this for hundreds of years, it&#8217;s nothing new.  It was not uncommon for workers to sing, whether on a chain gang or an assembly line.  A rhythmic chant to keep up productivity, and set a steady pace.  On ships with oars, there was nearly always a drum to set the rhythm at which the oarsmen should row.  It&#8217;s a common practice to use music in helping to relax, and it works very well.</p>
<p>Still just thought you should try it out sometime.  See for yourself.</p>
<p>Signing off,</p>
<p>Seti I</p>
<p>P.S.  As a side note, this is one of the most soothing songs I&#8217;ve found recently.  If you&#8217;re stressed, let this song play, and just close your eyes and relax.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLxlc_83zU0</p>
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		<title>Love?</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 17:28:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On a whim yesterday, I looked up the word love in the dictionary.  To my great surprise, most of the entries under love mentioned sex.  in fact, much more than half of them.  It seems that the dictionary believes there are four kinds of love.  Love for family, love for close friends, love of pets [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mendacious.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6187300&amp;post=116&amp;subd=mendacious&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On a whim yesterday, I looked up the word love in the dictionary.  To my great surprise, most of the entries under love mentioned sex.  in fact, much more than half of them.  It seems that the dictionary believes there are four kinds of love.  Love for family, love for close friends, love of pets and objects, and sexual love.  That is all they define.  For one of the definitions listed, they simply refer you to the entry for &#8220;Love affair&#8221; which is again about sex.</p>
<p>Granted, my dictionary is older than I am, but still, the definitions can&#8217;t have changed too radically in the short span of time  since its publication.  If anything, I would guess the definitions have become even more focused on sex, knowing the way our culture is.  Here is the entry as it is written in the Webster&#8217;s II New Riverside University Dictionary:</p>
<p>love: n. 1.a. An intense affection for another person based on familial ties. b. A strong affection for or attachment to another person based on regard or shared personal experiences or interests.  2. An expression of one&#8217;s affection &lt;send them my LOVE&gt; 3.a. An intense attraction to another person based mainly on sexual desire.</p>
<p>Now, I could stop there, but I&#8217;m not going to, because there is much more under this definition</p>
<p>b.The deep tenderness, affection, or concern felt for a person with whom one has or wishes to have a relationship based on sexual attraction.  c. the object of such an attraction: BELOVED  4.a. An intense sexual passion. b. sexual intercourse c. LOVE AFFAIR 1 (the definition follows below)  5. An intense emotional attachment, as for a pet or treasured object.</p>
<p>The definition is not finished, but I have to point out something here.  Why is it that we can simply be intensely emotionally attached to a pet or a thing, but if we love another human, then it would appear that we are only thinking of sex?  Perhaps Mr. Webster has never loved anyone before.  Anyway, back to the definition.</p>
<p>6.a. A strong enthusiasm &lt;a LOVE of art&gt; b. the object of such enthusiasm &lt;fishing is my greatest LOVE&gt; 7. Love. myth. Eros or Cupid, the god of love.</p>
<p>Once again, the definition is not finished but let me draw your attention to another point.  Eros was the Greek god of love.  However, the term Eros also means love.  Specifically, sexual love.  This is the root of the word &#8220;erotic&#8221; in our language.</p>
<p>Finally, though, they get a few things right about love in the next few definitions.</p>
<p>8.a. God&#8217;s mercy and benevolence toward humans. b. humankind&#8217;s devotion to or adoration of God.  c. A feeling of kindness or brotherhood towards others. 9. Love. <em>Christian Science</em>.  God 1c 10. A zero score in tennis.</p>
<p>So those last ones are alright.  But now they look at love as a verb.</p>
<p>-v. loved, loving, loves  -vt. 1.To feel love for 2.a. To caress or embrace.  b. To have sexual intercourse with.  3. To desire enthusiastically &lt;LOVES to read&gt; 4. To thrive on: NEED &lt;A plant that LOVES humidity&gt;  -vi. To feel affection or experience sexual desier for another.</p>
<p>Then it gives examples of common idioms and phrases.</p>
<p>-<strong>fall in love</strong>.  To become enamored of or sexually attracted to another.  -<strong>for love or money</strong>.  under any circumstances &lt;wouldn&#8217;t do that FOR LOVE OR MONEY&gt;</p>
<p>Then it lists synonyms and antonyms, which I won&#8217;t bother listing here.  Then not far below is the definition of &#8220;love affair&#8221;  that they directed you to.  There are several definitions, but I&#8217;ll just give you the one they referred you to.</p>
<p>love affair-n. 1. an intimate sexual relationship or episode between lovers</p>
<p>&#8230;</p>
<p>&#8230;</p>
<p>&#8230;</p>
<p>Something has clearly gone wrong.</p>
<p>That is not what most of us think of when we think of love.  When someone says love, we don&#8217;t immediately think &#8220;Oh, they must mean an intimate sexual relationship or episode between lovers.&#8221;  No.  We think of tree-lined avenues through a park, and holding hands walking along the riverbank, of sitting together in a quiet secluded corner of a nice restaurant, having a candlelit dinner, and talking quietly with one another.  Of rescuing the damsel in distress, and of sweeping her off her feet, of self-sacrifice, and of the tender suffering that comes from being separated from the one you love.</p>
<p>This almost makes me ashamed to say &#8220;I love you&#8221; anymore.  Either what most of us consider to be love is not in fact love, and must therefore be given a new name, or we need to reassess the current definition of love.</p>
<p>This then begs the question:</p>
<p>What is love?</p>
<p>Please comment on this post, and let me know what you think.  Then, soon, we will take those and extrapolate a new definition of love.</p>
<p>So, let me know what you think.  Until then, I&#8217;m signing off.</p>
<p>Seti I</p>
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		<title>Okay, I might as well get this over with&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 17:32:29 +0000</pubDate>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, so I know I promised to explain everything in this post, but unfortunately, the explanation is going to have to wait, sorry if that disappointed you, but it&#8217;s just the way it is.  Honestly, I don&#8217;t like trying to keep the secret any more than you do, but it is unfortunately necessary, sorry.  That&#8217;s my final word, and I&#8217;m not going to tell, until I&#8217;m going to.  So don&#8217;t bother to ask me for details.</p>
<p>Just for fun (and to waste more of your precious time for the sake of getting a few laughs) I&#8217;m going to post a chain note on facebook that I just completed.  If you don&#8217;t read it all the way through, or don&#8217;t read it period, that&#8217;s fine, I understand, but it would be nice if you did.  Just sayin.  Here it is, in all it&#8217;s unedite, unspellchecked glory, lol&#8230;</p>
<p>If I had actually walked up all of these &#8220;steps,&#8221; I&#8217;d be 25 pounds lighter, lol.</p>
<p>STEP ONE: Spell your name with Songs<br />
Take it to the Limit<br />
All Shook Up<br />
Layla (I like the acoustic version best, personally)<br />
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds<br />
One of These Nights<br />
Nations of the World  (by Yakko Warner)  lol, gotta love the classics</p>
<p>STEP TWO:<br />
– Name: Tallon Aseves<br />
– Birth date: July 12, 1992<br />
– Nickname: lol, I don&#8217;t have time to list all of them.<br />
– Eye Color: Brown<br />
– Hair Color: Brown<br />
– Zodiac Sign: Cancer</p>
<p>STEP THREE:<br />
–The shoes you wore today: none, I haven&#8217;t worn shoes today, and probably won&#8217;t anytime today either.<br />
– Your weaknesses: Only one person knows my secret identity and my weakness, and I know that person won&#8217;t tell.<br />
– Your fear(s): I&#8217;ve got one pretty big one right now, but I&#8217;m hoping it comes to nothing<br />
– Your perfect pizza:  The banker&#8217;s special, from Benny&#8217;s pizza<br />
– Goal you’d like to achieve: Long story</p>
<p>STEP FOUR:<br />
– Your best physical feature: I don&#8217;t know.  Ask someone else, lol.<br />
– Your bedtime? lat, usually, I like to stay up and read, or watch a good movie.<br />
– Most missed memory? hmm&#8230; I can think of a few memories I&#8217;ve missed.</p>
<p>STEP FIVE:<br />
This Or That&#8230;<br />
– Pepsi or Coke?  Don&#8217;t care.<br />
– McDonald’s or Burger King: I like BK&#8217;s patties and Mc&#8217;D's buns (grow up, lol)<br />
– Adidas or Nike: lol, can you say, &#8220;Wal-mart brand&#8221;<br />
– Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Don&#8217;t care<br />
– Chocolate or Vanilla: depends<br />
– Cappuccino or coffee: depends, usually cappucino, sweeter</p>
<p>STEP SIX:<br />
Do You…<br />
– Smoke: I am fairly safe around fire, though I have once lit up an oven mitt, and it smoked<br />
– Curse: I try not to, but I do a lot more than I should in my mind, and occasionally one slips out.<br />
– Sing: yes, and I&#8217;m pretty good<br />
– Dance: not as often as I should, but I&#8217;m pretty good, or so I&#8217;ve been told. I was in a musical, so these last two were kinda required.<br />
– Take a shower everyday: almost<br />
– Do you think you’ve been in love?: lol, when you&#8217;re in love, there is no think.. you know.<br />
– Want to go to college: It would be nice to get a degree, yeah.<br />
– Like(d) high school: eh&#8230; it has it&#8217;s ups and downs<br />
– Want to get married: Definitely.  A man is always stronger with another at his side<br />
– Get motion sickness: no, not that I know of<br />
– Think you’re attractive: Maybe a little.<br />
– Think you’re a health freak: No, but I have been careful of what I eat more so lately, and apparently it payed off, as long as that scale was telling the truth. The fact that my belt won&#8217;t go any tighter, and that my jeans keep falling off when I&#8217;m not wearing my belt is a good sign though, lol.<br />
– Get along with your parents: Pretty much</p>
<p>STEP SEVEN:<br />
In the past month…<br />
– Gone to the mall: yes<br />
– Eaten an entire box of Oreos: lol, no, but it sounds pretty good right now, I can tell you<br />
– Eaten Sushi: I haven&#8217;t tried sushi, and I&#8217;m not entirely sure I want to. Raw fish is an acquired taste&#8230; one that I&#8217;m not sure I want to acquire<br />
– Been on stage: lol, I walk across it every Sunday at church, but I haven&#8217;t been performing, no.<br />
– Gone skating: not in a while, I don&#8217;t skate very well<br />
– Made homemade cookies: not in the last month, but I have eaten homemade cookies in the last month<br />
– Gone Skinny dipping: &#8230;not that I can remember, lol<br />
– Stolen anything: shhhhh&#8230;</p>
<p>STEP EIGHT:<br />
Ever…<br />
– Played a game that required removal of clothing: uh, no<br />
– If so, was it mixed company: n/a<br />
- Flashed anyone: once again:  uh, no<br />
– Been beaten up: yep, 5th grade.  But i waited till I was home before I cried, lol<br />
– Shoplifted: no</p>
<p>STEP NINE:<br />
– Age you hope to be married: It depends on how things look after college, and how everything works out<br />
– Numbers of Children: lol, one to start with, maybe getting as high as 3.<br />
– Describe your Dream Wedding: umm&#8230; one that doesn&#8217;t hurt too much in the wallet would be nice. I won&#8217;t remember much of it anyway, so there&#8217;s not a whole lot of point spending a vast mountain of money on it. I&#8217;ll be marrying a woman, not a wedding venue.<br />
– What country would you most like to visit? psh&#8230; too many choices</p>
<p>STEP TEN:<br />
In the opposite sex..<br />
– Best eye color?: Don&#8217;t really care<br />
– Best hair color?: Don&#8217;t really care<br />
– Short hair or long hair?: see above<br />
– Height: Do you even have to ask?</p>
<p>STEP ELEVEN:<br />
– Number of people I could trust with my life: There are a few. One I would definitely trust with, and a few who I would possibly trust it with<br />
– Number of CDs that I own: very few actually, but I do like my ipod.<br />
– Number of tattoos: one, a souvenir of a run-in with an ashtray, just next to my right eye.<br />
– Number of piercings: Zero.</p>
<p>Personal Quiz<br />
Who were you with yesterday? Church people, family, talked some on facebook with Mariah, and that was about it.<br />
What woke you up this morning? Wake up?  or get up?  Those are two completely different things<br />
Where are you? In relation to what?<br />
Is tomorrow going to be a good day? I hope so.<br />
Do you like anybody? I like quite a few people.  I have several good friends, and I like them a lot</p>
<p>THE PAST<br />
Ever thrown up in public? umm&#8230; I don&#8217;t think so&#8230; depends on how you define public, I guess<br />
Passed out because of alcohol? No<br />
What’s on your mind RIGHT NOW? The same thing that&#8217;s always on my mind. &lt;insert dramatic sigh&gt; lol, I love the look consternation on your face as you attempt to figure that one out. I&#8217;m not telling, so heehee. lol</p>
<p>THE FUTURE<br />
What kind of home would you like?I care more about the people who share it with me, rather than the home itself<br />
What do you want to be when you grow up? Who said anything about growing up? Growing old is unavoidable, but growing up is another matter entirely<br />
Where do you see yourself in 5 years? Somewhere, with someone, doing something. That&#8217;s about as specific as I can get right now.</p>
<p>IN GENERAL<br />
Do you like candy necklaces? Not much, I&#8217;d rather have a necklace that won&#8217;t get all sticky and gross, thanks<br />
When was the last time you fell over or ran into something? umm.. earlier I think, or maybe yesterday, it happens frequently, lol<br />
Do you listen to music every day? Usually.  Though sometimes lately I haven&#8217;t wanted to.  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' />  too sad.<br />
Do you still go trick or treating? &#8220;I&#8217;m your Huckleberry.  That&#8217;s just my kinda game.&#8221;<br />
What was the last thing you ate? heehee.  Ramen noodles&#8230; Be Jealous, Mariah, be very jealous&#8230;<br />
Are you a fast typer? Pretty fast, but I tend to hit the ; button rather than the &#8216; button a lot, and I hit the m when I mean to hit the ,<br />
Whats your favorite type of soda? Don&#8217;t really have on.<br />
Have you ever moved? More times than most people.  Moving has been on my mind a lot lately, actually, for some strange reason<br />
Have you ever won an award? Yesl<br />
Are you listening to music right now? No.<br />
How long ’till your birthday? Let&#8217;s see, it&#8217;s about 2 and a half months from now, give or take a few days<br />
When were you the saddest in your whole life? That&#8217;s a tough call to make. I don&#8217;t know if a single moment comes to mind, more just phases of sadness.<br />
What time is it? 12:59<br />
Do you use ebay to buy or sell? No<br />
Who makes you mad? Certain possibilites<br />
Have you ever heard a song written about you? No, but I&#8217;ve heard a lot of songs, and found a ot of songs that sort of have become my anthem, and my theme songs<br />
Something you want to happen in 2009? A couple things<br />
Summer 2009? It&#8217;s on it&#8217;s way.  Bringing happiness and prosperity, hopefully<br />
Do you miss 2008? Absolutely not.  I like this year better.  Much much better.<br />
HONESTY SECTION<br />
1. What color is your underwear? I&#8217;m going to be honest.  And honestly, it&#8217;s none of your business, lol<br />
2. Whats on your mind? You asked this question already, and my answer is the same<br />
3. What are you doing right now? Thinking about the thing mentioned in above question<br />
6. Have you done something bad today? umm&#8230; not that I know of&#8230;<br />
8. Who is the last person you talked to on the phone? no idea<br />
9. Are you jealous of someone right now? Absolutely, I&#8217;ve got a whole list of people I&#8217;m jealous of.<br />
10. What makes you mad most of the time? Arrogance, stupidity, and hypocrisy. Oh, and ignorance, and lies for no reason. Well, lies for no reason when they aren&#8217;t very good lies. The people who give those of us who lie convincingly a bad name. I must admit, there is a certain satisfaction to pulling off a perfectly told lie, it&#8217;s like executing a grand master plan, and seeing it all go off like clockwork, thanks to your perfect coordination and guiding hand&#8230; Does that make me bad? Seriously, leave a comment with your answer. I think I actually may be a borderline pathological liar, I take far too much pleasure in it. Though it hasn&#8217;t been as much of a problem recently. Certain close friends have had a profound impact, one in particular. That person has changed me irrevocably, but I wouldn&#8217;t trade it for anything, and I&#8217;m gonna quit rambling now, lol.<br />
11. Do you bite your nails? eww&#8230; no<br />
12. Have you had an eating disorder? lol, why do we feel the need to diagnose everything, to give something a name and call it a disorder or condition, just to make ourselves feel better. Some people eat too much, it&#8217;s simple as that, just face up to the fact, and stop trying to hide it behind prescriptions and diagnoses. I eat more than I probably should, but I&#8217;ve been cutting back lately.<br />
13. Do you want to see someone this very moment? Absolutely, more than anything, it would be very nice to see you again.<br />
14. Are you keeping a big secret now? lol, it&#8217;s funny you should mention it<br />
15. Do you have a friend you don’t actually like? If I don&#8217;t like them, then they aren&#8217;t really my friend<br />
17. Are you in denial? about what?<br />
18. Do you get up in the middle of the night and eat? No, not usually<br />
19. Do you like anyone? This is going to take a while if you keep repeating questions<br />
20. Does anyone like you? I think so.  Unless you lied&#8230; gives evil death stare&#8230; did you lie to me??  lol just kidding.  <img src='http://s1.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>ANGER SECTION</p>
<p>1. What do you do when you’re mad? Have imaginary conversations that are worthy of a Humphrey Bogart movie<br />
3. Ever made anyone cry when you were mad? I don&#8217;t think so. There have been a few times where that was the effect I was going for, and out of curiosity, why is there no 2 in this section?<br />
4. Do you swear when you’re mad? in my mind, in those imaginary conversations.</p>
<p>HAPPY SECTION<br />
1. Are you usually a happy person? Lately, I usually am. Usually, but I&#8217;ve made some decisions and choices lately that have been difficult and painful, and sad somewhat, but I&#8217;m confident that I did the right thing.<br />
2. What makes you the happiest? lol, I can&#8217;t even begin to describe it. It&#8217;s not one thing, it&#8217;s a million little ones, and they all come together to make me happy. It&#8217;s nice to have an army of happy things, lol/<br />
4. Do you believe in yourself? Usually. Those decisions I was talking about have given me a way to test my strength, and I think that as far as morality and purity of spirit go, I can handle more than I thought I could.<br />
5. When people say they think you are good looking/pretty, do you get happy? Umm&#8230; No one&#8217;s ever told me I look pretty&#8230; Actually scratch that, Alicia says that fairly often, but she says the same thing to everyone. Everything is beautiful to her. My mom, pictures of friends on facebook, peanut butter and jelly, randy travis songs, the list is practically endless. But had a friend recently tell me that I looked handsome, and it meant a lot coming from someone who I knew well, and who would not be afraid to tell me if I wasn&#8217;t.</p>
<p>I think I&#8217;d like to end with a quote from one of my favorite movies.  That&#8217;s a good idea, I think.</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ve spent my whole life not knowing what I wanted, just chasing my tail in circles. And now, for the first time, I know exactly what I want, and who.  And that&#8217;s the damnable misery of it.&#8221;</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll leave it to you to figure out what movie it&#8217;s from. And no using google this time, I know you did before. lol. see ya later alligator.</p>
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		<title>My 20th Post!!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 16:16:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey there!  This is now the 20th post I have ever written&#8230; lol, it seems like such a small achievement&#8230; then again, it is, mostly, but still, it&#8217;s a milemarker.  So, here I am again, and this time I actually have&#8230; well, had&#8230; something to write about.  I forget now what it was. Grr&#8230; Oh [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mendacious.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6187300&amp;post=101&amp;subd=mendacious&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey there!  This is now the 20th post I have ever written&#8230; lol, it seems like such a small achievement&#8230; then again, it is, mostly, but still, it&#8217;s a milemarker.  So, here I am again, and this time I actually have&#8230; well, had&#8230; something to write about.  I forget now what it was.</p>
<p>Grr&#8230;</p>
<p>Oh well, I&#8217;ll wait for it to come to me.  But it hasn&#8217;t&#8230; <em><strong>yet</strong></em>.  heehee.  I like that word a lot.  It&#8217;s my favorite.  Once again, I&#8217;m laughing at the look of puzzlement on your face.  HA!  You will not figure it out.  Unless you are who I think you are.  Then you already knew that though.  If you didn&#8217;t get it, then you&#8217;re not who I thought you were, but the person I thought it was is one of a very small group of people who actually read this on a regular basis.  But  she knows already, cuz she&#8217;s the one who said it originally, but that still doesn&#8217;t make any more sense to you if you&#8217;re not her, but it doesn&#8217;t matter, lol.  again, long story.</p>
<p>In my next post, I promise that all will become clear.  So stay tuned.  lol.  Same bat-time, same bat-channel.  though it may be a week or more till my next post.</p>
<p>Anyway, until then, I&#8217;m just gonna sign off and quit wasting time, lol.</p>
<p>Seti I</p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m not doing the awkwardness posts at the moment, because no one has bothered to send me any.  If you have one, go ahead and send it, I&#8217;ll still put it up, but I&#8217;m going to go back to doing posts as usual.</p>
<p>So now the only thing to do is find something to write on&#8230; hmm&#8230;</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t worry, something will come to me eventually.  Or you and I will just be very bored for a while.</p>
<p>So, while I wait for something, I&#8217;ll just kinda ramble.  I went to the high Museum of Art in Atlanta yesterday.  Yeah, I did.  Saw the exhibit on the terracotta soldiers from China.  Pretty cool.  Yep.  I don&#8217;t remember much of what I read, but I had fun.  Got lost in the parking garage under Atlantic Station.  That was pretty fun, too.  One of the highlights of the afternoon.  Went with Mariah and her Mom.  First time I had met either of them, but they were both even nicer than i had thought.</p>
<p>Still haven&#8217;t come up with anything to write about, so I&#8217;ll just continue to ramble.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m recording some songs right now.  Yep, expanding my itunes library.  I&#8217;m sure that&#8217;s of no interest to you whatsoever, but I figured I&#8217;d tell ya anyway.  <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Anyway, today has been a very good day so far.  Yeez, it has indeed.  Especially because only one person on Earth will understand that last sentence.</p>
<p>That made no sense to you, I&#8217;m guessing, and, no, I&#8217;m not going to clarify it.  I&#8217;ll just leave you guessing.  But I will give you a hint, it revolves around a very simple word, and for today at least, it&#8217;s one of, if not my absolute, favorite word.  And that word is &#8220;yet.&#8221;</p>
<p>I&#8217;m sorry, but I can&#8217;t help laughing at the confused look on your face.  It&#8217;s a very long story.</p>
<p>So now, I&#8217;ve pretty much just wasted the last several minuts of your life, and you will never get them back.  Don&#8217;t worry, most of my other posts aren&#8217;t this pointless.  They are actually usually very pointed and they tend to make sense, but in my delirium, I&#8217;m making one that has absolutely no point or meaning.  So it&#8217;s not really &#8220;Business As Usual,&#8221; which was the original title, so I&#8217;m going to change it now&#8230;</p>
<p>There, that fits a little better.</p>
<p>So anyway, where was I?  Oh yes&#8230; rambling.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m actually kinda out of things to ramble about right now.  Ha, that&#8217;s funny.  Well, okay, I&#8217;ve got plenty to ramble about, well, one thing in particular, and I could do quite a bit of rambling, but I won&#8217;t, because it&#8217;s none of your bloody business, and it would probably just bore you anyway.</p>
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