"we're all stories in the end, lets just make it a good one. eh?" -the doctor
Sunday, September 12, 2010
When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride,
He shouts to scare the monster who will often turn aside.
But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail,
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
When Nag, the wayside cobra, hears the careless foot of man,
He will sometimes wriggle sideways and avoid it if he can,
But his mate makes no such motion where she camps beside the trail -
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
When the early Jesuit fathers preached to Hurons and Choctaws,
They prayed to be delivered from the vengeance of the squaws -
'Twas the women, not the warriors, turned those stark enthusiasts pale -
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
Man's timid heart is bursting with the things he must not say,
For the Woman that God gave him isn't his to give away;
But when hunter meets with husband, each confirms the others tale -
The female of the species is more deadly than the male.
Man, a bear in most relations, worm and savage otherwise,
Man propounds negotiations, Man accepts the compromise;
Very rarely will he squarely push the logic of a fact
To its ultimate conclusion in unmitigated act.
Fear, or foolishness, impels him, ere he lay the wicked low,
To concede some form of trial even to his fiercest foe.
Mirth obscene diverts his anger; Doubt and Pity oft perplex
Him in dealing with an issue - to the scandal of the Sex!
But the Woman that God gave him, every fibre of her frame
Proves her launched for one sole issue, armed and engined for the same,
And to serve that single issue, lest the generations fail,
The female of the species must be deadlier than the male.
She who faces Death by torture for each life beneath her breast
May not deal in doubt or pity - must not swerve for fact or jest.
these be purely male diversions - not in these her honor dwells -
She, the Other Law we live by, is that Law and nothing else!
She can bring no more to living than the powers that make her great
As the Mother of the Infant and the Mistress of the Mate;
And when Babe and Man are lacking and she strides unclaimed to claim
Her right as femme (and baron), her equipment is the same.
She is wedded to convictions - in default of grosser ties;
Her contentions are her children, Heaven help him, who denies!
He will meet no cool discussion, but the instant, white-hot wild
Wakened female of the species warring as for spouse and child.
Unprovoked and awful charges - even so the she-bear fights;
Speech that drips, corrodes and poisons - even so the cobra bites;
Scientific vivisection of one nerve till it is raw,
And the victim writhes with anguish - like the Jesuit with the squaw!
So it comes that Man, the coward, when he gathers to confer
With his fellow-braves in council, dare not leave a place for her
Where, at war with Life and Conscience, he uplifts his erring hands
To some God of abstract justice - which no woman understands.
And Man knows it! Knows, moreover, that the Woman that God gave him
Must command but may not govern; shall enthrall but not enslave him.
And She knows, because She warns him and Her instincts never fail,
That the female of Her species is more deadly than the male!
He shouts to scare the monster who will often turn aside.
But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail,
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
When Nag, the wayside cobra, hears the careless foot of man,
He will sometimes wriggle sideways and avoid it if he can,
But his mate makes no such motion where she camps beside the trail -
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
When the early Jesuit fathers preached to Hurons and Choctaws,
They prayed to be delivered from the vengeance of the squaws -
'Twas the women, not the warriors, turned those stark enthusiasts pale -
For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
Man's timid heart is bursting with the things he must not say,
For the Woman that God gave him isn't his to give away;
But when hunter meets with husband, each confirms the others tale -
The female of the species is more deadly than the male.
Man, a bear in most relations, worm and savage otherwise,
Man propounds negotiations, Man accepts the compromise;
Very rarely will he squarely push the logic of a fact
To its ultimate conclusion in unmitigated act.
Fear, or foolishness, impels him, ere he lay the wicked low,
To concede some form of trial even to his fiercest foe.
Mirth obscene diverts his anger; Doubt and Pity oft perplex
Him in dealing with an issue - to the scandal of the Sex!
But the Woman that God gave him, every fibre of her frame
Proves her launched for one sole issue, armed and engined for the same,
And to serve that single issue, lest the generations fail,
The female of the species must be deadlier than the male.
She who faces Death by torture for each life beneath her breast
May not deal in doubt or pity - must not swerve for fact or jest.
these be purely male diversions - not in these her honor dwells -
She, the Other Law we live by, is that Law and nothing else!
She can bring no more to living than the powers that make her great
As the Mother of the Infant and the Mistress of the Mate;
And when Babe and Man are lacking and she strides unclaimed to claim
Her right as femme (and baron), her equipment is the same.
She is wedded to convictions - in default of grosser ties;
Her contentions are her children, Heaven help him, who denies!
He will meet no cool discussion, but the instant, white-hot wild
Wakened female of the species warring as for spouse and child.
Unprovoked and awful charges - even so the she-bear fights;
Speech that drips, corrodes and poisons - even so the cobra bites;
Scientific vivisection of one nerve till it is raw,
And the victim writhes with anguish - like the Jesuit with the squaw!
So it comes that Man, the coward, when he gathers to confer
With his fellow-braves in council, dare not leave a place for her
Where, at war with Life and Conscience, he uplifts his erring hands
To some God of abstract justice - which no woman understands.
And Man knows it! Knows, moreover, that the Woman that God gave him
Must command but may not govern; shall enthrall but not enslave him.
And She knows, because She warns him and Her instincts never fail,
That the female of Her species is more deadly than the male!
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Today I remember what happened. today is 9/11. God bless the families of the people who died in the twin tower tragidy 9 years ago. God grant that ground zero will not become a mosque(a mosque on ground zero would signifie victory. a muslum tradition of building on conquered sites).
I was only five when I happened but I remember seeing it on the news over seas. I will never forget it. I remember it, and I hope you do as well.
I pledge alligiance to the flag, of the united states of America. and to the republic for which it stands.
One nation, under God, indevisable with liberty and justice for all.
Image via Wikipedia
I was only five when I happened but I remember seeing it on the news over seas. I will never forget it. I remember it, and I hope you do as well.
I pledge alligiance to the flag, of the united states of America. and to the republic for which it stands.
One nation, under God, indevisable with liberty and justice for all.

Thursday, September 9, 2010
the bestest books I've read (besides the bible)
The hidden hand; E.D.E.N Southworth Rating:5/5 (family friendly)
Lord of the Rings; J.R.R Tolkien Rating:5/5 (may or may ot be good for little kids (4/5), violance)
Inkheart; ?? Funke Rating:4/5 ( very mild Language (where can you find on that doesn't?))
Image via WikipediaMaybe I should clarify my rating system. 5/5 is really good. 4/5 is good but may not be as suitable for younger kids. If I put a second rating in parethasis it's probabley for younger kids.
Lord of the Rings; J.R.R Tolkien Rating:5/5 (may or may ot be good for little kids (4/5), violance)
Inkheart; ?? Funke Rating:4/5 ( very mild Language (where can you find on that doesn't?))
(third place ties with Eragon; Christopher Paolini Rating; 4/5)

Monday, September 6, 2010
Isaih 40:
26)"To whom then will you liken Me
Or to whom shall I be equal?"
Says the Holy One.
Lift up your eyes on high.
And see sho has created these things,
who brings out their host by number;
He calls them all by name
By the greatness of his might and the strength of his pwer; not one is missing.
...
28)Have you not known?
Have you not heard?
The everlasting God, the Lord,
The creator of the ends of the earth,
neither Faints nor is weary.
His understanding is unsearchable.
26)"To whom then will you liken Me
Or to whom shall I be equal?"
Says the Holy One.
Lift up your eyes on high.
And see sho has created these things,
who brings out their host by number;
He calls them all by name
By the greatness of his might and the strength of his pwer; not one is missing.
...
28)Have you not known?
Have you not heard?
The everlasting God, the Lord,
The creator of the ends of the earth,
neither Faints nor is weary.
His understanding is unsearchable.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
my first day at the state fair
I went to the fair yesterday with my brother, tyler, and two friends. it was just us four and soo much fun. I think they were purposely trying to make me sick. but it was fun. we went on the hammerhead then to the 1001 nights and then to the gravitron. after that I stayed on the gound and with david while my brother took his sister on the round up. would you beleive that that was the first time I have ever been to the state fair? well it was fun. excpt for the nagging feeling that I'm about to lose my guts. after that I could not eat. even though they were all trying to make me eat. tyler made me try his pork whatever and reneigh was trying to get me to order something and then david sharing his nachoes and then the chocolate covered bacon....I did n't want to eat but I was well taken care of. why wouldn't I be I was being watched over by two green belts and a brown belt. we started walking to the meeting place and were picked up around nine. in the evening because of church today. it was so much fun. ;) the rides were fun. we ran into some of our other judo freinds there too.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Praise, praise him
Two things. We are trying to get a survival class funded up here, well, on of our friends is willing to cover the $3,000. that it would take to get the right equipment.
Praise number two, I got my yellow belt in judo!! I’m so happy.
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