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Date: 16 Mar 2006 10:12:43
From: Twittering One
Subject: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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!BEWARE!
A Sign ...
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~ * ~ A Sign, A Boarded Shingle
Hung Out TO Dry ~ * ~
! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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~ 4 Musical Selections ~
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i. The Open End of Triangle
ii. Sealing Wax & Other Fancy Stuff
iii. Out of Darkness A Warbler
iv. Wardrobe Mistress Rings
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Yes ~
A Morning Wood Roadside Semi ~ OTIC
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* Dogging Arts * Fogging Minds * It's a Star *
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Blog, I'll warrant ye, or dog? Who knows. Pass the grog!
But if ye see me lost pup, please bring that scurvy dog home!
I got Leon a brand-new bone, with a chest full a' booty.
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http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo
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Date: 16 Mar 2006 10:16:41
From: ActionBill@gmail.com
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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Twittering One wrote:
> !BEWARE!
>
> A Sign ...
>
> ~ * ~
> _________________________________________
> ~ * ~ A Sign, A Boarded Shingle
> Hung Out TO Dry ~ * ~
>
> ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
> _________________________________________
> ~ 4 Musical Selections ~
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> ~ * * ~
> i. The Open End of Triangle
> ii. Sealing Wax & Other Fancy Stuff
> iii. Out of Darkness A Warbler
> iv. Wardrobe Mistress Rings
>
> ~ * ~ ~
> _________________________________________
> Yes ~
> A Morning Wood Roadside Semi ~ OTIC
> _________________________________________
> * Dogging Arts * Fogging Minds * It's a Star *
> _________________________________________
> *
> ~ * ~
> Blog, I'll warrant ye, or dog? Who knows. Pass the grog!
> But if ye see me lost pup, please bring that scurvy dog home!
> I got Leon a brand-new bone, with a chest full a' booty.
> _________________
> http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo
Where's the triptych?
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Date: 16 Mar 2006 19:14:59
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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iv. Wardrobe Mistress Rings
~ * With feverish haste we had turned the body over, and that
dripping beard was pointing up to the cold, clear moon. There
could be no doubt about the beetling forehead, the sunken animal
eyes. It was indeed the same face which had glared upon me in the
light of the candle from over the rock--the face of Seiden, the
Chasers of Criminals.
Then in an instant it was all clear to me. I remembered how the
baronet had told me that he had handed his old wardrobe to
Barrymore. Barrymore had passed it on in order to help Seiden in
her escape. Boots, shirt, cap--it was all Sir Henry's. The
tragedy was still black enough, but this man had at least
deserved death by the laws of his country. I told Holmes how the
matter stood, my heart bubbling over with thankfulness and joy.
"Then the clothes have been the poor devil's death," said he. "It
is clear enough that the hound has been laid on from some article
of Sir Henry's--the boot which was abstracted in the hotel, in
all probability--and so ran this man down. There is one very
singular thing, however: How came Seiden, in the darkness, to
know that the hound was on her trail ~ ?" * ~
~ Sherlock Holmes,
>From "Hounds of The Baskervilles"
http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext02/bskrv11a.txt
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Date: 16 Mar 2006 18:54:22
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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iii. Out of Darkness A Warbling Wolfer
~ * PLEASE may I come in? I am Boots. I am son of Kildonan
Brogue-Champion Reserve-V.H.C.-very fine dog; and
no-dash-parlour-tricks, Master says, except I can sit-up, and put paws
over nose. It is called 'Making Beseech.' Look! I do it out of own
head. Not for telling . . . . This is Flat-in-Town. I live here with
Own God.
I tell ... * ~
~ Rudyard Kipling,
>From "Thy Servant a Dog"
http://whitewolf.newcastle.edu.au/words/authors/K/KiplingRudyard/prose/ThyServantADog/servantdog.html
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Date: 16 Mar 2006 18:43:51
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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i=2E The Open End of Triangle
~ * Sirius (=CE=B1 CMa / =CE=B1 Canis Majoris / Alpha Canis Majoris) is the
brightest star in the nighttime sky, with a visual apparent magnitude
of =E2=88=921.46. It is located in the constellation Canis Major.
Its name comes from the Latin s=C4=ABrius, from Greek =CF=83=CE=B5=CE=AF=CF=
=81=CE=B9=CE=BF=CF=82
(seirios, "glowing" or "scorcher"). As the major star of the "Big Dog"
constellation, it is often called the "Dog Star".
Sirius can be seen from every inhabited region of the Earth's surface
and, in the Northern Hemisphere, is known as a vertex of the Winter
Triangle. * ~
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sirius
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Date: 16 Mar 2006 18:06:28
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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~ * As they were thus talking, a dog that had been lying asleep raised
his head and pricked up his ears. This was Argos, whom Odysseus had
bred before setting out for Troy, but he had never had any enjoyment
from him.
In the old days he used to be taken out by the young men when they went
hunting wild goats, or deer, or hares, but now that his master was gone
he was lying neglected on the heaps of mule and cow dung that lay in
front of the stable doors till the men should come and draw it away to
manure the great close; and he was full of fleas.
As soon as he saw Odysseus standing there, he dropped his ears and
wagged his tail, but he could not get close up to his master. When
Odysseus saw the dog on the other side of the yard, dashed a tear from
his eyes without Eumaeus seeing it, and said:
"Eumaeus, what a noble hound that is over yonder on the manure heap:
his build is splendid; is he as fine a fellow as he looks, or is he
only one of those dogs that come begging about a table, and are kept
merely for show?"
"This hound," answered Eumaeus, "belonged to him who has died in a far
country. If he were what he was when Odysseus left for Troy, he would
soon show you what he could do. There was not a wild beast in the
forest that could get away from him when he was once on its tracks.
But now he has fallen on evil times, for his master is dead and gone,
and the women take no care of him. Servants never do their work when
their master's hand is no longer over them, for Zeus takes half the
goodness out of a man when he makes a slave of him."
As he spoke he went inside the buildings to the cloister where the
suitors were, but Argos died as soon as he had recognized his master. *
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~ Homer,
>From "The Odyssey"
Book 17
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Date: 16 Mar 2006 12:53:44
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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Where's the triptych?
~ AB
L'air.
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Date: 16 Mar 2006 10:45:54
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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~ * Old School Seals,
Great Variety of Wax, Seals
& more ...
http://www.oldschoolseals.com/index.cfm
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Date: 16 Mar 2006 10:36:26
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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"On the trapeze of flight, if lettered,
A Matter of Expert, if inspired,
May produce pages of The Beauty
Using the ink of the willow stick,
If aged a season, of reason's origin,
The disarray of light, a Balinese
Brush, silk picot, if paired knot,
A buzzing seen, if stirred, or even old light
If, circumspectly, from Cepheid
Captured, in a nutshell, squirreled
Away."
~ Pinnacles
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Date: 16 Mar 2006 22:55:21
From: Double-A
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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Twittering One wrote:
> ~ * As they were thus talking, a dog that had been lying asleep raised
> his head and pricked up his ears. This was Argos, whom Odysseus had
> bred before setting out for Troy, but he had never had any enjoyment
> from him.
>
> In the old days he used to be taken out by the young men when they went
> hunting wild goats, or deer, or hares, but now that his master was gone
> he was lying neglected on the heaps of mule and cow dung that lay in
> front of the stable doors till the men should come and draw it away to
> manure the great close; and he was full of fleas.
>
> As soon as he saw Odysseus standing there, he dropped his ears and
> wagged his tail, but he could not get close up to his master. When
> Odysseus saw the dog on the other side of the yard, dashed a tear from
> his eyes without Eumaeus seeing it, and said:
>
> "Eumaeus, what a noble hound that is over yonder on the manure heap:
> his build is splendid; is he as fine a fellow as he looks, or is he
> only one of those dogs that come begging about a table, and are kept
> merely for show?"
>
> "This hound," answered Eumaeus, "belonged to him who has died in a far
> country. If he were what he was when Odysseus left for Troy, he would
> soon show you what he could do. There was not a wild beast in the
> forest that could get away from him when he was once on its tracks.
>
> But now he has fallen on evil times, for his master is dead and gone,
> and the women take no care of him. Servants never do their work when
> their master's hand is no longer over them, for Zeus takes half the
> goodness out of a man when he makes a slave of him."
>
> As he spoke he went inside the buildings to the cloister where the
> suitors were, but Argos died as soon as he had recognized his master. *
> ~
>
> ~ Homer,
> >From "The Odyssey"
> Book 17
As she spoke she infused fresh vigour into him, and when he had
prayed to her he poised his spear and hurled it. He hit Eupeithes'
helmet, and the spear went right through it, for the helmet stayed
it not, and his armour rang rattling round him as he fell heavily to
the ground. Meantime Ulysses and his son fell the front line of the
foe and smote them with their swords and spears; indeed, they would
have killed every one of them, and prevented them from ever getting
home again, only Minerva raised her voice aloud, and made every one
pause. "Men of Ithaca," she cried, "cease this dreadful war, and settle
the matter at once without further bloodshed."
On this pale fear seized every one; they were so frightened that
their arms dropped from their hands and fell upon the ground at the
sound of the goddess's voice, and they fled back to the city for their
lives. But Ulysses gave a great cry, and gathering himself together
swooped down like a soaring eagle. Then the son of Saturn sent a
thunderbolt of fire that fell just in front of Minerva, so she said to
Ulysses, "Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, stop this warful strife, or
Jove will be angry with you."
Thus spoke Minerva, and Ulysses obeyed her gladly. Then Minerva
assumed the form and voice of Mentor, and presently made a covenant of
peace between the two contending parties.
Homer,
>From "The Odyssey"
Book 24
Let's make peace.
Double-A
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Date: 18 Mar 2006 18:37:49
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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!Enough!
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Date: 18 Mar 2006 18:35:08
From: Double-A
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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Twittering One wrote:
> Let's make peace.
> ~ Double-A
>
> RU & I
> @ war ~ ?
I should hope not!
No, I meant it in the more general sense.
I'm tired of all the fighting in the world, aren't you?
I always liked the end of that story where Athena (Minerva) steps in
and forces the two warring factions to make peace.
I think it's about time for peace in the world, and someone needs to
step in and say, "Stop!".
Glad to hear from you again.
Take care.
Double-A
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Date: 18 Mar 2006 18:03:58
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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Let's make peace.
~ Double-A
RU & I
@ war ~ ?
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Date: 18 Mar 2006 23:15:38
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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~ * Studies
Of a Dog's Paw * ~
1490
"Leonardo used both sides of the paper for his detailed studies of a
dog's left forepaw. The paw, probably of a deerhound, is shown from a
variety of angles.
This is typical of Leonardo's analytical approach to the natural
world, which he explored through extensive, and often annotated,
drawings.
Here Leonardo used metalpoint ~ a technique which required considerable
control, for it was difficult to correct lines drawn with the metal
(usually silver) stylus on specially prepared paper.
The faint TL stamp, lower left, confirms the drawing, made around 1480,
later formed part the drawings collection formed by the British painter
Sir Thomas Lawrence (1769-1830)."
~ The National Galleries of Scotland
http://www.nationalgalleries.org/collections/top_ten_search.php?objectId=14750
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Date: 18 Mar 2006 23:10:20
From: Twittering One
Subject: Re: A Morning Wood ! * ! Sonic Triptych * ~ ~
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ii. Sealing Wax & Other Fancy Stuff
Unseal The Song ...
"The song of all songs, which is Solomon's.
That you would kiss me with the kisses of your mouth!
For your caresses are better than wine
Your anointing oils are fragrant, your name is perfume poured out
Therefore the virgins love you.
Draw me after you, and I will follow you eagerly.
Be my king and take me to your chambers.
We will be happy together; we will extol your love more than wine;
Rightly do they love you."
~ Solomon,
"Song of Songs"
1:1-4
http://www.creationfoundation.co.uk/Principles/p1.html
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~ * The Paws of a Dog
"The average person looks without seeing,
Listens without hearing, touches without feeling,
Eats without tasting
And inhales without awareness of color or fragrance,
And talks without thinking."
~ Leonardo da Vinci
[... that OTHER one]
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