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Oct 3 2010, 10:41 PM
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It was starting. Chuck could see it, of course, his visions were growing less and less by the minute. He could feel them fading as the angels slowly had left Earth. He knew they wouldn�t last much longer. It was here. Croation. He was in the middle of locking up his house. Not sure of what to do. He knew he had to find Dean and Sam and FAST. He quickly boarded up his house before anything else came to home.
Chuck took what he could with him. He saw a vision of Dean leading a camp. Some camp out in the boonies somewhere, but Chuck was able to find where it was pretty quickly.
He quickly gabbed his things and left. Right as he was leaving he saw an explosion hit his house. He was fairly surprised as he saw his house get completely destroyed. He frowned looking around at his neighborhood. Everything was completely destroyed.
Chuck paced back and forth at Dean�s camp. The memories he had were seeping into him like crazy. He knew it was MAKING him crazy. They weren�t really visions anymore, mostly just memories. Not good ones at that. He sighed as he walked around the camp checking out the different areas and making sure they had plenty of supplies. That seemed to be his job, was supplies.
They were always running low though. What else would they need besides toilet paper? That seemed to be the most important thing and they were almost out of it again.
Chuck missed writing. He wanted more then anything then to be able to write what he could when he could. Even if he didn�t have the visions anymore he still wrote about what was happening at the camp. He figured it would be good to have a log of everything.
Chuck found himself nearing Castiel�s cabin. He peeked in for a moment hoping that Castiel would not be naked or anything. He knocked on the door, �Uh....Cas?� he asked him softly. �Cas its me....I have some uh, toilet paper and other things you might want...� Chuck asked sheepishly.
This is what he resorted too. Once a great Prophet of the Lord, now a looser carrying bags of toilet paper and pantry items to different cabins. He sighed trying not to look TOOO miserable.
He continued to walk inside. �Cas?� he asked again. He frowned when he opened Cas�s door. �Aw man...� he muttered.
Oct 3 2010, 11:14 PM
Castiel had not been awake when Chuck came into his cabin, passed out on his face, the sheets thrown off his naked form, Castiel slept. This was a human reflex that he enjoyed right off the bat, when his angelic powers started to wan.
At first Castiel was filled with nothing but complaints, his first human emotion that he could confidently own was disdain, then pain, and confusion, exhaustion, hunger, and all the while Dean had to be the one on the receiving end of his complaints.
Months passed under this new discovery of his human vessel no longer being what it was and transforming into what he is now, a human with brief perceptions of
Between his whining Dean had put Castiel to work, simply to get his mind off of the realization that humanity was now more his family than the angels above. He helped Dean find a camp, refugees, and settled into a rhythm, finding his place among the compound when he had found a means to quiet his persistent wonderings of life and what it would entail for him to be comfortable.
Dean taught him to hold his liquor, and despite not being a full fledged angel anymore, his tolerance was rather high, and thereafter so was Castiel. He had decidedly entered into his new human life wanting to enjoy the pleasures of the world while inherently keeping a sense of community and brotherhood. He'd explain all of this to anyone who asked him but, the shorthand reference to what Castiel was to the group of survivors was; hippie.
Whether in his Angelic days to now, Castiel had seen his share of pain and suffering among humankind, but now that he was part of that line, why was it so bad to want to find happiness in the disaster. Whatever he found here at Deans camp was worth fighting for, when the time came for it..whenever Dean said the word, Castiel was right there alongside him.
Dean had been a leader from the day Castiel was charged to bring him up from the swamps of Hell.
A life of meditation, congregation, naturally sating substances and love, wasn't so bad a life to find on the frays of the pummeling Croatoan times, though some would beg to differ with the lot they have been handed now, like Chuck.
Castiel could see the adventure lost in his eyes, and still being one who could perceive every now and then, he felt the mans sense of loss, for what he is now, he feels is not as grand or important as what he once was.
Castiel knew the feeling, but Chuck wasn't the kind who would add himself to the group for long. He was a particular prophet and now he was just a particular man, and a little high strung. He had never seen anyone so demoralized off of the depletion of toilet paper.
Chuck needed a break and Castiel was planning on giving him a break, slipping a bit of weed into his spaghetti sauce but that plan had gone on the waiting list as sampling which buds wold make the best supplement, turned into a seance of minds, as he liked to cal it, which then closed off with the habitual orgy, in which Castiel was sure the love made would ensure Chucks inner healing...whatever that meant.
Now, as Chuck opened the door to his room Castiel squinted against the light that begun to pour in, unmindful and not bothered at all by his nakedness, or as he called it; his freedom. He rolls over and looks to the shadow at his door, just by the way he is standing Castiel knows who it is.
"Hey man, we're havin spaghetti today."
Oct 3 2010, 11:34 PM
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Chuck too was getting used to things. This life...was never his life before. How did they all end up there? Sometimes he felt like there was nothing to do but whine and bitch about how life was treating them all. Then there was Dean. He knew how much loosing Sam meant to Dean, and he knew that Dean was still thinking about it day in and day out. Still....Chuck wished he was able to help more.
Chuck remembered when Cas was fussy. He would complain constantly and it would almost drive him mad, but still...being human wasn�t easy, especially when you weren�t human anymore.
Chuck didn�t know how to react to things at camp right about now. All he knew was, he had to just go with the flow for the time being. That part was hard. Impossible even.
He sighed as he looked around the room, everything was different. Castiel wasn�t the same person anymore and Chuck wanted more then anything to help him. He knew Cas wouldn�t want his help, but still. He didn�t care.
As he saw Cas butt naked, he gasped a bit at first as he held towels.
�Gah....� Chuck cried out a bit as Castiel continued to move around in the bed. He flinched walking over to him. �Cas--- I uh....we have to stop meeting like this...� Chuck rubbed the back of his neck.
He sighed as he continued to fix things around in his room a bit. It was his job, mostly, and he acted as counselor at times too when people needed him. Afterall, he WAS a prophet, so he hoped he would be able to use that much in him at least.
�Cas....� Chuck said
He put the towels down and showed Cas where they were. �Um...fresh towels...� he said to him with a sigh.
He sat down on the edge of Castiel�s bed for a minute and looked at him. �Look Cas, I don�t know....what it means to loose grace or anything like that...I�m just a lonely prophet but...� Chuck rubbed the back of his neck. �This can�t be good for you...� he said to him trying to make sense out of everything.
Oct 3 2010, 11:57 PM
To appease Chuck and to make him feel more comfortable, Cas pulls the towel around his nakedness, fastening the worn yet still useful cloth at his waste with a chuckle.
"Chuck I haven't been an angel for awhile, but I know an offer to genuflect when I see it. Relax man." Sifting through the mess on the makeshift nightstand, Castiel finds what he was looking for, a freshly rolled joint, and sparks it with a wooden match, taking a long pull before he grins and lets out a slithering puff of smoke that halos his head. "You gatta stop talkin about yourself like you've passed on. Ever hear of a self fulfilling prophecy..?" Castiel chuckles at the word asociation concidering who he is talking to. "Sorry man, I know that stuff is a bit touchy for you but..." He takes another pull "You gatta take things as they come, yanno...thinkin about tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, will break any mind that even tries t do that nowadays." Just dressed in the towel, Castile shoves out of bed and begins pacing as he speaks. "I mean look at this room. you know how everyone always complains how this place is always a mess..cluttered?" With another pull he exhales another breath of pungent smoke, smiling now as if he had won a Bingo prize at a church convention. "it's not a mess. I know where everything is, as it is, exactly.. now..today..this minute. Because this is today and..tomorrow, maybe that box of whatever that is in the corner, wont be in the corner because I wont need it there, but I don't know, and I wont know until tomorrow gets here."
He pauses for a moment, looking out the carved hole that was his window in the shack he lived in. It would seem he had even forgotten he was speaking to anyone in particular as the silence grows and he mutters "The world that was, the world that is, and the world that will be..." He nods grinning now, passing his hand over the stubble of his beard. "yeah man." He turns around, looking over at the concerned Chuck sitting on the edge of the bed, he stretches his arm out, offering the joint to Chuck knowing that he wouldn't take it from him, when the camp had gotten around to hearing AND seeing what some of Castiels other previous endeavors to enjoy the bounty that nature delivered, the outcome of all of them, seemed to involve Castiel sleeping naked somewhere.
"That's got to be good."
Oct 4 2010, 12:18 AM
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Chuck looked at Castiel as he started to talk. He continued to help pick up his room, even though Castiel was telling him everything was fine how it was. It wasn�t fine. It was a mess. Couldn�t he see that? Couldn't anyone see anything anymore? As Castiel found the joint that he was looking for, Chuck frowned. Was this really Castiel? The same one who had tried to save Dean Winchester and the others when the Archangel had fried him? He didn�t understand it.
Castiel lit up the joint and Chuck grabbed it from his hand. �Stop it!� he said to him. He couldn�t stand seeing his friend this way. �Stop, please,� he said. �Human or not this isn�t YOU Castiel,� he said shaking his head. �Surely you can find some sort of your old personality back, right?� he asked.
He hoped that was the case, but if not, Chuck would work with him. He wanted to be there for Cas to help. Just as he was often with Dean. He knew how much Dean was hurting. He wanted to be there for everyone he ever had a vision about.
�I�m not...talking about myself like I passed on man!� Chuck said to Cas. �I�m not!� he said. �I�m not the one smoking joints and....having a sex.....convention!� he said pointing his finger at the angel. �Castiel, this isn�t YOU man...� he said trying to talk some sense into him. �Look, I know you lost a lot, but...but you don�t have to act like this,� he said. He stepped on the floor and frowned. He suddenly knew what Cas meant by Spaghetti and that they were having it tonight. �I mean, your not even making SENSE,� Chuck said. He sighed as he scraped the sauce of whatever food was on his foot off of his foot. He was completely disgusted.
As Cas offered the joint to Chuck he frowned, �No,� he said, �No thank you. I like to keep SOME of my brain,� he said shaking his head. He took the joint and crumpled it with his foot.
He sat right next to Castiel. �Cas please...� he said. �Stop this?� Chuck asked. �I know we weren�t ever really close before but....Cas...we need you back....� he said. "I want to help," he added.
Oct 4 2010, 12:42 AM
Chuck was seriously too high strung and as he reacted to Castiel, Cas tried to remain sympathetic to the squirely Chuck. He was honestly trying to help, Castiel could see that but, Chuck was always trying to help, a habit that he had taken from the old world into the new one.
Castiel shakes a hand through his unkempt hair and sighs. "Chuck, don't take this the wrong way but, just because you used to write the songs that made the whole world sing, doesn't mean you hand picked the choir." Deliberately Castiel takes a long pull off of the joint, looking at Chuck before he padded knowingly about the mess in the room to where he had a pair of clean pants. Chuck seemed to have a need to clean up after people, to move about, and it seemed futile to even attempt to pickup after Castiel as things would fall into what people would call disarray in minutes, but what was chaos to others, Castiel called his
organized mess
. He really did know where his things were, and it was a habit he had not been able to shake since his angelic form had taken a more substantially human mold. Everything in heave was so organized, and people on earth were always striving for order, not an agreed upon statue of it, but simply a matter of order. Wars were fought for less, and so, instead of becoming bogged down with the stress of having to find a place for everything, Castiel simply let everything find it's own place as it needed. Sure inanimate objects had no existential thought or life, but that is where Castiels speech about living in the now applied. Things were where they needed to be according to his thought patterns for that day.
Chuck was wrong. Castiel had not lost himself, much like his living quarters, he simply let go of the vehement need to be astutely organized and simply grouped what he had all together, like a hobo with no real destination, and went with the flow, where his feet took him.
Now his feet took him to the bag Chuck had brought in with him, taking his reserves of supplies alotted to him, the joint now dangling from his lips.
"You people still can't get used to the fact that I've joined you, picked up my arms and followed you. Before all this, i was Castiel, the angel of the Lord, and now I'm Castiel the Hippie, but what you guys forget to realize; angel or not, I've always been first and foremost
Castiel." He ashes on the floor , rummaging through another pile before he find a tin cup with a bit of whatever he had been drinking whenever he had filled the cup up. "And they're not sexconventions. They're spiritual journeys on the portal of the physical plane... you could do with a journey Chuck; free your mind."
Oct 4 2010, 01:07 AM
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Chuck sighed knowing that he wasn�t going to say anything to Castiel that would get to him so he shut up for the time being. He decided to continue to pick up Castiel�s mess on the ground. Or his....organized mess, as he called it. The thing was, cleaning up helped Chuck get his mind off of things.
�Castiel, your words don�t make sense anymore,� he said as Casitel said something about a choir. He shook his head, �Come on,� he muttered, �Time to get out of bed and DO something,� he said.
As Cas took a pull of another joint Chuck shook his head watching in disgust. �Casitel stop it!� he said. �Just stop!� Chuck said angrily. It wasn�t like he hadn�t had his fair share of beer and liquor in his days, but this, was a bit much, even for him.
�Cas, even Dean is worried about you, although he probably wouldn�t admit it outloud,� Chuck said. He frowned when Cas continued talking to him. Nothing Cas was saying seemed to make sense to him.
Chuck sighed as he let him talk mindless trips. If Cas was going to be like this, Chuck wasn�t so sure he wanted to be around it. He sighed shaking his head.
�Spiritual journeys?� he asked Cas �How so?� he was confused. How could having sex be a spiritual journey?
Still....Chuck was into that sorta thing, at least he always had been before.
�Y-You want ME to take one?� he asked Casitel suddenly. He stared at him surprised. �I uh, well....okay. What do I do?� he asked. He wasn�t sure what Cas�s TRIPS were like , nor if he wanted to experience one. Maybe if he DID experience one, he would understand.
Oct 4 2010, 01:47 AM
Again he chuckled but more out of frustration at Chuck than anything else. "No, don't do that. I'm not some self deprecating ignorant to my own situation, rambling free mind. My words don't make sense because you don't want to take the time to sit down and listen to them. You can hear me Chuck, but you haven't listened to a word I've said since we got to this place, and I get it. I'm okay with it. To each his own, ya know." He stops at the door, butting out the joint and taking Chuck by the shoulders, looking him straight in the eyes. "I'm
Castiel man. I don't have the wings, and I don't have the regime of Heaven leading me. I've got choice, I've got humanity, I've got this place, the people that live within these gates, and I've got here and now." He holds eyecontact with chuck for a few moments before he moves the man aside with a grunt of an epiphany, having found a shirt, under what functioned as a sink, yanking it over his head.
"Now, if you're serious about takin this journey...and many more after that, what you gatta do first is." with a crooked grin Castiel tilts his head to and fro before moving out of the shack. "Okay well...What was your first time like? you gatta go back to that because that right there.?!" he claps Chuck on the back as they walk about the compound. "That's the first journey man, the first time is always the sacred time. Read your bible man, any religion that covets their virgins, that's why; they don't wanna taint the sacred. The purity of that first journey, you live to be a hundred years old, you wont forget it."
Though unknown to Chuck Castiel has lead them into the female bathing quarters. This was a clearing of four makeshift stalls built in pairs, scantily scattered about the area where, fresh water was carried in pales to the boarded off sections away from their living quarters, where the women would have the privacy to wash. This was only an area they were merely passing through to get to Castiels destination of The Rock.
As they walked Castiel smiled and nodded at any face turned to him, and now a few women draped in towels, some dressed for the day, some dressed for their short walk to the showers.
"Cas, is it Tantric Exploration tonight?" Asked a curvy redhead. her name was Cynthia.
"Cynthia that's not for another two nights, but I'm glad you're eager to learn. it will help." Cynthia kisses Castiel on the cheek and runs off with a grin
"Cas, I think last night, I was able to taste my chakra!" exclaimed Bailey, a tall slender thing with wavy brown hair that went down to her knees.
"The food of the gods, right?1" Castiel responded.
"Oh definitely, it was like nothing I've ever tasted and yet, everything."
"Everything in nothing." He added before he handed Bailey a hug.
"My third eye was revealed to me in a dream Castiel!"
"The Eye sees and your soul blinks." As if he had delivered the holy grail to the group, there is an audible sigh of reverence.
"Who's up for joining me for yoga by The Rock?" The group quickly disperses as those who do not have duties for the morning, rushed off to prepare and others who worked the morning shift hustled off to their stations.
Without skipping a beat Castiel continues his dialogue with Chuck as if nothing had happened. "Life is moving from place to place, if not literally then...take your writing, people read your books for a sense of escapism, going somewhere else without really having to go somewhere else. That as a sacred time for whoever picked up your books. When you write, you're not really conscious of where you're sitting, what time it is, what you're wearing; you escape those confines to become the words you deliver on those pages. Even this place, we move around to ensure its protection, protect those that need it because whether you wanna admit it or not, this place is sacred. it isn't..out there, ya know..?"
Oct 4 2010, 09:05 PM
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Chuck watched as Castiel continued talking. �It�s not that i don�t want to take time to listen to them Cas, its just....your rambling....� he said to him honestly. He sighed as he followed him, �I have listened to what you have said Cas,� he told him, �I have, but...I�m just not getting it...your not yourself anymore,� he said. �I know you think you changed, and that its....for the better maybe? But-But I�m not so sure it is,� Chuck said. �I mean....I know your JUST Castiel...but...� he sighed. �The thing is you always kept ME sane Cas,� he said. �Now everythings just....insane and different! I can�t even come to you anymore about....stuff...and I don�t know...� Chuck sighed trying to get a grip on things here.
He looked at Castiel for a moment, �I�m serious Cas,� he said �I trust you man, and well....you know that but....� he looked at him. �I know i need to relax more,� he said honestly. �I mean what else CAN you do around here?� he asked.
�Your asking me about my first time?� Chuck asked wide eyed. He never really told anyone that before. Let alone Cas, the former angel. �Well I guess it was okay....� he rubbed the back of his neck a bit. �I mean...it wasn�t bad...� he didn�t know how to answer him. �The girl and I didn�t stay together though...� he said.
As they continued walking Chuck noticed the women draped in towles and he raised his eyebrows. �These are all...YOUR girls?� he asked staring at the angel. This was insane. There was no way.....was there? Then all the girls started talking. �Tantric....Exploration? What the hell...no wait...I um, don�t want to know...� he said.
�Yoga...by the rock?� he asked listening to everything. Chuck stared at Cas and the girls a minute and his heart started to race. Was this...REALLY what was best for them?
He stared at Cas for a minute. �O-Okay Cas I�m uh....ready...� Chuck said, �Just tell me what else I need to do,� he said a bit nervously. He wanted to gain the angels trust, and if this was how he did it....he would take it...
Oct 4 2010, 10:08 PM
"You see Chuck." Cas stops before they reached the hollered destination. "Previous Cas, old world Cas would say something crass about your knack of understading..or something, because I've said the -same- thing to you about 3 times, and you STILL haven't heard it.
As an angel, because I was still detached from you guys running around on earth, I had a problem adjusting my skills and abilities to accommodate situations. I did it, with Deans help, I was able to see the gray areas that humanity swims in EVERYDAY when they make decisions. And choosing life is just a plethora of decisions to be made.The more things spiraled, the more human I began to feel.
Anyone who knew me from then, to now... I just can't explain what it is to be an angel changed into a man. It was horrible..at first it was ... but because I chose life, it got better, even with the mess that the world was getting covered in like a candied apple." He is about to continue but catches himself straying into other subjects. There was just so much he'd wanted to say to Chuck, and every time the two men came together like this, it was the same thing; Chuck near mourning for the loss of what Castiel was, and Castiel trying to dig through this peripheral mourning, to get at the heart of Chucks loss; the loss of the world as he knew it.
Everyone had suffered here in the camp. Everyone had seen their version of the world, crumble and dissipate into chaos, they'd all had to adjust and readjust to survive. This was what it was now, to be human, and now the world as colored by enclaves of camps, of those who had adjusted and readjusted so much, that their hope, eventhough it was tarnished and cut into pieces, their hope remained so strong that they felt obligated to spread that to others.
Dean had that in him, but Castiel knew well enough than to breach that subject.
"You have to get your head out of what was, man. Okay sure, I kept you sane before, fine but, that was BEFORE, look around you Chuck, there isn't any of that left for anyone now. We've all had to start over." With a clap on his back Castiel continued to walk. "Those people, those women..." Castiel grins and shakes his head. "They aren't
. One thing I still haven't adjusted to is the sense of ownership people accumulate when they decide to hook up, or get hitched or...whatever it is you kids call it. They belong to themselves. That's like saying since you and I are speaking,i belong to you and you belong to me." Now Castiel laughs, while trying to resume speaking to Chuck. "I'm sorry man..the mere thought of that...you'd totally be the skirt." He closes his eyes, still smiling, but catching his breath, the folding laughter fading, as he brings Chucks words back to mind.
"I can tell we're going to have to go a different route with you." Coming up to the shadow of the big rock where the yoga lesson would take place, Castiel turns Chuck towards the rows of women talking amongst themselves. Standing next to Chuck, Castiel briefly points out a few/
"Cynthia..the redhead. Her favorite game from the old world, guitar hero..she also played darts, her uncle came down from Ireland every thanksgiving and showed her how to play. She misses cotton candy, and hopes that she still has some surviving family out west. It's why she takes shifts out with the mapping crew when they stretch out. I also know she has a birthmark in the shape of a pear under her right thigh. "
Castiel points out another woman, skin the color of caramel, curly hair puled back tightly into a ponytail, who has already started her sun salutation. "Lacey, runs every morning, because she says with the quiet the morning brings, it reminds her that the world can be good again. HER mother used to say love and safety were were the things worth fighting for. Her motehr died in a war herself, but those words are like Laceys mantra, it's what she says to herself everyday she goes on security patrol.She can also hold her breath for a long time.
Denise over there by the tree..? She finds it useless that she can speak three languages, and wonders when the world gets back on track, what writing will look like, or even if we'll need the written word since people talk about their time in the now, beyond description..She works in the infirmary...She can also do this
thing with her tongue.
Then there's Sara, she helps out in the kitchen, never cooked a day in her life until the virus hit and she had to slum it on her own. She says cooking is like art, she plays to it like a paint by numbers. She's also really bendy...So, ya see what I mean..? the magic isn't in
they are but, in HOW they are.That's your problem, you get tangled up in the what too often. You gatta listen man.." Castiel gives Chuck a look that says
. "Well, if you don't wanna listen, Wendy, Sasha and Holly don't talk much, and they're not opposed to takin journeys. Your decision." With his arms open, he tilts his head curiously at Chuck before he grins. "Life, right?!"
Oct 6 2010, 12:23 AM
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Chuck looked at Cas as he continued to ramble on and on and say that HE wasn�t getting it. He was half right, he WASN�T Getting it. This was NOT Cas! It was driving him nuts actually, he wanted to shake Cas by the shoulders and knock some sense into him.
�It�s not that I haven�t listened to you Cas. YOUR not listening to ME man,� Chuck said getting a bit frustrated with him. �Look man, i get what your saying I do, but the thing is...� he said. �What I don�t get is WHY,� he said. �Cas, we could USE you now, I -I mean to fight you know!?� he asked. �We could use your skills! I know your not an angel, I know you can�t do the �poofing thing, anymore,� he shook his head, �But seriously man, we NEED you,� Chuck said. �Dean MOST of all. He lost his brother dude!� Chuck told him. �You used to be his friend. Sure, you still are I guess, but your so high strung that nothing else matters!� he said.
He knew Cas would get pissed at him but he didn�t care. Chuck needed to say what he had to say. He wanted Cas back, for Dean, for everyone.
As Cas described the women, he looked at them all. He wasn�t sure WHICH one to pick or anything, but he also was confused as to why all these girls hung out around him. What did he have here? He just didn�t get it nor did he WANT to understand it.
�Cas...listen to me, I think...this is great and all, and yea maybe i�ll try it but....this isn�t YOU,� he said. �I KNOW what it was like for you in the beginning, I was there, remember? Who stuck by you when it first started happening?� he shook his head pissed, �Remember THAT?� he asked.
He stared at his friend. �Look...I will do whatever you say will work becuase...you are my friend,� hes aid �I trust you,� he sighed. �I just wish...you trusted me more when i said you need to stop this....� Chuck said holding out another joint he found. He couldn�t bare to see Cas like this. �This, this will kill you Cas...LISTEN to me, and maybe I will start listening to you more,� he said. "Your human Cas...it actually COULD kill you...and that may not worry you, but it worries the HELL out of me," he said.
Oct 6 2010, 04:21 AM
"we have got to find a dictionary on our next supply run, because if
high strung, what does that make you? Constipated?" He takes Chuck aside, all seriousness sitting in his eyes now. "Look, -you're- not getting anything Chuck." With blinking blue eyes, he looks Chuck face to face, his hands on his shoulders before he spoke firm and over enunciating his words. "THIS IS NOT THE OLD DAYS! Being an angel didn't just mean poofing and putting people to sleep, and if you'd just OPEN your eyes you'd see, that these women, all this.. I'm not just talking out of my ass and fucking girls. I do my part. I said it the day I touched feet to earth; i will follow Dean to the END, and I'm still here, and if he thinks we have miles to go; I'm there because you know what. I realize that people don't just find hope, they NEED it, and this is Deans hope, doing all this..? That's how he deals, and guess what? He isn't the Dean of before either.
We've all lost Chuck, so trying to get me to weigh out Deans loss, against yours, against mine...?" He began pacing as he shook his head, giving a sour laugh. "That's asking a peach tree to grow apples. So please forgive me if I don't see the point in taking advice from the guy who cries at the sight that some encampments have run out of toilet paper. This whole
this isn't you
talk, come on Chuck! if you even knew me in the first place you'd know that THAT kinda speech doesn't fly with me, never has been the talk to spur me into holy action. I mean, don't you remember what i DID as an angel? For the love of...I was an ANGEL OF THE LORD, Chuck. I was
to follow His ULTIMATE orders, no matter what; I was supposed to fall in line, and just do what I was told, and make sure things happened a certain way so, lemme tell you; what
knew back then was me not being me in the first place. And you know what? Even with the perilous state of the world.." Castiel shrugs and leans his back up against the stability of the boulder behind him. "I'd do the same things over again, because that brought me here, brought me to now. And even if the others would choose differently, I still believe I'd end up here, with you all because, I was never able to feel human emotion completely, understand your understanding, your actions and reactions...there was always something impeding me from it,and although nothing compares to being an angel, I'm glad that it doesn't, that nothing can compare.
So, I'm sorry Chuck, I'm sorry that I'm not the Castiel you want me to be, or the Castiel you thought I was, but I wont be sorry for being the Castiel I'm supposed to be." With a gripping glare, he holds eyecontact with Chuck just as he would when the world was only on the lip of disarray. Angelic form he had not, but Castile would always have his habits, and his facial expressions were the ones that lasted through the long haul.
"If you wanna worry about what can kill.. take a shift on security duty. I don't know if you've heard of something called Croatoan. Now, if it's all the same to you, I'm going to center my chakras, and breathe in the now." Closing his eyes, he takes a deep breath, muttering on the exhale. "Inner peace." the serious tones affected on his features, seemingly melted away, and that lazy half grin returned to his lips.
"I'm human, living with human choices."
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Chuck looked at Cas and let him talk. He sighed when he stared describing �high strung,� to him. He frowned. �I AM Getting it Cas,� Chuck said �I know its not the old days, that�s not the point man,� he said. �I�m not going to keep arguing about it, I just...� he looked at his friend for a moment, �You can BE human without being a druggie,� he said. �You would probably be fine if you were, you would be a nice guy even!� Chuck said.
Chuck drank a lot sure, and at times he had tried a few things, but still. Cas was just...Cas and he knew he had to accept him for who he was.
�Look Cas, I�m sorry, I won�t say anymore about it ok man? I know in my own times I had my fair share of drinking and drugs myself,� he said with a shake of his head.
�Man, don�t be sorry,� he said. �You don�t have to apologize for being someone who you are,� he said not sure HE was making sense now. He didn�t want Castiel to feel bad or anything, that wasn�t why he came.
�Look man, lets try your thing here ok?� Chuck asked him, �Maybe I�ll like it and come to ...terms with who you are now?� he suggested.
It was worth a shot anyway. He remembered when he rank and everything he WAS much, MUCH more relaxed, so even so he hoped that things would stay the same.
He sat down for a minute trying to collect his thoughts. What was Cas going to have him do exactly? This whole place was a bit trippy. Those GIRLS were trippy.
Oct 7 2010, 06:19 PM
�Hey, if you wanna be a monk, by all means, don�t let my life choices stop you man. Infact, I�d applaud your decision, old age monk in a new age kinda world�� Castiel nodded as he climbed atop the rock.
�What�s the difference between going mad and the ravings of a person touched by god�? It�s all about who documents it.� Chuckling at his own Joke Castiel looks over the gathering of men and women who have come to stretch and welcome the day.
There was a bigger reason as to why Castiel enjoyed this activity. As he told Chuck, he was no angel anymore but, there were still traces of abilities left with him, and here, now, he could see how being together like this calmed the chaos that was swirling over everyones head.
Since the Croatoan, nobody knew if their own survival was guaranteed, the camp gave them hope, but the reassurance they needed was a slow crawling progress. People worried about themselves and the people who weren�t in the camp with them. People question their survival as they are living it but here, now�.?
Any instance that Castiel could join people together, he was doing it more for them than for himself. The sense of community made people calm, made them understand that even if there were no answers to the question of why me/why them�that they were not as singular in their frustrations as they thought.
�Goodmorning everyone, and if it isn�t it will be.� A wave of whispered laughter washed over the gathering before they began to mimic Castiels movements.
Oct 8 2010, 10:31 AM
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Chuck looked at Cas and sighed. Clearly he wasn�t getting through to him, or if he was, it didn�t matter. It was the end times now, so things were different. Hell, everything changed. Sam was Lucifer, Dean was....a wreck and everything else was just.... Chuck moaned as he heard Castiel speak about the monks. �Listen Cas, I never said I wanted to be a monk, ok?� Chuck asked with a shake of his head, �Let�s just do this thing,� he said �Your right man,� he told him. �Your right, ok? I mean...why not live life to the fullest?� he asked.
Cas DID have a point. Chuck used to do the same kind of things when he first found out he was a prophet. All he did was drink. He got drunk, did drugs, whatever he could to hopefully STOP the visions. Nothing seemed to work for him. They still came. He even offered to �off� himself but Zechariah only told him they would just bring him back.
It was true, being together DID calm people and Castiel was right at that part. �Cas your right man,� he said again �Being together.....I can see how its working here, its better then being alone,� Chuck muttered thinking of Dean. �Your friend Dean, OUR friend Dean...IS alone, does he ever join in?� he asked. �I wouldn�t think so.....he wanders around camp all day as if he�s in a trance,� Chuck told him. �He lost so much and now...� Chuck shrugged. �Look man, just....lets do this ok?� he asked.
He watched as Castiel joined the group together with happiness. This was the most happy he had seen ANYONE in the camp, so he had to give Cas credit. As Cas told everyone good morning Chuck stood by him. �Uh....good morning...� he said to them also waving a bit.
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–, Thursday, February, 11, 2010, (4:33am)
Further to Peter Garrett's Midnight Foil roofing debacle:
Taxpayers will spend up to $50 million on home safety inspections after federal Environment Minister Peter Garrett bowed to industry and political pressure to deal with potentially deadly faults in his $2.45 billion program.
Fending off calls for his resignation, Mr Garrett ordered 37,000 safety audits of homes with foil insulation over fears sloppy installers had caused roofs to become electrified.
The serious safety concerns to householders follow the deaths of four installers during the rollout of the insulation program. The opposition used the latest in a series of bungled environmental programs to launch an all-out attack on Mr Garrett's fitness to be a minister, including claims he was warned of problems with the scheme last March and did not act.
This is how Garrett aimed to help Australians save money. How can he sleep while their roofs are burning? (By the way, 16 men were killed during construction of the Sydney Harbour Bridge between 1924 and 1932. The insulation scheme – a mere household insulation scheme – has seen worker deaths occurring at double that rate.)
UPDATE. Garrett is talking to media, but he isn't saying much to anyone else:
Asked what he would say to their families, Mr Garrett said: "Any death, in any instance, under any Government program is a matter of great tragedy for the families involved and a matter which I feel very deeply."
But the mother of a Gold Coast man electrocuted near Cairns last week said she still had not heard from anyone regarding her son's death.
Wendy Sweeney, whose son, Mitchell, was 22 when he died at a property at Millaa Millaa, said she had been kept in the dark over the investigations into his death.
"Nobody has contacted us at all," she said.
And, again, that early warning:
The National Electrical and Communications Association wrote to the minister last March to warn there were "inherent dangers" with foil insulation.
UPDATE II. More from a soon-to-be-ex-minister:
When asked if he felt any personal responsibility for the deaths that have occurred, Garrett said: "My responsibility is to make sure that we have a program that delivers insulation into people's homes safely.
"We have set up a program that does that so long as those people who participate in the program observe the guidelines of the program properly."
Kind of like Garrett observed that warning last March. It sounds as though this hero of the people is blaming the workers.
UPDATE III. AAP reports:
Garrett blames workers for insulation flop …
The minister blamed installers for the problem, rejecting suggestions safety standards were not high enough.
"It's negligent or inappropriate, slack behaviour on the part of a very tiny minority," he said.
(Via reader Toosmoky)
UPDATE IV. It's all just so unfair:
Mr Garrett told the Herald it would be unfair to blame him for the deaths of workers because he had established high safety standards.
''If anyone is making that claim it is absolutely unfair,'' he said. ''It doesn't reflect the existing high levels of both safety requirements and appropriate measures in place to ensure ceiling installations can happen safely.''
Simple question: if Garrett established such high safety standards, why are four men dead?
UPDATE V. The same number died during just one year of the Rudd/Garrett insulation scheme as were killed during the first five years of our involvement in Afghanistan.
UPDATE VI. Garrett blames the states.
UPDATE VII. Another triumph!
UPDATE VIII. Dean Mighell piles on: "A top union official says the federal government refused to consult with unions on safety over the foil insulation installed under the rebate scheme and linked to four deaths."
UPDATE IX. The ABC's Sara Phillips:
It must have seemed like such a vote winner when the Labor policy people came up with it. Installing insulation - it lowers our energy use, creates jobs and stimulates Australian manufacturing. How could it possibly go wrong?
Four words, Sara: environment minister Peter Garrett.
UPDATE X. Neil Mitchell: "If Peter Garrett slept well last night, I'd be flabbergasted … he has bungled a program to install ceiling insulation around the country, and arguably that bungling has already cost four lives … this is a disaster."
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How can he sleep while their roofs are burning?
Line of the year, right there.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (05:13am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (08:16am)
I kind of liked "Midnight Foil" myself.
Or Wacko's comment of "Battman"
It is a tragedy that workers fitting these have lost their lives, and the responsibility does rest with the Government who didn't ensure the people installing them were (A) adequately trained or (B) warned of the dangers.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (09:58am)
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Thu 11 Feb 10 (06:36pm)
Surely the opposition could be a little more compassionate to Garrett. Seeing all these kids frying must bring back traumatic memories, anyone who has seen a midnight oil clip knows that Garrett himself has suffered due to poor wiring.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (09:03pm)
Four dead… must be what they mean by shovel-ready projects.
Rudd, Tanner, Gillard are insisting on perfection in the Opposiston and in particular Barnaby Joyce while busily painting themselves into a corner with the Minister for Paper Bags and the Minister for Feral Camels both looking shaky.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (05:43am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (08:08am)
It makes me laugh when I hear Labor leaders berating Joyce for small slips in an otherwise impressive recent speech. None of these Labor geeks have one hour's experience in the real world. Joyce is a highly regarded accountant who has spent decades working and employing others.
Garrett is something of a Superhero. Initially he was trotted out as the Boy Wonder of Labor but now it emerges he is at the same time Battman .
Thu 11 Feb 10 (05:47am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (09:11am)
lol very well done.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (11:17am)
Tim, I've really enjoyed reading your interpretation of this story.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (08:38pm)
Pete's no slouch - he had those slow kids installing ceiling insulation literally like a batt up a drain pipe…
That's spelt with i's & t's, ain't it?
Just wait for the mandatory replacement of propane B-B-Q canisters with hydrogen tanks. Hope you like your platypus fritters well done!
Thu 11 Feb 10 (05:47am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (09:03am)
You need a particularly hot flame to get all of the Eucalyptus oil out of the Koala burgers anyway, so hey I'm all for it!
Thu 11 Feb 10 (04:33pm)
Fitted a hydrogen tank to my BBQ the other day, the burgers have been a litte soggy ever since. I was sure the added oxide molecules would really boost its burn power. Ahh well, back to the drawing board.
Soon he will channel Rudd: can I just say that I make no apology....
He is determined to save the world even if it kills us.
Just how well does that stuff insulate anyway? Are there any independent test results ?
Thu 11 Feb 10 (06:01am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (10:04am)
Not sure about insulation properties, but is a great conductor.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (02:00pm)
We've had silver batts in the roof here for fifteen years or more. Excellent insulators, and a lot more comforatble to install - except if you encounter elctrical prob~~ prob~~ prob~~ prob~~
Thu 11 Feb 10 (03:51pm)
Keith, it will be interesting to see if there is a measurable fall in power consumption.
I sincerely hope $2.5B bought more than a stuff-up from Garrett.
It could have built a big new base-load power station, and pushed down power prices for consumers.
Fri 12 Feb 10 (12:11am)
Are there any independent test results ?
I believe the IPCC official figures are:
1 m^2 foil insulation
0.000000000001 Polar bears
so the units are Polar bears per square metre
Whatever happened to OH&S;provisions and union enforcement of same?
Thu 11 Feb 10 (06:10am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (10:30am)
You're looking at the reason why unions should be excluded from the political process. They need to be free to oppose the government whatever its political stripe may be.
A party of the workers and the unions was a good idea in the day when Australia was first founded, but the way things are now means that the upper echelons of the ACTU can look to political careers almost as a matter of course, and that makes things attractive for people who want to be career politicians. IMHO that isn't good for ensuring that the best people rise to the top.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (02:05pm)
If 4 deaths like this had occurred at, say,Rio Tinto; they would all be out. And I wouldn't blame them. Pete would be up them like a rat up a drainpipe.
This wretched government smells more like Animal Farm every day.
I find it strange that the Opposition is calling for his resignation...I would think that if you are lucky enough to have a gibbering incompetent as a Minister, leave it there as the gift that keeps on giving.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (06:14am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (07:35am)
My thoughts too, OSM.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (07:44am)
No, you have another politician take his place to prove his/her incompetence, and repeat. Close to the election it will be apparent that federal Labor is just as bad as the NSW branch of it. Then they both lose their elections within months of each other. I can dream, can't I?
Thu 11 Feb 10 (08:03am)
Do you think it would be too obvious what we were up to if we tried to suggest Garrett as the male face of Labor with Belinda Neal the female face ?
Thu 11 Feb 10 (09:06am)
Well, calling for Garrett's resignation serves two purposes, it highlights the mess he has made because the MSM will not do it on their own, and provides a distraction from the Govt members calling for the resignation of opposition members because they had the temerity to oppose something. The latter happens all too frequently.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (10:22am)
True, but eventually you need to lop off a head or two. Letting them make fools of themselves is alright for a while (except for Fitzgibbon, who betrayed his country and required more urgent removal), but we're in an election year now and it's time to watch Rudd have to sack a few people. Seeing as he's built his reputation on climate, Garrett represents a good first target. Getting Wong's scalp for incompetence before Labor is out of office would also be nice - I hope there's a lot more to come on the climate-change front.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (10:39am)
Spot on Old Sailor Man. The best assets to the Coalition are the likes him and his fellow idiots. Leave them there.
Fri 12 Feb 10 (09:14am)
Gets serious when folks are being killed, and losing their homes though, Old Sailor Man. A sound theory otherwise. Actually, can industrial safety legislation touch Garrett? Can he be prosecuted I wonder?
Mr Cool, while young boys have burnt to a crisp?
Garrett, you're so out of touch. Time to go now.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (06:41am)
Garrett was told March 2009 and it is nearly March 2010 and he is only now starting any action "1 in 10" to be audited?
Stillsome of the media are more worried about Barnaby Joyce and who does the ironing? Holy cow!
Thu 11 Feb 10 (06:45am)
"was warned of problems with the scheme last March and did not act. "
Isn't this the same reason the ALP, and indeed Midnight Oil has (rightly) hounded companies like James Hardie and CSR over the years?
Thu 11 Feb 10 (06:49am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (01:52pm)
Indeed, how very apt!
But if I work all day at the blue sky mine
(There'll be food on the table tonight)
Still I walk up and down on the blue sky mine
(There'll be pay in your pocket tonight)
And if the blue sky mining company won't come to my rescue
If the sugar refining company won't save me
Who's gonna save me?
And some have sailed from a distant shore
And the company takes what the company wants
And nothing's as precious, as a hole in the ground
Substitute "Big Gov" for "Company" and "hypocrite" for "Big Pete".
Oh dear, giving people's money away to achieve popularity is not without problems. No such thing as a free lunch Peter.
But people who are voted in because they're 'cool' are guaranteed to disappoint. Not dissimilar to Krudd.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (07:17am)
These "inspectors" - are these even more of the promised Green jobs?
Green Team #1 - installation.
Green Team #2 - check the installation
Green Team #3 - carbon-friendly funerals for those workers who die in the course of their employment.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (07:22am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (12:09pm)
Green Team #4 - reinstall all that foil under the tiles where it's s'posed to go, rather than on the ceiling beams.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (11:41pm)
Funny about that, my insulation was rolled out under the roofing iron… trimdeck. Probably why my ceiling's safe… except for redbacks and killer geckos.
Fri 12 Feb 10 (08:15am)
Green Carbon Team #3 - carbon-friendly funerals for those workers who die in the course of their employment.
Witness one of the most craven displays by a politician I can remember on Lateline last night. Chris Bowen said he was "honoured" to be able to support Peter Garrett and said that Garrett had done everything that was appropriate. In the very next breath, thrown a lifeline by left-friendly Tony Jones, Bowen launches into a sustained and uniterrupted attack on Barnaby Joyce. Bowen called Joyce "dangerous" and a "danger" at least four times. Here we have Garrett presiding over a scheme which kills four young men, and Bowen is proud to defend him. Joyce questions the extreme spending of this reckless government and he is "dangerous". This government by spin is disgusting.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (07:49am)
Just yesterday outside our home we were stopped by men in a white van. They were two of the dodgiest characters you've ever seen but they claimed to be from the Government and were here to install pink batts in the houses in our neighbourhood.
"It's free", they said. "All paid for by the Government". After repeated but relatively polite brush-offs, they took off but I wonder how many home owners were taken in. There are a lot of elderly people in our area who might not be aware of what's going on.
Why is this programme not being monitored? You can't spend huge amounts of taxpayers' funds without some accountability. The Opposition should hammer home on this and Peter Garrett, proved many times incompetent as both an MP and a Minister, should resign and return to singing pirate songs and sea shanties, although it seems he's not too hot at that either.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (08:06am)
His responsibility is to roll out the program safely? Everything is OK as long as people follow the guidelines? Pretty easy abrogating his responsibility to people who work under his scheme. I know that, in NSW, Work Cover would be all over this if it was a private sector principle.
Of course, Peter may be thinking the whole thing absurd as he has a much greater purpose in mind - if people won't wear the beanies, at least the foil insulation can protect them from mind-control rays in their sleep.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (08:23am)
Given that the unions, Labor governments and their media poodles treat every workplace death as manslaughter if not actual homicide, I'll be interested to see how they treat this. Will we have weepy commercials with Delta Goodrem music, about the little boy waiting plaintively for his dad, the insulation installer, to come home so he can kick the footy around...while Mum makes ever more frantic phone calls...?
Thu 11 Feb 10 (08:55am)
The roof installer
Lives and breathes
In forty five degrees
Thu 11 Feb 10 (09:22am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (12:23pm)
Rolled gold!
Australian casualties from the insulation rollout stand at 36% of our casualties from the war in Afghanistan.
Whatever you do Kevvie please don't make Garrett the Minister of Defence.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (09:27am)
As I may have posted before, an otherwise adulatory article on Garrett in the nineties in one of the broadsheet weekend supplements included a very curious and incongrous sentence describing him as 'intelligent but not brilliant".
I always assumed that this prhase - which stuck out like canine testicles - was a coded message that the bloke was actually as dumb as a retarded rock, so someone was on to him. Of course, since then he's been hailed not only as a brilliant musician and a conservation guru but also as a stellar addition to the Labor ministry. Add a swelled head to mental dullness and it's no surprise that he's ended up a classic dolt.
Typical of a narcissist out of his depth, he's also apparently a nasty piece of work. A friend of mine (a tradie) was working at the lodge and observed Garrett having a particulary unpleasant Belinda Neal tantrum with the guards on the front gate.
Thu 11 Feb 10 (09:30am)
Thu 11 Feb 10 (12:06pm)
Maybe it's just that, like so many old hippies, he has problems with people in uniform.
The Time Has Come
The time has come
for Garrett to say,
"I'm an incompetent fool,
I'll be on my way.
I sold my soul,
toed the party line,
I have completely stuffed up,
so I must resign."
How can he stay when the roofs are killing?
How can he laugh when the morgues are filling?
Homes are death-traps but our Pete's not learning;
how can he sleep when our beds are burning?
Thu 11 Feb 10 (09:38am)
Fri 12 Feb 10 (03:47am)
Since I posted the above words I recorded the song, with a necessary change of death-traps to lethal and a final verse:
The time has come
as all of us know
that Peter Garrett's a joke
and the man must go.
You may listen to the song at http://macidol.com/song/25412.
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Most of the luxuries, and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only not indispensable, but positive hinderances to the elevation of mankind. (Economy.19)
Worldly goods distract us from spiritual "elevation." Mo' money, mo' problems.
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I cannot believe that our factory system is the best mode by which men may get clothing. The conditions of the operatives is becoming every day more like that of the English (Economy.41)
This is an attack on one symptom of industrialization: the inhumane conditions of working in a factory. Sadly, this is still an issue in some countries even today.
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But how happens it that he who is said to enjoy these things is so commonly a poor civilized man, while the savage, which has them not, is rich as a savage? […] the cost of a thing is the amount of what I will call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run. (Economy.45)
Thoreau questions whether civilization is all that great if so many people still remain poor.


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volute - A spiral or twisted formation or object; a flat or nearly flat scrolled or whorled spiral, as opposed to a helical one. In architecture, a spiral ornament found especially in capital of the Ionic, Corinthian and composite orders.
Spirals - volutes and helixes -- are among the ten classes of patterns.
A mechanical drawing tool with which one can draw parts of volutes is a French curve.
(pr. ve-loot')
Examples of the use of this form:
Susa (Iran-Iraq border), Acheminide epoch, reign of Darius I (c. 510 BCE), Capital of a Column of the Audience Chamber (Apadana) in the Palace of Darius I, limestone, height 3.20 m, Louvre. See Mesopotamian art.
Attributed to Egypt, Fatimid, Wood panel, 11th century, carved wood, 13 3/4 x 9 inches (34.93 x 22.9 cm), Metropolitan Museum of Art, NY. See Islamic art.
Giacomo Vignola (Italian, 1507-1573) and Giacomo Della Porta (Italian, 1538-1602), Il Gesu, facade, exterior detail of pediment and volute, 1571-1577, Rome, Italy. See Mannerism.
Claude Mellan (French, 1598-1688), The Face of Christ on the Sudary, 1649, engraving, image: 42.6 x 31.8 cm inches This portrait is famously engraved with one continuous line which spirals (volutes?!) outward from the end of the nose.
United States of America, Boston, Bookplate of Oliver Wendell Holmes, "Per ampliora ad altiora", 1875, engraving on paper, c. 10.3 x 7.4 cm. This bookplate depicts a chambered nautilus — a seashell with a volute design. See bookplate and ephemera.
Georgia O'Keefe (American, 1887-1986), Pink Shell with Seaweed, c. 1937, 22 x 28 inches, pastel on paper, San Diego Museum of Art, CA. See nature.
Maurits Cornelis Escher (Dutch , 1898-1972), Whirlpools, 1957, color wood engraving and woodcut printed in red, gray, and black; image 43.8 x 23.5 cm, sheet 54.1 x 31.4 cm, Fine Arts Museums of San Francisco, CA.
Robert Smithson (American, 1938-1973), Spiral Jetty, 1970, black basalt rocks, earth and salt crystals, coil: 1,500 x 15 feet, stretching out counterclockwise into the translucent red water of Great Salt Lake, UT. As yet this has not been done. Spiral Jetty was acquired by Dia Center for the Arts as a gift from the artist's estate in 1999. Robert Smithson's estate maintains a page about this and other works. See earth art and landscape.
Robert Smithson, Spirals, no date, c. 1970, graphite drawing on paper, 9 x 12 inches.
Robert Smithson, Spiral Hill, Emmen, Holland, 1971, earth, black, topsoil, white sand, c. 75 feet at base.
Fibonacci Series and Golden Section in Art and Architecture. See the graphic by Brian Knott, 1996.
A spiral staircase as seen from below. This volute is a photograph of a helical structure taken with a worm's-eye view.
Willemijn Bouman (Dutch, contemporary), Spiral, 1995, acrylic on canvas, 200 x 160 cm, collection of the artist.
Also see coil, curve, Fibonacci Sequence, fractal, Golden Mean, movement, and proportion.


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If eating a serving of black eyed peas is supposed to bring you good luck, then what happens when you let 5 pounds of them smell up your car one afternoon?
I was traveling a couple of weeks ago in north Florida on a country road when I realized we made a wrong turn, and my phone's Internet service decided to stop working, offering no help. I spotted a small farm stand and stopped to ask for directions.
For reasons still unclear to me, I ended up buying a 5 pound bag of black eyed peas, a legume I usually only buy around New Year's Day. I guess I felt bad about asking for directions without doing something for them in return. Yes, I'm a nice person.
We still had a few hours to drive and even with the air conditioning on, we all know it's summer in Florida, so the bag started to emit a smell. It eventually occurred to us to get the beans into our cooler.
All of that got me curious to learn a little more about this underappreciated ag item that's a staple of Florida's summer harvest. I consulted with some sources and looked up information online. If you do the latter, make sure to search "black eyed peas" and "beans" or "vegetables," otherwise the links you get will be about the pop music group The Black Eyed Peas. Here are some facts you might enjoy:
1. The state's 2012 agriculture census identified 414 farms growing black eyed peas on a total of 1,568 acres, said Robert Gitzen, a marketing specialist with the Department of Agriculture and Consumer Services. The county growing the most black eyed peas is Alachua in north central Florida. If I'm reading my map correctly, the place where I bought my infamous bag was in Alachua County.
2. As I've already alluded to, black eyed peas are actually not a pea, they are a kind of bean. They are also called cowpeas or field peas. There are other beans in the same grouping, such as Southern peas, crowder peas, and pink eyed peas, but black eyed peas are the most popular, said Joann Beasley of Beasley Farm in Brooksville.
3. Consider adding black eyed peas to your meals year round, not just on New Year's Day. They're high in fiber, protein and iron.
4. Black eyed peas grow in a pod, so users must "shell" them — in other words, they take them out of the pod. It can take four hours to shell a bushel of black eyed peas, said Beasley. "No one wants to do that anymore, although some of the old timers find it relaxing," she said. She invested in a commercial sheller to get the job done quickly. After shelling, she puts them in bags in a freezer. She's currently selling two pound bags for $5.
5. The beans create their own heat when they're bunched together, so they can go bad if they're not refrigerated or frozen. "Don't leave them in a hot car all day," said Beasley. Reflect back on the top part of my story when I left the bag out in my car — oops. Beasley recommended getting them in your fridge or freezer as soon as you get home. Or, to stay on top of Florida's heat, always have a cooler and some ice packs in your car so you can place perishable items in it on the go.
6. The traditional Southern way to prepare black eyed peas involves simmering them on the stove with water, cooked ham or bacon, and your favorite seasonings until tender. I tried a vegetarian version that included onion, a somewhat mild jalapeño grown in my backyard, garlic and sea salt. They were mild with just a smidge of heat thanks to the jalapeño. I combined them with quinoa that night for a filling, healthy dinner.


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Irreplaceable quilt survives Kennebunk fireUPDATED 5:22 PM EDT Jun 23, 2014
After losing their son to muscular dystrophy earlier this year, the Gould family is now without a home after it burned on Friday. But one important belonging somehow survived the fire. WMTW News 8's Paul Merril reports.Video Transcript
áááÑ A KENNEBUNK FAMILY IS LOOKING FOR HELP TONIGHT. A FIRE SERIOUSLY DAMAGED MIKE AND KIM GOULD'S HOME ON FRIDAY NIGHT. SOMETHING THAT HAS COMPLICATED THE CIRCUMSTANCES?.. EARLIER THIS YEAR, THE GOULDS LOST THEIR SON, JACOB. here's WMTW NEWS EIGHT'S PAUL MERRILL FROM KENNEBUNK WITH MORE. THE GOULDS GRABBED WHAT THEY COULD AS THEY RAN OUT OF THEIR BURNING HOME ON FRIDAY NIGHT. FIREFIGHTERS ARRIVED IN A MATTER OF MINUTES, BUT THEY COULDN'T STOP THE ENTIRE THIRD FLOOR FROM BURNING. WHAT'S LEFT ON THE LOWER FLOORS HAS BEEN DAMAGED BY WATER. ...BUT ONE VERY IMPORTANT ITEM DID MAKE IT OUT AND THE GOULDS ARE CALLING IT A MIRACLE. THIS PATCHWORK OF MEMORIES HANGS DRYING IN MIKE AND KIM GOULD'S KENNEBUNK DRIVEWAY TODAY. ASIDE FROM SOME SOOT MARKS, THIS QUILT WASN'T ASIDE FROM SOME SOOT MARKS, THIS QUILT WASN'T DAMAGED BY THE FIRE THAT DEVASTATED THE GOULDS' PORT ROAD HOME ON FRIDAY NIGHT. 00:08:29- 00:08:48 Kim Gould/Jacob's NIGHT. 00:08:29- 00:08:48 Kim Gould/Jacob's Mom: "When they brought it out to me Saturday, we just broke down. That's all I have left of Jacob. All those t-shirts are what he wore, and it was so important because that's part of him that I'll always have." JACOB GOULD LOST HIS BATTLE WITH DUCHENNES MUSCULAR DYSTROPHY ON JANUARY 6TH. HE WAS 16 YEARS JANUARY 6TH. HE WAS 16 YEARS OLD. 00:03:59-00:04:01 Mike Gould/Jacob's Dad: "He was just the strongest person I've ever known in my life." MIKE GOULD SAYS THE DEVASTATION OF LOSING HIS YOUNGEST SON PUTS THIS FAMILY'S LOSS FROM FRIDAY NIGHT'S FIRE IN PERSPECTIVE. 00:04:05-00:04:10 Mike Gould/Jacob's FIRE IN PERSPECTIVE. 00:04:05-00:04:10 Mike Gould/Jacob's Dad: "This can be replaced or we can go someplace else. This is nothing compared to that." TAKING CARE OF JACOB TOOK A FINANCIAL TOLL ON THE GOULDS. THEY SAY THEY FELL BEHIND ON THEIR MORTGAGE PAYMENTS AND LET THEIR INSURANCE LAPSE. STILL, THEY'RE FOCUSING ON THE POSITIVE THINGS TODAY: NO ONE WAS HURT IN FRIDAY NIGHT'S FIRE AND JACOB'S QUILT WAS SPARED BY A PIECE OF SHEET ROCK THAT FELL FROM THE CEILING OF THEIR MASTER BEDROOM AND PROTECTED THE QUILT FROM CATCHING FIRE. 00:05:24-00:05:30 Mike Gould/Jacob's Dad: "By the grace of God, sheet rock covered it everywhere and that wasn't touched by one flame. It was just a miracle." THE GOULDS SEE THIS AS A SIGN FROM JACOB - THE BOY WHO ALWAYS LIKED ANGELS AND KNEW IT'S THE JOB OF ANGELS TO TAKE CARE OF THE PEOPLE THEY LOVE. 00:09:02- 00:09:09 Kim Gould/Jacob's Mom: "It's a miracle that it was him watching over, knowing how that important that was to me to make sure it was protected." me to make sure it was protected." THE FIRE CHIEF SAYS THIS FIRE WAS ACCIDENTAL AND STARTED IN THE CHIMNEY. IF YOU WANT TO HELP THE GOULDS, YOU CAN FIND A LINK TO THEIR "GO FUND ME" PAGE ON OUR WEBSITE: WMTW-DOT-
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Larry Hagman's wood-and-leather director's chair, adorned with his flashy belt buckle and cowboy hat and with his boots placed carefully in front, welcomed friends, family and co-stars to Saturday's private memorial service for the actor who rose to global fame as a beloved oil-rich villain on the TV show Dallas.
A second private memorial will be Sunday in Southern California.
In a case of life imitating art, the actor's children hosted Saturday's remembrance at their dad's fictional residence, Southfork Ranch, ancestral home of J.R. Ewing and his clan.
And the Ewings turned out to say farewell.
His longtime co-stars Linda Gray (Sue Ellen) and Patrick Duffy (Bobby) eulogized Hagman to a crowd in the Southfork conference center that included actors from both the current TNT series Dallas as well as its CBS predecessor. Among the attendees were Josh Henderson (Hagman's TV son, John Ross), Jesse Metcalfe (Bobby Ewing's adopted son, Christopher), Brenda Strong (Bobby's third wife, Ann), Julie Gonzalo (Rebecca Barnes) and Sheree Wilson (Bobby's second wife, April).
From the world of real Dallas tycoons, there were oil woman Caroline Rose Hunt, developer Trammell S. Crow, restaurateur Shannon Wynne and civic leader Ruth Altshuler. And Hagman's fellow '80s TV icon Lee Majors came up from his home in Houston to attend.
In a touching coincidence, the service was held on what would have been the 99th birthday of Hagman's late mother, actress Mary Martin.
Playing Hagman's TV wife became such an integral part of Gray's life that she and Hagman's actual wife, Maj Hagman, addressed each other simply as "Wife."
According to Gray, "She'd call and say, 'Wife, how are you doing?' and I'd say, 'Fine, Wife, how are you doing?'"
And the two women would tease each other about whose role was harder.
Gray recalled: "I said, 'You get up and make him coffee and make dinner at the end of the day, and I've got to put up with that SOB all day long.'
"Larry called me 'Wife' for many, many years," Gray added, "and, finally, he decided that he needed two."
Hagman was born in Fort Worth and spent his earliest years in Weatherford. For the last 50 years, he lived in Southern California.
But his family believed that it was important that his life be celebrated in North Texas.
"Dallas was where he passed," said his son, Preston Hagman, "and [the TNT series] Dallas was in the middle of [filming] the show here. The show made him, and Dallas is a very important place for my father."
It was a poorly kept secret that Hagman had been unwell. His weaker voice and gaunt appearance were obvious. For those who saw him privately, there were the telltale bruises on his hands where he had been poked and prodded by medical professionals.
He told intimates that he would beat the cancer and bone marrow disorders he was battling.
"Dad always beat everything," Preston Hagman observed Saturday. "I mean, he got shot and he beat that," he said, referring to the "Who Shot J.R.?" cliffhanger that kept the nation in suspense during the summer of 1980.
But Hagman gave many outward signs of a man preparing to depart this world.
Legally speaking, the actor's residence was his 43-acre mountaintop estate in Ojai, Calif.
"Ojai is where the mail went," his son said.
But Maj Hagman no longer lives in the 23,000-square-foot house due to Alzheimer's disease, and the property has been on the market since 2009. (Current asking price: $6.5 million.)
In summer 2011, Hagman shed the accumulations of a lifetime with a 400-lot auction in Beverly Hills. He sat in the audience as bidders snapped up his genie bottle from I Dream of Jeannie ($10,000), an oil painting of Jock Ewing (actually, his friend actor Jim Davis) that used to hang at Southfork ($39,680) and his sterling silver parade saddle ($80,000).
By the summer of 2012, if home was anywhere, it was in his customized Airstream RV. Gray described the interior as filled with "sheepskins and beads and hippie crap."
Hagman's son, daughter and five granddaughters flew to Dallas to join him for Thanksgiving. One of the actor's last acts was to arrange for a family sojourn to Southfork the day after Thanksgiving. While he stayed behind at Medical City Dallas, the Airstream carried family to Southfork for a picnic.
At 4:20 p.m. that afternoon, Hagman died.
Preston Hagman declined to speak about the disposition of his father's body, calling it a "private, family matter."
But last week, the actor's personal manager, John Castonia, told Entertainment Tonight: "There will not be an official burial site for Mr. Hagman. His family will decide what to do with his ashes. He'll be spread around the world, basically. His son travels a great deal, and I know that will give Larry great pleasure."
As Hagman would have wished, Saturday's event was filled with laughter.
"This is not a time to be sad," Preston Hagman said. "This is a man who always did exactly what he wanted."
"You don't forget Larry Hagman," said Gray. "He walked into your life or into your heart and stayed."
GO & DO: Southfork Ranch to offer free tours Sunday
In honor of Larry Hagman, Southfork Ranch will be offering complimentary tours from 2 to 4 p.m. Sunday, followed by a memorial reception. Guests may leave cards and flowers, and sign his memorial book.


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A 62-year-old woman is charged with aggravated assault for allegedly shooting her brother in the hip area during an argument at his Wax Road home on Friday afternoon.
According to Investigator Ojilvia Lom, Deborah Mize of a South McClin Street residence was supposed to move into her brother's home. Her brother is identified as David Mize.
She was upset becasue he was supposed to be fixing the residence up before she moved in with him. While he was outside gathering some of his things, she shot him.
Mize is also charged with possession of a firearm during the commission of a crime. The incident happened shortly after 1 p.m.


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Decision leads to B.C. hall for Drake
Dallas Drake to be inducted in British Columbia hall of fame
Thursday, 07.22.2010 / 3:02 PM ET / News
By Bill Roose - DetroitRedWings.com
The decision to accept the Red Wings' free agency offer to play one more season will pay another dividend when Drake is induction into the British Columbia Hockey Hall of Fame on Friday in Penticton.
"It doesn't hurt to have a Stanley Cup on your resume, I guess. I think that had a little to do with it," said Drake of his induction. "My choices were to retire or if Detroit was interested at all that that was the only place that I would have gone to. Deep down, I really felt that they had a really good chance to win a Stanley Cup."
Drake, who now lives in Traverse City, Michigan, where he is director of hockey for the Grand Traverse Youth Hockey Association, said playing for the Red Wings during their championship run was the most fun that he had has a pro.
"It was a dream come true to play for the Red Wings," he said. "I never thought that I would play that long. But then to get the chance to come back and play for them … There weren't a lot of teams that I played on in my 15 years that I really felt that way."
Drake played for three NHL franchises, including Winnipeg/Phoenix and St. Louis. But with his most-productive offensive seasons behind him, the Cup-winning season in 2008 was the most memorable as he collected a goal and three assists in 22 playoff games.
It was during that playoff run that Wings' teammates openly confused to wanting to win the Cup for Drake, who averaged 11.8 goals and 20 assists per season in 1,009 career games.
"It was pretty special feeling and speaks to the character of the guys that are in that locker room," said Drake, 41. "It obviously starts at the top with the Ilitch family. But Nick Lidstrom, Kris Draper, Pavel (Datsyuk) and Z (Henrik Zetterberg), you realize why those guys are special players.
"They're all about winning and all about team, and the people of Detroit are very, very lucky to have guys like that in the organization. I played for a long time and you don't come across superstars who are about winning and sacrificing. Those guys could put up huge stats every year, but all they want to do is win. So it was pretty exciting to hear words from players like that."
In all, Drake played three seasons for the Red Wings, who drafted him out of Northern Michigan University in 1989. A native of Trail, B.C., Drake helped the Wildcats to the NCAA championship, scoring the title-clinching goal in an 8-7 triple overtime victory over Boston University.
Joining Drake in the induction Class of 2010 are former Vancouver Canucks captain Trevor Linden, Kelowna Rockets president and general manager Bruce Hamilton, and former Hockey Canada chairman Frank Lento.
"I'll be very nervous, I know that," Drake said. "I'll be a little excited for myself because I'll have my family there. But it's really interesting to me that Frank Lento is going in. He coached against me in minor hockey when I was growing up, so for me – knowing him when I was growing up – will be a big thrill to be going in with someone like that."
Drake is the ninth BC Hockey Hall of Fame inductee with ties to the Red Wings' organization, which includes Ken Holland, Steve Yzerman, Brett Hull, Bobby Kromm, Bob Rouse, Danny Gare, Harold Snepsts and Mel Bridgman.
"Wow, it's a huge honor to even be remotely mentioned with the likes of those guys," Drake said. "I didn't realize that there was that many."
Glad that he made the decision that he did three years ago, Drake offered up a suggestion to current free agent center Mike Modano, who is considering an offer to play for the Wings this season.
"I would tell him that they are the most unselfish group that you could ever come across," Drake said. "You're talking about the best players in the world when you talk about Pavel, Z and Nick. There isn't a more unselfish group.
"I've never been around a group of superstars that approach it like they do. They go about their business; they don't want to be in the media and just want to win hockey games and championships. … I played 15 years and never had so much fun in my life as I did playing with them."


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I've been checking over the number of views on our VBS blog and it's been fun seeing what you have been viewing and what seems to be the popular subjects. Theme reveal or anything involving 2013's theme seems to be popular. The clip art blogs seem to be very popular! So I thought I would create this blog to become a "one-stop" location for the clip art. Below you find links to all the clip art blogs I have created for VBS 2012, Amazing Wonders Aviation. I hope this helps! ... Continue Reading
Old Blue - Taking VBS to the World!
Please meet Old Blue. He may look like a used up old trunk to you but he has served as a faithful and trusted LifeWay Christian Resources, Wichita-Archer-Clay Baptist Association, Camp Reach Vacation Bible School and Reach English Camp friend. During the winter of 2011 Old Blue carried a heavy load of both Big Apple and Beach Blast materials from Sea to Shining Sea and from Music City to Cow Town. He even got lost during the Ice Storm of the century but thankfully found his way home. He had a ... Continue Reading
Foto Friday. . . Club Clip Art!
Hi everyone! I know, I'm later than usual posting today's Foto Friday. Sorry about that! Today, I wanted to give a shout out to Club VBS! I love this theme! Actually I love both themes, Amazing Wonders Aviation and SpaceQuest! Since you loved the clip art post, I thought I would give you some Club VBS clip art. The first group will be JPGs and the second will be PNGs. Enjoy! Here are the PNGs. ... Continue Reading
VBS & KMC - a Perfect Fit!
October 10 - 12 is just around the corner. School is back in session, leaves are starting to fall, pumpkins will soon be replacing watermelons in the aisles of the Piggly Wiggly, and before we know it we will be in the middle of October -- and that means LifeWay's Kids Ministry Conference in Nashville, Tennessee! KMC gives you one of the first opportunities to see, hear, and experience VBS 2012 Amazing Wonders Aviation and Club VBS: SpaceQuest. I'll be there on Wednesday morning for an overview ... Continue Reading


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Weekly Whirl – Tattoo Time!
If anyone knows how hectic life can get – WE DO! That's why we have created the Autism Speaks Weekly Whirl to fill you in on all of the highlights of the week! The last thing we want is for you to be left out of the loop! Please share with friends and family to spread the word about all of the exciting things going on in the autism community. Keep in mind, these updates aren't limited to Autism Speaks — we will be featuring news from across the community.
Who says you can't be creative with spreading autism awareness? These awesome folks submitted photos of their tattoos – yes, you read correctly, TATTOOS for their loved ones who have autism. Have a look, tell us what you think!
Puzzle of the Heart
Taylor Crowe and his father David are on a 2,200 mile quest of the heart.
Taylor is an artist, and a good one. He's not just talented, he is incredible. 2 years ago, he spoke eloquently at Autism Speaks "Tip off for a Cure" event, charming us with his stories, enthusiasm and creativity.
Today, Taylor and David visited our offices to present a truly remarkable creation – a painting of epic proportions (it barely fit into their mini-van) that comes with a brilliant explanation about the autism community.
"The hearts show the feelings that people with autism have that many people don't realize that they have. They also show the feelings that parents, and mentors, and other people show for working with people with autism."
In talking with Taylor after the presentation, we learned that he's on his way to speak at a LoveU2Pieces conference – if you are in the St. Louis area, be sure to attend!
Watch as Taylor presented "Puzzle of the Heart" and talks about the meaning behind the art:
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Get Quick Assistance
The Family Services Department at Autism Speaks will now offer online Office Hours each Wednesday, starting Aug 3, 2011, from 1:00-2:30 pm.
Office Hours, a new resource available on the web at www.autismspeaks.org will easily connect families to a wide variety of autism-related resources, including Family Services' Toolkits, and the Autism Speaks Resource Guide, an online national database of autism providers and resources searchable by state and zip code. Family Services' Office Hours is designed to quickly provide access to resources that are available and free to the entire autism community.
"Having a family member with autism can easily lead to feeling isolated without knowing where to turn. In addition, most families have little free time to search for reliable information about autism, yet they may be in need of timely information. Office Hours offers a quick connection to the Autism Response Team(ART) who can assist you in getting the information you need as quickly as possible," states Marianne Sullivan, Assistant Director of National Outreach and Resources.
The Office Hours resource is staffed by ART—who are specially trained to connect with families about autism resources.
In addition to Office Hours, ART is available by telephone during usual business hours at 888-AUTISM 2 (888-288-4762). Also, you can reach ART by email at: firstname.lastname@example.com
To participate in Office Hours visit here.
Here is a list of Tool Kits our Family Services Team offers:
Zev Glassenberg, the Artist!
Zev Glassenberg, star of The Amazing Race: Unfinished Business, is a busy guy! When he is not off exploring the globe and participating in a massive scavenger hunt, he finds time for his art. Zev is a talented artist, that uses innovative techniques to create some amazing work. Zev will paint different types of canvas, than use a giant hole-punch to cut out circles. From there, he assembles a mosaic to form different objects. Here are a few to check out!
'The Amazing Race:Unfinished Business,' returns to a cast of familiar faces looking to make good on their mistakes. Tune in on Sunday, 8/7 EST, on CBS.
Catch up with Zev Glassenber and Justin Kanew in our exclusive interview here!