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This Evening!

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Sofeya and the Puffins CD Release Show

Please come join us in the joy of celebration as we birth of our songs to the world.

Sofeya and the Puffins are an original blend of folk, rock, bluegrass, world beat, mystical rock and rhyme!

The New Deal Cafe, in the lovely community of Greenbelt, MD is not only known for having fabulous live music almost nightly, but also for their delicious Lebanese food.

For more information:
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Come and see us at Sofeya's Summer House Concert Series, opening for some awesome people...

We'll be playing in Linglestown PA, starting at 7pm on the following dates:

Friday July 18th, opening for Ginger Doss & Lynda Millard

Saturday August 9th, opening for Sharon Knight & Winter JP Sichelschmidt

Friday August 29th, opening for Wendy Rule

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Susquehanna Heritage Trail

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Went on a hike with Justin today, and some photos happened along the way:

Susquehanna Heritage Trail


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If you want to browse all of the photos from today, they start here and go left, toward the train.

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Updatia Notsomuchia

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I really have to get to bed earlier.

With that... good night! =)

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Thor

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Even more if you click through the pics to Flickr...

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I Don't Speak Human

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I've posted this a couple of times on Facebook, but there's been a lot going along that just shows me I apparently don't speak mutant monkey... =P

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New Photos! Trees! Rocks! Turtle!

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Two new sets of photos from two different nature preserves run by the Lancaster Conservancy are posted over on Flickr.

Yesterday, we were at Tucquan Glen ~ that set starts here (and move away from the photos of the LGT's headlights to see the rest of the set!).

Today's set from Belleaire Woods starts immediately after the Tucquan Glen set, right here.

Photos of the kids in both sets, photos of me in the Belleaire set.

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Morning (not-quite) Routine

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Ah! The ribs are prepped and cooking (and will continue to do so all day) and the coffee's made...

First time using the Keurig with the permanent filter instead of the pre-packaged K-cups. It works well, although was more of a pain to get the old grounds out than I expected (not sure why I expected wet coffee grounds not to stick to the far reaches of the tiny little filter... I've made coffee once or twice before, and with permanent filters no less...)

While I still have a bunch of K-cups left over from the sampler, I can easily do the permanent filter for my daily cup and save the others for when someone wants a non-decaf or I'm in more of a rush (not that it takes much longer to use the filter).

Errands now, attending a graduation party this evening. Maybe some guitar playing and/or writing in-between?

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Mental Chameleon

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Mental Chameleon


By Everett A Warren

July 23, 1995

What you think
I think it too
How can you say
I don't feel it as do you

There's no difference between our thoughts
My mindscape iterates and forms the array that is the set
of
You

Identity
Swept away
Individuality
Erased

Like you I am me, myself,
and I walk alone to keep me company

And the moment arrives at last
The two who walk beneath the sun
Share the same shadow
we have become
One

Wordless now you stare at me
And there are two before you, how can this be?

In silent horror you call my name
I hear it shape into a familiar ring
Words I have echoed before
In your voice

Who are you now that I am me
Myself and I
and you
Yourself are We



Copyright (c) 1995 Everett Ambrose Warren



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In Deep / When the Ocean was a Forest

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Originally posted by [profile] greenmanenvy_fd at In Deep / When the Ocean was a Forest

http://greenmanenvy.blogspot.com/2013/11/in-deep-when-ocean-was-forest.html

In Deep

In Deep, 2008





When the Ocean was a Forest

By Everett A Warren

When the ocean was a forest, I was but a child,
I was but a young lass, when the ocean was a forest.
When the ocean was a forest, full of trees,
The sea without its waves, I was but a young girl.

When the ocean was a forest, ferns and trees,
I was then a young lass, when the ocean was a forest.

Each hundred years flown past, to the sea I return,
In the waves I must be bathe'd, each hundred years flown past.
Each hundred years flown past, to the shore I walk,
In the waters I am bathe'd, and I am young once more.

Each hundred years flown past, in the waters I must bathe,
Before bird or beast does speak, each hundred years flown past.

Upon the road I stop, cradling a life so dear,
Holding life within my hands, upon the road I stop.
Upon the road I stop, and I give them warmth,
Hold them as their life departs, with injuries so grave.

Upon the road I stop, as their soul departs,
My tears turn to stone, dripping grey rock upon the road.

I will be young once more, waves upon the stones,
Once I have bathe'd in the water, I will be young once more.
I will be young once more, as the tide pulls out before me,
I will bathe in the sea, and have my youth restored.

I will be young once more, when the seas have washed me clean,
In the tides my years wash 'way, I will be young once more.

It's early that the dog did speak, in advance of me,
The dog, in advance of me; It's early that the dog did speak.
It's early that the dog did speak, in advance of me,
In the quiet of the morning, on the ocean shore.

When the ocean was a forest, I was but a child,
I was then a young lass, when the ocean was a forest.
Each hundred years flown past, in the waters I must bathe,
Before bird or beast does speak, each hundred years flown past.

But it was early that the dog did speak, in advance of me,
The dog, in advance of me, as I crumbled before the tide.



Copyright © 2013 Everett A Warren





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Martian Puppy Dog / Extrovert

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http://greenmanenvy.blogspot.com/2013/11/martian-puppy-dog-extrovert.html

Martian Puppy Dog

Martian Puppy Dog, 2006





Extrovert

By Everett A Warren

Skyward
Eyes upon the heavens
For the flash of life
Beyond may lie a universe
And there may your hopes reside
Pray for the grinding of thermal emissions
A light far off glimpsed between the cloudbanks
Whereby it may be claimed that Others arc along the sky
So conquered
Flight lies in the past forgotten
More is sought
Heights unfathomed
Man has broken ground and soars on tenuous wings
How weak they become
Under the light of the sun
Cries forever drift into the night
Seeking higher sights
A reason and a method must bend the world to a will
How far past the truth
Mankind's Wise do range
Humanocentric thought
Answers so limited render nothing
Grave moments of silence fall as though a dream must fail
Projecting outward
The truth lies hidden
The inner strength is lost
Unacknowledged frontiers
Where strange thoughts play in the fabric of all life



Copyright © 1992 Everett A Warren



Although I'm sure you realize our little Martian puppy dog up there is not, in fact, from the planet Mars, you may be curious, and wondering exactly what he really is. He is a Sphinx eremitus, a hermit sphinx moth caterpillar. But with that wagging tail, I'm sure he looks exactly like puppy dogs on Mars look. I mean, after all, he is green...



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