<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934</id><updated>2012-01-15T06:00:08.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S T R I C T P O L I C Y</title><subtitle type='html'>security in influence</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-5354307466079565591</id><published>2008-04-19T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:16:44.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU CANNOT BEAT US&lt;br /&gt;YOU CANNOT BEAT US&lt;br /&gt;YOU CANNOT BEAT US&lt;br /&gt;YOU CANNOT BEAT US&lt;br /&gt;YOU CANNOT BEAT US&lt;br /&gt;YOU CANNOT BEAT US&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-5354307466079565591?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5354307466079565591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=5354307466079565591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5354307466079565591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5354307466079565591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-cannot-beat-us-you-cannot-beat-us.html' title=''/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-9021490405108515622</id><published>2008-04-18T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:42:00.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Playlist</title><content type='html'>Miss Tina "Miss Tina Dub"&lt;br /&gt;Kenny Jammin Jason "Can U Dance"&lt;br /&gt;Starpoint "Object Of My Desire"&lt;br /&gt;DTRAIN "You're The One For Me"&lt;br /&gt;MKII "Used By DJ"&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Edgar "Hot Raw Sex"&lt;br /&gt;Creepy Autograph "Outside Normalities"&lt;br /&gt;Electric Soul "X2"&lt;br /&gt;Inner City "Big Fun"&lt;br /&gt;Raw Silk "Do It To The Music"&lt;br /&gt;Kraftwerk "Robots"&lt;br /&gt;Tyree "I Fear the Night"&lt;br /&gt;Noir Friction "Creative Sexuality"&lt;br /&gt;Oizo "Halfanedit"&lt;br /&gt;Chunkabud "Taxicab"&lt;br /&gt;Elastic Reality "Cassa de X feat. BT - Dubfire's Deep Vocal Mix"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-9021490405108515622?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/9021490405108515622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=9021490405108515622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/9021490405108515622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/9021490405108515622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2008/04/current-playlist.html' title='Current Playlist'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-6641521389583655215</id><published>2008-04-18T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:32:35.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PROJEXION</title><content type='html'>i need a fix&lt;br /&gt;your smoke in my face&lt;br /&gt;deluded decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manipulation&lt;br /&gt;cant you tell?&lt;br /&gt;im in the mood&lt;br /&gt;something clicked, it poured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misconception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you thought my thought&lt;br /&gt;but i just snuck inside you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lips move later&lt;br /&gt;lock me in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-6641521389583655215?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6641521389583655215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=6641521389583655215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6641521389583655215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6641521389583655215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2008/04/projexion.html' title='PROJEXION'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-3222529155182868607</id><published>2008-04-18T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:24:14.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUILD designer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.ffffound.com/static-data/assets/6/fe87bcc5e9fc800a850a222cebfa39a798250d12_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-3222529155182868607?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://wearebuild.com' title='BUILD designer'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3222529155182868607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=3222529155182868607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3222529155182868607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3222529155182868607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2008/04/build-designer.html' title='BUILD designer'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-4840084205394839818</id><published>2008-04-18T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:17:56.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazi Artwork</title><content type='html'>Art was considered to be one of the most important elements to strengthening the Third Reich and purifying the nation. Political aims and artistic expression became one. The task of art in the Third Reich was to shape the population's attitudes by carrying political messages with stereotyped concepts and art forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True art as defined by Hitler was linked with the country life, with health, and with the Aryan race. "We shall discover and encourage the artists who are able to impress upon the State of the German people the cultural stamp of the Germanic race . . . in their origin and in the picture which they present they are the expressions of the soul and the ideals of the community." (Hitler, Party Day speech, 1935; in Adam, 1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern art had no place in the Third Reich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, the role of the artists was to either portray the German world as peaceful, or as drawn into a struggle for survival to defend it. Thus, art was to become one more weapon in the Nazi regime's arsenal. Hitler was a master manipulator, and understood the value of propaganda and artistic fervor. He also understood how to control people by threatening their job, family and existence. Artists who did not fall in with the party ideal risked their life. The artists glorified the German citizens, soldiers, and Hitler's ideals. The painters used their art to depict Hitler as the healing element that would cure the country's ills. They also painted the common "Volk" (folk) in everyday settings. The art of this racially pure country was to overcome differences in class and mold all of the people into one ideal. When not painting pastoral scenes or glorifying the war, the artists would turn their paint brushes against the Jew, depicting him as inhuman and inferior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-4840084205394839818?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4840084205394839818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=4840084205394839818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/4840084205394839818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/4840084205394839818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2008/04/nazi-artwork.html' title='Nazi Artwork'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-1720654827390379223</id><published>2008-04-18T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:16:26.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Science</title><content type='html'>Ya tvoi sluga (I'm your servant)&lt;br /&gt;Ya tvoi rabotnik (I'm your worker)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-1720654827390379223?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1720654827390379223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=1720654827390379223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1720654827390379223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1720654827390379223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2008/04/science.html' title='Science'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-8815458107258923085</id><published>2007-11-23T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T11:07:48.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTUAL TRUE ZODIAC</title><content type='html'>ARIES = APRIL 19 - MAY 13&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS = MAY 14 - JUNE 19&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI = JUNE 20 - JULY 20&lt;br /&gt;CANCER = JULY 21 - AUG 9&lt;br /&gt;LEO = AUGUST 10 - SEPTEMBER 15&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO = SEPTEMBER 16 - OCTOBER  30&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA = OCTOBER 31 - NOVEMBER  22&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO = NOVEMBER 23 - NOVEMBER  29&lt;br /&gt;OPHIUCHUS = NOVEMBER 30 - DECEMBER 17&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS = DECEMBER 18 - JANUARY 18&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN = JANUARY 19 - FEBRUARY 15&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS = FEBRUARY 16 - MARCH 11&lt;br /&gt;PISCES = MARCH 12 - APRIL 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The constellation, Ophiuchus, has been known since ancient times, and is better known as Serpentarius, the Serpent Holder. It  is included in the list of 48 constellations described by Ptolemy. Ophiuchus is depicted as a man handling a serpent; his body dividing the large snake into two parts, giving way to the symbol used today as an Asclepius - the medical staff. Astrologers have not included Ophiuchus in the wheel of Astrological signs because the Sun spends only about nineteen days in this 13th sign of the Mazzaroth. Not that there wasn't a 13th sign in the Heavens, but as far as Astrologers were concerned, the Sun traveled from the constellation 'Scorpius' and then proceeded directly into the sign of Sagittarius. In reality, this was not the case. The Sun, for 19 days of the year, travels through the star constellation 'Ophiuchus' before entering Sagittarius from Scorpius - see chart below. thus  The sign of Ophiuchus is patterned after the original 'Serpent Holder', Enki, a Sumerian god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The signs of the Zodiac are for the most part, the highway, or path on which the Sun takes it's yearly journey across the heavens -  as it would appear to Earthlings. These signs are actually star constellations occupying space in which the Sun appears to travels in an earth year. The original twelve signs/constellations: Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, and Pisces are quite familiar to everyone, however, the thirteenth sign and constellation, [Ophiuchus], is in fact, not well known.  To acknowledge a 13th sign now would seem awkward for astrologers, who like the tidiness of 12 signs that rule over the 12 houses of the Zodiac. The heavens are alive and they do change after a few thousand years and the astrologer who wants to maintain accuracy must change along with the signs in the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The constellation of Ophiuchus is the only sign of the Zodiac which is linked to a real man. This man lived in ancient Egypt around the 27th century BCE, and his name was Imhotep [again patterned after Enki]. Many of the same attributes of Imhotep can also be found in the Biblical Hebrew man Joseph, son of Jacob - [see comparison chart for these two men in separate article].  Imhotep is credited with many accomplishments including the knowledge and use of medicine.  It is said of Imhotep that he brought the art of healing to mankind. The symbol of a serpent [or snake], which is still widely used today to represent the medical profession, was used to represent Imhotep.  Imhotep was also known as 'Aesclepius' to the ancient Greeks, but by any name the attributes are still all the same. The attributes listed below describe the Serpent Holder, Imhotep, i.e. the Hebrew Joseph, and Aesclepius. The keyword descriptions seen below, originated with Betty Rhodes, and are the attributes for the 13th sign of the Zodiac - Ophiuchus:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8815458107258923085?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8815458107258923085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8815458107258923085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8815458107258923085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8815458107258923085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/11/actual-true-zodiac.html' title='ACTUAL TRUE ZODIAC'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-8358484932413757355</id><published>2007-11-23T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T11:04:36.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking dream last night...</title><content type='html'>In all the midst of my latest freak out about the apocalypse, i've been having themed dreams about them.  They are all pretty tragic in the disaster sense, but I keep seeing the sun shine on the other side... a feeling similar to this idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it no coincedence that my obsession with 11:11 is the exact time of the winter solstice on December 21, 2012.  This date, being the end of the times according to the Mayan Calendar and the Iching chart, is also special in our solar system.  At that exact time, Earth is aligned with some sort of galactic equator (where the arrow of Sagittarius points) and black hole in the center of the galaxy.  This also has something to do with the 13th zodiac sign, which I need to research a bit more (Ophiuchus, the serpent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams have been as vivid as real life.  This morning I was on a beach, awaiting 11:11am.  Earthquake started to happen and I ended up in the ocean on a raft, hoping it was the safest place (entirely not true, tsunamis?).  I came across many rising lands in the water, with skull shapes mountain scenes.  The water was very choppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the sun scream across the sky.  Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across a new land as it ended.  Relieved.  There were kids playing on futuristic playgrounds, very colorful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this is a prophetic dream.  The sun traveling fast across the sky is a reality if the poles are supposed to change at this time.  We enter the Age of Aquarius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe the children were a symbol of the indigo children and people who see 11:11 to bring us into this new age.  Maybe its the transformation from Homo Sapien to Homo Luminous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8358484932413757355?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8358484932413757355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8358484932413757355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8358484932413757355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8358484932413757355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/11/waking-dream-last-night.html' title='Waking dream last night...'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-8491755851546778091</id><published>2007-11-06T08:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T08:28:29.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifted from Mirror of Aphrodite Blog</title><content type='html'>Maybe some of you have heard of The Web Bot Project, but for those of you who have not, it's quite intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Web Bot Project, developed in the late 1990's, was created to assist in making stock market predictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The technology uses a system of spiders to crawl the Internet and search for keywords, much like a search engine does. When a keyword is located, the bot program takes a snapshot of the text preceding and following the keyword. This snapshot of text is sent to a central location where it is then filtered to define meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The projects concept is aimed at tapping into the "collective unconscious" of the universe and it's inhabitants. As well, there is an interesting time concept involved and an unusual concept of a "tipping point" regarding the past, current, and future times. It goes a bit deeper than viewing what those of us on the Internet are saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in 2001, bot operators began to notice that stock market predictions were not the only matters being accurately predicted by the program. They began to take notice of coincidence with occurrences and explored it further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first accurate predictions from the bot program took place in June of 2001. The program predicted that a life altering event would take place within the next 60-90 days. An occurrence of such proportion that it's effects would be felt worldwide. The program based it's prediction on "web chatter" which ultimately represents the collective unconscious of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrettably, the bot program's prediction proved accurate and the Twin Towers fell on 9/11/2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where it starts to become very interesting. The bot program also predicts a worldwide calamity taking place in the year 2012. For those of you who study astrology, prophecies, and the like, you may already be familiar with this date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mayans were considered by many as great "seers" and built a society that focused it's studies on time, synchronicity, and consciousness. The Mayan calendar predicts that mankind will end in the year 2012. A period which also signifies the end of the current era in the Mayan calendar. But this end may represent a symbolic end - more so than a literal end. An end that refers to a shift in consciousness, such as a societal shift into a spiritual age from a scientific one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have derived similar predictions from the I Ching or China's "Book of Changes." The I Ching was written in 2800 B.C. and is revered to this day in China. A gentlemen by the name of Terrence McKenna studied the I Ching intensely and began to see a pattern emerging. From that pattern he produced a time line graph and called it the "Time Wave Zero" theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrence's time line derived from the I Ching ended in the year 2012 - December 21, 2012 to be exact. The winter solstice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more intriguing is the fact that many suggest that there is scientific evidence that points to a very rare astrological occurrence taking place the year of 2012. For millenia, the Mayans believed in the existence of a dark rift in the center of the Milky Way and considered it fact. Only recently did modern scientists discover that it actually does exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many exist, however, in the center of our galaxy is a black hole. And in the year 2012, it is suggested that the sun and the earth will be in direct alignment with this black hole. Scientist speculate that magnetic shifts could take place as a result. In essence, it is theorized that the poles could reverse. The poles have shifted before and Einstein, himself, had suggested this pole shifting theory in 1955.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure many of you have heard of Merlin the magician. Merlin was believed to be a Celtic shaman that many of his day considered a "crazed man of the forest." As a result, during those times he was referred to as "Merlin the Wild." But what many don't realize is that Merlin was considered Europe's greatest oracle or "seer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlin predicted that the planets will "run riot" through the constellations. Completely off their normal paths of rotation. Scientists speculate that if this were to happen, it would be a result of the earth changing it's rotation - or the poles shifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merlin also predicted that the use of "talking stones" would be taking place during this time. For those of you who don't know, stone is the basis of our modern technology. Quartz in particular. Quartz technology is used in cell phones as well as computers. Silicone quartz stores information that can then be retrieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting side note to this, that I will be discussing in an upcoming post, is the use of quartz by the Mayans. The Mayans coveted what were known as the crystal skulls. Skulls carved from natural quartz crystal. They claimed the skulls "talked" to them and gave them information. Could it be that they actually did? Based on our knowledge of the capabilities of quartz crystal and it's uses for technology - it seems quite possible. Hewlett Packard studied the skulls in 1970 and their results were startling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oldest tribe in the United States, the Hopi Indian tribe, believed that the world has been created and destroyed four times previously. The Hopi's believe that we are on the brink of the Fifth World. They predicted that this occurrence would be preceded by submersion (rising waters), the sun getting hotter (global warming), and earth occurrences (hurricane's, tornadoes, and mass flooding).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hopi's also predicted that the world at this time would be criss-crossed by a spider web, which could be likened to the Internet. They believed that the end of the Fourth World would be followed by the beginning of the Fifth World. The evolution of life requires violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that these beliefs are in line with the predictions made from one of the greatest book of prophecies ever written - the Bible. And the Book of Revelations, in particular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8491755851546778091?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://aphroditeastrology.com/2007/05/web-bot-project-and-2012.html' title='Lifted from Mirror of Aphrodite Blog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8491755851546778091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8491755851546778091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8491755851546778091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8491755851546778091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/11/lifted-from-mirror-of-aphrodite-blog.html' title='Lifted from Mirror of Aphrodite Blog'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-3669142807175659511</id><published>2007-10-19T16:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:05:23.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beat</title><content type='html'>girl i need your control, give it all to me&lt;br /&gt;cant you see this tension i created naturally&lt;br /&gt;realize, i make eyes, see what they will see&lt;br /&gt;submit yourself but not too much so i can put to sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-3669142807175659511?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3669142807175659511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=3669142807175659511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3669142807175659511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3669142807175659511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/beat.html' title='The Beat'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-4778915440270913435</id><published>2007-10-19T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:04:48.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Touch</title><content type='html'>recognition device, creative danger&lt;br /&gt;prepare for my replacement procedure&lt;br /&gt;brief borderline, closer you appear&lt;br /&gt;lets repeat the smallest injury near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got fixed in my vision&lt;br /&gt;tell me if you too&lt;br /&gt;planning my approach&lt;br /&gt;while calculating you&lt;br /&gt;why cant you see girl&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do&lt;br /&gt;just submit a moment&lt;br /&gt;lets make it me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New touch. Soon to be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction. Expected Hold restraint.&lt;br /&gt;Play my games, you, don't sell me the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I can see through right inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject rests, Involvement listens best.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish, I only make a list.&lt;br /&gt;Process one to get ahold of you.&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you can feel too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-4778915440270913435?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4778915440270913435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=4778915440270913435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/4778915440270913435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/4778915440270913435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-touch.html' title='New Touch'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-1721754835641235783</id><published>2007-10-19T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:02:57.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eros Shiny Legs</title><content type='html'>As far as I'm concerned, latex leggings are still in fashion.  No irony there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for some kind of fetish accessories to be somewhat of a trend.  I welcome any influence of seduction into the mainstream... again, not ironic.  xxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cult2.se/shop/04002_legging.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-1721754835641235783?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1721754835641235783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=1721754835641235783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1721754835641235783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1721754835641235783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/eros-shiny-legs.html' title='Eros Shiny Legs'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-5339642111560749346</id><published>2007-10-19T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:53:46.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Edgar Youtube Channel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ah1l9vdrGIY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ah1l9vdrGIY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Edgar 'Silent Animation Test', NYC, October 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-5339642111560749346?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://youtube.com/strictpolicy' title='Jimmy Edgar Youtube Channel'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5339642111560749346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=5339642111560749346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5339642111560749346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5339642111560749346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/jimmy-edgar-youtube-channel.html' title='Jimmy Edgar Youtube Channel'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-7506851185250367841</id><published>2007-10-19T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:46:52.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..on the topic of Guy Bourdin, here is Helmut Newton.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://imgpublic.artprice.com/img/classifieds/xl/276/276360_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://imgpublic.artprice.com/img/classifieds/xl/277/277664_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://imgpublic.artprice.com/img/classifieds/xl/276/276254_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://imgpublic.artprice.com/img/classifieds/xl/276/276259_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-7506851185250367841?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7506851185250367841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=7506851185250367841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/7506851185250367841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/7506851185250367841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-topic-of-guy-bourdin-here-is-helmut.html' title='..on the topic of Guy Bourdin, here is Helmut Newton.'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-132212596668420423</id><published>2007-10-19T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:43:33.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy Bourdin</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.guybourdin.org/gallery/color/images/01B.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy Bourdin (born December 2, 1928 in Paris, died March 29, 1991 of cancer in Paris) was one of the best known photographers of fashion and advertising of the second half of the 20th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His work for Vogue, together with another Seventies famous fashion photographer, Helmut Newton defied the standards, ideas and theories about fashion photography in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.guybourdin.org/gallery/color/images/07B.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both used strong themes, including themes such as sex, death, violence, glamour and fear, to provoke a new way of looking at man in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During their working years for Vogue they were given unlimited artistic freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.iamprettynyc.com/image.php?id=Narsguybordain.jpg&amp;w=290&amp;c=spotlight"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bourdin did advertising work for the Charles Jourdan shoe company. His quirky crime scene ads were greatly recognised and always muchly awaited by the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last years, Guy Bourdin has been hailed as one of the greatest fashion photographers of all time and his son, Samuel Bourdin, released a book with the finest prints of his father's work, called "Exhibit A".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been an influence on many artists, and continues to be so until this very day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-132212596668420423?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.guybourdin.org' title='Guy Bourdin'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/132212596668420423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=132212596668420423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/132212596668420423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/132212596668420423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/guy-bourdin.html' title='Guy Bourdin'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-6765803209788530717</id><published>2007-10-19T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:50:48.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>X District "Color Correction" Press</title><content type='html'>"We once had a degenerate online conversation that ended with us smashing our hard-drive, skipping town and burning our fingerprints off with acid.* Warp wiz Jimmy Edgar and Laura Clarke have turned their cryptic, carnal chats into a dark and dirty electro-funk record. Clearly we need to step up our banter game."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pinglewood Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One of the most interesting acts right now is X District (Club / Electro / Funk according to their myspace). I was pretty amazed when I read the press document:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which started out as an accidental exchange of cryptic and symbolic writings between Jimmy and Laura, ended up as the "Color Correction" MAXI-Single on Noir Push Recordings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minimalistic electro with sexual, mystic, almost occult tensions? And to top it all: I can't resist recalling Kraftwerk when I hear the simple beats, rhythms and austere melodies. It's very Techno Pop-esque. And I'm like the only one who accepted and liked Electric Café but I might guess I'm not alone anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Lemur Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These are exciting times my friends: Music is being conceived and distributed in new &amp; interesting ways. Take X District for example. They are a collaboration between Warp records artist Jimmy Edgar and Laura Clarke. They have only met once, for 5 minutes. All the music has been made via online video connection. They make sleek, seductive electronic beats. There is a long player slated for early 2008, have a listen to current single "Color Correction""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Just Press Play Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"X District is a new music collaboration featuring Laura Clarke and Jimmy Edgar. Which started out as an accidental exchange of cryptic and symbolic writings between Jimmy and Laura, ended up as the "Color Correction" MAXI-Single on Noir Push Recordings. Plans for a full length LP for early 2008 on Noir Push Recording."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kidz by Colette Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"X District is a new group, or experiment, or both, that consists of Warp Records wiz kid Jimmy Edgar and English Femme Fatale Laura Clarke. The project saw the light of day after a string of, mostly dark and abstract, conversations between the two took place online. The conversations were recorded and then Edgar arranged the music to fit in with the words, resulting in a wicked mixture of dark minimalistic electro and slack, laid back vocals that breathes more sex than you daddy´s X - rated collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color Correction is lifted from the group´s debut EP, with the same name, that´s out now on the great Brooklyn based label Noir Push Recordings. The EP also features the tracks Plus/Minus, Icasahedron and 9 Red Rooms (that´s being remixed by none other than electro hero Egyptian Lover), that are all absolutely excellent, meaning that you´re buying this release a.s.a.p, agreed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-24Hours Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Warp Records has never been a label that has greatly interested me, much to the chargrin of some friends. The collected (or should that be selected) works of artists such as Aphex Twin and Squarepusher, save a My Red Hot Car or Windowlicker, seem to have passed me by over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, one of the very Warp releases I own is the Access Rythmn EP by Detroit producer Jimmy Edgar, which was purchased at the behest of my friend Perez who used to rave about him (now she's a proper Warp freak!) but which I am happy as a kid with apple pie to own as it is splendid - the crunchy analogue hiphop of Urban Outtake in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to keep an eye on Mr Edgar's music since then, last year's Plus Device album on Hefty Records is rumoured to be the work of young Jimmy - if it is then I applaud him cos it's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more than happy then, to get a sample of his latest project as one half of X District, the other half being filled, quite notably, by tattooed vocalist Laura. Coming on like Chromeo if they weren't obsessed with Roger Troutman and one of them was a Suicide Girl from Leeds, it's a good look!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Slutty Fringe Blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-6765803209788530717?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/xdistrict' title='X District &quot;Color Correction&quot; Press'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6765803209788530717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=6765803209788530717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6765803209788530717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6765803209788530717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/10/x-district-press.html' title='X District &quot;Color Correction&quot; Press'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-2253715912075775251</id><published>2007-09-29T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T15:59:16.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Rich, thanks for keeping in touch.</title><content type='html'>did i tell you about my friend rich anderson overdosing on heroin?&lt;br /&gt;woah, no you didnt mention it&lt;br /&gt;ok, so a bunch of weird things happened&lt;br /&gt;we werent very very close, but we kept in touch, ever since highschool&lt;br /&gt;but i guess he really looked up to me&lt;br /&gt;we were friends for a longtime&lt;br /&gt;and actually i was 1 of 2 people that went to his parents to try to get him some help&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;and so anyways&lt;br /&gt;the night he died, i was trying to play salt and peppa's "PUSH IT"&lt;br /&gt;on my synth&lt;br /&gt;which was so random&lt;br /&gt;but i realized, it was probably around the time he died&lt;br /&gt;and it was a joke that rich only knew how to play that synth line on keyboard&lt;br /&gt;after a day or so... i was walking with my friend&lt;br /&gt;and he started humming the song, push it&lt;br /&gt;Auto-reply: I am away from my computer.&lt;br /&gt;hah holy shit&lt;br /&gt;which was really weird, so i started thinking about rich&lt;br /&gt;then a block or so later, i look on the ground and see an "R" scrabble piece&lt;br /&gt;then i walked a bit more and saw a ripped piece of paper with an "I" on it&lt;br /&gt;i didnt say anything, but i was trying not to looking on the ground for a "C"&lt;br /&gt;but sure enough, there was a rubberband in the shape of a "C"&lt;br /&gt;so, i was really trying hard not to look at the ground since i didnt want to fulfill this strange thing with my mind&lt;br /&gt;and then, my friend who i was with.... drops a quarter&lt;br /&gt;i look right next to it and there is a spraypainted "H" in the ground&lt;br /&gt;fuck, that's heavy&lt;br /&gt;so, i knew right then Rich was contacting me and sort of letting me know everything was ok with him&lt;br /&gt;yeah man... it was plain as day&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad he did that&lt;br /&gt;it was like his goodbye&lt;br /&gt;next time i go to detroit his mom wanted to meet me and tell me some things, im going to tell her about that&lt;br /&gt;Auto-reply: I am away from my computer.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm sure that would bring a smile to her face&lt;br /&gt;i guess she went to a psychic and they were saying rich was telling them me and Nels name&lt;br /&gt;yeah, definitely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-2253715912075775251?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2253715912075775251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=2253715912075775251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2253715912075775251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2253715912075775251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/09/rip-rich-thanks-for-keeping-in-touch.html' title='RIP Rich, thanks for keeping in touch.'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-636341617869888545</id><published>2007-09-26T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:27:07.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayan/Aztec Astrology</title><content type='html'>DAY-SIGN: 3-Ocelot &lt;br /&gt;(Maya: 3-Ix) &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  YEAR: South-11 (Tikal System) &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  13-DAY PERIOD: 1-Grass &lt;br /&gt;(Maya: 1-Eb) &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  NIGHT LORD: 2 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  VENUS PHASE: Evening Star &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction - The Astrology of Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ancient Maya and Aztec astrologers studied the mysterious influence of the rhythms of the sky on earthly life. Everyone knows the Sun rises and sets every day -- this is the basic rhythm of life around which we set our clocks and calendars. What the ancient astrologers discovered was that other time cycles existed that were multiples of this basic day cycle. This fact was discovered about 100 years ago in Europe and these cycles (there are many of them) are now called biorhythms.&lt;br /&gt;The most important time cycles in ancient Mayan and Aztec astrology are those of the day, 9-days, 13-days, and 20-days. Additionally, years are counted also, in groups of 4 and 13. Each day is then part of several other cycles, so no two days are exactly the same. Your Maya/Aztec horoscope below shows exactly where in each of the cycles you were born. Each category below examines a specific cycle and a specific aspect of your personality. Keep in mind that our personalities are complex and contain many contradictions. All of us present a different "face" depending on who we meet. The delineations below will reflect this, but they will also give you a clear picture of who you really are. The true value of astrology lies in self-knowledge, the first step to wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Personal Traits -- The Day-Sign of Your Birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are your strongest and most obvious personality traits. The delineation below describes who you are and how you appear to others, at least on the surface. In Aztec astrology this part of is your horoscope is your Tonalli, or Day-Sign, the form bestowed upon you by the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ocelot:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Privacy is something that you need, yet your tendency to become involved in entangled relationships often makes this difficult. By nature, you are a secretive person who has found that controlling information helps you maintain some control over your life. You have an inborn sense of strategy and make a good planner and investigator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also quite aggressive and competitive. You will fight to make a point, though you usually do so in a somewhat indirect way. In conversation you can be cutting and sarcastic, but you do use subtlety and rarely come right out with what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to have rather complex relationships with spouses, relatives and friends. Your pattern is to become deeply involved on many levels and to base some of your security needs on these relationships. When things turn sour, you find yourself caught up in a network of ties, dependencies, and obligations that are difficult to throw off easily and quickly. At worst, you may become socially mal-adjusted and dependent. At best, you are a person who can heal sick human relationships as well as explore them to their fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have some psychic abilities. You are very sensitive in general and can read people intuitively. Negatively, this sensitivity could become a problem, particularly when alcohol or drugs are involved. Some Ocelot personalities develop their psychic senses or master divination techniques. On another level, medical and healing arts may appeal to you and, as a practitioner or counselor, you find your way to a diagnosis using your powerful instincts. In fact, you may be a natural healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are probably regarded as an intelligent person and are possibly very well-educated. You display a facility for communication and may actually be a powerful and persuasive speaker or writer. Negatively, you can dominate conversations or attempt to impose your views on others. You have a powerful imagination and are capable of visualizing all sorts of things, from the sublime to the paranoid. Possibly the best type of education for you is one in which psychology and social sciences are emphasized. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Deeper Self -- The 13-Day Week of Your Birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us reacts to the world around us in different ways. Our reactions are mostly unconscious; they represent what our deeper self needs. Our reactions both attract and repel us from things, people, and situations. What we like, what we like to do, and who we really are is shown by the 13-day week called the Trecena that we were born under. Each of these periods begins with the number 1 and the name of the day-sign that starts it. A number is attached to your position within the 13-day period that may be an important number for you.&lt;br /&gt;This is the third day of the 13-day period beginning with 1-Grass. Beneath your surface personality lies a set of conflicting needs. Part of you wants to please, the other is a bit angry about all this compromising that you are expected to do. Much of the time you supress your anger and deep feelings. You have an interest in the deep, dark recesses of the world, the insides of people and other such things, and may do well in a career that allows you to legitmately explore such areas. 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/&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrSqhD7Zd_g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrSqhD7Zd_g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-40795279827587601?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/40795279827587601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=40795279827587601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/40795279827587601'/><link rel='self' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lBJHqEPTZUQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lBJHqEPTZUQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-9042056473486112205?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/9042056473486112205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=9042056473486112205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/9042056473486112205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I have been asked to design color schemes through the peepholes of moods, environments, design displays and other various mindsets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netherlands based company &lt;a href="http://beta.dailycolorscheme.com"&gt;Daily Color Scheme&lt;/a&gt; will feature &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/colorstrip"&gt;Jimmy Edgar&lt;/a&gt; as a guest designer creating new and unique color schemes in a creative way of artistic promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'AN EVERY-DAY COLOR RESOURCE, WE BRING YOU DAILY-FRESH COLOR SCHEMES'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8993652276817966087?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://beta.dailycolorscheme.com' title='New Color Project'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8993652276817966087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8993652276817966087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8993652276817966087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8993652276817966087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-color-project.html' title='New Color Project'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-5088678053751030515</id><published>2007-04-28T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T07:23:28.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>black curtain up</title><content type='html'>music for bondage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-5088678053751030515?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5088678053751030515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=5088678053751030515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5088678053751030515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5088678053751030515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/black-curtain-up.html' title='black curtain up'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-7082733624215793018</id><published>2007-04-26T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T09:39:29.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nectar Robbers</title><content type='html'>Exploitation between organisms is a form of parasitism or specialized predation in which an organism engages in what appears to be a mutualistic relationship with another organism, but does not in fact provide any benefit to the other organism. The relationship between the organisms may be symbiotic, in which case cheating is a form of parasitism, or non-symbiotic, in which case cheating is a form of predation or herbivory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheating is often found in situations where there are generalized non-specific mutualisms between broad classes of organisms, such as the relationship between flowering plants and animal pollinators or between mycorrhizal fungi and plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some insects and birds engage in a behavior called nectar robbing in which they harvest nectar without pollinating the plant; nectar robbers are often close relatives or mimics of pollinating species. Another example would be myco-heterotrophic plants that take carbon from fungi in a shared mycorrhizal network without contributing anything to the fungal symbiont. These parasitic plants act as "mycorrhizal cheaters" in such systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.utoronto.ca/forest/termite/Ergatoid.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several classes of symbiosis below. The symbols in brackets are intended to aid understanding, and are not formal definitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutualism, a relationship in which members of two different species benefit and neither suffers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commensalism, a relationship in which 'one party gains some benefit, whilst the other suffers no serious disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parasitism, in which one member of the association benefits while the other is harmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amensalism, in which the association is disadvantageous to one member while the other is not affected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutralism, in which both organisms are unaffected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competition, in which both organisms are harmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artificial symbiosis, the mutually beneficial integration between a live part and an artifact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbiosis may be divided into two distinct categories: ectosymbiosis and endosymbiosis. In ectosymbiosis, the symbiont lives on the body surface of the host, including the inner surface of the digestive tract or the ducts of exocrine glands. In endosymbiosis, the symbiont lives within the tissues of the host; either in the intracellular space or extracellularly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-7082733624215793018?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7082733624215793018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=7082733624215793018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/7082733624215793018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/7082733624215793018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/nectar-robbers.html' 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Device</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EGHtbz70sQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EGHtbz70sQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-3525149682165396639?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3525149682165396639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=3525149682165396639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-5024997414084420402?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5024997414084420402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=5024997414084420402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5024997414084420402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5024997414084420402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/speaking-of-talkbox.html' title='Speaking of Talkbox....'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-3617373086424188064</id><published>2007-04-26T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T09:26:17.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belgium Talkbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5giDcdcx2FM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5giDcdcx2FM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-3617373086424188064?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3617373086424188064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=3617373086424188064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3617373086424188064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3617373086424188064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/belgium-talkbox.html' title='Belgium Talkbox'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-8781434798677881090</id><published>2007-04-25T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T19:44:28.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*</title><content type='html'>automantic.&lt;br /&gt;erotilust.&lt;br /&gt;operaxion.&lt;br /&gt;textouch.&lt;br /&gt;faxual.&lt;br /&gt;sextone.&lt;br /&gt;Rhythm and Red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8781434798677881090?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8781434798677881090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8781434798677881090' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Labrynthe = shit drinks, shit sound, dripping ceiling, wet bathrooms, seedy, sleazy, dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qs5drOFEyA0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qs5drOFEyA0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-861418561218283693?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/861418561218283693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=861418561218283693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/861418561218283693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/861418561218283693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/jimmy-edgar-fetish-party-improv-funk-on.html' title='Jimmy Edgar Fetish Party &amp; Improv Funk on shit soundsystem @ Labrynthe'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-1057790289785474029</id><published>2007-04-24T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:42:27.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Edgar: Live en Madrid, I play in the Dark.</title><content type='html'>A confusing show but someone in the front row of people managed to get ahold.  Near the end it clips a few variations from other tempos.  This was alongside Black Replica, Autechre, &amp; Egyptian Lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jukwqiTuu44"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jukwqiTuu44" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-1057790289785474029?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1057790289785474029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=1057790289785474029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1057790289785474029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1057790289785474029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/jimmy-edgar-live-en-madrid-i-play-in.html' title='Jimmy Edgar: Live en Madrid, I play in the Dark.'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-2223549851289330051</id><published>2007-04-24T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T11:28:33.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My rhythm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_d26Z05j3QE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_d26Z05j3QE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-2223549851289330051?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2223549851289330051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=2223549851289330051' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2223549851289330051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2223549851289330051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-rhythm.html' title='My rhythm.'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-5161468507759364465</id><published>2007-04-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T08:23:37.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My family heritage &amp; Detroit</title><content type='html'>Despite my grandmother being a prostitute, I have another side revealed from my family heritage...  a few generations back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://info.detnews.com/dn/history/boxing/images/wilson.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late Jackie Wilson, famed Motown singer, boxed in Detroit Golden Gloves events as a young boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://info.detnews.com/dn/history/boxing/images/edgar.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detroit's James Edgar fought in Golden Gloves before turning pro. A middleweight, he fought Jake LaMotta twice, losing once and gaining a draw in the rematch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://info.detnews.com/dn/history/boxing/images/lamotta.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake LaMotta, left, is rocked by Detroiter James Edgar in the fifth round of their rematch in 1946. The fight ended in a draw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-5161468507759364465?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5161468507759364465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=5161468507759364465' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5161468507759364465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5161468507759364465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-family-heritage-detroit.html' title='My family heritage &amp; Detroit'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-3360906303680727921</id><published>2007-04-23T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T06:05:18.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 moons cycle</title><content type='html'>as we come out of the 3 moon cycle complete, the moon approachs leo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-3360906303680727921?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3360906303680727921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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Slave Hood</title><content type='html'>So, there were a Nigger, an Indian, and a Honky.. they walk into a leather bar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.extremerestraints.com/images/le420b.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8263175050784967641?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8263175050784967641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8263175050784967641' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8263175050784967641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8263175050784967641'/><link rel='alternate' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-5553469961631435762</id><published>2007-04-09T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T11:34:21.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...a secret.</title><content type='html'>The eye is made up of some of the most amazing tissue in the body. The lens, for example, is perfectly clear, perfectly curved and is capable of focusing on an incredible amount of data. But vision has only partly to do with the retina, lens, and cornea. Understanding what we see mostly happens in the brain, which is why a person with perfect vision is still susceptible to optical illusions. Do we know what the world looks like? We know approximately what it looks like, which is enough to get by, but our perception of the world is not without a certain amount of 'misreading.' Our visual nervous system approximates color, shape, and dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of seeing begins with the presence of light, an image being formed on the retina, and an impulse transmitted to the brain, but there are many other factors that play a part in how we perceive visually. Our perceptions are influenced by our past experiences, imagination, and associations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.pbs.org/wnet/brain/illusions/index.html&gt;Mind Illusions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious secret, like this blog.  But, I should post more often.  Something more exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-5553469961631435762?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/5553469961631435762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=5553469961631435762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5553469961631435762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/5553469961631435762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/secret.html' title='...a secret.'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-3775845343154782524</id><published>2007-04-09T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T11:27:23.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy a flexibone man.</title><content type='html'>MFBC11 Fashion man mannequin&lt;br /&gt;[mfbc11]  €240,00 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFBC11 Fashion man mannequin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://museumfiguren.nl/images/man_fashion/mfbc11H.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistic head  - &lt;br /&gt;Color: Cameo white -  &lt;br /&gt;Here showed: skin color (not available) - &lt;br /&gt;Freight weight 20 kg / 44 lbs -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-1121345837124256544</id><published>2007-04-09T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T05:22:21.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my single words.  while away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;contemplating acceptance of this resume.  does trust really matter, for two people.  if i cant trust, i have no desire to be trustworthy.  make me, not through clear malicious glass.  i have glazed eyes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more detail, just color haze.  slap steps.&lt;br /&gt;recognizable changing body shapes.  timeline forward, less and less time before i get to have you.&lt;br /&gt;your mind is like mine.  youre prisoner in my head, apologies i cant let you go.  thoughts exclose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my neon should have arrived unshattered to my home.  when, you are in detroit, nothing else will be left unshattered.&lt;br /&gt;think and focus.  here we come.&lt;br /&gt;your body is on my mind.  various liquids, bodyfluids.  rare, no retrograde with your scent, aligned.&lt;br /&gt;triangles, red.   this icosahedron idea coming back.  fuck black shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it should be our electricity collaborating, you negative me positive, me negative you positive.&lt;br /&gt;flames, ideas, shifting colors, hypertones.  fog makes our bodymold, stays for hours.&lt;br /&gt;matte finish skin, under shimmer.  want you glossy.  black squares penetrate your spine.  shiver, shake, tremble, convulsion.&lt;br /&gt;growth in anticipation, next time i get you, black covers your true colors.  make sure they are exactly what i want.&lt;br /&gt;im going to uncover every last drop of you, and with your changing shapes, could be awhile.&lt;br /&gt;are you ready to realize my colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expose my private inside construction&lt;br /&gt;as round it goes back and forth&lt;br /&gt;bent you pose hands and knees, face west, chin up, no rest&lt;br /&gt;get me alone, i insist. play with my looks, your worst is your best&lt;br /&gt;not too much of a puzzle, i want you as you stand&lt;br /&gt;on top of everything, stripped anything, black velvet furniture, stained eyes&lt;br /&gt;fingers in come here motion, shaking necks, oscillating thighs&lt;br /&gt;the primeval essence of color is a phantasmagorical resonance,&lt;br /&gt;light becomes music&lt;br /&gt;rush of adrenaline&lt;br /&gt;vibrations which slow down to piston speed&lt;br /&gt;flexibone, read my red book, clean smell, forget fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your fingers in leather pin prick gloves.  scathing my surface.  making your mark on me. fluid scratch.&lt;br /&gt;your body slide operation, slither over me.  lips meet ear for words, lips meet neck for ultralust infection.&lt;br /&gt;need you closer to me, you remember everything ive told you.&lt;br /&gt;ive etched it in, you determine what texture.  diamond, crystal, stone, not styrofoam.&lt;br /&gt;i saw blue sparks last night.  electric energy, possibilities.  those were ideas in the bed, imbedded creative sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;i still see them.&lt;br /&gt;my fingerprints will lay claim on the back of your neck, they spec red. spade.&lt;br /&gt;no words for me either, just a concentrated dot of a thought; a mean, and a symbol.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see you, your new moves, your brain waves, differences, new color schemes, choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think red neon, black furniture, tinted glass, lip prints, choke holds, aural breaths, anonymous noises&lt;br /&gt;all necessary, pleasurevibration&lt;br /&gt;connexion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;operation diversion.  straight you to me.&lt;br /&gt;more than just simple attraction, black affair, hold it.&lt;br /&gt;inducing sweat with an effigy styled stare.  outlined by white neon, sexual halo of blue spark energy.&lt;br /&gt;dense with stylistic flavorcolor, print daily. missing obituary.&lt;br /&gt;a hidden context from the conscious, underlining in your skin, crawling with anticipation, hardly vague.&lt;br /&gt;make my heart beat, leave me breathing, render me hot, color me.&lt;br /&gt;by striving to please you, i also please myself.  repetition, loopsex, pleasurecircle, sweatsphere.&lt;br /&gt;heavy motion.  you are good at this, keep up with me.  grab your arm.&lt;br /&gt;i want you by me, close.  cant let go, dont let go.  your exhale enveloping me.&lt;br /&gt;automantic.  erotilust.  operaxion. textouch.  faxual.&lt;br /&gt;seduction, temptation.  seduce and tempt me, i'll simulate distraction.  creative inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;show me what youre made of.&lt;br /&gt;i need your nervous looks, low peep, eyes up, hair play, look away.&lt;br /&gt;push your face into mine.  mouth open, wet inside.&lt;br /&gt;camera flash catch your moment, release.&lt;br /&gt;make off with me.&lt;br /&gt;when we see us we realize why thoughts of waiting persisted, and most likely forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;still interruption.  typical assumption, proved left side.&lt;br /&gt;your squares, circles, french curve stencil, rectangles, mixed colors, reflective factors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-1121345837124256544?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1121345837124256544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=1121345837124256544' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1121345837124256544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1121345837124256544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-single-words-while-away.html' title='my single words.  while away.'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-2277768625524017988</id><published>2007-04-05T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T11:56:22.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession Confession</title><content type='html'>Obsession is one of the cornerstones of the religious activity within Spiritism. It is defined by Allan Kardec as the interference of a subjugating spirit on a weaker one and, although usually taken for granted as meaning the negative influence of the spirit of an evil deceased person on the mind of another one that is alive, can occur either way.&lt;br /&gt;It is discussed by Spiritists as the major danger that the unprepared medium will have to face and is believed to be one of the most frequent causes of mental diseases and criminal behaviour. It is "treated" at Spiritist Centres by means of praying and teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Types&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically, "obsession" is any unwanted influence of a spirit, when it alters or suppresses the normal manifestation of the personality of the subject. It can occur when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a spirit influences a living person,&lt;br /&gt;-a living person influences someone else,&lt;br /&gt;-a living person influences a spirit,&lt;br /&gt;-a spirit influences another spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first case the victim suffers but does not know whence his suffering comes. The obsessed may be lead to behave abnormally without apparent reason and will not be able to explain his deeds/crimes.&lt;br /&gt;In the second case the victim knows he is being influenced and usually reacts, but is unable to resist the will of the obsessor. The victim may resort to violence.&lt;br /&gt;The third case mostly occurs when the spirit of a deceased person is not able to break his bonds with the living and hangs around, suffering as they suffer.&lt;br /&gt;The fourth case is mostly like the second.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-2277768625524017988?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2277768625524017988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=2277768625524017988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2277768625524017988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2277768625524017988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/obsession-confession.html' title='Obsession Confession'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-1652237630717002376</id><published>2007-03-31T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T05:48:48.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rare Video # 1  Creepy Autograph "You Look so SexY"</title><content type='html'>Creepy Autograph "You Look so SexY"&lt;br /&gt;Recorded 1996, Detroit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by Sandy Lakdar, Parisian actress, writer and director. 2005.&lt;br /&gt;"You Look so SexY" was also licensed to Team Sleep/Deftones for performance use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qzugofQ4Vow"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qzugofQ4Vow" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rumoured more to come without notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-1652237630717002376?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1652237630717002376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=1652237630717002376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1652237630717002376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1652237630717002376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/04/rare-video-1-creepy-autograph-you-look.html' title='Rare Video # 1  Creepy Autograph &quot;You Look so SexY&quot;'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-8803092873908940174</id><published>2007-03-28T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T01:11:32.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take your body Back, I dont wanna go...</title><content type='html'>gonna feel you up gonna fill you up&lt;br /&gt;so tell me what you wanna do now&lt;br /&gt;wanna get together wanna cut the color&lt;br /&gt;wanna make it better, wanna make it better now now now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take ya little body back to my place hit the&lt;br /&gt;bass tones get a time ready for a night rhyme&lt;br /&gt;what is done is done limme run away&lt;br /&gt;seeming like a people guy but i just fly high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a lil bit of sex then im set&lt;br /&gt;dont you cry whatcha think you wanna go to go to&lt;br /&gt;sentimental side of thing kinda need&lt;br /&gt;tone it down for the rhythm taking back at back at ease ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna feel you up gonna fill you up&lt;br /&gt;cmon tell me what you wanna do now&lt;br /&gt;wanna get together wanna cut the color&lt;br /&gt;wanna make it better, wanna make it better now now now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE YOUR BODY BACK, I DONT WANNA GO&lt;br /&gt;TAKE YOUR BODY BACK, I DONT WANNA GO&lt;br /&gt;TAKE YOUR BODY BACK, I DONT WANNA GO&lt;br /&gt;TAKE YOUR BODY BACK, I DONT WANNA GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;push, drive,&lt;br /&gt;wait, thrive&lt;br /&gt;i want you like a tablet of a dreamstate, medicate&lt;br /&gt;with a pattern of a dont go, please slow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need ya over like a back to my face in a&lt;br /&gt;fine time get a rhyme ready for a night mind&lt;br /&gt;what is done is done limme let it go&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be a part a nothing i got know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotcha cummin to a typical place, in my&lt;br /&gt;case work, make her wait a little bit of heart rate&lt;br /&gt;what i got, alot, a shot to get away&lt;br /&gt;even like a people guy but i just fly high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh (ohhh breath) cmon&lt;br /&gt;did you think that i really wanna cum and see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show you somethin that you wanna see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you guess i got a defect, ......reflect&lt;br /&gt;certain type a cover of the other kinda detect ...recheck&lt;br /&gt;chill .....   ....for your neck n the application of the reject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know you got a body on a, dis-play....&lt;br /&gt;i can tell you got red from your lips say...&lt;br /&gt;gonna have it with a taste from a all around a dismay,&lt;br /&gt;straight away , back to the figure of a my way....miss this stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant you see i gotta slight minor part of me,&lt;br /&gt;coming through like a detrimental harmony,&lt;br /&gt;melody show you somethin that you wanna see, wanna be&lt;br /&gt;can you skip to the harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take it back to the black tones, moans&lt;br /&gt;in your ear when you think you gotta plan you have to cum fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eratic, gotta automatic&lt;br /&gt;have at it, red handed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want that,....&lt;br /&gt;midnight light gonna like a sound&lt;br /&gt;i taste that wet... regret.&lt;br /&gt;put the pill, in another one of cutter word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high tones, by tones, on my own&lt;br /&gt;now its time for my city style tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, can you keep a secret .. if i tell you what im into into&lt;br /&gt;room: let me continue, try and make you (make you) cling to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;push, drive, wait, thrive&lt;br /&gt;i want you like a tablet of a dreamstate, medicate&lt;br /&gt;with a pattern of a dont go, please slow...oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of an underline stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single palpitation of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got me at every single one&lt;br /&gt;when will you see me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single one, got me by&lt;br /&gt;my poverty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just missed the time, like a lost episode,&lt;br /&gt;complicated feelings but i need a vice code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the password&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formal projection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re check, i can only suffer now less&lt;br /&gt;on the purple time of day which is now i must confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding back, from the pulse of the beat&lt;br /&gt;of the city style sounds shape up and secrete&lt;br /&gt;push it down while i give it all i got to lose&lt;br /&gt;its a sin, where you been, i need to know where to fuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;detect for the other complications with a fucking epidemic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you keep a secret if i tell you that im&lt;br /&gt;ill with a complication you dont wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rated x, for sex in the sound that you gonna cum to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta feel you up gotta fill you up&lt;br /&gt;just let me in a duplicate now&lt;br /&gt;wanna have another get together&lt;br /&gt;color cutter, all love in your letter, make it better now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got no reason not to take it for the content&lt;br /&gt;checkin on the making of her scent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the figure in the negative background &lt;br /&gt;looking like a shadow of a red red red sound&lt;br /&gt;think of this when you plan you gotta cum fast&lt;br /&gt;then you hit the replay cause you gotta make a pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching you from the corner my black bin&lt;br /&gt;take a notice of my chords soakin wet skin&lt;br /&gt;only night time is the right prime time&lt;br /&gt;for the syncopated after hour twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you hear now its time for my night rhyme&lt;br /&gt;that your givin in to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause my sequence blends with suspense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play with my wet chords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i go while put my vibes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta see me in the dark&lt;br /&gt;with a shadow cold hearted with a red vein red vein&lt;br /&gt;put a needle or a pill for a sinkin feeling thats just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i crave that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me take you to a place where i grow sounds&lt;br /&gt;every blank periodical sometimes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8803092873908940174?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8803092873908940174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8803092873908940174' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8803092873908940174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8803092873908940174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/03/take-your-body-back-i-dont-wanna-go.html' title='Take your body Back, I dont wanna go...'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-3934264958805000018</id><published>2007-03-21T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:24:30.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from wikipedia, very enlightening and fucking hilarious</title><content type='html'>He is rumoured to be high part of several secret societies, that which have similar qualities of freemasonry and satanism.[citation needed] Jimmy is a skilled fashion designer, fashion photographer, oil painter, video installation artist, and graphic designer in his own self taught styles. Amongst these qualities and multi-instruments, he works closely with his "highly guarded partners" for strict creative purposes. Jimmy is to have been called a modern renaissance artist, with his Leo rising Scorpio traits they display a fusion of dark, charming, enticing, mysterious, and very sexual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-3934264958805000018?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3934264958805000018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=3934264958805000018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3934264958805000018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3934264958805000018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/03/from-wikipedia-very-enlightening-and.html' title='from wikipedia, very enlightening and fucking hilarious'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-6422622045033413254</id><published>2007-03-16T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T10:26:12.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>compatibility, random</title><content type='html'>Libra and Leo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra is ruled by Venus and is especially attractive to Leo. Leo also appreciates the beauty and social graces that Libra possesses. Leo brings music and romance into Libras life. Libra will appreciate the drama and sex appeal of Leo. The attraction could lead to marriage. Libra may find Leo’s possessive side a bit extreme for their tastes. This relationship will get better over time or it could eventually collapse. The potential for sex is very good. Leo will help Libra get a makeover. Aspects are great for a sexual relationship. The issue of marriage will dominate over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn With Leo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo will think Capricorn stingy with affection because Capricorn's reserved, undemonstrative nature cannot give Leo the adoration it needs. Neither will take a back seat nor let the other be dominant. The Capricorn has the tendency to be of suspicious motives, while Leo will wholeheartedly enter the arena with no thought of consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries and Leo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When these two powerful signs collide, there is no stopping them. Both are Fire signs and will love playing together. It is only a matter of time before these two magnetic signs attract and “get a room”.&lt;br /&gt;This relationship can work but boundaries must be established early on and only if both want to make it last. Both are stubborn, reliable and loyal by nature so there is an element of lasting potential to be had. Problems arise when Aries is not stroking Leo’s tender ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo will need lots of praise and compliments. Aries will come to the conclusion sooner or later that Leo is the right person and vice versa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo and Taurus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo finds sensuality and passion with Taurus. These two signs will party, play and share a strong friendship. They share similar ideas about sex and that’s a great start. Taurus is instantly attracted to outgoing Leo. Taurus will stick with Leo through good times and not so great times. This is something Leo needs to feel secure. Taurus also finds Leo independence very attractive. This is a highly rewarding combination that has both long and short term potential. Before they know it, they could fall madly in love. Taurus is serious and sensual. Leo considers Taurus a keeper and friendship will always be evident long after the attraction has ended. You will learn more about yourselves in this relationship. It’s worth the insight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo and Pisces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a mystical and sensual connection when Leo meets Pisces. They both will be surprised by the chemistry and intensity they initially feel for each other. This could be the real thing for Pisces. Leo is impressed with Pisces social charm and seductive ways. Pisces wants to seduce Leo immediately. Water and Fire will experience a passionate sex life. When they click, nothing and absolutely nothing gets in the way. The need to express love will be felt very strongly by both parties and sex will be erotic and intoxicating. Over time, Leo will come to the conclusion that Pisces is fun for a night and that’s about it. It’s fun while it lasts. A brief affair is possible but long-term love is not so promising for Leo. Pisces could swim away in a sea of tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-6422622045033413254?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6422622045033413254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=6422622045033413254' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6422622045033413254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6422622045033413254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/03/compatibility-random.html' title='compatibility, random'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-2222160179854720671</id><published>2007-03-16T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T17:02:46.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no title this time</title><content type='html'>want you to seek, request, beg, plead&lt;br /&gt;whisper and cry out my designation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pause for me, hold on&lt;br /&gt;specific procedures in mind&lt;br /&gt;my calculated method, instinctive qualities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vermeil timbres, crimson sin&lt;br /&gt;directly unclean, the less you turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your name tag reads 'mine'&lt;br /&gt;black obscenities, lack of judgement&lt;br /&gt;i want to see you rendered&lt;br /&gt;ill be anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white through red, light through nylon&lt;br /&gt;pink through pinholes, conversation through closed hands&lt;br /&gt;over my mouth, your legs&lt;br /&gt;over my head, your internal organs&lt;br /&gt;over my body, you slide&lt;br /&gt;across the floor, breath, unbutton my pants, whats next you might get a shock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-2222160179854720671?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2222160179854720671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=2222160179854720671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2222160179854720671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2222160179854720671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-title-this-time.html' title='no title this time'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-4402398361007644036</id><published>2007-03-12T23:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:24:26.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mystery</title><content type='html'>grainy , black and white&lt;br /&gt;high contrast&lt;br /&gt;lips&lt;br /&gt;splits into faces... dualing&lt;br /&gt;sex faces&lt;br /&gt;flashes&lt;br /&gt;5inch heels&lt;br /&gt;slide across the floor&lt;br /&gt;sweat drips&lt;br /&gt;you turn and look behind&lt;br /&gt;i might be yours&lt;br /&gt;you did something wrong&lt;br /&gt;the mystery is, what did she do&lt;br /&gt;you might never know by the end&lt;br /&gt;not at all&lt;br /&gt;writing lipstick letters on the mirror&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-4402398361007644036?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4402398361007644036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=4402398361007644036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/4402398361007644036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/4402398361007644036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/03/mystery.html' title='mystery'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-7072459397117124703</id><published>2007-03-11T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T19:40:48.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you make it hurt real good....</title><content type='html'>you can just lie, its what i want&lt;br /&gt;tell me what i wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;my detection is too good, just something ive got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sheets reflect an over and over night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmon now turn me down, or give me what i want&lt;br /&gt;im on to you, gonna give you what i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think you realize whats happening&lt;br /&gt;i know everything you dont want me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know exactly how to turn you on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna make you regret everything youve ever done&lt;br /&gt;i make it hurt so good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-7072459397117124703?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7072459397117124703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=7072459397117124703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;dont wanna ruin your plans of last connection&lt;br /&gt;but ive got an idea of my color correction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting with azra tonight at the emory 9pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8208391576742478193?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8208391576742478193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8208391576742478193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8208391576742478193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8208391576742478193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuck-these-collections.html' title='fuck these collections'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-8631565078771655832</id><published>2007-03-07T12:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T12:00:44.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omar</title><content type='html'>Sun Sign: Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;Sun 5° Scorpio 05' Scorpio Horoscope &lt;br /&gt;for today »&lt;br /&gt; Moon Sign: Scorpio &lt;br /&gt;Moon 13° Scorpio 27' Scorpio Horoscope &lt;br /&gt;for today »&lt;br /&gt; Rising Sign: Sagittarius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8631565078771655832?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8631565078771655832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8631565078771655832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8631565078771655832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8631565078771655832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/03/omar.html' title='omar'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-4099665972940609469</id><published>2007-03-04T18:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:37:54.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>virgo full moon eclipse</title><content type='html'>dont be too analytical or sensitive, you will stab yourself &lt;br /&gt;rather than choking yourself in an auto-erotic-asphyxiating kind of style&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-4099665972940609469?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/4099665972940609469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=4099665972940609469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/4099665972940609469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/4099665972940609469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/03/virgo-full-moon-eclipse.html' title='virgo full moon eclipse'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-6322614229973036385</id><published>2007-03-04T04:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T04:59:45.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking sexual hallucination</title><content type='html'>conclusions come down to a reflective surface on my chest.  like red gloss, red foil, red mirrors.&lt;br /&gt;i make you stand in from of it most times.  you even check how you look, even though its a touch of gaussian blurry.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of touching, my hands extended, hold your arms, straight down.&lt;br /&gt;you wonder why my chest is reflective, and so much.&lt;br /&gt;underneath your blue shirt, realize.  orange reflection.  maybe even a bit more clear.&lt;br /&gt;i check myself in it.&lt;br /&gt;permanently standing on white satin, whats below? it doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;the white ripples like air pockets under, oxygen breaths.  labeled carbon dioxide, exhale.&lt;br /&gt;in the left side of your face, turns you slow... out of the left side of my face, turns me slower, exponential slowing, never stopping.&lt;br /&gt;cycle, circle.&lt;br /&gt;chests only a few inches apart reveals two reflective surfaces, now the retracting light long stuck inside of the mirror loop.&lt;br /&gt;its possible your chest turned blue and my redness just became deeper, light makes violet, magic.&lt;br /&gt;back and forth, a new color from two distinct bodies.  no glass in between, clear as any vaselined sheen could be.&lt;br /&gt;it leaves just enough to make out a shape, a shadow, tones.  it leaves out the rest, which is doesnt care much for outside opinions.&lt;br /&gt;as my arms come down, i come correct.  black thread attaches us, synchronised with the aid of.&lt;br /&gt;in frustration we pull away these strings, only pulling bodies closer.  we sweat almost trying to release them.&lt;br /&gt;youre still getting closer, a new light comes on from above.  a pin spot, rose champagne zinfandel tone.&lt;br /&gt;it hums melodically, low, chord.  it oscillates with a low depth, tinge of non sense brightness changes, subtle/intense subtle/intense.&lt;br /&gt;frustrating pushes and pulls escalated into erogenous, thoughts go sexual.  realizations realize it was the intention.&lt;br /&gt;pin spot brightness.&lt;br /&gt;we are fucking, standing up.  eyes eye to eye.  brains waves pleasure and pain.  invisible half heart shaped razor for fingers.&lt;br /&gt;first four fingers drag down our backs, 1111 each time.  each moan, each scream, one more % delay plus repeat.&lt;br /&gt;its raining question marks, you pick one up and it melts it your hand, leaving only the period they once wore as an ornament.  they range from dark colors to bright colors.&lt;br /&gt;switching positions, eyes still locked in parallel formation, they reign.&lt;br /&gt;as chests get close more colors revealed, mirror loop. we cum, perfect climax, long exhausting, breaths.  doesnt seem to stop.&lt;br /&gt;satisfaction incomplete, knife searching for whats next and more.  its whats in our now cut string loose hands, behind our back.&lt;br /&gt;black steel knives.  but as eyes lock for, not the last time, we masturbate our knives with the same hand.&lt;br /&gt;distrusted by our only weapon, our only defense.  takes our mind, develops its own.  within question? perplexed?&lt;br /&gt;not in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;look, but dont look, over my shoulders, over your shoulders.  ahead, dark colors form.  all colors make black.&lt;br /&gt;jealous of you, your vague ruffled path in the white satin is more pronounced than mine, cant see if it actually leads straight to the colors or maybe to a hidden gold.&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute.  it was an accident, i made the path with my body movement, i didnt mean to skim across the shiny fabric.&lt;br /&gt;chests release, path continues forming.  but your body movement is sensual, staring.  it enables a sexual feeling acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;we are fucking again.  body glide straight into your perfect spots, vibrations at the tempo of lust.&lt;br /&gt;puzzle pieces like cubes, too irregular to fit elsewhere.  hands up, stretch, climax essential yet persistently waiting.&lt;br /&gt;in and out, in and in, in and deep in.  back walls not off limits, every dna strand dancing, fucking, choking each other.&lt;br /&gt;restriction level.  i feel you start to cum again, makes me feel i start to cum again.  inside.  i grab your neck with white satin in between, need for such sensitive friction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-6322614229973036385?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6322614229973036385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=6322614229973036385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6322614229973036385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6322614229973036385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/03/walking-sexual-hallucination.html' title='walking sexual hallucination'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-7237054308827135716</id><published>2007-02-28T16:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T16:13:58.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a story of transformation (fashion photo story)</title><content type='html'>a strong business executive man into a submissive mystique with a dominant facade.  he overcomes his delicate virgo-like personality everyday for work, yet inside he is an analytical, detailed person inside.  curious and weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she breaks him.  she knows just how to play him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secretary, she is bold, personal, intimate, strong, knows everything, says the right things, leaves anything up to mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see hard lighting, lots of shadows... colors remind me of black, browns, yellow strips and reflections.  colors hint at orange flowers, hints of red.  mostly dark and moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some shot ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;image of executive looking strong, posed almost in style hinting at superman.  he holds a phone to his face.  this would a good time to hint at his strong facade.  there seems to be a FOR HIRE sign, possibly in neon or cut out of a piece of black "metal" and backlight (maybe a bit of smoke coming out of it?).  he is inviting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she appears, ready.  dressed well.  holding papers and brief case.  she wears some typical style secretary glasses, this is her facade.  she knows she will get the job.  almost maybe a smile, playful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beauty shot of she slipping off her glasses, close up.  here is her scorpio-like personality inside.  strong, seductive, her hair is tied back.  possibly peering through something glass like with reflections of him or the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next shot is her back turned, they are walking out of the shot from left to right, side views.  she walks strong and determined. leaving the interview.  we see him peering at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beauty close up shot of him, similiar to prada sunglasses photography.  he has this look of bewithered, stunned, captured.  shadows on his face as if the door is shutting and he possibly feels all alone and knows he is about to be trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;split screen shot of them on the phone, just their mouths.  an intense conversation, a sexual confirmation.  the job is hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of work.  she is dressed in something mildy innappropriate.  maybe something in red?  this is an ultra fashion type shot, less cinematic.  she poses at the door straight.  executive has his back turned, looking at her.  he is almost in a pose that reminds you of him being frozen in fashion of medusa stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shot of her alone at the desk, straight to work.  seductive, her arms are spread over the desk she writes as she talks on the phone... looking straight into the camera.  multitasking sexual expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shot of executive looking strong at the desk.  she is watering his plants on her knees.  they face eachother as if he is giving her more work to do as he looks at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closer shot of her with a seductive look as if she is done watering the plants and giving him 'the look'.  this could possibly be a lower shot of her giving the look as she waters the plant or does something similiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closer image of executive, encapsulated by something of value pertaining to the secretary.  the general feel of this image is his hidden obsession for this secretary.  the object of value could be a symbol of what she is doing to him.  we see her in the background, spotlight.  she could be posed in a seductive style.. luring him in, possibly lit by red a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last shot could be the most sexual expression.  she possibly looks as though she is getting off mildy.  in the foreground.  we see him in the background looking stressed as though its really messing with him.  he sits cross legged in a chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-7237054308827135716?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/7237054308827135716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-2398320213413162437</id><published>2007-02-22T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:14:50.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>+/-</title><content type='html'>A gloved fistful of diamonds &lt;br /&gt;A head full of bloody aspects &lt;br /&gt;Cut away Eyre, your obviously anti god&lt;br /&gt;Anti prayer &lt;br /&gt;A climbing sex object &lt;br /&gt;I feel the roof&lt;br /&gt;Your gloves on the dash&lt;br /&gt;Your cold dying cash.&lt;br /&gt;A single hand on my Vice&lt;br /&gt;You’re my height, not like year 4 &lt;br /&gt;Your voice in my ear &lt;br /&gt;Plus minus, plus minus&lt;br /&gt;Now your voice to face &lt;br /&gt;Just lay down and fear&lt;br /&gt;Watch out the window at the hotel light&lt;br /&gt;Ill lift you far and near&lt;br /&gt;Dead and night.&lt;br /&gt;One more pill&lt;br /&gt;Plus minus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by laura m c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-2398320213413162437?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2398320213413162437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=2398320213413162437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2398320213413162437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2398320213413162437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='+/-'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-8828952007115682028</id><published>2007-02-20T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T03:20:45.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leather Bars</title><content type='html'>I have a new obsession with leather bars and bear gay men. (hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.ebayimg.com/02/i/05/ee/bb/b4_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly im just diggin this dark and sexual artwork that they love, combined with bondage and ass fucking.  Maybe I'm naive and just plain ignorant, but I'm cool with anyone who is so passionate about... anything.  Haha, did I just call big muscular gay men, passionate??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong, Id shit my pants if I was ever approached.. but all these big and broad men hanging out and being what they are is pretty cool.  I just remember when GAY was that secret thing the boys went out at night to do.  With this being said, everyone knows its interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...I went to the Eagle (leather bar in Detroit) they played italo disco all night (it was a straight night).&lt;br /&gt;Me, Zack, and Sophie played pool and fucked around, danced and stuff.  I mean cmon, the whole place was decked out in bear flags and homoerotic posters.  A couple gay friends were there and the bartenders were nice old fags.  Some bondage in the bathrooms and rope hanging on the walls.  But, honestly.. any place playing 'The Scene' on loop is fine by me as long as leather guys arent touching me or trying to dance all muscle robot on me.  'The Scene' was a show shot in Detroit, showcasing dancers in like 1984... probably some hot R&amp;B/Funk music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xhE-0IDpkiM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xhE-0IDpkiM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just mysterious, creepy and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Zack's history teacher from highschool owns the place haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I remember there being something really cool about this guy.  he had tight pants, muscles, belt buckle, handle bar stache, tucked in plaid shirt.  i knew there was something cool about him but i was so young, i didnt realize... he was GAY.  he actually used to take an hour out of the school day and walk around the outside of the school smoking cigarettes.  he actually developed a following of kids who would hang out with him while he did this, talking about history and standing up all straight like sherlock holmes.  i found out he owned this bar and me and my friends came up here.  it was packed and lined with motorcycle bears with chaps and leather hats.  we saw people dancing all broad and fucking asses on the dancefloor.  when we saw our teacher, he was all wide-eyes and took us outside.  he said 'maybe you guys should come back when your 18... um.... 21'.  we were only 17."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Zacks funny story he went off about for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://accel2.mettre-put-idata.over-blog.com/0/23/55/99/fevrier-2006/gay-leather-cuir.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-8828952007115682028?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/8828952007115682028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=8828952007115682028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8828952007115682028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/8828952007115682028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/leather-bars.html' title='Leather Bars'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-551368457036346917</id><published>2007-02-20T02:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T02:51:55.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so what...?</title><content type='html'>so i just found out my astrological charts are very similiar to Mussolini and Napoleon... hmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-551368457036346917?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/551368457036346917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=551368457036346917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/551368457036346917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/551368457036346917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-what.html' title='so what...?'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-3164710144396155061</id><published>2007-02-18T01:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T01:18:53.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Script</title><content type='html'>OPENING CREDITS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. CLOSEUP - NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closeup shots of a girl pasting a collage with b&amp;w photographs.  She is using scissors and rubber cement.  They are opened from a yellow 11x14" envelope.  These are mysterious, not too much is revealed at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BEDROOM - DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl is lying in her bed, with her eyes open; staring into space.  She looks as though she is dreaming of something.  We see her from a birdseye view.  She leans up and uses the remote to turn on a video of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. TELEVISION, OFFICE - DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to a video of Girl.  She is practicing her acting.  She is in a scene where she is a patient, while talking to a therapist.  She is lying on a couch.  At this point, it is not revealed.  We see only shots of the couch and her legs, almost stuttering with what she is trying to say in her scene (as though she is an actual patient).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. OUTSIDE GIRLS WINDOW - DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see a shot of her window outside.  The window is open a little bit.  A black shadow figure moves quickly past the foreground and we hear a camera shutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BEDROOM - DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl looks as though she may have heard something.  She gets up and opens her window all the way.  She looks as if she is enjoying the outside and hears the birds singing.  We see her in a shot, from outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. TELEVISION, OFFICE -- DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to video of Girl, she is lying on a couch.  It reveals a bit more of whats going on in her video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know, I just feel sometimes people are watching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BEDROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turns the television off.  She lies back to where she was at the beginning, on her bed.  We see around her room, its filled with movie posters and head shots of famous actresses from the 50s and 60s.  Her room is full of objects indicating her obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. DARKROOM – RED TONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fade in from a movie poster in a photo of Girl.  We see a mysterious dark figure processing photo of her.  Very creepy and dark.  Trouble is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT TWO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. FRONT ROOM – DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear a knocking at the door.  Girl creeps out, we get a terrifying feeling from the knocking.  She goes forward to open the door, with the chain lock still on.  We see a dark figure, mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYSTERY MAN #1&lt;br /&gt;Mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter is dropped on the ground.  She picks it up and we see her look at the letter, while getting extremely upset.  The letter is thrown down on the table and we see a closeup of the words WE REGRET TO INFORM, AUDITION TRYOUTS, and a huge red stamp that reads DENIED.  This is traumatic for her, she acts erratic and storms the room.  She goes into her bedroom, grabs a white envelope full of something.  She looks at it as though its very important and leaves on a tablestand by the front door.  This same shot will be featured in the end, exact same position and choreography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl is crying, she frantically picks up the phone and makes a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. EXTRA LOCATION – DARK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closeup of another mystery man on the phone, he says nothing and wears leather gloves.  We see an uncomfortable conversation going on, yet we cant make out what is being said.  The audio is silent or very low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYSTERY MAN #2&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry baby.  I’m going to make make all your dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL&lt;br /&gt;When are you going to fuck me then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl puts the phone down.  Mystery Man #2 stays on the phone and moaning comes through the telephone speaker.  She is masterbating.  Mystery Man doesn’t make a move, he stays sterile.  Fade from him to her in a suggestive softcore-porn inspired skit with sexy music.  She is sitting in the middle of the room, masturbating with celebrity gossip magazines all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl enters a faded fantasy while deep in her masturbation.  We see her in a scene with an assumed Mystery Man #2.  Only a spotlight on her, we can’t see who see is dancing with.  This fades in and out of her fantasy.  A scene fades in where she seems to be dressed in younger clothes and a voice over speaks YOU COULD BE FAMOUS ONE DAY.  A new scene fades in with an audience, expressionless.  The audience is a few people, hooded and in bondage.  These scenes are now fading in and out as she starts to climax.  We see her humping the magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new scene starts fading in, and its Mystery Man #1 and she starts replaying the scene with the denial letter.  The letter starts making her uneasy and uncomfortable.  She fails at her orgasm, very frustrated.  Mystery Man #2 hangs up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT THREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. FRONT ROOM – EVENING / NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl awakens from her crying and masturbation, in the same place as the prior scene.  She hears russling outside by the window.  She goes over to the window sill and a Polaroid picture of her from when she was sleeping is on the there.  She goes straight to the bathroom, she looks as though the Polaroid sort of excited her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BATHROOM – EVENING / NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sets the photo down on the counter.  She starts to fix herself up and put on makeup.  Almost as though she is getting ready for something.  She looks over and sees a letter on the toilet, its wrapped in gold ribbon and has a holy presence.  She opens it and looks at it similar to the first letter scene.  It’s a letter saying she got the part in the movie, we go over the same letters as in before and see a congratulations statement.  In the background we see a dark figure move quickly behind her, a terrifying screech and flashback to the letter.  The letter is now the real letter, DENIED.  She realizes it was just a dream and is extremely upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. FRONT ROOM – EVENING / NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to door, someone is banging on the door like a crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BATHROOM – EVENING / NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl locks the door, frightened.  She hears someone break in, she is listening closely at the door.  A dark figure breaks the door down starts taking Polaroid photos of her in her terrified state.  Its Mystery Man #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BEDROOM – EVENING / NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery Man #2 pulls her into the bedroom and rapes her.  We enter a scene similar to the masturbation.  We fade in the hooded audience, now clapping.  We replay the same scenes; she is dancing with the spotlight, she is in a field and a voice says YOU COULD BE FAMOUS ONE DAY, and the letter scene replays.  The scene with the letter is now the congratulations letter from the bathroom, her fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BEDROOM – EVENING / NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see a birds eye view of Girl in her bed, staring into space, just got raped.  Mystery Man #2 leaves the bedroom. He takes one last Polaroid of her and throws it on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYSTERY MAN #2&lt;br /&gt;Look! You’re famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. FRONT ROOM – EVENING / NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery Man #2 heads out the front room.  He stops at the tablestand, and grabs the white envelope.  He looks inside and sees $2,500 and heads out the front door. We see him take out a yellow envelope out of his coat and place where the money was left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. BEDROOM – EVENING / NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is shaking and past crying.  She slowly gets up and looks at the Polaroid on her bed.  It’s a beautiful looking headshot of her.  She makes her way over to the headshots on her wall and tacks it up next to all of them, she has a determined look on her face.  We now see that the Polaroid is the real photo that Mystery Man #2 took, she is laying on her bed scared and raped in the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. FRONT ROOM – EVENING / NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl goes over to the table and opens the yellow envelope. She finds several paparazzi style photos of her from her window and different places in her home.  She looks confused, yet interested.  We see her getting some kind of idea, maybe as if she has figured out the mystery, what she did to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END CREDITS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. CLOSEUP – NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closeup shots of a girl pasting a collage with b&amp;w photographs.  She is using scissors and rubber cement.  They are opened from a yellow 11x14" envelope.  We see her pasting her head from the yellow envelope photos onto celebrity bodies.  She is becoming famous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-3164710144396155061?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/3164710144396155061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=3164710144396155061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3164710144396155061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/3164710144396155061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/script.html' title='Script'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-6451395574867788291</id><published>2007-02-13T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T17:51:08.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orchids</title><content type='html'>Orchid The orchid's name derives from the Greek word "orchis," meaning "testicle." Its history is associated with lust, greed, and wealth. Some orchids are called "ladies' fingers," "ladies' tresses," or "long purples." Orchids were collected extensively during the 1800s. History relays that at one point, four thousand trees were cut down to collect the orchids growing on their branches. One collector alone was believed to have sent hundreds of thousands of orchids to England, where, unfortunately, most of them died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are almost 25,000 different types of orchid. Greek women thought they could control the sex of their unborn children with orchid roots. They believed that if the father consumed large, new tubers, the child would be male and, if the mother ate small tubers, the child would be female. The orchid's reproductive behavior has been a basis for study for years amongst botanists for years. The orchid's peculiarity is that for its seed to germinate it needs to be penetrated by fungus threads. The paphiopedilum orchid was named for Phaphos, a temple on Cyprus where the love goddess Aphrodite was worshiped (and where prostitutes were said to be readily available.) The most famous orchid, the vanilla orchid, was said to give strength to the Aztecs, who drank vanilla mixed with chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color of the orchid delivers strong messages. It brings a universal message of love, beauty, wisdom, and thoughtfulness. In China it signifies refinement, and the innocence of children. A pink orchid signifies pure affection. The popular cattalya orchid symbolizes mature charm, which is why it's a "natural" for Mother's Day corsages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/gratim98/langlist.htm#Orchid"&gt;MORE FLOWER SYMBOLISM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-6451395574867788291?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/6451395574867788291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=6451395574867788291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6451395574867788291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/6451395574867788291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/orchids.html' title='Orchids'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-1676479186026576934</id><published>2007-02-13T17:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T17:49:45.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>symbols!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.photovault.com/Link/Food/PlantsHerbsSymbolism.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-1676479186026576934?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1676479186026576934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=1676479186026576934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1676479186026576934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1676479186026576934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/symbols.html' title='symbols!'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-1520531730264063356</id><published>2007-02-13T11:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T10:30:39.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh j how you know me</title><content type='html'>yep... i know this&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;next week.&lt;br /&gt;you wont care at all&lt;br /&gt;you obsess for 48-72 hours&lt;br /&gt;at the most&lt;br /&gt;reflect&lt;br /&gt;then destroy&lt;br /&gt;like i said..im not worried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-1520531730264063356?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/1520531730264063356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=1520531730264063356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1520531730264063356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/1520531730264063356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-j-how-you-know-me.html' title='oh j how you know me'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-2809287530124711090</id><published>2007-02-12T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T10:22:18.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 of clubs.</title><content type='html'>I once wrote a story about a person who found a 2-of-Hearts, an obvious symbol of some sort of conclusion.  Relating, what should I think when someone finds a 2-of-Clubs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://deuceofclubs.com/deuce/tinydeuce.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Origin of the Clubs symbol:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trefoil (from Latin trifolium, three-leaved plant, French trèfle, German Dreiblatt and Dreiblattbogen) is a term in Gothic architecture given to the ornamental foliation or cusping introduced in the heads of window-lights, tracery, panellings, etc., in which the center takes the form of a three-lobed leaf (formed from three partially-overlapping circles). One of the earliest examples is in the plate tracery at Winchester (1222 - 1235). The four-fold version of an architectural trefoil is a quatrefoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Trefoil-Architectural-Equilateral-Triangle-interlaced.png"&gt;A trefoil combined with an equilateral triangle.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clubs as a three-leaved clover:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A common idiom is "to be in clover", meaning to be living a carefree life of ease, comfort, or prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;(possible conclusion: let things be as they are, it is what it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deuce of Clubs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is &lt;a="http://deuceofclubs.com/deuce/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; dedicated to the deuce of clubs... (?)&lt;br /&gt;It catalogs appearance of the 2-of-clubs in film, writing, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some uses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deuce of clubs is to designate 'unimportance'&lt;br /&gt;(note: how ironic)&lt;br /&gt;deuce of clubs is thought to be a weak card in poker&lt;br /&gt;deuce of clubs is used as a "key card" in secret magic cards&lt;br /&gt;deuce of clubs is sometimes considered the lowest card in value&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"deuce of clubs" used to be a boys' reformitory slang phrase meaning "to use both fists."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As de corazónes rojos,&lt;br /&gt;En tus labios carmecí;&lt;br /&gt;Dos de tréboles en tus ojos,&lt;br /&gt;Con esas cartas perdi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: Ace of Hearts like your lips, Deuce of Clovers as your eyes, I lost you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWO OF WANDS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email back from the guy who runs this 'Deuce of Clubs' website, he made it known that clubs is originally derived from the tarot card Two of Wands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWO OF WANDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.learntarot.com/w2s.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL POWER&lt;br /&gt;BOLDNESS&lt;br /&gt;ORIGINALITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having personal power&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commanding attention and respect&lt;br /&gt;directing those around you&lt;br /&gt;holding the world in your hands&lt;br /&gt;wielding influence&lt;br /&gt;calling the shots&lt;br /&gt;having authority&lt;br /&gt;swaying others to your position&lt;br /&gt;being able to achieve your goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;being bold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daring to do what you want&lt;br /&gt;taking a risk&lt;br /&gt;gambling events will go your way&lt;br /&gt;confronting the situation head-on&lt;br /&gt;taking the initiative&lt;br /&gt;speaking your mind&lt;br /&gt;facing fear directly&lt;br /&gt;taking the bull by the horns&lt;br /&gt;seizing the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;showing originality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing what no one else has done&lt;br /&gt;creating your own style&lt;br /&gt;being a pioneer&lt;br /&gt;taking a different approach&lt;br /&gt;inventing something new&lt;br /&gt;diverging from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;marching to a different drummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DESCRIPTION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Two of Wands glorifies individual courage and greatness. This card taps the same energy as the Magician, but with one important difference. The Magician represents the archetype of power - the impersonal energy of creativity and strength. The Two of Wands stands for that power brought down to Earth and made personal. Personal power is an invigorating force that fills you up and lends you the courage to be great. A powerful person is like a magnet that attracts all those within a certain area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True power always comes from the Divine. It passes through us and then flows out into the world. When we understand this relationship, we are blessed because this flow brings with it a tremendous feeling of expansion and fulfillment. We feel as if we can accomplish anything. Problems develop when we forget that we are not the source of power, only its conduit. We must be careful not to let the intoxicating feelings that come with power overwhelm our good sense and blind us to our true desires and intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In readings, the Two of Wands indicates that power is a major issue in the situation. You or someone else has it or wants it. When you see this card, look carefully at your goals and activities to make sure you are using power wisely. Don't support power for its own sake, but enjoy it when it serves your worthwhile purposes. Take this gift and use it to mold your environment in positive ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Two of Wands can also stand for an extra dose of daring and inventiveness. When you see this card, trust that the time is right for the bold, creative move that will knock their socks off. Forget subtlety and old, tired approaches. Allow yourself free rein and you'll be amazed at the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unveiling this mystery shrouded in symbols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuce. Two.&lt;br /&gt;Black. Dark. Triangle.&lt;br /&gt;Triangle. Two. Icosahedron. Black.&lt;br /&gt;Club.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-2809287530124711090?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/2809287530124711090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=2809287530124711090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2809287530124711090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/2809287530124711090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/2-of-clubs.html' title='2 of clubs.'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-117074650031143351</id><published>2007-02-05T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:21:40.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christos and i, synopsis work</title><content type='html'>Concept Revised - Jan.19th.2007:&lt;br /&gt;We open up on a digital clock, as it goes from 2:59 to 3:00. A woman laying on the floor in a darkend portion of the space appears to be waking up. She looks around, as she stands. Drawn to the wall behind her, she touches it. She recoils as if the wall were hot. She attempts to touch the side walls, and has the same reaction. After the last touch, she looks at her hands. On the back and front are darkend spots on her palms, similar to stigmata, as she begins to sit on what looks like white fur. She examins her stigmata, then stares off, slowly closing her eyes, taking a deep breath, putting her hands out, palms up. White gloves slide onto her hands, as if by their own will. With her eyes closed, she now stands, as she begins to glide her hand across the wall, as if she is feeling for something. Finally, her fingers catch something in the wall. She stops, focusing her attention toward it. Peeling back this black tape material, bright light blasts through the small hole. She feels it with her hand, and then with the side of her face, as if she were thirsty for days and just sprung water. She quickly begins to peel off pieces of the wall, as more and more beams of light break their way through. A pile of wall debris is now left on the floor, as we see a large space where light blasts through. A window of some sort. The woman drops a final piece, as she kneels down in front of the light. She finally opens her eyes, slowly reacting in awe, as brightness blows out the frame. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note:&lt;br /&gt;i think the key will be the model and her acting&lt;br /&gt;to do it in a very unobvious way, as though she is someone very unique&lt;br /&gt;and i would like to create a vibe she is from another place maybe?&lt;br /&gt;all her mannerisms are pecular&lt;br /&gt;but sexy mannerisms&lt;br /&gt;something you can almost fall in love with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-117074650031143351?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/117074650031143351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=117074650031143351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117074650031143351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117074650031143351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/christos-and-i-synopsis-work.html' title='christos and i, synopsis work'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-117074635081061215</id><published>2007-02-05T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:19:10.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gene Weber</title><content type='html'>A man wrote me and asked for permission to use "color strip (warren)" on his page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a peak and found lovely paintings... &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/geeweb"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a729.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/12/l_0cbe1bd32486e23d2c07434e1c2bdf00.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-117074635081061215?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/117074635081061215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=117074635081061215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117074635081061215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117074635081061215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/gene-weber.html' title='Gene Weber'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-117069510588768522</id><published>2007-02-05T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:05:05.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Edgar Paintings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colorstrip/sets/72157594380684050/"&gt; My Paintings from last year, more soon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/117/299654012_6551c6c81d.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-117069510588768522?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/117069510588768522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=117069510588768522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117069510588768522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117069510588768522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/jimmy-edgar-paintings.html' title='Jimmy Edgar Paintings'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/117/299654012_6551c6c81d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-117069500599847533</id><published>2007-02-05T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:03:25.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting my Fashion Photo's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colorstrip/sets/72157594380685034/"&gt;Jimmy Edgar Fashion Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/367813229_947229407c.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-117069500599847533?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/117069500599847533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=117069500599847533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117069500599847533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117069500599847533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/presenting-my-fashion-photos.html' title='Presenting my Fashion Photo&apos;s...'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/367813229_947229407c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-117069455373265283</id><published>2007-02-05T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T08:55:53.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chart</title><content type='html'>Rising Sign is in 15 Degrees Scorpio &lt;br /&gt;You tend to be quiet, reserved, secretive and, at times, quite difficult to understand. Others notice your deep emotions and feelings and wonder how to draw you out. Stubborn and tough, you fight for any position you believe in. You are very resourceful and formidable when you become angered or upset about something. You enjoy living life at the cutting edge -- for you life must be experienced intensely and totally. Quite courageous, you are willing to take calculated risks. Easily hurt by others, you often strike back with bitter sarcasm. Sensitive and curious, you are concerned with the deeper mysteries of human psychology. Once you have become interested in any subject, you pursue it with total fanaticism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun is in 17 Degrees Leo. &lt;br /&gt;More than a bit of a showoff, you love to be the center of attention! But others do not usually mind because they tend to enjoy your genuine warmth and affection. Very spirited and willful, proud and self-important at times, you demand your own way. You are quite honest, however, and the respect of others is very important to you. You never compromise yourself and you pursue your goals with persistence and dedication. Your regal presence and demeanor draws you to positions of leadership and authority. But beware of being overly hardheaded, domineering, ostentatious or patronizing or you will lose the goodwill and admiration that you enjoy. Very theatrical, you live life on a grand scale wherever and whenever possible. Your strength and energy vitalizes those who come in contact with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon is in 15 Degrees Virgo. &lt;br /&gt;You tend to be serious-minded but cheerful for the most part. You need tasks that engage both your mind and your hands. A careful worker, you enjoy making things. You are neat and orderly, and are very concerned with good health habits. Fastidious to the extreme, you cannot tolerate messes and will immediately clean them up. Reserved, shy, and very self-critical, you tend to be very hard on yourself. You usually will go out of your way to be helpful and useful to others. Practical, reliable, efficient and conservative, at times you are a bit of a prude. You are known to lead a simple, uncomplicated, frugal, methodical and unemotional lifestyle. You are devoted and caring to those you love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercury is in 13 Degrees Virgo. &lt;br /&gt;Very thorough and efficient, you pay attention to the minor but important details of any project. You are a careful thinker who can learn complicated, intricate techniques. You are attracted to practical, useful skills and are probably good at working with your hands. You are very critical of yourself and others, sometimes too much so, and you get the reputation of being a nag or of being nit-picky. Your first reaction to any situation is to try to organize, classify and analyze everything! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus is in 08 Degrees Virgo. &lt;br /&gt;You express your love and affection through selfless service to people or causes. You have a tendency to underestimate yourself and doubt your self-worth. This is very demeaning and should be avoided -- learn to love yourself as well as you do others. Your standards of perfection are very high -- you are attracted to relationships based on duty and responsibility. You are supercritical of yourself and others and, at times, prefer to be alone rather than deal with any imperfections in yourself or in those with whom you might relate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mars is in 28 Degrees Cancer. &lt;br /&gt;Your moods are very important to your overall well-being. You are confident and self-assertive when you are feeling upbeat, and you are retiring, irritable and grumpy when you get depressed about anything. Very sensitive, you wear your heart on your sleeve. You are easily angered whenever you think someone has slighted you. It is best for you to show your anger immediately and let it all out, rather than to try to hold it in or to hold grudges for a long time. You're extremely loyal and defensive of your family, neighborhood, community and culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter is in 01 Degrees Sagittarius. &lt;br /&gt;You have a very strong sense of ethics and morality. You are widely read and may also be widely traveled because you are sincerely interested in expanding your knowledge of the world about you. At times, you have an annoying tendency to be self-righteous and preachy about your belief system. You are usually quite idealistic and you demand the right to be able to explore the entire world of experiences yourself. Remember to grant others the similar right -- be tolerant, not dogmatic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturn is in 29 Degrees Libra. &lt;br /&gt;Although you take quite a while to make decisions, you usually consider all sides to a question, all the pros and cons, and the solution you come up with is very often the correct one. You tend to be very reserved and shy, but, once you make a commitment to someone (in either a business or personal relationship), the partnership is forever. You have a strong sense of justice and fair play and greatly respect the laws and institutions by which you are governed. As such, you are outraged when others break laws or show contempt for authority. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uranus is in 05 Degrees Sagittarius. &lt;br /&gt;You, and most of your peers, have the tendency to think that all ideas, customs and traditions from the past are outmoded and irrelevant. You are attracted to radically new ideas, philosophies and religions that will, hopefully, cause sweeping changes throughout the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neptune is in 26 Degrees Sagittarius. &lt;br /&gt;You, and your entire generation, are heavily involved in investigating and idealizing foreign and exotic intellectual systems and religious philosophies. The most extreme ideals will be pursued with gusto. You will be at the forefront of humanitarian attempts to improve the lot of those who are in need of assistance. You will be comfortable with the concept of the "global village." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pluto is in 27 Degrees Libra. &lt;br /&gt;For your entire generation, this is a time of radical changes in society's attitude toward marriage and interpersonal relationships. There is a general fear and awe at the power inherent in making emotional or contractual commitments -- they will not be entered into lightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. Node is in 23 Degrees Gemini. &lt;br /&gt;You will consciously seek out many different contacts with others throughout your life. Many of these will be of very short duration, not necessarily because you're fickle, but just because you always seem to be more excited by the prospect of meeting someone new rather than prolonging your present relationships. At any rate, you will learn something new from almost everyone you come across -- intellectual stimulation is what you crave from others. You will be well known to neighbors and relatives, partly due to your curiosity about what they're doing -- you delight in keeping up-to-date about the latest news (and gossip).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-117069455373265283?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/117069455373265283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=117069455373265283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117069455373265283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117069455373265283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/chart.html' title='chart'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-117039951106243666</id><published>2007-02-01T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:08:39.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tone</title><content type='html'>the photo, hold breath&lt;br /&gt;slight moment, sigh relief&lt;br /&gt;i have it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vibrations reply in my mind&lt;br /&gt;finally someone is doing something to me&lt;br /&gt;loosen up your tense, do you know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to take a closer look&lt;br /&gt;i can say no, you need difference&lt;br /&gt;dont bother to take another look&lt;br /&gt;i need you to be a replacemen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-117039951106243666?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/117039951106243666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=117039951106243666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117039951106243666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117039951106243666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/02/tone.html' title='tone'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-117027861382356543</id><published>2007-01-31T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T11:15:40.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>/fm isuisseu</title><content type='html'>reflective tone, warm fusion muse, impatience, sexual flavor, invention, soft texture, hues beyond human vision&lt;br /&gt;colorfulness, affectomotor, euphoria, diremption, appetence, agitation, fantasies....&lt;br /&gt;and I will continue.&lt;br /&gt;never.  thoroughly accepted, always&lt;br /&gt;do you know what you do to me?&lt;br /&gt;You hesitate, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-117027861382356543?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/117027861382356543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=117027861382356543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117027861382356543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117027861382356543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/amisuisseu.html' title='/fm isuisseu'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-117017611322038875</id><published>2007-01-30T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T13:19:04.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICOSAHEDRON Synopsis</title><content type='html'>enter world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me you let my protection down, with a soft handle pulling down, like a curtain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enter a big dark room, almost warehouse style, concrete floor&lt;br /&gt;only the walls are dimly lit to see the space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two people appear fairly close sort of diagonal... each as a silhouette shadow.&lt;br /&gt;They dance in a slow motion with head turns... Female slowly turns toward Male, like clockwork, he turns away to avoid the sight of eye contact.  then He turns to her and she turns away.  a precise motion that abstracts us from seeing eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, from out of us.. we start to see flashes they are coming from eachother.  a mysterious energy that disrupts our clockwork motion to get a peek at eachother.  closeups on the eyes realizes a certain captivation and similiar seduction, almost nervousness at points.  this reveals a certain attraction among these two characters.  Male and Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a light slowly turns on and reveals Female sliding into his right.  staring at each-other.&lt;br /&gt;flashes flicker from her as if she is electrical, she looks down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a red light comes over Them, from under and again in silhouette type fashion.. possibly backlit.  male and female are really close... chests together, cheek near cheek, they whisper in eachothers ears "what are you doing to me".  Female starts the sentence and Male finishes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these words propel them away from eachother.  shifting back as if on a conveyor belt.  Female shakes and her light turns into a white blueish light.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male is hoisted and elevated above the ground via two black boxes, or possible one white neon box square, with a black box elevation.  A sound starts eminating from him.  from beautiful cuts to repitive noise and shifting tones as if to simulate crickets, thick noise endears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the sounds get more loud and firey, Female is conveyed back.  she becomes very close.  her chest near the Male's elevated stomach, both standing straight, they throw eachothers head back and we see a side lit silhouette.  In a similiar fashion to penguin mating.  Black and White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashes from between, Male is lowered and their chests meet eachother.  Flashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a black shadow appears near slowly creeping.  Male stuck in a position of head back.  Female is similiar, yet mildy distracted.  These flashes start to diminish.  Female leaves Male to follow the black temptation, he fingers her to follow while walking backwards.  A red pumping light begins to eminate from Male in a siren like style, getting faster and faster as Female follows the shadow.  brighter and brighter it gets we see Male start to bring his head forward and go inside of his jacket to find a rectangular black box, twice the size and width of a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black shadow is now banished, thrusted into the darkness.  An almost familar way, the Female realizes.  she is conveyed back to Male now staring back at eachother.  intense flash and strobing,  Male looks directely at Females hands and together in a motion he opens the small box and she puts she hands out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revealed on her hands amongst the flashes are an icosahedron.. an outline of a 20 sided equilateral triangle.  Her left hand also reveals that the middle of this icosahedron has one black triangle missing..blackened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an even more intense flashing and mysterious array of lights, Male pours one drop of liquid into the hand with the triangle missing.  Female makes an already premeditated decision to close her hand anddrop it to her side.  Flashes pause as the white drop falls to the floor, dramatic.  loud.  forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attention is immediately drawn to the complete icosehedron in her right hand.  they both look into eachother eyes.  peering as if millimeters away.  sounds of smooth and wet liquids, Male reopens the black box to reveal and slow and seductive drip of two black liquid drops, directly into the middle of the icosehedron.  The liquid drop are iridescent with a sort of glow and magic stars surrounding in very opacitated lightness, incrediblely hard to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male and Female, captivated, seductive, staring.  Female closes her fist full of two drop and opens her shirt, revealing an 11 on her chest.  small, as to thick black rectangles.  In the midst, the flashes are going full force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male reveals the exact same 11, two black rectangles.  Their chest now com together again in the array of lights and similiar sounds from earlier.  Chests together, they throw their heads back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flashes become so intense it covers the screen in white, pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following down the males arm a final black drip comes from the rectangle box and lands on an open triangle on the ground, which is directly next to another icosehedron to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faded out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-117017611322038875?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/117017611322038875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=117017611322038875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117017611322038875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117017611322038875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/icosahedron-synopsis.html' title='ICOSAHEDRON Synopsis'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-117017599841255936</id><published>2007-01-30T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T08:53:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my middle finger to friday</title><content type='html'>approachable erase factor, not as much as id like&lt;br /&gt;its fuck you friday, coming up here&lt;br /&gt;as of yesterday, i'm locked into a sequence of part 2&lt;br /&gt;welcome back the triangles, wheres my eraser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopeless, trying,&lt;br /&gt;but fuck you friday,&lt;br /&gt;you hate what you claim to be in,&lt;br /&gt;most likely its just my anxious analyzers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ppae.ab.ca/templates/ppae/images/big_inverted_black_triangle.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-117017599841255936?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/117017599841255936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=117017599841255936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117017599841255936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/117017599841255936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-middle-finger-to-friday.html' title='my middle finger to friday'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116995499090650387</id><published>2007-01-27T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:29:50.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More on erotic asphyxiation</title><content type='html'>From &lt;A href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autoerotic_asphyxiation"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/A&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sexual partner may or may not be involved in the act, however, if one is excluded the practice can be referred to as autoerotic asphyxiation, or AEA. Various methods are used to achieve the level of oxygen depletion needed such as a plastic bag over the head or self-strangulation, typically by the use of a ligature (scarfing). The increased pleasure results from the body producing more endorphins as it approaches the state of asphyxia. Pleasurable or not, it is an extremely dangerous practice that results in many accidental deaths each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.metah.ch/blog/image/choke.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historically, the practice of autoerotic asphyxiation has been documented since the early 1600s. It was first used as a treatment for erectile dysfunction and impotency. The idea for this most likely came from subjects who were executed by hanging. Observers at public hangings noted male victims developed an erection, sometimes remaining after death (death erection), and occasionally ejaculated when being hanged. Note that, however, ejaculation occurs in hanging victims after death because of disseminated muscle relaxation; this is a different mechanism from that sought by AEA practitioners.&lt;br /&gt;Deaths often occur when the loss of consciousness caused by partial asphyxia leads to loss of control over the means of strangulation, resulting in continued asphyxia and death. Victims are often found to have rigged some sort of "rescue mechanism" which has not worked in the way they anticipated as they lost consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has also been speculated that in some cases autoerotic asphyxiation may have triggered the little-known phenomenon of carotid sinus reflex death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116995499090650387?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116995499090650387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116995499090650387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116995499090650387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116995499090650387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-on-erotic-asphyxiation.html' title='More on erotic asphyxiation'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116995482003240936</id><published>2007-01-27T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T08:57:35.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OXYgen</title><content type='html'>For February 9-11, 2007 I am trying to get a hold of an oxygen tank for expirements in sexual acts similiar to (autoerotic)asphyxiation, or "scarfing."  Apparently, you need a prescription for this.  I am still attempting to somehow build a neon oxygen tent in my home.  I should probably find out if oxygen is flammable, I'm sure it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is some &lt;b&gt;myths and truths&lt;/b&gt; about oxygen, along with a photo of the spectral lines of oxygen as a gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gc.maricopa.edu/earthsci/imagearchive/Oxygen%20Spec%20sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Myth:&lt;/b&gt; Oxygen is addicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth:&lt;/b&gt; Oxygen is NOT addicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Myth:&lt;/b&gt; If I have a stuffy nose, I shouldn't bother using my nasal cannula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth:&lt;/b&gt; Oxygen can still be delivered even if you have a stuffy nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Myth:&lt;/b&gt; Once you start using oxygen, you'll need it for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth:&lt;/b&gt; Many people have discontinued oxygen use, after other appropriate treatments have taken effect. This can take time, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Myth:&lt;/b&gt; People who need oxygen must be confined to their homes and can not do anything, including travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth:&lt;/b&gt; People who use oxygen can lead a normal life. There are several types of portable oxygen systems available that allow people to be more active and mobile. Oxygen can improve exercise capacity. People who use oxygen can travel with advanced planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Myth:&lt;/b&gt; If a little oxygen is good, more oxygen is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth:&lt;/b&gt; Oxygen is a drug. Use it as prescribed or instructed. Like any drug, too much or too little can be harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Myth:&lt;/b&gt; Shortness of breath means a lack of oxygen, so if you become short of breath you should use oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth:&lt;/b&gt; Shortness of breath is not always associated with a lack of oxygen. If low oxygen is not the cause, taking oxygen will not help. (Your doctor can test to see if you need oxygen by taking an arterial blood sample).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116995482003240936?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116995482003240936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116995482003240936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116995482003240936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116995482003240936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/oxygen.html' title='OXYgen'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116991828821260929</id><published>2007-01-27T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T09:18:08.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>john waters moustache</title><content type='html'>last night i was a creep.&lt;br /&gt;makeup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116991828821260929?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116991828821260929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116991828821260929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116991828821260929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116991828821260929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/john-waters-moustache.html' title='john waters moustache'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116971312498536992</id><published>2007-01-25T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T08:58:56.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>homoerotic</title><content type='html'>A Scorpio Ascendant indicates individuals who are likely to have strong physiques and tremendous physical stamina. They are often far more stubborn than they seem on the surface, and assiduously stick to their goals as long as they feel there is a chance they will be successful. It is difficult to convince them to change their minds once their decisions are made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are emotionally oriented, but their emotional vulnerability is apt to be hidden unless their natal sun or moon happens to be in Cancer or Pisces. They are are friendly and while some are rather quiet, many of them also have far more gregarious personalities and don't mind being in the spotlight. Rarely do these individuals possess the sinister or mysterious personalities that popular literature tends to associate with the sign of Scorpio. They are keen observers and shrewd speculators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio is ruled by Pluto and, secondarily, by this sign's ancient ruler, the planet Mars. Both planetary influences may be seen in the personalities of these individuals. They are ambitious, energetic, and seek activities that are economically rewarding, as well as mentally or physically challenging. The jealousy associated with Mars and Pluto is minimal unless other factors in their individual personalities support such a trait. Many of them possess the cleverness and mechanical ability associated with Mars, as well as the innate resourcefulness associated with Pluto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are attracted to others with strong, magnetic personalities. They are oriented toward gathering resources of all kinds. For example, many of these individuals consciously or subconsciously tend to establish relationships with strong or powerful people in the belief such contacts may prove useful to them in some way. They can be quite secretive about personal affairs, a trait that often escapes the attention of most people they meet. They are often so accommodating and pleasant that, unless others make serious attempts to probe beneath their surface, their real personalities and activities stay hidden indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;They have remarkable recuperative powers that allow them to recover from physical, mental or economic adversities that would destroy many others. When properly focused, their energy is formidable and they quietly keep going long after everyone else runs out of steam. A Scorpio Ascendant indicates potential for afflictions to the head and face as well as illnesses affecting the reproductive organs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116971312498536992?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116971312498536992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116971312498536992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116971312498536992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116971312498536992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/homoerotic.html' title='homoerotic'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116915149444390349</id><published>2007-01-18T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T12:20:14.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gesamtkunstwerk</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gesamtkunstwerk"&gt;Gesamtkunstwerk&lt;/A&gt; ("total work of art" or "complete artwork") is a German term attributed to the German opera composer Richard Wagner which refers to an operatic performance encompassing music, theater, and the visual arts. Wagner felt that in ancient Greek tragedy, these had been fused, but at some point they drifted apart — he was critical of current opera which he felt emphasized the music too heavily and did not contain quality drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term, which might also be translated "synthesis of the arts," is commonly used (especially by Germans) to describe any integration of multiple art forms.&lt;br /&gt;The term is also used in architecture to describe a building where every part is designed to be part of a whole.&lt;br /&gt;Wagner placed great importance on "mood setting" elements, such as a darkened theater, sound effects, and seating arrangements which focused the attention of the audience on the stage, completely immersing them in the imaginary world of the music drama. These concepts were revolutionary at the time, but they have since come to be taken for granted in the modern operatic environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.answers.com/main/content/img/amg/pop_albums/3/9/v/e39835q69vp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopplereffekt are one of the more mysterious units of the contemporary electronic music scene. There are no interviews and hardly any live appearances. The composers hide behind strange German pseudonyms whereas the song titles and lyrics are in English and make up a strange mixture of scientific, sexually explicit and political allusions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopplereffekt's music is also highly eclectic and unusual. Even if at first sight the forefathers Kraftwerk seem to be more than present, Dopplereffekt have developed their very own and highly influential sound aesthetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopplereffekt is creation of mastermind Gerald Donald, a black man from Detroit.  He is also part of many aliases including Drexciya, Der Zyklus, Japanese Telecom, Black Replica, Heinrich Mueller, Glass Domain, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.discogs.com/image/A-1220-1110209652.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116915149444390349?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116915149444390349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116915149444390349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116915149444390349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116915149444390349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/gesamtkunstwerk.html' title='Gesamtkunstwerk'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116914298512783370</id><published>2007-01-18T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:58:20.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menstrual Blood, Vaginal Fluids, &amp; Urine in Hoodoo Tradition</title><content type='html'>And &lt;b&gt;semen&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men can make use of their sexual fluids in love spells. Josh Geller gave this simple formula for an orgasmic spell utilizing semen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masturbate to orgasm and preserve the resultant fluids. You should be concentrating on your desired result at the point of orgasm. Take some of the resultant fluids and insinuate a bit of them into the food or drink of your prospective victim.&lt;br /&gt;For every man who uses his semen to attract a woman, however, there are probably a hundred women who capture a man's semen to rule and control him or to keep him faithful. The most popular way to do this in hoodoo is by making a knot-spell on the man and keeping it tied up in a nation sack. For this purpose, the semen can be fresh or gathered from a discarded condom -- or even stored in the freezer until needed. Most of the rootworkers who have told me about how to capture semen have noted that it is important that the woman not have an orgasm when capturing semen, because then she might get "mixed up in the spell," and fall victim to her own conjurations. "Hold yourself aloof," was how one woman put it to me. "Don't let yourself get mixed into it when you collect his stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.luckymojo.com/blackcatsmall.gif" width="75" height="75"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why does it work?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The use of urine or menstrual blood in witchcraft, stregha, hoodoo, and other forms of folk-magic is a codification and amplification of the natural biological process by which a female attracts a male. Note that in token of this, urine/menstrual blood magic is almost always a subset of love or lust magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think of urine as a "territory marker," equating its magical deployment to the way that male dogs and other carnivores use it to drive off male rivals, and so they don't appreciate the fact that a lot of the urine magic encountered in folklore involves WOMEN'S urine, not men's. However, the basis for the utilization of urine in women's sex-attracting spells makes ready sense to anyone who has ever raised goats -- because smelling and even tasting the urine of a doe goat is the prime way that a buck goat has for determining the female's readiness for mating. This is true of many other mammals as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are humans more like dogs (males using their urine to drive off rivals) or like goats (males tasting female urine to assess readiness to mate)? Well, here's a clue: in humans, there is a notable difference between the sexes in regard to the body parts they sniff to get a whiff of attractant pheromones. Just as female humans are attracted to male underarm scents (rich in androstenone) so are male humans attracted to female vaginal scents, a complex compound of uterine menstruum, vaginal secretions, and lingering urine odors known collectively as "copulins." The composition of these copulins changes throughout the woman's monthly cycle, but they are basically attractants for males, not territory markers. They may function as territory markers to other females, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.luckymojo.com/bodyfluids.html"&gt;More Hoodoo spells, theory and tradition&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116914298512783370?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116914298512783370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116914298512783370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116914298512783370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116914298512783370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/menstrual-blood-vaginal-fluids-urine.html' title='Menstrual Blood, Vaginal Fluids, &amp; Urine in Hoodoo Tradition'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116914283135612151</id><published>2007-01-18T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:53:51.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classics in the History of Psychology</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://psychclassics.yorku.ca/Sanford/fig17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irradiation. This term is used to designate the apparent enlargement of bright surfaces at the expense or adjacent dark surfaces. It is most strongly marked when the bright surface is intense and the accommodation is imperfect, but is not absent with perfect accommodation. Even with perfect accommodation, and much more so with imperfect accommodation, the line of juncture of a bright and dark surface is not really a sharp line but a narrow band of gray of which more than [p. 488] the proper amount is credited to the white, for reasons to be brought out in the section to follow on the Psychophysic Law. The following are some of the common cases of irradiation: a. Hold a ruler or a straight edged piece or black card-board close before a gas or candle flame so se to cover a portion of it, and notice that the flame seems to cut into the edge, and if there are differences in brightness the brightest parts cut in deepest. b. Notice that the white squares in the diagram below, when brought into a strong light, seem larger than the black, though they measure the same in size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://psychclassics.yorku.ca/Sanford/course3.htm"&gt;More Classic Psychology&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116914283135612151?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116914283135612151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116914283135612151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116914283135612151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116914283135612151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/classics-in-history-of-psychology.html' title='Classics in the History of Psychology'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116903246575064569</id><published>2007-01-17T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T03:33:29.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leo Virgo Scorpio</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="320" style="width:320px; 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&lt;td style="border-bottom:1px solid #A7CADC; padding:4px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600; font-weight:bold; font-size:14px;"&gt;Rising Sign:&lt;/span&gt; Scorpio &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#444444; font-size:10px;"&gt;Ascendant 2° Scorpio 52'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-bottom:1px solid #A7CADC; padding:4px; text-align:right;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tarot.com/go/myspace/cozstat-risingsign/?displaySign=8" style="text-align:right; text-decoration:none; color:#ff6600; font-size:11px;"&gt;Scorpio Horoscope &lt;br /&gt; for today »&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3" style="border-bottom:1px solid #A7CADC; padding:4px 0;"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444; font-size:11px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tarot.com/go/myspace/cozstat-referral/"&gt;Get your own astro stats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://www.tarot.com/go/myspace/cozstat-powered-by"&gt;Tarot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The combination of your Sun sign and your Moon sign pairs two very different influences. The warm, impetuous, and dynamic Leo and the cool, cautious, and introverted Virgo. The expression resulting features very strong opinions and emotions. You're critical and accurate in thought, but often too outspoken. Attention is vital to your happiness. You seem dependent on praise and the admiring attention you can command, even if it's nothing more that the sympathetic concern you can muster. Nonetheless, you are particular about friends and let relatively few close to you. You can be extremely stubborn and opinionated. To you there is your way and the wrong way. You have a rigid moral code to which you consistently hold, and you expect others to live up to these standards as well. Though there is an underlying timidity in your nature, and an always present need to please, for some reason your independence and a somewhat militant pride impels you frequently to do the wrong thing out of impish delight in watching the effect you cause. You have a charm you can turn on at will. If you use this to your best advantage, you can be very successful in all that you attempt to do. You have an exacting nature and a pride that must always be carefully controlled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio Ascendant people have a lot of presence. There is something about them that tells the world that they are not to be pushed around. Their manner commands respect, and in some cases, fear. Scorpio rising people can be quiet or loud, but they always seem powerful and determined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You either love or hate Scorpio rising people— they are rarely people who go through life unnoticed. In fact, some of them are confused when faced with the fact that they get such strong reactions from others. They seem to look right through people, seeing through superficiality. This can be quite intimidating to some, and intriguing to others. Scorpio rising people, in their dealings with others, look for answers by reading between the lines. Surface details are discarded when they are getting a feel for people and situations around them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio rising people value their privacy so much, it can border on paranoia. They have a strong need to control their environment and are experts at strategy. Rarely people who will blow their chances with impatience, they plan out their moves carefully and deliberately, relying on their awesome ability to feel out others and situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio rising natives are drawn to down-to-earth, natural partners. Reliability in their partner is very important. They generally look for complete commitment and have little patience with flighty partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LEO SUN SIGN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lion is considered the king of the jungle, and likewise you Leos have an air of royalty about you. Some Leos even have hair resembling the thick mane of the Lion. But Lions are more than roar, for they are truly magnificent beasts. The Lioness proudly cares for the young, hunts and takes care of survival with relentless intent and ferocity, when needed. And proud are you Lions! Perhaps that's why you often choose work that puts you in the center of stage or in the spotlight of appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motto:&lt;/b&gt; "What you see is what you get."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greatest Strength:&lt;/b&gt; Your playful and loving nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Possible Weakness:&lt;/b&gt; Need for approval can become too important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Sun Sign represents your basic individuality, who you are when you are alone. This is a very important piece of your astrological profile to be sure, but it is a small part -- there are hundreds of other variables to take into account. It is a mistake to think that knowing about your Sun Sign is going to deliver information about how you process things, interact with the world or deal with emotions and relationships. These and other aspects of your being are reflected by other heavenly bodies and how they all are "aspected" to each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIRGO MOON SIGN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Virgin is highly discriminating, but not necessarily as prudish at some might believe. In ancient times, a Virgin was a woman who was not the property of man, and therefore had the legal right to just say "no." Now, in modern times, you Virgos are known for your ability to be highly discriminating. When you are ready, however, to say yes, the laser-like focus of your passion is anything but prudish. Generally, you have a great deal of common sense. But you tend to be tough on yourself, finding flaws that others might overlook. Learning to overlook the small stuff now and then can be good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motto:&lt;/b&gt; "I feel like I can do better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greatest Strength:&lt;/b&gt; Your ability to analyze your emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Possible Weakness:&lt;/b&gt; The tendency to be too self-critical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every 2 and 1/3 days, the Moon moves from one sign to the next, taking a total of 28 days to do a complete trip around the zodiac, stopping for a visit in one of each of the twelve signs of the zodiac before starting the same journey all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your Rising Sign represents your "external" self, it can be said that your Moon Sign represents your "inner" or "emotional" self, or the way you handle your emotions and the way you truly feel, whether you reveal it or not. To most astrologers, the moon is also about your intuition, your inner vulnerabilities, your fears as well as the things that can stir your heart. As is the case with the Ascendant, your Moon Sign may be entirely different from your Sun Sign, and reading your daily horoscope for your Moon Sign can also provide yet more insight into your personal astrological makeup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCORPIO RISING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the world through Scorpio Rising gives you a very measured view of your surroundings. You have a tendency to carefully weigh your words and your reactions... controlling your feelings so that you only show what you want others to see. You're passionate, yet not overtaken by emotion most of the time. This power makes you very skillful in emergency situations as you channel the intensity you feel with focus and direction. Letting others in takes some time, so you can come across as more stern or closed than you actually are until you feel comfortable enough to relax and let them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motto:&lt;/b&gt; "Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greatest Strength:&lt;/b&gt; Not flinching in the face of a challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Possible Weakness:&lt;/b&gt; Not being direct about your desires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Rising Sign is an important part of your astrological chart, because it represents the way you project yourself outward, the way you're seen and perceived by the rest of the world and the general "impression" that you make on others. It is frequently the case that a person will have a Rising Sign that is entirely different from their Sun Sign, and learning about your Rising Sign, and even reading your daily horoscope for that sign, can provide greater insight into your personal astrological makeup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHINESE ZODIAC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PIG … THE PRISTINE PIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mantra:&lt;/b&gt; Honesty opens all doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pig is true to his goals and beliefs. Their natural simplicity makes Pigs popular and loyal - once a friend, they'll be your friends for life. Pigs can be stubborn, but they will give in for the sake of peace. A Pig is happy to share what he or she has but needs to be the one taking the initiative in giving and wants to be rewarded for it. Sensual and energetic, she is persuasive and perceptive. The Pig sees and remembers everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116903246575064569?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116903246575064569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116903246575064569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116903246575064569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116903246575064569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/leo-virgo-scorpio.html' title='Leo Virgo Scorpio'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116879979135425643</id><published>2007-01-14T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T15:32:43.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Illustrations by David Downton</title><content type='html'>Perfect.  Study them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.art-dept.com/illustration/downton/portfolio/images/downton-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.art-dept.com/illustration/downton/portfolio/images/downton-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.art-dept.com/illustration/downton/portfolio/images/downton-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.art-dept.com/illustration/downton/portfolio/images/downton-011.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.art-dept.com/illustration/downton/portfolio/images/downton-025.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116879979135425643?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116879979135425643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116879979135425643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116879979135425643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116879979135425643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/fashion-illustrations-by-david-downton.html' title='Fashion Illustrations by David Downton'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116879550886051842</id><published>2007-01-14T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:20:22.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy's Tarot Readings</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.urban75.org/photos/newyork/images/ny703.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night brought some interesting exploring while dragged out to some social events.  I found some tarot cards and decided to give the whole awaiting audience of about 5 or 6 people some reading.  I didnt see a problem with never having touched a single tarot card in my life.  I whipped up a style real quick and was reading people love predictions for 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did fantastic.  Even, a man pulled the Ace of Pentacles earlier that evening, his girlfriend (which I didnt know they were dating) pulled this card and my prediction was that this symbolized a new man.  Just going on instinct is a proper way to play these cards.  I see it as the relationship between them.  Every person agreed their readin was profoundly accurate, whether it was bad news or good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the Ace of Pentacles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Alena drew her cards, the Ace of Pentacles was followed by the Ace of Swords.  In more research Ive found that ace-ace pairs show a new spirit is entering your life.  It draws on the energy of the Ace of Pentacles; prosperity, abundance, trust, security, groundedness.  With the Ace of Swords; intelligence, reason, justice, truth, clarity, perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave a reading to Andrew, who actually is a virgin.  I predicted a love in the near future and a few weeks later, sure, she has arrived for him.  A Scorpio &amp; Taurus connexion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.compcity.nl/tarot-numerologie/1.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116879550886051842?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116879550886051842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116879550886051842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116879550886051842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116879550886051842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/jimmys-tarot-readings.html' title='Jimmy&apos;s Tarot Readings'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116879413476083539</id><published>2007-01-14T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T09:02:14.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life Path Number</title><content type='html'>The Life Path is the sum of the birth date. This number represents who you are at birth and the native traits that you will carry with you through life. The most important number that will be discussed here is your Life Path number. The Life Path describes the nature of this journey through life.&lt;br /&gt;The Life Path number is established from the date of birth. First, convert the month to a single number . Then convert the day of birth to a single digit . Next, add the total digits of year and reduce this sum to a single digit . The individual digits representing the month, day, and year, be they single digits, are then added together, as necessary to reduce the sum once again to a single digit 1 through 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: If a person was born on October 23, 1972 (10-23-1972*), add the month 10 (which is reduced to 1) to the day 23 (which is reduced to 5) plus the the year 1972 (which reduces to 19, then to 10 and finally to 1**). Thus, the total of the month, day, and year is 1+5+1. This date is a 7 Life Path. The "master numbers, " 11, 22, and 33, have been incorporated within the corresponding single digit number readings. See addition comments about master numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Be sure to add the full year, not just the last two digits, i.e. 1969, not 69.&lt;br /&gt;**For some reason, this step is often overlooked when the total is 10. 1+0=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is life path number 3, &lt;A href="http://www.astrology-numerology.com/num-lifepath.html#lp3"&gt;what is your number?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 (3, 12/3, 21,/3, 30/3)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Life Path 3 indicates that you entered this plane with a strong sense of creativity and with wonderful communication skills. Achievement for you most likely comes through engaging your ingenious expression. A truly gifted 3 possesses the most exceptional innovative skills, normally in the verbal realm, writing, speaking, acting, or similar endeavors. Here we are apt to find the entertainers of the world, bright, effervescent, sparkling people with very optimistic attitudes. The bright side of this path stresses harmony, beauty and pleasures; of sharing your inventive talents with the world. Capturing your capability in creative self-expression is the highest level of attainment for this life path.&lt;br /&gt;Life is generally lived to the fullest, often without much worry about tomorrow. You are not very good at handling money because of a general lack of concern about it. You spend it when you have it and don't when you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 loves connecting with people. The characteristics of the 3 are warmth and friendliness, a good conversationalist, social and open. A good talker both from the standpoint of being a delight to listen to, but even more importantly, one who has the ability to listen to others. Accordingly, the life path 3 produces individuals who are always a welcome addition to any social situation and know how to make others feel at home. The approach to life tends to be exceedingly positive. Your disposition is almost surely sunny and openhearted. A happy and often inspired person, you are constantly seeking and needing the stimuli of similar people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a remote side to your 3 Life Path, as well. This comes as a surprise to the native and to those who think they are well acquainted. The 3 is actually a very sensitive soul. When hurt, you can easily retreat to a shell of morose silence for extended periods. Nonetheless, the 3 eventually copes with all of the many setbacks that occur in life and readily bounces back for more. It is usually easy for you to deal with problems because you can freely admit the existence of problems without letting them get you down for too long. Because of your own sensitivity to hurt, you have a caring disposition and seem to be very conscious of other people's feelings and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In romance, the 3 is a very ardent and loyal lover. Affairs that don't go well can leave scares that seem to linger. Emotional experiences of all sorts tend to deeply touch the 3 and the drama may take some time to play out. Regrettably, the giving disposition of the 3 often attracts demanding partners. As with most of life's issues for the 3 Life Path, balance in relationships is illusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your big test with a 3 Life Path is controlling your highs and lows. You won't survive very well in any routine environment or when you are placed under dominating management. Slow thinking and overly contemplative people tend to frustrate you, and you don't function too well with this type whether you are working for, with, or under them. Your exuberant nature can take you far, especially if you are ever able to focus your energies and talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the few living on the negative side of this Life Path, a 3 may be so delighted with the joy of living that the life becomes frivolous and superficial. You may scatter your abilities and express little sense of purpose. The 3 can be an enigma, for no apparent reason you may become moody and tend to retreat. Escapist tendencies are not uncommon with the 3 life path, and you find it very hard to settle into one place or one position. Guard against being critical of others, impatient, intolerant, or overly optimistic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116879413476083539?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116879413476083539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116879413476083539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116879413476083539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116879413476083539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-path-number.html' title='The Life Path Number'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116878897252579967</id><published>2007-01-14T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T07:36:12.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Physics of Sex</title><content type='html'>The swaying of breasts, the menstrual cycle, and hip thrusts are just a few of the important oscillations in our sex lives. Physics provides a simple and powerful description of rhythmic motion and cycles, and can help you get the most out of oscillations, from choosing the best bed for your sexual pleasure, to enjoying and exploiting the natural rhythms of your body parts during sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://odeo.com/audio/3605143/view"&gt;Read more about The Physics of Sex&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116878897252579967?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116878897252579967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116878897252579967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116878897252579967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116878897252579967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/physics-of-sex.html' title='The Physics of Sex'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116862537789229223</id><published>2007-01-12T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T10:09:37.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacancy at the Motel Fetish</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://www.motelfetish.com"&gt;Motel Fetish&lt;/A&gt; is creation of photographer Chas Ray Krider, who manages to merge styles inspired by Helmut Newtun, David Lynch, Nicola Kuperus, and Betty Page.  Its alot less seedy imaginable, some are rather sexy.  In my way, its quite inspiring; though, I am always the first to prefer a more beautiul model, if not a top one at that.  The gift shop is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.medienprofis-leipzig.de/bilder/unter/Refer/buecher/buech1.1/motelbu.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116862537789229223?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116862537789229223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116862537789229223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116862537789229223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116862537789229223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/vacancy-at-motel-fetish.html' title='Vacancy at the Motel Fetish'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116862126382096166</id><published>2007-01-12T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T09:01:03.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current playlist</title><content type='html'>morris day and the time "stick"&lt;br /&gt;kleeer "tonight"&lt;br /&gt;leather "nervous"&lt;br /&gt;dopplereffekt "satellites"&lt;br /&gt;final edition "we're moving on"&lt;br /&gt;george clinton "loopzilla"&lt;br /&gt;change "this is your time"&lt;br /&gt;creepy autograph "denirape"&lt;br /&gt;herbie hancock "stars in your eyes"&lt;br /&gt;jimmy edgar "function of your love"&lt;br /&gt;patrice rushen "get off (fascinate)"&lt;br /&gt;her bad habit "do (what youre doing to me)"&lt;br /&gt;glass "getty up"&lt;br /&gt;john davis "flashcan"&lt;br /&gt;wynd chymes "baby, youre the one"&lt;br /&gt;prince "black sweat"&lt;br /&gt;aaron carl "drive (I-75)"&lt;br /&gt;chris &amp; cosey "driving blind"&lt;br /&gt;bang the party "bang bang youre mine"&lt;br /&gt;snoop dogg "stacey adams"&lt;br /&gt;arpanet "twin paradox"&lt;br /&gt;cameo "she's strange"&lt;br /&gt;morris day and the time "walk"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116862126382096166?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116862126382096166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116862126382096166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116862126382096166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116862126382096166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/current-playlist.html' title='Current playlist'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116857983410045685</id><published>2007-01-11T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T09:01:27.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>click me money</title><content type='html'>fuck this adsense shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116857983410045685?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116857983410045685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116857983410045685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116857983410045685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116857983410045685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/click-me-money.html' title='click me money'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116848327220780017</id><published>2007-01-10T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T18:42:07.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily Munster, Yvonne De Carlo dies at 84</title><content type='html'>This is no newspaper obituary, but Im early to jump the gun (it was announced about 20 minutes ago.)  Anyways, did you know Lily Munster is dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.themakeupgallery.info/central/horror/vamp/mun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116848327220780017?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116848327220780017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116848327220780017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116848327220780017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116848327220780017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/lily-munster-yvonne-de-carlo-dies-at.html' title='Lily Munster, Yvonne De Carlo dies at 84'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116845531959567357</id><published>2007-01-10T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T10:55:19.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Edgar "LBLB Detroit" music video</title><content type='html'>This video stems from an idea I original imagined in a half conscious state.  &lt;A href="http://chrestatos.com/"&gt;Christos Chrestatos&lt;/A&gt;, the director, morphed it into something that could be a quality music video.  Shot in the inspired form of a 'made for tv' movie or hour long softcore Cinemax special.  Presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YE1FZNdgpZU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YE1FZNdgpZU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song originally appears on &lt;A href="http://www.jimmyedgar.com"&gt;Jimmy Edgar&lt;/A&gt;'s 'Bounce, Make, Model' and 'Colorstrip' releases [2006].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cover6.cduniverse.com/MuzeAudioArt/530/536585.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116845531959567357?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116845531959567357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116845531959567357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116845531959567357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116845531959567357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/jimmy-edgar-lblb-detroit-music-video.html' title='Jimmy Edgar &quot;LBLB Detroit&quot; music video'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116845465942443661</id><published>2007-01-10T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T10:44:19.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Edgar Biography written by Jaclyn Oneil Hayes</title><content type='html'>Much like the key in Houdini's mouth, &lt;A href="http://www.jimmyedgar.com/"&gt;Jimmy Edgar&lt;/A&gt;’s presence through presentation remains safe against his own tongue. Not one to disarm his own design by exposing its secrets but rather locking it behind the audience’s attention.Revealing only the art to the surface without surrendering his creative darkness by blinding it with a superficial stage lights glare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His process remains intimately raw with a calculated privacy. A precision. Angled with a sharp sexuality penetrating the focus into the mind. Now more than ever, with the upcoming release of Colorstrip, he establishes himself as one of the most unique artists around. Like a literal renaissance man, dripping with every shade of the pantone wheel in an iridescent chameleon skin. Jimmy is involved in everything from video installation work, avant-garde fashion design, graphic design, painting, professional fashion photography, and many other facets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.jimmyedgar.com/"&gt;Jimmy Edgar&lt;/A&gt; has perfected the ideal dual attraction of both a subtlety and complication. Together they make a questionable desire even more desperately intriguing. His is a brilliance that crosses in between the lines of a geometric balance and manipulative sensuality. Like a human alarm clock or a teasing test of time. A bomb threat set to challenge every minute that passes with a dangerous charm. But, if you ask Jimmy himself what it is that moves him to create, I promise you he will respond with a modest laugh, and nothing more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116845465942443661?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116845465942443661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116845465942443661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116845465942443661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116845465942443661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/jimmy-edgar-biography-written-by.html' title='Jimmy Edgar Biography written by Jaclyn Oneil Hayes'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116841952088910289</id><published>2007-01-10T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T00:58:40.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start smoking again.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I cant wait to start smoking again.  I stopped for a couple weeks while I had a sickness and figured "why not stop for a bit?"  Well, the pleasure of this tension.  I miss it, and when I take it back on, it wont taste like the sweetness I figure.  Itll taste like the old bitch I remember, but the after hour feeling... well, lets just say it helps me calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PF_NEW%5C08_25_2005/PF_920471~Skull-with-Cigarette-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116841952088910289?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116841952088910289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116841952088910289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116841952088910289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116841952088910289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/start-smoking-again.html' title='Start smoking again.'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116840967882612497</id><published>2007-01-09T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:14:38.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A present from a virtual geisha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/4761/normgaleriea7st5.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116840967882612497?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116840967882612497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116840967882612497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840967882612497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840967882612497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/present-from-virtual-geisha.html' title='A present from a virtual geisha.'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116840453993752956</id><published>2007-01-09T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:51:54.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LIES</title><content type='html'>...is the sound I work on today.  Vocals are going through many processes as with every sound in the song.  Its end come with an automated analog filter over the master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.efaminfashion.com/minimal3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about my new music is that its broken me out of my hiding, its now my aromatherapeutic-selfasphixiatedmasturbatorial way to deal with life.  I'll welcome myself to the outside world, the only time I release my secrets.  Once again, listen fucking close.  Here is your blend of darkness in your normal coffee.  She says it "sounds delicious" (see post on 'Toni's Dungeon').&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116840453993752956?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116840453993752956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116840453993752956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840453993752956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840453993752956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-lies.html' title='MY LIES'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116840422796912852</id><published>2007-01-09T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:43:47.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toni's Dungeon</title><content type='html'>Will she stay or will she go?&lt;br /&gt;Will I give in or will I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b28/SissyDaily/pussnboots3.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116840422796912852?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116840422796912852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116840422796912852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840422796912852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840422796912852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/tonis-dungeon.html' title='Toni&apos;s Dungeon'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116840221009137512</id><published>2007-01-09T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:10:10.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Photography Genius #2 &amp; #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.art-dept.com/artists/poynter/portfolio/beauty/images/pop_gemma/gemmapop-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.art-dept.com/artists/poynter/"&gt;Phil Poynter&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm attempting to find his own website after I found a breathtaking spread in a magazine the other day, nothing found yet.  He had some kind of high-fashion bondage tuxedo shoot going on in a popular fashion magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, &lt;A href="http://www.robertwyatt.net/"&gt;Robert Wyatt&lt;/A&gt; has a really keen way of telling some moving stories with his photography.  His latest is in GQ, a spread called 'Diving for Pearls'.  In the main shot, he uses one of my favorite and rare colors in a mystical array'd background, featuring a classic car.  Listen close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116840221009137512?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116840221009137512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116840221009137512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840221009137512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840221009137512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/fashion-photography-genius-2-3.html' title='Fashion Photography Genius #2 &amp; #3'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116840155993960761</id><published>2007-01-09T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:59:19.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dominatrix Sleeps Tonight</title><content type='html'>I was djing in NYC for a Squarepusher release party ("Ultravisitor" maybe? eludes me) and someone came up to me and introduced himself in complementary form.  Come to find out, he produced one of my favorite songs of the 80s dance underground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hhv.de/images/cover4/43637.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116840155993960761?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116840155993960761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116840155993960761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840155993960761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116840155993960761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/dominatrix-sleeps-tonight.html' title='Dominatrix Sleeps Tonight'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116839383743974184</id><published>2007-01-09T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T17:50:37.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion and the Unicorn</title><content type='html'>In Western unicorn lore, the Lion and the Unicorn have traditionally been considered rivals and natural enemies destined to fight. But in all of the tales of this rivalry, there is no suggestion that they represent good and evil. At best they are complimentary, at worst they are incompatible. At times both have been called the lord of all beasts, but their styles of sovereignty are totally different. The extrovert and the introvert, one fiery and one cool, they represent opposite principles which are fine in and of them so long as they are not in competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a tale common throughout the ancient Middle East which tells how the Lion and the Unicorn chased each other across the heavens at the dawn of time. For fourteen years the Lion chased after the Unicorn through the stars, but it pulled away and circled round. Then for the next fourteen years it was the Unicorn who chased the Lion, slowly but steadily gaining, closing the distance between them with its horn growing ever more sharp and deadly. In despair the Lion came to earth and plunged into a forest with the Unicorn close behind, its horn lowered for the kill. Suddenly an enormous tree stood in their path. The Unicorn, seeing the danger too late, charged straight on and buried its horn to the hilt in the tree's trunk. While the Unicorn was thus pinned, the Lion crept up from behind and devoured him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbolically, the Lion represents the urge to impose one's idea of order upon the world, while the Unicorn exemplifies the drive to bring harmony through insight and understanding. Their effects are often identical, but their different approaches tend to promote strife. However, when the Lion and the Unicorn work in harmony towards the same goal, no other creature can withstand them because they represent a union of opposites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jaclyn for the message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116839383743974184?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116839383743974184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116839383743974184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116839383743974184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116839383743974184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/lion-and-unicorn.html' title='The Lion and the Unicorn'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116838887043817922</id><published>2007-01-09T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T16:27:50.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackberry</title><content type='html'>Ive recently discovered a love for blackberrys.  Breakfast included blackberry coconut waffle mix and applewood accessories.  I thought today looked like it.  Below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.keralagreenery.org/blackberry-mist.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116838887043817922?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116838887043817922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116838887043817922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116838887043817922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116838887043817922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/blackberry.html' title='Blackberry'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116837238922543805</id><published>2007-01-09T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T11:53:09.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plus Device - Puncture review</title><content type='html'>Plus Device&lt;br /&gt;Puncture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hefty Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The mysterious Plus Device drop a debut playful slab of Moog drenched Detroit frivolities&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music always tastes good with a bit of mystery. As with nudity (bear with me on this one), complete nakedness is all good, but often a seductive hint of bare flesh proves sexier. Less is more reversed, if you will. So appealing is the fact that Plus Device, Hefty artists and Detroit techno heffers, retain secrecy about their true identities. Sure, a cunning fox could probably work the puzzle out, but in the mean time, let’s just concentrate on that flash of ankle (the music that is). There are a pleasing range of sounds across Puncture. Minimal fluttering beats interchange with funkier grooves and even out-right booty bass. All the time, Moog laced melodies wail out aided by flourishes of electronics. Pupil Measurement opens with fuzzing bass alongside hand claps and a rising, squelched groove. The beat is minimal and it fits well with the edgy groove of the melody. Then Body Heat laces a pop, vocoded vocal and light playful synths alongside excellent 80’s influenced pipes and keys. Plus Device are dead serious, but they are also all about fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultra Seductive continues the retro feel, as the synths mount a simple step electro beat which rises to a Daft Punk esque crescendo with playful electronic bass. The somewhat aptly titled Sexual Harassment drops booty bass electro with Stasis-like waves of electronic sound. Then Our Pleasures laces darker, sexier, more brooding minimal techno, its rhythm ebbing and flowing atop the tapping beat. This debut has a wonderful range of moods, but it is the playful edge which set it apart. You get the feeling that Plus Device are accomplished musicians with the ability to play with their own talents. My, To Make You Feel nods to DFA in the funk soaked electro jam with glossy, fluttering synths racing on to a sweat soaked conclusion. Come Inside Of Me drops gruff electro with crunched synths, whilst Refreshing, Invigorating closes proceedings with a more ponderous, shuffling beat. Overall, Puncture is a quality debut and quite frankly, who cares what the real Plus Device identities are. If music such as this continues to be delivered, then it could be Jim Davidson in a cocktail dress for all it matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Andrew Laughlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This release was published on 02 Jan 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/111/316670160_2695149c81.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116837238922543805?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116837238922543805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116837238922543805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116837238922543805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116837238922543805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/plus-device-puncture-review.html' title='Plus Device - Puncture review'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/111/316670160_2695149c81_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116837227310878459</id><published>2007-01-09T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T11:51:26.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leo ascendant, Mars in Scorpio</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.msstate.edu/Images/Film/JanetLeigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best known as Mario Crane from Hitchcock's Psycho, we share similiar astrology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;A href="http://www.wikipedia.com"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/A&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She died at her home after suffering cardiopulmonary arrest due to dilated cardiomyopathy at age 77. Her family was at her side. She also suffered from vasculitis and peripheral neuropathy, which caused her right hand to become gangrenous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c3/Janet_leigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116837227310878459?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116837227310878459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116837227310878459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116837227310878459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116837227310878459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/leo-ascendant-mars-in-scorpio.html' title='Leo ascendant, Mars in Scorpio'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073934.post-116833386890609210</id><published>2007-01-09T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T01:11:08.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martin Creed Artwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.martincreed.com/works/images/work567.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work No. 567: SMALL THINGS&lt;br /&gt;2006&lt;br /&gt;Neon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Installation at Palazzo dell'Arengario, Milan, Italy&lt;br /&gt;Exhibition held by Fondazione Nicola Trussard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.martincreed.com"&gt;Martin Creed&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073934-116833386890609210?l=strictpolicy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/feeds/116833386890609210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073934&amp;postID=116833386890609210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116833386890609210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073934/posts/default/116833386890609210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strictpolicy.blogspot.com/2007/01/martin-creed-artwork.html' title='Martin Creed Artwork'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04033482757148517898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
