(I'm a 6 it seems)
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SORRY, No oil, No go.
It seems just as basic and as simple as that. Sorry, No oil, no go. Too late to say, "I should have..." or "I could have..." What's done is done. The 'should havs and could havs', hoping and praying and crying and panic of it all - wont do any good. Appears my car did not get the oil as needed. A prime example of neglect by reason of "taking it for granted".
Through all the 'lessons learned,' years ago or from others, this one is going to cost me dearly - in multiple ways. My car engine over heated and cracked from a lack oil. Without total warning it just happened. The Check Engine Light came on. Where the heck was the OIL LIGHT??? The acceleration dropped off and the vehicle slowed on its own! In a panic I pulled over and stopped with Hazards Lights on; along the road side's Emergency lane. Duah! For some odd reason - now I think about the oil. I added two quarts.... Did no good. Waited 10 minutes "for oil to coat and get to bottom of oil pan". After awhile the new-driver learning a stick-shift lurching forward began again and the acceleration dropped off on its own as well.
It's always been my habit to check the oil with every gas up, seems I had slowly gotten out of that habit - until today happened. *Sigh* Fear and a rampant array of thoughts now begin to ripple through my mind of Life Without a Car in America. Ten miles between work/home. The usual shopping spots 3 miles away. Doctor's appointment. The ice cold reality of lists growing ever longer... I've always always tried to be there for others, now it seems its my turn. I've not been one for asking for help.... Humility ensues.
[Ongoing tale, more later...]
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The Elodreen
The Elodreen
“Greetings!” Came a woman’s voice from behind them.
The two friends turned about startled. Before them stood a deer; yet, its neck and head were replaced with the upper half of a naked female-elf. Her long hair covered both of her petite breast.
“To you as well.” Said the male stranger, who added, “I am Fayendar’Kyon, and this is my companion, Saleeth.” He was amazed by the sight of the creature before him.
“I am Lyreah, an elodreen from the yellow woods of --” Her words were interrupted.
“Kinderval!” Exclaimed Saleeth. She added, “I have met some of your kind before.” Sounding insightful.
“Elodreen!?” Breathed Fayendar with wide eyes. “I had always heard and been taught they were fictitious -- I mean no offence, but horrid creatures from children’s bedtime stories.”
“You have lived a sheltered life indeed, Fayendar’Kyon.” The elven-deer smiled angelically back at him as if at a child, “For we are neither horrid nor fictitious.” Then adding in a lower tone and cutting eyes to Saleeth, “Yet, I assure you our spell-charms are quiet real.”
“Just as you are from the Grey Havens, Saleeth of no House name.” The Elodreen’s manner was poignant.
Saleeth caught the intent and asked, “Are we familiar? Do you know me, eldren?”
“What brings The Fallen to our woods?” Dismissing her Lyreah looked to Fayendar.
Breathing courage he answered, “We fled the Western Sea Port and sought an alliance with those of the northern hills…”
Her expression raised, “Dwarves? How fascinating indeed!”
The wonderer continued his brief-story, “After a season of years a force from Mithar lay siege upon Mount Ipstha as few escaped.”
Reading between the lines as if she herself new more detail than were being given, Lyreah asked, “I see, and you must be ‘a remnant’ of that few.” Sharpening her words again up Saleeth, “The others, where are they?”
“A half mile back, we were hunting when --.” She answered, trying to avoid the intense stare.
Politely demanding the greater truth, “You were talking, not hunting, and in your discussion you came upon something?”
Fayendar injected, feeling subdued, “Yes. Yes, we -- saw an island just off the southern cliffs of this mainland’s coast.”
Cocking her head slightly to the side with a wicked grin cautioned him with, “Wary now, what else did you spy?”
Saleeth’s words came out on their own, “A light. There was a tree that gave off its own light. Did you not see it Fayendar?”
Yet being totally honest Fayendar admitted, “No. No, I did not, but we --”
He walked a little behind her and had not seen what she had.
Nevertheless, Lyreah injected upon them, “You must return to your people and turn their hearts to this island, for it shall prove to be that which you have so long sought after.”
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The Salun Parchments
I saw her life being extinguished and fade
as in the exhaustion of sorrow.
In the inhale of that crumbling moment
my life’s meaning faded away
as sorrow filled my heart with loneliness.
Cradled in my arms, she died so pale
a lifeless shell, void of expression;
yet forever, my only, one true love…”
The Salun Parchments
Scrolls I:1-9
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The Nephilim were on the earth in those days, and also afterward, when the sons of God came in to the daughters of men, and they bore children to them. These were the mighty men that were of old, the men of renown.
Genesis VI: 1-7
THE HOLY BIBLE
The Revised Standard Version
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The sons of god from
righteous lands they came
to take for themselves
the daughters of men
with wicked hearts proclaimed
as teachers of the truth
they were lords of lies
fallen-ones who ruled no more
the day the rains came.
Uruk Tablet No. 3-3
Transliterated by Martha Paske-Townsend
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In the garden of Eriduah
the pleasure grove of Eul
there dwelt many wonders
the greatest of these
were the Two Trees
of such bitter-sweet fruit.
Called “Life” and “Wisdom;”
Life was eternal, and
Wisdom without end.
The Salun Parchments
“The Two Trees” I:1-9
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The Guardian resonated,
“In it harm none,
Do what you will.
So mote it be;
Remember and be renewed.”
The Salun Parchments
“The Two Trees” I:94-98
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Then without warning they betrayed us as
our clothes they had torn off in shame,
and took our bodies in lust, but
our men they burned like our homes.
This they said was done because fear
was not given them as a sign of respect;
they rose up against our Chieftain who
was then torn asunder and left for the birds.
Each new moon they were an affliction,
a curse upon our people and the land
because they had rejected peace of truth; for
a taste of lust, by the hand of power instead.
The Salun Parchments
“The Heirloom” II:45-56
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Six days after I entered into the pangs of womanhood
my mother came unto me with the bold
words of her mother’s lore; of
my mother’s shadowed traditions she gave.
On that star filled night Milcah did cast a circle,
by the names of the four winds that flew,
but on that night they fell silent
by coming of that dark hour’s dew.
Beside the banks of the Quicken River
there was kindled upon a great stone table
a fire to burn away the fear of the night;
there gathered the women of our clan sky-clad.
The Salun Parchments
“The Mother’s Rites” III: 5-16
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That Fair One departed from my mother,
until the winter had passed;
We did not see that pale stranger
until he appeared many Springs later.
The Salun Parchments
“The Withdrawal” IV: 1-4
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The stranger was no where to be found as
the ground showed no footprints of his hard shoes
I ran to my home and told my father-in-law of
the vision and his warnings of gloom.
No one believed me for I was but a child to them
only Gilga-noak, my husband’s father listened
the gods command of him to build a ship; for
only he and our family heeded the vision’s woe.
Others had been warned, but only laughed
scoffing at my husband’s father
“Rain from a clear sky was mad!”
scoffing at the gods had its own reward.
The Salun Parchments
“The Last Keeper” V: 33-44
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Ere the thunder clouds shouted no more
the world I once knew had faded and
from memory only memory remained of
the Nephilim and their Fallen Mark of distrust.
About me the very land had been changed,
renewed by an act of shame and regret
to be replenished with a mere handful;
renewed by the hand of a divine command.
The Salun Parchments
“The Last Keeper” V: 49-56
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Never shall I forget those drowning screams
that fell silent beneath the waves
when the rains finally came upon us all;
that day when outside they perished.
For in the end when the waters dried away
their bodies lay bloated upon the seas and land
before the feasting birds where judgment fell;
their names all but forgotten by Heaven’s hand.
The Salun Parchments
“The Last Keeper” V: 69-76
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I just see things differently (I ain't been there yet).
Especially in America we have bought into the notion that we are "Special", "Unique" and "Different". As wonderful as that illusion is the reality is we are none of these. We are all cut from the same DNA Cloth. The thing is that piece of cloth reacts differently to the very same situations as the others. Two people facing the same situation do not always behave in the same manner; and it is just that alternative course which develops us individually as we are. The stresses of buying into the illusion that we are all "different" comes in when we face various trials and tribulations. We become overwhelmed with the notion that "no one understand" and "I am all alone" the encouragement and reassurance comes with "no you're not, I've been there too." Love conquers illusion.
MY BUCKET LIST
1. Go to Europe. (would love to see Paris)!
2. Go to South America. (YES! Colombia visit!)
3. Publish a Novel. (I am currently writing: 1, 2, 3.)
4. Ride in a helicopter. (YES! Did this in the military!)
5. Message in a Bottle. (Sent one would love to hear what happened to it).
6. Learn another language. (Tried to learn Spanish...)
7. Camp at Big Bend National Park.
8. Run a Marathon. (Bad knee, but just to finish would be cool).
9. Learn an Instrument. (I have a guitar, tried the self-taught thingy).
10. Get a better job. (I already have a career, working for an Orientation Instructor position).
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THE WATCHER’S SCROLL
{ The Original Version }
© 2011 David DeLane Snow
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English
Nasil [Human, Common] translation
Sinenya [ELVISH] translation
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1 “Beneath that evening star dome, lead/
Rup Ujebid id esi elapac id dellirtsi rup ihcun, umulp/
Nui tanya lome elen telluma koromindo
2 Lord Elrond with his people shed/
Runis rup Elrond nuc as ulbiap edemerrid/
Mem Elrond yassen ho gwaith dwat
3 the woes of a war torn land/
sul silem id ena erring edetsevid rup el erriot/
Ianef eneohta ydil ndor
4 healed by a fulfilled king’s hand.//
uderac rup el unem id na yir uolpmac.//
Yiyhia edematulos ahanan cam
5 Aboard their swan-carved ships/
E udrub id sul siaqab id ederbel insoc/
Eyuth ron aqua yicular kirya
6 with praises high on ruby lips;/
nuc suoguli utle irbus obar suobel;/
Yassen valuca taum noiriador
7 one - with Halflings dressed in vests/
ena - nuc sirbmuh id ejeb eratetsi uditsiv nuc sucilehc/
Er yassen gwalfeth yiratha miecolan
8 rewarded for a legendary quest.//
Udenipmucir erep na ediaqsab ioridnigil.//
Yimanr tene ryarnut arsta
9 Yet some later said by madness of pride/
Nos ugrebmi sunagle ugial ujod rup eraacul id ullagru
Amques luta equ edcesarta enarwel
10 those brothers fought and lied/
Sulliage sunemrih nurehcal y uotnom
Eska ahdara maruk aryigulcata
11 their bonds they broke and took/
Sas sunub sulli nuriopmur y umut
Ron ahvere ronka tamis artwyun
12 all loyalties of oaths forsook.//
Sedut sidetleil id sul sutnimeraj unudnebe
Ilya ivustal enahvanda arquenta
13 Shelda`Mar implored we few to come/
SheldMar sun umulp sucup roniv
Sheldamar yimqunt eme nnir atula
14 aboard the ship of Valithnor, Cirdan’s drum;/
E udrub lid iaqab id Valithnor rubmet id nedroc
Eyuth ikirya envalithnor ahcirdan danut
15 to the Undying Lands of hope and grace./
e sel serriot seridiciripmo id enwraps y id eocerg
Aizesfirful ahndor enestal areruanna
16 yet outraged, Vendu`Mar abandon his place.//
Ugrebmi udengodno VenduMar renudnebe as regal
Am hecah VenduMar arquita hoyamen
17 On the worn-out piers Vendu`Mar was arguing/
Ni sul sillium sudetsegsid iaf udnetnimagre VenduMar
18 drew against the command of his brother/
Elenis erenuc li udnem id as sunemrih
19 harsh words like a bitter sword that bites,/
20 though Shelda`Mar in sorrow took flight.//
Shelda`Mar
21 The wizard Gan`Mereith admonished us/
Li ugem GanMereith sun etruxi
22 to be wary against our growing lust;/
Erep ris usulitaec erenuc urtsian itnicirc eorajal
23 Sal`Gilvan and Veth`Dema barked back/
SalGilvan y VethDema uderdel ni rivluv
24 with their own words of black.//
Nuc sas seopurp serbelep id urgin
25 We stayed like an anointed remnant,/
Sumovatsi umuc na itninemir udogna
26 who saw it our goal to rule as imminent,/
Nioaq ul uov urtsian uvotijbu erep renribug umuc itninomno
27 teaching a new history to lesser men/
Eznenisni id ena evian eorutsoh erep sul sirbmuh sirunim
28 with a diverse tongue, Sinenya I penned.//
Nuc ena eagnil esrivod Sinenya uy uoborcsi
29 Like unto Sindar was Sinenya made/
30 with new characters and words I laid;/
31 letters designed for new purposes crafted/
32 for initiated secretes were they drafted.//
33 For the greed of some soon railed apparent/
34 as our original cravings became too variant;/
35 instead of being counselors to students in need/
36 many wayward misguidings did breed.//
37 Celegreth of the elven Crystal Caves,/
38 and Kwandol the dwarven mason, made;/
39 a Great Hall like greeting hands/
40 domed six hundred years, still stands.//
41 Close to the bay a watchtower stood/
42 with a bell’s tolling alarm it would;/
43 chime forth the hours of the Great Hall/
44 for secret Brothers to heed its call.//
45 In that kingdom’s darkened hall we met/
46 among fireside rituals fussed and fret;/
47 knowing inwardly we hoped against hope,/
48 preaching failed expectations, we groped.//
49 High in that Watchtower’s nest/
50 its bell replaced we thought best;/
51 with a pyre set eternally aflame,/
52 for others to return without shame.//
53 On the day the oil-soaked wood was lit,/
54 by Fay`Symodare’s death all were hit;/
Rup el itriam id FaySymodare sudut diplag
55 the shadow that fulfilled Mereith’s woe,/
El irbmus iaq ilpmac ye lid Mereith
56 the nightmare of mortal man became our snow.//
El ellodesip id sirbmuh letru is uotrovnuc ivion
57 From his ashes we gathered a portion/
Id as sezonic surtusun relopucir ena itrep
58 entombed in an urn with grave distinction;/
Dibmutni ni ena inra nuc nerg nuocnotsod
59 the rest we scattered upon the sea/
Sun li utsir iaq esripsod ni li rem
60 #and pledged our own ashes would mingle.//
Y uotimurp iaq as nelczim sertsian seopurp sezonic
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FOOD BLOG lol lol lol
YES!!! I started another Blog.
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He did a mighty thing today//
He did a mighty thing today//
yet still to be seen in full bloom//
but I know one day it'll shine forth//
then in amazement people will gasp//
The Lord is great beyond measure indeed!
yet still to be seen in full bloom//
but I know one day it'll shine forth//
then in amazement people will gasp//
The Lord is great beyond measure indeed!
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