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I always found Stephen Hawking (famous astrophysicist) fascinating.But he kind of caught me off guard with his warning about contacting aliens from space.Well,I haven't been trying,much.But he is right in a lot of ways.I do think they are far more advanced than humans,and if they know we exist they might try to take over our planet,or worse,destroy the human race.Mercy.We must fight them,then.
I suppose that's what Spock meant by "Good Luck". :smokejoint: *Snort* |
I do Agree with Hawking on those Aliens...
Sometimes it's best left alone... I mean c'mon..if early Explorers fucked over the Natives, can u imagine E.T.??? I love watching V, but I'm happy not knowing in reality.. :brainsucker: |
El significado de ser madre estaba ligado entre las taínas al misterioso mundo de sus dioses y creencias.
Según Fray Ramón Pané (1495-98) y Pedro Mártir (1525), la Diosa Madre taína tenía cinco nombres, que parecen denotar distintos aspectos de la Madre Tierra. Veamos la etimología de algunos de sus nombres en el idioma arahuaco: Attabeira se descompone en atta “madre” y beira “manantial”, o sea “Madre Manantial”. Esta sería una manifestación de la Madre Tierra de donde nacen los manantiales dadores de vida. En los petroglifos en Caguana se representa a la abuela ancestral como una combinación de rana y tortuga, animales muy fecundos asociados al agua. Guacarapita, otro de sus nombres, se descompone en guácara “cueva” y apito “principio y fin”. Esto significaría La Cueva del Principio y el Fin o la vagina cósmica de la Madre Tierra, que da origen a los seres de la creación y recibe en su seno al difunto. Los taínos enterraban a sus muertos en posición fetal, lo que probablemente es un regreso al vientre de la Madre Tierra. Dice el mito que el héroe mitológico Guajayona, se llevó a todas las madres taínas a Matininó, la Isla de las Amazonas, y los hombres quedaron sin sus esposas dentro de la cueva del origen. Al despertar, los bebés lloraban diciendo -toa, toa-, llamando con gran pena a sus madres y se convirtieron en ranas y coquíes, que en recuerdo de este suceso, anuncian la primavera con su canto. Mientras tanto, los hombres, que buscaban desesperados a sus esposas, avistaron a cuatro animales sin sexo que se deslizaban entre las ramas de los árboles. Con la ayuda de los cuatro caracoles, dioses mitológicos capturaron a estas criaturas e idearon la manera de convertirlas en mujeres. Llamaron entonces al pájaro carpintero quien, creyendo que eran árboles, les talló con el pico la natura femenina. Desde ese día, el pájaro carpintero picotea los árboles engalanado con las plumas rojas que adquirió de un salpicón de sangre que manchó su pecho. Así se rememoraba en el areito ese instante en que los dioses les concedieron a estas primeras madres el maravilloso privilegio de dar a luz a nuestro pueblo taíno. Happy Mothers Day ..-s-:praying: |
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Aliens........republicans/tea party.......... I choose the aliens. :fastdraq: |
hmm, I always did have an aversion to acid puking aliens...{although, republicans could always surprise me, horribly..}
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A day of rising early, baking, dipping strawberries in chocolate, cooking brunch, cleaning up after brunch and being pretty, witty, charming and gay has left me utterly exhausted (but happy). Best of all, my mother (and others) smiled and enjoyed the merriment...
Now, no more of this for at least another 6 months until Thanksgiving. *blink* |
Retro Commericials
Ya gotta love it, that's if you're in to this sort of stuff:
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gotta love baby dykes & puppy love.. :fallenangel: |
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Somebody fucked over the Natives??? Are they still here?,point'em out!!! :furious: This Elena Kagan,there's something I like about her. |
I need some tickets to the gun show.
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*Currently inventing the over analyzer emergency shut off switch*
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i forgot how pathetically funny ren & stimpy show is lol
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Random Pooh-Pah!
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I have this problem.
So, this black teenage kitty appeared a few days ago. She's scrawny and has a hunchback and never stops meowing. As cats go, she's got a face only a mother could love.
Today, she and my dog made friends..and she decided she likes me. She came in the house everytime I opened the door while I was trying to hang laundry. She seems to enjoy my ankles. She's lonely. She wants to be heard. She smacks up the dog when necessary. She lets me pet her and isn't feral. I have no idea where she came from. Tonight, I noticed her humpback is due to a large cyst or spongy growth on her shoulder blade. It's not painful to the touch and she's full of energy so I'm not sure what to make of it. I told her if she's still around in the morning, I'll take her to the vet. Bear in mind, I don't want a cat. They make me itch. They leave hair on my pillow. They get on the counters at night. I like feral cats..who live outside. The cat and my dog are obsessed with each other and are communicating through the kitchen window. The cats sits on the chair on the patio on the outside of the window..and BLossom sits on the chair at the table in the kitchen. And, they communicate. A lot. I've been sneaking around my kitchen for the last 3-4 hours. The cat has been eating at the feeders, sitting on the patio chair, and now she's in the entryway off the kitchen. Resting comfortably. She doesn't appear to have plans to go anywhere. I hesitate to have her in the house until she is checked over by a vet..but I feel awful thinking about her out there. I have company arriving Wednesday. I need a mani/pedi. Blossom is getting a bath and a shave. Blossom just had a $260.00 surgery bill and needs shots in June. She has an Secondary AV heart block and her vet care is expensive. I DON"T NEED A $300.00 VET BILL FOR A SCRAWNY HUNCHBACK CAT!!!! Yet this kitty has adopted us. Blossom has adopted her. Try as I might, I can't NOT like this cat. Ughhh... I might have been adopted against my will. Again. Sigh, I'm taking a comforter out there for her to sleep on. . |
figures..I stay home cuz it's pissing cats and dogs....and the sun starts shining by 2 pm..
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His love was returned... It was the strangest thing to watch.. Sis would start pawing at the door and meowing up a storm when his star crossed mate was outside... The lil dog would do a mad dash for our door as soon as she was let out... Sigh... *No interspecies hook ups were the result of this love.. they just wanted to be together* |
You cannot fight Mother Nature. No way no how. Mother Nature wins all the time. :floatbee: |
What causes ants to invade ones home when it rains?!?!? Ughh... sigh...
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What a way to wake up...
Setting the scene:
Early, Monday morning. Me: Guest bedroom in a twin bed (at my parents) Me: Rolling over to get comfortable (blissfully sleepy) The mattress: Not completely centered on the bed. 4 or so inches hanging over the edge of the box spring (unbeknownst to me). Me: suddenly falling (on my back) slowly as the mattress wedges itself on one side between the bed and me and the closet on the other side. Me: Panic begins to saturate my being as pillows topple onto me posing possible suffocation issues. Me: thinking "I'm falling and I can't get up" Me: wrestling desperately with the top heavy mattress in the hopes of making my way to safety. Me: Finally finding an *out* My dog: Staring at me from the other twin bed across the room with a WTF look on her face and utter shock. Me: Thinking, seriously? The rest of the morning and day continued on in such a vein. Jealous aren't you? Uh huh. |
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