What is Evolution?

“We began as a mineral.
We emerged into plant life, and into the animal state, and then into being human, and always we have forgotten our former states, except in early spring when we slightly recall being green again.
That’s how a young person turns towards a teacher.
That’s how a baby leans toward the breast, without knowing the secret of its desire, yet turning instinctively.
Humankind is being led along an evolving course, through the migration of intelligences, and though we seem to be sleeping, there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream, and that will eventually startle us back to the truth of who we are.”
— The Story of Evolution
Rumi, 13th Century


An Ode to Gibberish

Oh me, oh my, where to start?

Read Henry Kuttner's short story 'Mimsy Were the Borogoves' yesterday, which led to a pandora's box (much like the toy box from the story) of information mixed with childhood memories, mine own and those of others. This led me to Wikipedia and a multitude of stuff I never knew, even after studying literature for 3 whole years and emerging with a BA in it. I truly am the Queen of Guh-Roun..lol.

Anyways... thanks to the help of my muse, i've stumbled upon the wonderful works of Lewis Carrol and this has influenced me to add some more books to My Amazon Wishlist. Take a gander if you dare.

Anyhoo, for those of you who are unfarmiliar, like I was just 24 hrs ago, with the Jabberwocky or the borogoves please feast your eyes on the most marvelous piece of nonsense poetry ever writ in the English Language. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.



Lewis Carroll

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wade;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree.
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came wiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Pretty awesome right? Well there's lots more where that came from. FYI did you know that Carroll wrote the original 'Alice in Wonderland' story a.k.a 'Through the Looking-Glass' ???

Well well well, wonders truly never cease...

Oh yeh and something else I learned today....you know when you normally end up chatting fkry like mixing up words and shit eg. The Lord is a shoving leopard ["loving shepherd"] it's called a spoonerism...yup it actually has a name, just thought you'd like to know.

Happy Friday 13th everyone! May all your nightmares become reality...

Nadya Dee


  1. I think I prefer spooning to spoonerism.

  2. In your quest for knowledge, leave no tern unstoned...

  3. I remember the first time I found out there was a word for it. I think is when we were "preparing" for the PSAT in fif form.

    I was like.. a wah dem a tink bout.. bout spoonerism. LOL

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  5. Spoonerism... Is the worship of the runcible spoon...

  6. is not! No worshipping roun ere!


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Our Deepest Fear by Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."