the gypsies' journey...
this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imagined and/or real - imagined and/or real - a STREAMOFCONSCIOUSNESS telling of my own personal thoughts feelings experiences - interspersed with words and images of others - with things defined by most as PARAnormal which - for me - all my life - have been PERFECTLYnormal -
SO come along with me and we'll dance among the stars under the sun and over the moon - we'll share our stories around the campfire - together -
- A...WOMAN IN MOTION WITH HAIR AS DARK AS NIGHT HER EYES WERE LIKE THAT OF A CAT IN THE DARK... SHE WAS A GYPSYWOMAN... she danced round and round... from the fire her face was all aglow... she was dancing... dancing... waiting for the RISING SUN... loving caring relationships are like THE RISING SUN...we are nourished by their warmth...we are energized by their strength...we grow in their light...we find shelter and solace there...they are our sanctuary... born in the sign of the sun, i am a true LEO-love the sun and its hot orange red fire-passionate in and about everything i do-i believe in instant chemistry charisma love/lust at first sight-in the magic of the eyes and the beauty of the soul-in the instant recognition familiarity in meeting someone from a past life and in the knowledge that we might meet in a future life-i believe that we are each ageless and flawless-i believe in the beauty of the moment-the whisper of yesterday-the hope of tomorrow-the power of forgiveness for even ourselves-the absolute and total beauty of love---[credit to brian hyland and curtis mayfield]
Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
the 'new physics' called
posits that there exists,
side by side with this world,
a parallel universe,
a duplicate copy that is...slightly different...yet the same.
And not just two parallel worlds, but three, four, and even more.
No less than an infinite number of them.
In each of these universes,
you, I, and all the others who live,
have lived, will live, will have ever lived,
Saturday, August 29, 2009
in terms of my father's work - i cannot say for sure even what that was - i can say that we were told that he was a "purchasing agent" for the government [but not active military] - i can say that we kids knew that he could not tell our mother where he was going or why he was going when he traveled without us [which was also very frequently] - i can say that our mother once made the mistake, according to my sister who remembers this event very clearly - and only once - of divulging something that our father had told her regarding his work and upon telling her, admonished her that she could tell NO ONE - and then, within a few days something appeared in the news media and our father rushed home, demanding to know with whom our mother had discussed whatever it was that could not be discussed and was furious to learn that she had, in fact, divulged something to a friend -
what i CAN say is that my siblings and i witnessed something extraordinary that day at that place - and that somehow my father knew of this place, knew where it was and how to approach it secretly -
when the astronauts
were in space
were they alone:
there was a
--NASA's Scott Carpenter
We have a UFO
pacing our position,
Astronaut Cady Coleman, NADA Transmission on Shuttle Mission STS-73
were followed, both at a distance
and sometimes also quite closely,
by space vehicles of
extraterrestrial origin -
flying saucers, or UFOs,
if you want to call them
by that name.
Every time it occurred,
the astronauts informed
who then ordered
--Maurice Chatelain, former chief of NASA Communications Systems.
image: 1971-Apollo 15, Mission Dates: July 26-August 7, CDR: David Scott, CMP: Alfred Worden, LMP: James Irwin Importance: First use of the Lunar Rover, extended Lunar exploration time, focus on on field geology. NASA archives (photo No AS15-85-11514) Astronaut David Scott on slope of Hadley Delta. UFO is seen at top just right of center.
both like and unlike this world of ours….
We must believe
that in all other worlds
living creatures and
we see in this world.
epicurus in letter to herodotus
Friday, August 28, 2009
a sleep and a forgetting.
Not in entire forgetfulness,
and not in utter nakedness,
Thursday, August 27, 2009
The Legend of Lucy KeyesBy John Stimpson
Julie Delpy and Justin Theroux, stars of the forthcoming The Legend of Lucy Keyes movie.
The following story is true:
Robert Keyes and his family moved to Princeton, Massachusetts in 1751. They purchased a large tract of land, some 200 acres, on the southeastern slope of Wachusett Mountain.
On April 14, 1755, Keyes's daughter Lucy, who was 4 years old at the time, followed her sisters to fetch some sand from Wachusett Lake. Lucy never returned from the lake. She vanished in the woods that day never to be heard from again.
The towns-people made every effort to find the girl. Search parties combed the woods, the lake was dragged, all to no avail. Martha Keyes, Lucy's mother, was pushed to the edge of insanity by her grief over losing her daughter. Every evening she searched the woods calling her daughter's name.
Martha died in 1786. She never found Lucy.
Several years after the deaths of both Martha and Robert Keyes, a letter was found describing, in gruesome detail, the murder of little Lucy Keyes. The letter was from Tilly Littlejohn, the Keyes's hermit-like neighbor, who was furious over a property line quarrel with Keyes. To cleanse his dying soul he admitted on his deathbed that he found the girl, Lucy, in the woods and killed her by hitting her on the head with a rock. He then stuffed her body in a hollow log and waited until nightfall to return and bury her body under an uprooted tree.
Many people believe that Martha Keyes still haunts the wooded hillsides of Wachusett Mountain calling, "Lu - cy… Lu - cy.” And witnesses still experience the spirits of both Martha and Lucy Keyes to this day.
The Legend of Lucy Keyes is the subject of a full-length motion picture currently in post production starring Julie Delpy (Before Sunset, American Werewolf in Paris) and Justin Theroux (Mulholland Drive, Charlie’s Angles Full Throttle). The film was shot entirely on location on and around Wachusett Mountain in Princeton, Massachusetts -- the site of the actual haunting.
Recent email from a witness to the spirit:
I saw the TV show, Chronicle (channel 5) and was interested in your Web site, having hiked Wachusett Mountain many times.
Once at your site, the hair stood up on the back of my neck and I got the chills. My hiking boots have spent many hours exploring the trails on that mountain. Many years ago hiking alone, I thought I heard a name being called. A breeze was blowing through the trees that day and the weather was favorable. Figuring it was just weird, I stopped and rubbed my ears. The calling went on for another 60 seconds. It sounded like the name was riding on the wind, drifting though the trees. (The general area was somewhere on the side where the visitor's center is located.) Figuring I was just hearing things, I kept hiking. It never really clicked until now.
In the near future, I'll take a trip to the cemetery where Lucy's mother is buried, for nothing more than paying my respects. That's an awful fate to be dealt in life. Horrific by any standards.
Thank you for sharing her story and best wishes on your film.
Pictures of spirits haunting our set
Shooting is now complete, but while we were in production we evidently disrupted the spirits at the Meetinghouse Cemetery where Martha Keyes is buried. These two photographs of Julie Delpy, me (John Stimpson), and our crew show some strange phenomenon. Alex Stark and Eric Shade, two local paranormal enthusiasts took these photographs and had them analyzed by Worcester ghost expert and researcher Sean Smith. Sean drew the following intriguing conclusions:
Filming shot #1
"In the picture labled [Filming shot #1] (see above), there does appear to be ectoplasmic vapor of a spirit by the wall (between the tree and the young lady in the shawl). With this type of spirit energy it is theorized that the spirit is at rest (not moving). This picture is interesting, but I have to say that the picture labeled [Filming shot #2] (see below) is far more interesting. This picture also shows ectoplasmic vapor, but -- more fascinating -- there is also evidence of a portal. A portal being a the doorway between our dimension and the world of the spirits' dimension. If you look closely, at about 11:00 above the head of the lady with the blue hat, you will see a swirling distortion of the tree, grass and headstones. The tree branches are also distorted. By contrast, the right side of the picture is sharper. The dark line across the ground is part of the ectoplasmic pattern. It is connected in kind of a spidery pattern as part of the vapor."
Filming shot #2
There were many other unexplained weather, wind, and sounds that were blamed on Martha Keyes during the shoot. Nothing malevolent though. I think she was just letting her presence be known. It is my belief that she approved of the project, since we stayed so true to the story.
asleep and awake
the difference between
when for just that one moment
your entire soul
dream is reality
it really happened
I would convince the world that I really was the greatest.
It's the repetition of affirmations that leads to belief.
And once that belief becomes a deep conviction,
things begin to happen.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
It was impossible to murder me at the time.
Had I already fulfilled my destiny?
I feel as if I am being driven
towards an unknown goal.
As soon as it is attained and
there will no longer be any use for me,
an atom will be sufficient to annihilate me;
but until then,
all human efforts
...will be powerless
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
i am not there
i do not sleep
i am in a thousand winds that blow
i am the softly falling snow
i am the gentle showers of rain
i am the fields of ripening grain
i am in the morning hush
i am in the graceful rush
of beautiful birds in circling flight
i am the starshine of the night
i am in the flowers that bloom
i am in a quiet room
i am in the birds that sing
i am in each lovely thing
do not stand at my grave
i am not there
Monday, August 24, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
into the human body,
as into a temporary abode,
and it goes out of it anew
it passes into other habitations,
for the soul is immortal -
It is the secret of the world
that all things subsist and do not die,
but only retire a little from sight
and afterwards return again -
Nothing is dead;
men feign themselves dead,
and endure mock funerals…
and there they stand
looking out of the window,
sound and well,
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
mountains of molecules each stupidly minding its own business
yet forming white surf in unison
ages on ages
before any eyes could see
year after year
thunderously pounding the shore as now
never at rest
tortured by energy
wasted prodigiously by the sun
poured into space
a mite makes the sea roar
deep in the sea
all molecules repeat the patterns of
one another till complex new ones are formed
and a new dance starts
growing in size and complexity
living things - masses of atoms - DNA - protein
dancing a pattern ever more intricate
out of the cradle onto the dry land
here it is standing
a universe of atoms
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
in a dizzily growing -
ever spreading network of diverging,
converging and parallel times -
this web of time -
intersect or ignore each other
through the centuries -
embrace every possibility -
in some you exist and not i -
while in others i do -
and you do not -
and in yet others both of us exist -
you have come to my gate -
in addition, you, crossing the garden,
have found me dead -
i say these very same words,
but am an error
- a phantom -
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
National boundaries are not evident
when we view the Earth from space.
Fanatical ethnic, religious or national chauvinisms
are a little difficult to maintain
when we see our planet as a
inconspicuous point of light
against the bastion and
citadel of the stars."
or at least prevent thermonuclear war,
because the consequences of
warfare between nuclear powers
are now too dangerous.
that the nuclear-armed nations
are and always will be,
and that bouts of
anger and revenge and madness
will never overtake their leaders
(or military and secret police officers
in charge of nuclear weapons).
In the century of Hitler and Stalin,
this seems ingenuous."
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Published in 1973, The Secret Life of Plants was written by Peter Tompkins and Christopher Bird.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
part of the WHOLE
called by us UNIVERSE
a part limited in TIME and SPACE
we experience OURSELVES, out THOUGHTS, and FEELINGS
as something separate from the rest -
a kind of OPTICAL DELUSION OF CONSCIOUSNESS -
this delusion is a kind of PRISON for us
restricting us to our personal desires
and to affection for a few persons nearest to us -
our task must be to FREE OURSELVES from the prison
by widening our CIRCLE OF COMPASSION
to embrace all living creatures and
the WHOLE OF NATURE and ITS BEAUTY -
we shall require a substantially new MANNER OF THINKING
if MANKIND IS TO SURVIVE
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Saturday, August 8, 2009
the main story of his death is that papastrap, born june 15, 1884, at the time of his death june 2, 1946, lived in winnfield louisiana with my grandmother [mamastrap] - however, when he died, he was in coffeyville kansas with my father accompanying him by car from louisiana upon the death of my grandfather's brother - my great uncle had just died two days previously of a heart attack, on friday, may 31, 1946 [within hours of june 1] and papastrap and my father had traveled to coffeyville for his funeral which was to be monday - the night before the funeral, papastrap went to bed in his hotel room about 8:00 pm and my father retired to his own room - the next morning, at 8:00 am, my father went to papastrap's room where he discovered my grandfather dead - also from a heart attack, as it turned out - papastrap was 61 years old - his brother who had just died was 60 -papastrap had seven  siblings, including his brother who had just died * -
papastrap died june 2, 1946
papastrap's father died in june 1933
his mother's mother was born in june 1837
mamastrap's father died in june 1908
his brother [who just died] died on may 31 within hours of june 1946 and was buried june 1946
his brother [who just died] was married in june 1925
his brother who had just died was born in june 
another brother died in june 
two  sisters died in june [1961 and 1950]
papastrap's date of birth numerologically is 33 and his date of death is 11 - both master numbers
his brother's [who just died] numerological death date is 11
papastrap, his brother and my father all died of a heart attack
the last time my father saw papastrap alive was 8:00 pm - he found him dead at 8:00 am
[*i do not have the date of death for one of the siblings]