May 2012

Soul Sword: The Way and Mind of a Zen Warrior (Watkins Spiritual Classics)

Soul Sword: The Way and Mind of a Zen Warrior (Watkins Spiritual Classics)

An amazing true story about achieving awareness, accessing ancient wisdom, and conquering fear. While working with a Japanese Zen master, Vernon Kitabu Turner experienced a spiritual epiphany: with virtually no training in the martial arts, he endured a sensational trial by combat to become a black belt. He believes this power exists in all of us. Now, he shares his secret, proving that the soul is the path to cultivating the Warrior Mind…and overcoming any obstacle.

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Question by sugar and spite: Halloween costume ideas for mom and 11month old daughter?
It’s my daughters first Halloween and I’m trying to think of costume ideas for us. I don’t want us to match but i want them to go together. Like bow peep and a sheep. Or Bumble bee and a flower. Any other suggestions?

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Answer by S
i like the bumble bee and flower idea :)

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Question by Richie: Why another U-turn as scientist at centre of row finally admits there has been no global warming since 1995?
How can any alarmist ever believe in this junk when this top guy from the IPCC admits that:

* Data for vital ‘hockey stick graph’ has gone missing
* There has been no global warming since 1995
* Warming periods have happened before – but NOT due to man-made changes

The academic at the centre of the ‘Climategate’ affair, whose raw data is crucial to the theory of climate change, has admitted that he has trouble ‘keeping track’ of the information.

Colleagues say that the reason Professor Phil Jones has refused Freedom of Information requests is that he may have actually lost the relevant papers.

Professor Jones told the BBC yesterday there was truth in the observations of colleagues that he lacked organisational skills, that his office was swamped with piles of paper and that his record keeping is ‘not as good as it should be’.

The data is crucial to the famous ‘hockey stick graph’ used by climate change advocates to support the theory.

Professor Jones also conceded the possibility that the world was warmer in medieval times than now – suggesting global warming may not be a man-made phenomenon.

And he said that for the past 15 years there has been no ‘statistically significant’ warming.

More here…

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-…

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Answer by Benjamin
Phil Jones never said that “there has been no global warming since 1995″. And here is the transcript to the actual interview from which the Daily Mail took a quote out of context and spun it: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/8511670.stm

What he actually says was that the climate has been warming an average of 0.12°C per decade over the past 15 years.

Such warming is exceptional and falls within the 93 percentile. However, in statistics, it’s the 95 percentile that is “significant.” Therefore, according to Phil Jones, from 1995 to the present, there has been no “statistically significant” global warming.

Jones also stated, “Achieving statistical significance in scientific terms is much more likely for longer periods, and much less likely for shorter periods.”

“Significant” and “statistically significant” are two different things. Phil Jones should have been more careful explaining this and should have assumed that (A) most people don’t understand statistics; and (B) the denial machine would try to spin what he said and present a misunderstanding to those who don’t really understand science or math.

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Cool Medieval Clothes images

by admin on May 28, 2012

Some cool medieval clothes images:

feel the spirit….find your way
medieval clothes

Image by Daniel Voyager
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feel the spirit….find your way
medieval clothes

Image by Daniel Voyager
slurl.com/secondlife/VALHAL/171/211/46
roleplay clothing gor gorean medieval middleage outfits Fantasy elven celtic free woman Jewelry gowns boots shoes blood scars piercings piercing roman viking cloaks Leather Tartan kilt kilts romantic cuddle explore dance couple dance ba

feel the spirit….find your way
medieval clothes

Image by Daniel Voyager
slurl.com/secondlife/VALHAL/171/211/46
roleplay clothing gor gorean medieval middleage outfits Fantasy elven celtic free woman Jewelry gowns boots shoes blood scars piercings piercing roman viking cloaks Leather Tartan kilt kilts romantic cuddle explore dance couple dance ba

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is my story any good?

by admin on May 27, 2012

Question by super red head!: is my story any good?
ok, look, im in sixth grade and i need to know if the story that i wrote is any good. please dont be mean. i want to be an author. this is not the full story the full version is a work in progress, its 29 pages right now but im not done. ok here it is.
The Runner.
Sam Burton

His feet thudded fast down the musty, semidark corridor. The chilling stone floor had luxurious carpets, and the walls had so many extravagant tapestries hung on the also stone walls that you couldn’t see wall anymore. The stone was all pale gray, and frozen, due to the fact that it was january and they didn’t have insulation or heaters in the sixteenth century. He was sprinting at his top speed, and his feet were moving faster than ever they ever had before. But still not fast enough. The sound of the castle’s gaurds’ footsteps were growing ominously more audible by the second. The mysterious runner was not a generally agile person, quite clumsy, actually. He could never fit into the athlete category at his high school back home in the twenty first century. The runner was on the heavy side, with a short and stocky frame. But that didn’t matter right now, the runner had no choice but to sprint to his body’s maximum speed. Which I must say isn’t very quick. There were no options right then because at least seven enraged, muscular men with medieval weaponry and dark intentions in the form of an angry mob were pursuing him in a sixteenth century castle. But the thing is, most people were faster than the runner. So, as you could probably guess, these athletically trained men were most definitely faster than him.
But –why?- you might ask, were they so furious with him? Well, its because of the book. That critical book. That book is the cause of this whole mess. But he needed the book anyway, no matter how much he despised it. The book had made him murder a man that he didn’t know, who did nothing to him, who had a wife, children, a life. The runner was a person who despised war and killing. But; like I explained, all of the runners options for everything were canceled out. Right now, there were things that had to be done, and if they weren’t done, and when they needed to be, then it would be certain death for the runner. The runner managed to squeeze a tiny bit more speed out of each stride, for the runner had gotten caught up in his thoughts, so he hadn’t paid attention to the now very much louder footsteps some length behind him. His lungs were on fire, his throat cracked and parched. His steps getting sluggish more and more with every step he took. His eyelids drooped. But the good news was that his legs were so past the pain, they were absolutely numb now, deftly moving to the slowing rhythm of his pace. His attention was averted when he felt a pair of eyes on him. He jerked to a stop.
As he warily surveyed the old fortress’ dimly lit corridor and caught his breath at the same time, a figure emerged from the shadows. It was a man, who looked around thirty, but had bad skin and more wrinkles than he should. In his hand was a sword, glimmering in the dim lighting. It was perched at a perilous angle; with a flick of the man’s wrist, he could’ve killed the runner. And that was what the runner’s mind was ever too focused on. He was so concentrated on not being killed by the man that he didn’t hear the almost silent footsteps behind him, he didn’t hear the shallow breaths, and he didn’t hear the arrow slice the air. And by the time he did; it was in the runners back. The crucial book was taken from his grasp, as was his life. The books contents still unknown to the runner. Mission incomplete.

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Answer by NicoleH
pretty good! i liked it! keep writing!

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