Mind : The Perpetual Intercourse

2009-01-03T05:45:00.000-08:00

I just LOVE the blonds! Kinda makes a girl proud to be a New Yorker... ;))) One of my goals for 2009 is to slim it down, to a twig...lol & get in one of their shows.,.. ;D Hey, it could happen!...;D

2008-11-08T02:33:00.000-08:00

2008-08-24T22:50:00.000-07:00

Hi, I hope that you enjoy yourself in my little bazzar...it's been quite some time since I've posted, it's been, believe me, a bear of a year...Things are returning to form, and as much as I'm out all the time, I hope that you will find something to think about here...

you can also always find me in the funny pages...

http://www.flickr.com/photos/kittentail23

have fun! TTFN... ;)))

Oh...yeah, there's a guestbook in here somewhere... if you find it, be kind...lol

2008-08-24T22:43:00.000-07:00

Today the hours linger with me...
floating unconcious semiotic thought
like automatic writing it seems
mischieveous playful,pearlescent...
I rarely practice détente when time replaces intuition,
though D'ebutante'ce seems comfortably numb...
As we nip, tuck, and finally discover another D’enouement...
smoke spirals green around narcisse noir yearnings,
encircled by fire from some ancient Earth
or maybe a truth lit by ancestors,danced round long ago
I arched as I will always be sister...Terpsichore...
There is here,then...now...
then again, this burning coak which illuminates my life
has barely grazed this languidly yawning reflection...
upon reflection...
and so it falls blissfully back in fields of dreams
boxed and bound within my vessel
grounded rhythmic satorial chamber
embracing it's hidden heather
passionante enigma of all tomorrow’s dawn

(© Brielle Echo Whitney)

2008-08-24T22:39:00.000-07:00

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself...

a bird will fall dead from a bough,
without ever feeling sorry for herself...

DH Lawerance

Without deviation from the norm, progress is not possible.
Frank Zappa

2008-08-24T22:19:00.000-07:00

If I was not amorphous
would you interlace, experience
desire
strike charge
feedback in the box
naked
autoerotic generrotic homogenous
longingly scanning the path
before you
make yourself
stand tall
we are again
a little more today
and still tomorrow
life rushes slowly
Nowhere
I stand upon tiptoed
stilts
hyphens
of shifting vanity
holding your key in the balance
of my sway, treasure
unfoundrd bountiful
hello
outraged women’s arms
hyperbole
the letter hax
attatched to lightning,
white reefer
swinging freely
floats on the tongue of a bell
testified
to one drop
point blank
tell me
are you tied up?
or born severely
in the night
ssshhhhhh.......wait for it
supine,aquiline
flexible
down on all fours
where the air becomes steam
well crowned
in some perverse direction
Like candy floss lacquer
your kiss seems
adult
within each pursuit
among the masses
on parade
Titania’s child
descending
fondles open
the compelling augest
igneous
silken legs
in the folds of obstinate
intent
before, during and after
I bring centuries
of invitation
to the feast
thousands of flaming pearls
on a bed of belief
I am to be discovered
each day, each night
find yourself
who I am calling.....

(© Brielle Whitney~riding the brainticket express...lol)

2007-02-03T03:46:00.000-08:00

Pbbt! Happy Valentines to all sisters! hope ya get some of these!

2006-12-14T23:16:00.000-08:00

Hope this works! Our first call in hour long radio program of Genderevolve Blog Radio... This is the first of it's kind, and we hope that it will take off & help empower the community... ;)) Listen in & call in too! Thursdays at 8~9 PST & 11~12 EST... ;))

if you want to listen from the site, simply go to http://www.blogtalkradio.com/genderevolve and click onto the archived playback.

2006-11-17T11:00:00.000-08:00

Hiya! & Welcome! I hope that you will enjoy your stay with me... ;D There are lotz of pages (CLICK ON THE ARCHIVES) & loads of "stuff" to make you smile & hopefully think... ! You can click on any pic to enlarge.... have fun & please sign the guestbook! (...if you think this wasen't too big a waste of time...lol ;)) Thanx!

2006-11-16T11:40:00.000-08:00

MEDIA BIAS OVER NYC TG BIRTH CERTIFICATES.... (& you thought she was just a dumb blonde, didn't ya...pbbt!)

To The Editor, (of TIME OUT NYC magazine)
Your recent posting regarding the new determinant transgender ruling should be cause for celebrating a small victory of furthering genuine equality for ALL sexes and the ability of society to evolve. Your prosaic viewpoint remains a throwback to rightwing conservative enclaves who, consequently, are with the exception of a few brown shirts like Ann Coulter...all men who speak & act with double tongues & standards.
It is our goal to EDUCATE an evolving world. What we do today will profoundly both challenge and subsequently change stereotypic perceptions and antiquated bias of people who are expressing the desire to just live lives with the same respect that you would expect and desire for yourself. We are gender-gifted people, and celebrate our duality as a blessing, not as an aberrant malfunction. In many societies throughout history the transgendered individual has been revered as shaman, and council, as the blending of male & female has created somewhat of an uber being...able to walk the tightrope of gender identity from both the genetic male & female prospectives. Current advancements in brain mapping are poised to unleash documentation showing that the brain & it's associated wave patterning of non-hormonal Transgendered individuals correlates almost exactly with that of genetic women. This is not a choice that we have, but rather a naturally determined phenomena.
It is our goal to EDUCATE and bring society to a higher level of accountability.
Transgender individuals, it has been statistically shown, are amongst the most highly creative and intelligent people on the planet, and foster a level of empathy towards all peoples, races, and creeds which is exemplary. Society could learn ALOT from our community.
Transgendered individuals are now gaining elected seats in governments, both on the local & national stages around the globe. SO, please don't attempt to marginalize us, or morgage the future of a misunderstood yet vital segment of humankind, it's far more insulting to your own intellect than it is to us.
This is not a fly by night movement which is going to go away.On the contrtary, if you look at the media blitz of the past several years you will see that transgendered people are everywhere from film to print to music and art. TG IS the new black... it is time for {R}evolution.
The time is now poised for us as a species to move towards
advancement or suffer more destruction of our global unity.
It is your duty to responsibly report on the things which uplift our culture, and indeed help all who call our great city home.
I urge you to have a look at our websites and see for yourself that of which I speak.
It would also be very good for you to sign and post a link to our petition to the UN to rewrite the wording of its human rights charter.
Although the UN is often viewed as an ineffectual limpet, it is important that steps be taken in all possible areas to secure protective rights for everyone.
As New Yorkers it is our responsibility to continue to lead this country in legislative & social advancements which exemplify progressive social accountability. To publish from a standpoint of ignorance only continues to foster mistunderstanding and violence towards some of society's most foreward thinking individuals.

Sincerely yours,

Brielle Whitney

http://www.genderevolve.com

http://transgenderunity.blogspot.com/

http://www.genderevolve.com/transgifted/

Dep't of Health Birth Certificate Policy Changes
MEDIA BIAS ALERT!!! TAKE ACTION!!!
Thank you all for keeping us up to date on media coverage of this issue.
Unfortunately, not all of it has been good, and we're asking that everyone
take quick action to respond to the bad stuff. This week's Time Out
magazine includes an (at best) obnoxious and insensitive poll (

http://www.timeout. com/newyork/ static_content/ poll/). For those who can't
click on the link, here's what it says:
Out There poll 581
************ ********* ********* ********* *
"New York may no longer be hospitable to trans fat, but it's a great place to
be transgender. The city is about to grant people the right to label
themselves whatever sex they want, regardless of whether they've undergone
sexual-reassignment surgery or not. What do you think?

Unless they've gone under the knife, forget it.

I'm all for it, especially if it means I can use both the women's
and men's restrooms.

What's your reasoning? (If it's funny, we may print your comments in TONY.)"
************ ********* ********* ********* *

We think this deserves a response. We've already submitted a letter from
Transgender Legal Defense, but we think the editors of Time Out should hear
from everyone. To make that happen, we've prepared a letter for everyone to
cut, paste and email to Time Out. Feel free to edit it; ----just make sure you
send something in!!!! Once you've done that, pass this along to everyone you
know, and ask them to send the letter in, too. The letter should be sent by
email to letters@timeoutny. com. Here it is:

To the editor:
I read your current poll (Out There poll 581) with dismay. The
discrimination that transgendered people experience because they lack ID
that reflects the gender in which they live is no laughing matter. The
transgender community is one of the most marginalized populations in New
York City. The City's proposal to allow transgendered people who meet
certain requirements to amend their birth certificates is a step in the
right direction; it will help reduce discrimination and will begin to move
transgendered people from the margins of society. The issue is a serious
one that deserves serious debate. Asking readers to vote on transgender
rights in a poll that mocks and denigrates transgendered people is an insult
to one of the communities that your magazine supposedly serves.
Sincerely,
[name, e-mail address & phone number]

Thank you, everyone.
Mona Rae Mason
The Transgender Project
TLDEF-Bd. of Directors<

Mona Rae Mason
Field Coordinator- The Transgender Project
National Development and Research Institutes
Field Office-216 Ave A.
NYC, NY 10009
212.845.4617
212.220.0979
mason@ndri.org

http://www.ndri. org/transgender/

2006-11-02T23:39:00.000-08:00

WOO HOO! SCC last year was awsome, but this year was the BOMB with your girlfriend & her posse running AMOK around the city of Atlanta... we pretty much only slept at the hotel...(me not much...lol as the nightly parties saw your storm trooper in drag out progressively returning to the tomb at 6 am...and finally working my way up to a blistering 9:30 AM re entry into the atmosphere Sunday morning...lol woops! Did I do that? Well, I stayed Sunday, only a handful of girls left in the hotel...& hung out with a group of weather stranded pilots & stewerdess's...lol They really had fun with the wild TGirl... prolly made their week...lol I finally left the building by 7PMish Monday evening...LAST GIRL STANDING...lol Well, in my book too much is just enough! One last spin around the scene of the crime, and with a haughty toss of my curls, I left..Many thanx to all the girls who made my week one helluva ride... YOU ALL ROCK! Making new friends, seeing my familiars & getting to meet many who I've only femailed like the stylish & stunning Keri ------- (Who's tits I irreverently grabbed upon meeting her...LOL) Nice rack BTB! HAHAHAHA The Jungle club was quite a scene.... fetish city & totally decadent...Thank you Dr. Z! Well, you all need to come play with me sometime, This girl KNOWS how to trip the light fantastic... There were counted 782 girls there...amazing to be in that kind of crowd.... I'll see more of you next year...till then, Triangles, First Event, IFGE & having fun around NYC are all in the cards.... hope to see you see me here, there, and well, let's enjoy our gift of transgenderism...& keep our community in the public eye & on the dancefloors ...I'll see ya in tha' funny papers...;))
~Enjoy! XO~ Bri !

2006-10-18T10:17:00.000-07:00

I did a rather ballsy maneuver last evening...lol (it was fun! & I had no major trepedation or second thought... ;)) I had been invited by a casual friend, a photographer who had taken pix of Adara & myself when she visited me here in NYC last February, to attend a penthouse rooftop party at a posh hotel which would benefit a friend of hers who has cancer. I thought to myself...hmmmm...THAT sounds like just the place where I should be seen!...lol SO, I contacted a few local girls to see if anyone wanted to go have a laugh, but noone was available to come with. SO, I determined that THAT wasen't going to stop me. lol I got myself ready, and headed out into the city, full well knowing that I was in a tight dress...lol & on my own. Let the chips fall where they may I thought to myself. We are all ultimately on our own in this world, and if I'm going to present myself as a savy city girl, then going to a party as such, not knowing anybody, would again be another test of my metal in terms of validation of my true gender. I got to the hotel, found parking, and walked in through the swank & packed hotel bar. Mind you, I looked rather ok, in a black Thierry Mughler dress & Yves Saint Laurent heels & short sleek black leather coat... quite the fetching ensemble to make the men weak & the women catty...lol I decided that I should linger here for a drink, and proceeded to the bar. The scene was littered with yuppies, & eurotrash...lol & I , though taller & more bold than your average girl...lol, struck up a conversation with a young man at the bar, and said that I was going to a party in the penthouse & would he like to come with me... he looked at his friends, a group of guys & girls, and asked if they could come as well... I said of course, but it was a benefit & there was a 25$ cover entrance. Well, he decided that it was probably too rich for their collective evening, but bought me a drink & we chatted about exactly WHY I am, the way I am...lol I told him, in no less terms, that 1.) We cannot choose our gender, it chooses us...and who we are is determined as such by that natural selection...and 2,) I was NOT going to grow old & have regrets about living a lie about who I am, so it's MUCH better to be all that one can be.. and experience all the richness of life. This is a recurring theme which when I explain it to strangers, seems to somehow strike a chord with them, and put them at ease with me... and the conversation flowed into other areas for the course of those 20 minutes that I spent with him. I assume that I was getting stared at, I'm used to it, all girls get stared at...lol, but in retrospect, noone really seemed to be paying any attention. I was just another girl in the bar... brilliant! I thanked the fellow for the drink, proceeded through the bar, the posh hotel lobby, and took the elevator up to the penthouse. Mind you, that after having spent a very liberating week 24/7 in a dress in late September at SCC, being in girlmode now seemed more than ever this year to be just how I am supposed to be, and this is second nature, natural for me. I'm just one of the millions of girls here in NYC, that's all. I try to look my best & act like a lady, and that's how I am supposed to be in life, so no biggie...lol THe party was packed, and the only one that I knew was my photographer girlfriend Sabrina. I was the only TGirl there... DOH! But I had alot of fun, danced for several hours, and talked with lots of folks, all who seemed to like me...at least I handed out alot of cards...lol (which, have the genderevolve URL as well as my blogsite...so maybe just maybe I'm being in a small way an ambassador for our cause...) I left the party at the midnight hour when it was over & thought hmmm... what to do what to do! The night is young, and I was feeeling good about myself...SO... I decided to go over to East of Eighth, a bar / restaurant where surely there would be some other sisters... ;D Friday nights can be a crapshoot... you can be gaurenteed that on Saturday evenings, the girls will be out in various places, but Fridays are more of either a hunt & peck, or you just have to know where to go...lol The city is jammed on the weekends, and I couldn't find parking anywhere near East of Eighth...drat! So, I decided to go to Lips, a drag bar where I don't usually go, as it's kinda touristy, lots of people there for the show & I don't like to BE part of the show. But I decided that it was close, I knew the girls, and what the heck...lol SO, Off I went. Yes, upon getting there, there was a scene going on, like the Wetbar in Atlanta for those of you who were there this year... dragshow & lots of GG's...cool!) there for the show. I walked in, got kisses & compliments from the girls (always good to feel welcomed by sisters) and headed for the bar. I struck up a conversation with a group of people here from Europe... They found it amazing that I wasen't interested in the boy, but that his sister was on my hitlist...lol I showed them pix on the cam of SCC, the party, and my last project. The boy was quite amazed by the project pix, & I got instant cred...lol They wanted a tour guide, or at least the inside track as to where to go...they wanted to go to a variety of clubs...from Jazz to dance clubs to whatever pubs. SO...lol you know me..& I know the city..and they had a stretch limo! Well, enough said & Bob's your uncle! I said sure, I'll take you there... This for me was quite exciting...actuall being in a dress, with strangers, in a limo, and being accepted! This was too faking good to believe! I've made good friends in the past by just being myself, & giving them a tour around NYC, but this was a first... I was actually doing my thing in a dress & heels! Ripper! LOL Well, I took them to The famous Blue Note Jazz club, where DJ Logic was throwing down some wicked grooves (http://www.bluenote.net/newyork/index.shtml) Then off to Luke & Leroy's to finish off the night dancing with these new friends... ;)))) (http://www.lukeandleroy.com/Intro.html) That's a very trendy & TG friendly spot...Jenna's been there with me...she knows...it's very hip & very fun.. :)) As the remains of the night crept on, I took them to Florent for a french breakfast of crepes & eggs bernaise... ;)) (http://www.restaurantflorent.com/press/NYT4.html) All this happening STILL with a limo attatched...lol I was in girly pig heaven...lol THey dropped me off at my car as the early morning sun rose over the city... another mission accomplished & what a great nite! AND, I did it alone my way... pretty interesting what can happen to a TGirl in the city, when you can just be yourself, and be real with people. Perceptions are changing about us. We're gaining rights and respect as we present ourselves with class & intelligence. We are at a crossroads in history when what we do now will pave the way for our younger sisters.... My only question then is...where to go & what to wear tonight? *wink* You all have an open invitation to come play with me here in my city... remember that...let's make movies...!lol Hope that your fall season is seeing you all having fun too! Your girl in the apple, B~Cup !

2006-06-26T08:55:00.001-07:00

Hugs, kisses & a big thank you to the lovely sisters who shook their bootys with me in the month of June from Connecticuit to NYC & beyond, you are all just too cool for school!

2006-05-19T19:55:00.000-07:00

Dont forget to sign my guestbook if you've enjoyed my little diversion!...thank you! ;D

2006-05-15T18:57:00.000-07:00

2006-05-04T06:49:00.000-07:00

2006-05-04T06:10:00.000-07:00

Psyche dreams of Gaia :The White Hotel © Bri Whitney

2006-05-03T20:30:00.000-07:00

FIREBRi © B~Cup !

Look deep into yourself and transform your life in all ways that bring you happiness... ;D

2006-05-03T20:09:00.000-07:00

Deliverance © Bri Whitney

2006-05-02T05:05:00.000-07:00

It’s hard enough for many coming to terms with the nature of our duality, & the idea that anything is possible, if you believe it is so. These are the viewpoints which hold back the possibility of societal acceptance. I was having a matter of fact discussion in a club last evening with a couple of Str8’s, and the level of both interest & acceptance was surprising. Not to me, but to them. This is what we need to do as a people. Get out & educate. We can go round robin all we want here in cyber, that’s all good but becomes quite redundant in the long run…we need to be out & establish ourselves in society. See & be seen, hourly, daily, if ever we are to achieve a new plateau of acceptance. I would implore all to take a stand of leadership for our rights as the third sex. We have been around for a very long time, and we’re not going to be driven underground anymore. My views are obviously colored by my willingness to actively participate in such a life that challenges the senses and society to come to terms with coming into the future of the planet’s survival. I believe that TG’s are the NECESSARY bridge that in some ways is the answer to keeping the balance between men & women intact, and is advanced enough to be shamen, council to both sexes as we are both, and ARE special by that very rite of divine GIFT of our duality. Noone will change my mind on this point. Noone. We stand together, or not at all. We need to be good to each other, every one of us. There are thousands of girls who are afraid to come out, accept themselves, and be proud of themselves. As has been said, there is no absolute gender. We all are the amalgum of both. Let’s spend our lives celebrating this. Only in this way will we as a species come to the next level of our evolution. The place is here, the time is now, and the ball is in our court. Let’s be the ones who will be remembered as catylists for change. Be all you can be..;D

2006-05-01T19:35:00.000-07:00

My mind is a simple pleasure, my body is a small joy.
I am now SHE who IS.
Everything is temporary, I must accept this.
I stumble, but refuse to fall.
I am not beyond good & evil.
My pride is strong, but quiet.
I Iearn my lessons in the hardest way.
My only competition is my present self.
I need support, the world looks red.
I love you I hate me I love me I hate you
I reach out in thanks to those who care.
I keep you alive somewhere in me.
My heart, my head, which one or both.
Yet still you don’t know me, I hope you will find me.
I hold myself unique. It’s amazing to remember to feel this each day.
I don’t say this to impress you.
I only want us to be one without animation or pretense
The things I want I cannot have.
If I accept this, I will die alive.
I wave my arms to move the world.
The weight of my body is too much to bear.
Someone somewhere sometime will hold me close to make us both smile,
in a warm pile on the floor.
Happiness,
I don’t understand
but I’m trying to make each day epic for myself .
Incomplete,
but human.
La Tama, Bohando,
the rain coming down.
Are there unselfish moments in time?
I do belive in her,
who is alive in me
She becon's sanctuary....
Namaste!

©B~Cup ! 2006
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2006-04-21T12:32:00.000-07:00

Do Transgender People Deserve Equal Human Rights as Men and Women? If you believe in the equality of all people regardless of gender, Click here to voice your support for this important petition.

Brielle Echo Whitney said...
To be defined in terms of what YOU ( UN General Assembly) believe is the full scope of reality is insulting not only to me, but, to your capacity to view a mutable & ever changing world with an eye of hope. For what we now see in this system of intolerance across the board brought on by pundits of narrow minded secularism & shameful self inflation is not only serving to limit the ability for the globe as a whole to work towards solving issues which, by the vehicle of hate & bias, are choking both society & our environment in a stranglehold of self righteousness, greed, power & subjugation.
If we are to find real solutions to the problems laid waste by man, then we need to start by having an intrinsic chapter written which, as was the preamble to our own declaration of independence, that all are created equal, with inalienable rights as equal beings under God.
If these words then ring hollow, then it's time to re-examine our co-dependant nature on this planet, and get off the proverbial pot, so to speak.
The nature of individuals who accept their duality is nothing more tha a deeper understanding of what it is to be human. We are all born female in the womb. This is fact. To deny the existence of bi~polar brain mapping is to admit that you're an idiot! The male who cannot see the truth before his eyes is only doing so as a knee jerk fear of loosing some nihilistic sense of power. Who do you think runs the home, fosters the hope of man....well, it isn't the male of the species, that's a truism. If we are left with the black & white system which has been written by MEN, then there is no hope for advancement of our future. If we do not have the ability to see what is clearly presented before us, then we are doomed to repeat the same mistakes over & over until we do wiitness the truth.
I'd implore any who see these messages of hope to look deeply inside, and search for what you know has always been there, and in doing this introspection, you would do this for your brother, your sister, yourself. Please find the courage to truly be leaders for progressive change & equality for all and sign the petition. Thanx...

Brielle Echo Whitney
New York, NY USA

2006-04-21T11:59:00.000-07:00

Some people see things as they are and say 'why?'
I dream of things that never were and say 'why not?' -George Bernard Shaw -

2006-02-05T14:20:00.000-08:00

Here we are, please visit me & my sisters! (but stick around here too...lol) new stuff coming soon!

2006-01-16T12:42:00.000-08:00

Thanx to my brilliant sister Alysyn, now we know their worst fears are all true !... ah...hahahahaha!!!
( I know YOU are but what am I? ;D)

2006-01-14T07:21:00.000-08:00

FRIDAY THE 13th, Could it possibly GET any WEIRDER?...lol

Hey girls, wazzup?
How's YOUR day going? ;D Now let me tell ya, I'm no
fool, and very down to
earth, but over the years many strange & unexplainable
occurances have happened to me..
sometimes I think that I'm some sort of channel for
these to manifest themselves...other times, i just think that I'm in the
odd place at the right time...lolol
Today has been VERY odd. FIRST, there was the
reappearance from thin air of my friend Jude,
who disappeared seemingly off the planet last April...without a trace!
that's # 1
# 2~ Today here in NYC it was SOOO foggy all day &
night too, the the city virtually disappeared in that soup...it never let up,
and is still enveloping the city... you can't see much of ANYTHING! Explainable,
but wierd for Friday the 13th... lol
# 3 While at work, I had an electrical service for no
good reason blow up on me...s'ok, I'm fine... but not something that should
happen for any good reason... it did
startled the P! outta me...literally! sheesh! I still
have my eyelashes... ;D last time this
happened I lost them, my eyebrows, and was a real
flaming red head...literally! WHEW! This was not my
doing, and so I find it quite suspect... ...hmmm...
# 4 on my way OUT after work... a Cadillac parked
across the street spontaneously combusted... burned voraciously with 25 ft. flames, and
finally blew up! A real hot rod to be sure!...lol I guess that's the result of smoking the tires & burning asphalt on the 13th...lol...kewel! I've never seen
that before in person ! I got a really good distance away before it
blew... BANG! weird eh? I'll have my
employee who was with me send me the pics off the blackberry so's ya know I'm not
fibbin!
# 5 After the car blew, and I went to get paid... a
miscalculation left me
with less than 1/2 of my pay for the week, & I'm the
project manager! That NEVER happens...
again, weird... & not good, as B went out shopping
all hollywood & splurged on a new spensive' outfit &
heels... DOH!
(It's REALLY cute though!) ;D THAT was a good
thing... ;D
# 6 after getting to my neighborhood... & coming
in...I looked at the web for
a sec...THEN... all of a sudden, my main monitor died!
dubble doh!
#7... getting tired yet?...;D lol My little Pi~rat cat (he's blind in one eye...har matey!)
decided that this was the day that he would declare his maleness, and
sprayed the whole house with musk...ewwwww!
It's like the cat planet in Kilgore Trout's Venus on
the Half Shell....!!!! PU! MEOW! That's it, I am dyin'
in here... AND, and decided to be merciless & take him
for an orchiotomy... so I get a TS cat, and still
can't decide for myself...DOH! lol
# 8...I went to the bank to deposit...parked legally
& all... when I got
out...3 busses had taken up 1 lane for 50 yards..stopped dead in
their trax...turned the lights off, threw away the
keys and seemingly left for the night leaving the 3
busses both blocking a lane, and completely blocking
me from getting out... SO! I drove on the sidewalk to
get out! AND, when I got to the front of the lead
bus...there was a cop sitting right there! DOH!
busted!...lol well, he didn't
speak, just looked at me like "You know what you
did"...lol handed me a ticket for $150.00...
and so I drove home...AND... the wierdest of the wierd...
I was in the elevator at work today, which resembles a
dark wooded coctail
bar... lol I'm half expecting to get in one day, and
see barstools, and a panel cut out in
the back with a tall thin man serving martini's ...
there is a bar like that in NYC...that
size anyway... only fits 6 people...lol you find
EVERYTHING here... ;D that's one reason why I
love it... wink! BUT, I turned to this fellow in the
elevator who works for the bldg., and remarked that
there seem to be ALOT of beautiful women in the
building...he, without turning his head, rolled his
eyes over at me & said...BETTER BE CAREFUL, YOU COULD WIND UP
WITH A D**K IN YOUR A**!!! What the fak? !!
Now New Yorkers come in every style imaginable, and are known
for being quite direct... but THAT was
awfully weird... This bldg. is in my sister Victoria's
neighborhood... I'm not putting
it past running into her yet in the elevator, on a
barstool, drinking a martini...lol
# 9...I WAS going to go out tonight...Kristianna wants me to go to
the Viper Room... should I dare step outside again? or
wait till the 14th... lolol
# 10 Yes, it was certainly one for the memoirs...lol the final cap was this... I
finally said nope, not
going back out there... went & got some organic Chinese food...rather had it
delivered...not
wanting to go back out there...lolol...anyway, I finished my meal, & cracked open
the
fortune cookie...it said..."Come back later...I am sleeping.(yes, even cookies
need their
sleep too!)... wow, Zen or what!? ;D

B !

YOU TELL ME? Anything "off" happen to you today? ;D

2006-01-10T05:35:00.000-08:00

PBBT!

2006-01-06T05:11:00.000-08:00

http://www.zoomquilt.org/

http://www.kirkshouse.com/

Boggle you say?...lol This are just too cool for school... where DOES she find this stuff?...LOLOLOLOL

2006-01-05T21:43:00.000-08:00

Happy 2006 everyone, sit back, take off your skippies, relax, enjoy, & expand your mind... hope that you will enjoy reading as much as I enjoy painting with words! There are lots of different pages, just click on the archives---> have fun!

B !

2006-01-05T21:01:00.000-08:00

Like so many before I make you
incorrigible
like so many before I saved you
for rapture in the deep
and so I saved myself
I take you to book
Heartbeat
from above
heart
beat from above
One in the box and one in the bush
I’m kneeling down to smoke the cross
If ever I needed satisfaction
If ever you’d go
the wrecks
then I’d open it up
and run right through the door
I'd run right through that door
The flowers of night
seek nothing
from the light
I was just fascinated
I was just mystified
Shamen Ra Gutta Hai Hai
Like so many before I crave you
Like so many before I play the wind up
beyond the life he leads
she's psychic sourcing off the grid
evolving & revolving ahead
in mass production now we're dreaming softly
Heartbeat
from above
Heart beat from above
star crossed evenings wherein we fly
open to anticipation
open to intrusion
if ever I needed satisfaction
and if ever then
you’d go the wrecks
then I’d open it up
and run right through the door I’d run right through that door
the flowers of night
seek nothing from the light
It was just enigmatic
I was just fascinated
Shamen Ra Gutta Hai Hai
Like so many before I invent you
like so many before I walk in tribes
that spread out in relief
so that I can reveal myself
Heartbeat
from above
Heart beat from above
Trans lux speed trials
build momentum fevers pitch
dark sweet taboos
of profoundly elegant devise
if ever I needed satisfaction
if ever then you’d go the wrecks
then I’d open it up
and run right through the door
the flowers of light
turn to roses in the night
I was just fascinated
I've become transfixed
Shamen Ra Gutta Hai Hai!
Like so many before I am obcession
like so many before I am cool growling
in ritual I am potentate
angel and devil
am I exhorcism or celebration of the bells?
I take you to learn
Heartbeat from above
Heart
beat from above
Twelve tolls
in motion alert around the clock
on a bed of belief
I kiss your head
incandescent in every measure
of everyday
if ever I needed satisfaction
and if ever you’d go the wrecks
then I’d open it up
THEN I’d open it up
and RUN right through the door
I’d run right through that door
the flowers of night
seek nothing from the light
I was just fascinated
I was just fascinated
Shamen Ra Gutta Hai Hai!

© Bri Whitney 2006

2005-12-03T03:30:00.000-08:00

Ip Gissa Gul!...lol (double click)

2005-11-29T23:51:00.000-08:00

Welcome! I hope that you'll enjoy your stay... ;D PLEASE remember to visit the ARCHIVE pages, as there is ALOT more here than just on this first page... Thank you for taking the time to see my blog, with all of the choices out there, you have lots of options! If you've enjoyed it here, please sign my guestbook, I'm always interested in your thoughts! YOu can also find my main photo page @ http://www.flickr.com/photos/kittentail23/

Best~ Bri !

2005-11-27T13:34:00.000-08:00

Dont forget to sign my guestbook if you've enjoyed my little diversion!...thank you! ;D

2005-11-26T22:26:00.000-08:00

You can enlarge any of the pics by double clicking on them... ;D This is definantly useful with at least one farther in!...lol you'll find it...*

Bri ! ~

2005-11-26T21:35:00.000-08:00

Today the hours linger with me...
floating
unconcious semiotic thought
like automatic writing
it seems mischieveous
playful, pearlescent...
I rarely practice détente when time replaces intuition,
though D'ebutante'ce seems comfortably numb...
As we nip, tuck, and finally felch
another denouement...
smoke spirals green around
narcisse noir yearnings,
encircled by fire
from some ancient Earth
or maybe a truth lit by ancestors,
danced round long ago
I arched
as I will always be
sister...
Terpsichore...
There is here
then...
now...
then again,
this burning
coak which
illuminates
my life
has barely grazed
this languidly
yawning
reflection...
upon reflection...
and so it falls
blissfully back
in fields of dreams
boxed and bound
within my vessel
grounded rhythmic
satorial chamber
embracing it's hidden heather
passionante
enigma of all tomorrow’s
dawn

© Bri Whitney 2005

2005-11-26T21:20:00.000-08:00

A Stitch in Time..... ;D

2005-11-26T21:11:00.000-08:00

The orange leaf is symbolic of many things...Lying mid~way between yellow & red, orange is the most actinic colour. As well, lying mid~way between celestial gold, and cythonian red, the primary symbolism if the colour is that of the point of balance between the spirit, and the libido...However, this balance tends to be upset in one direction or the other, so that orange may become the revelation of divine love, or the emblem of lust.
I write this to those who have touched me, for you are both a revelation of divine love AND lust... I am grateful to know you and have you in my life as we continue to build a history with each other...
From the deepest chambers of my heart... much much love... ;D

2005-11-10T10:29:00.000-08:00

K, LOL due to popular demand, I guess I'll add a pic of me & friends monthly along with the op~ed. The Button down mind strikes back! ... ;D Hope that you will enjoy the view...Double click the pics to enlarge... ;D Even Carrie Bradshaw just might give em' the dish...lol ~ B !

2005-11-09T06:10:00.000-08:00

Kudo's to my gal pal & sis G~Spot for sharing this with me... it's so LOL hilarious! I'm still giggling... ;D Hope you all enjoy it too!

Here's a prime example of "Men Are From Mars, Women
Are From Venus" offered by an English professor:

The professor told his class one day: "Today we will
experiment with a new form called the tandem story.
The process is simple. Each person will pair off with
the person sitting to his or her immediate right. As
homework tonight, one of you will write the first
paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your
partner that paragraph and send another copy to me.
The partner will read the first paragraph and then add
another paragraph to the story and send it back, also
sending another copy to me.

"The first person will then add a third paragraph, and
so on back-and-forth. Remember to re-read what has
been written each time in order to keep the story
coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside
of the e-mails and anything you wish to say must be
written in the e-mail. The story is over when both
agree a conclusion has been reached."

The following was actually turned in by two of his
English students, Rebecca and Gary.

THE STORY:

(first paragraph by Rebecca)
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she
wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite
for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much
of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he
liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all
costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was
suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her
asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out
of the question.

(second paragraph by Gary)
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the
attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more
important things to think about than the neuroses of
an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom
he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S.
Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his
transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established.
No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could
sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere
and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The
jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his
seat and across the cockpit.

(Rebecca)
He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but
not before he felt one last pang of regret for
psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had
feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its
pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of
Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing
War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper
one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and
bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her
youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and
carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to
distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all
the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose
one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered
wistfully.

(Gary)
Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds
to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the
Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its
lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy
peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace
Disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth
a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who
were determined to destroy the human race. Within two
hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian
ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough
firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one
to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical
plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the
atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret
mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off
the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive
explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.

(Rebecca)
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of
literature. My writing partner is a violent,
chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.

(Gary)
Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered
tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the
literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I have
chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of
F_KING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an air
headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele
novels!"

(Rebecca)
Asshole.

(Gary)
Bitch

(Rebecca)
F__K YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!

(Gary)
Go drink some tea - whore.

(TEACHER)
A+ - I really liked this one.

2005-11-05T20:06:00.000-08:00

ODD, but my entire blog isn't in the view...to get to the parts that arent showing, click the different months in the ARCHIVES section which will bring you to the different pages...happy head scratching...lol Bri !

2005-11-05T16:09:00.000-08:00

Excited states no quarter
bold and brazen flight
shake the body
pulse
tonight
another risk
another danger
that you find
you must take up
it gives it's pleasure to you
you never seem to march farther
along it's length
and leave no trace
towards journeys end
the hammer swings
in space
what's your name child
what IS your name?
it never leaves
ancient animal without fear
things happen
things happen to you...
Of flight again flight
strangers wait in line
strangers walk
in time
each together alone possessed
with the distance
between their feet
they spread their legs apart
and measure the distance
of each other
and every other determined stretch
of straining muscle...
as each split second
determines
your condition
it discovers your attack
LISTEN!
if you hesitate
things happen...
things happen to you
A blanket of security to keep you warm
in deepest seduction
lies your goal
our hands and our feet
are tied
to the plow
we're weak
and we're spinning...
Straing muscle what's your name
who completes the wheel?
excited states no quarter
blown away flight
shake the body
pulse tonight
another risk another danger
that you find you MUST take up
it gives it's pleasure to you...
It gives it's pleasure
to you
towards journey's end
when the pendulum's arc
swings back
in space
what's your name?
what IS your name?
Staring still determines your condition
it discovers your attack
LISTEN!
DON'T HESITATE
things happen
Things happen to you
things happen to you
things happen to you

(© Bri Whitney)

2005-11-02T23:54:00.000-08:00

V. I . T . R . I . O . L

Vista Interiora Terrae Rectificando Invenies Occultum Lapidem

Or

Visit the greatest depths of the soul, look into yourself to know intimately the true nature of the human condition, closing ourselves in the secret laboratory of our being, within our Philosophic Egg hermetically shut, rectifying, distilling, separating the thin from the thick, to find out the hidden stone that encompasses the true self.

This is my wish for us all, for it’s symbolism reaches many depths, whether it be alchemy, or the human spirit, it’s message is the same... to bring forth the transformational power of light, or the energy that only you behold...

SO, may this month be for you all one of bright light, love, serenity, and prosperity...;D

I could come to light
against your reasons for sanity
or your acumen toward inchoate wavering
but instead I come only to bring you
the deepest love I have.

I am with you and this is mine
against into the wind that tries
to turn my flesh out
into the night
at nightmare speeds
we choose to lie like cats in depth
in this skin ocean
in this skin
black box
which is to know that night turns day
on down the line
and oh...
it’s only water
it’s only a hurricane
and you push yourself into the river
hurry, hurry
it’s only water
or is it flame
out over the dam
and oh
the water acts
as if in whispers
and the fire may carry
me away
to wash my service
in this skin ocean
in this black box
but I love you
If I could only come to light
against the reasons for my sanity
or for the reasons
which I can find in spades
to explore the depths
of my duality
Instead I am come
to bring your phoenix
immolation
this fire
will burn forever
my heart beats so indiscreetly
between the jaws of life
a little fast sometimes...
I’d be afraid if it didn’t
I’d be alone in my own trench
I’d be afraid if it didn’t pulse
in this ocean of skin.
we are the anatomy
of our fear
we are the autonomy
of our desire
I am with you and this is mine
I hold congress
show me what I need to love blind
without coming in
or leaving out
we’re staring still in the road again
auto-de-fe
felo-de-se
I’m cutting deep lines
in the calm
of my fear
and I’m spilling seeds now like
half machine
and I’m searching for treasure
and I’m seeking the truth
in this skin
in this endless ocean
I see you standing here on the road
with me
you passed so close
you seem so close
flow
it’s only water
it’s only life
and we glow in it’s presence
so you push yourself
into the river
hurry, hurry
it’s only water
it’s only vitriol fire
out over the dam
and oh
the hurricane acts
as if in whispers
and the fire may carry
me away
to wash my service
in this skin
black box
but I love you
I am with you and this is mine
slotted into the dream
we are often
we can be a little more today
and still tomorrow
completely one at one time
completely one if only
for a moment
you’re still salt
the children
of the evolving mind
kiss the blood
from the hands of a mystery
and oh, it’s only the water of life
it’s only a hurricane
so you push yourself out into the river
hurry,hurry
the sun rises out
over the dam
and the water joins hands
with the fire
I lose the illusion, and they carry me away
to wash my service in this skin ocean
in this skin black box
but I love you

(© 2005 Bri Whitney)

2005-11-02T16:14:00.000-08:00

LOL Here's a still from the Jib Jab thingy...lol you can find me in the second row on the right...pretty goofy, right...lolol!!! PSST...
DOUBLE CLICK on the pic to make it bigger... ;D

2005-10-12T05:34:00.000-07:00

HA! Again, too funny, The www.jibjab animation that I'm in "Big Box Mart" (see below) is going to be premiered on The Tonight Show with Jay Leno on Thursday Oct. 13... HAHAHAHAHA! National Velvet ! Now, I've got to figure out how that darn Tivo works...lol ;D The boys at JibJab have prolly' butchered everybody, so this should be quite amusing... ;D Tell me if you saw it!...oops! I've missed the darn bus...DRAT! lol

2005-10-11T11:50:00.000-07:00

OK! Something happened to my profile pic URL...working on that fix...in the meantime, here's a couple of pix of that dumb blonde, just so you know who's responsible for this trainwreck...lol More coming from Sex & the City my way soon... ;D Stay tuned! ~ B !

2005-10-04T17:23:00.000-07:00

LOL! This is going to be too funny! I've been selected to be one of dozens of talking heads in the new animated feature / satire coming to a monitor near you I think on Oct. 15th @ http://www.jibjab.com

I 'm such a goofy girl, this is going to be hilarious & priceless... ;D

Hope we all get a good laugh out of it...wink wink!

I sure will anyway!

It won't be the first time I've been in the funny pictures, but it's been several years...

I had some sucess in the industry when I was much younger...(psst...I'm timeless...lol)
with visibility in Desperately seeking Susan, After Hours, Mephisto Waltz & Liquid Sky...

It's a New York thing... the city is the stage, and I change hats alot...!!! ;D

2005-09-01T17:23:00.000-07:00

I take a look in your eyes
smile with my heart
come on
baby
this isn't sometimes
this isn't maybe
this is always
for real
in love
we can visit the stars
beginning right now
our world's outer space
starting tonight
till forever we might
this isn't maybe
this is always
why don't we fly to the moon
make love on mars
I'm flying high
baby
our world's outer space
for real
this time
this isn't sometimes
this is always
I
think
I've lost control
I'm out of control
now that we flow
our kiss is the sky
heavens delight
we'll do it on mars
take a look in my eyes
why don't we dance through the stars
inhale northern lights
c'mon
baby
this spaceship's waiting for you
I think now
I've lost control
I'm flying so fast
flying too fast
when I look in your eyes
you're beautiful eyes
aquarian cool
our breath is entwined
rising high in the air
why don't we do it on mars
this isn't maybe
this is always
in love
for real
we'll kiss the stars good nite
baby
I need
the stars and moon
c'mon
the spaceship's waiting for you... ;D

© Bri Whitney 2005

2005-08-19T11:43:00.000-07:00

Never let life rain on your parade... :D @@>^•.-^<§@,¸¸,ø°

2005-08-02T23:20:00.000-07:00

Cat Can't Make it in the City...tsk... @@>^•.-^<§@,¸¸,ø°

2005-08-02T01:33:00.001-07:00

The Rules for Being Human

1. You will receive a body.
You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for the entire period
of this time around.
2. You will learn lessons.
You are enrolled in a full time informal school called Life. each
day, you will have the opportunity to learn lessons. You may like
the lessons, or think them irrelevant and stupid.
3. There are no mistakes, only lessons.
Growth is a process of trial and error. Experimentation.
The“failed” experiments are as much a part of the process as the
the experiment that ultimately “works”.
4. A lesson is repeated until learned.
A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have
learned it. when you have learned it, you can then go on to the
next lesson.
5. Learning lessons does not end.
There is no part of life that does not contain it’s lessons. If you are
alive, there are lessons to be learned.
6. “There “is no better than “here”.
When your “there’ has become a “here”, you will recieve another
“there” that will again look better than “here”.
7. Others are merely mirrors of you.
You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it
it reflects something that you love or hate about yourself.
8. What you make of your life is up to you.
you have all the tools and resources that you need.
What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.
9. Your answers lie inside you.
All you have to do is look, listen, and trust.
10. You will forget all this.
11. You can remember it whenever you want.

2005-08-02T01:33:00.000-07:00

The Thermodynamics of Hell

The following is an actual exam question given on a
University of Washington chemistry mid term.

The answer by one student
was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the
Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of
enjoying it
as well.

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or
endothermic (absorbs heat)?

Most of the students wrote proofs of their
beliefs using Boyle's Law, (gas cools off when it expands and heats up
when it is compressed) or some variant.

One student, however, wrote the
following:

"First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in
time. So we need to know the rate that souls are moving in to Hell and
the rate they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul
gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how
many souls are entering Hell, lets look at the different religions that exist in
the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of
their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there are more than one of these
religions and you do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that
most souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the
number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.

Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order
for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.

This gives two possibilities:

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls
enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase
until all Hell breaks loose.

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the
increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop
until Hell freezes over. So which is it?
If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year, "...that it will be a cold day in Hell
before I sleep with you.", and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded
in having that event take place, then, #2 cannot be true, and thus I am
sure that Hell is exothermic and will not freeze."

**The student received the only "A" given

2005-08-02T01:26:00.000-07:00

11/4//04

OK! UNLADYLIKE...I realize that this is not especially appropriate for me to use this forum as my personal pundit Blog, but just for today I'm going to go off on a little rant, as I've worked really hard for change in this countries political landscape, doing a somewhat merciless weekly political satire cable access show, and things like the 900 coffin march past the RNC. That was me & friends behind that statement. Hey, it's a free country, isn't it. RIGHT? Today I woke up and looked at the digital clock.. it said 9:11. How ironic I thought, me who watched live from my rooftop the 2nd plane slam into the World Trade Center about 1 mile away. It scared the bejesus out of me like the rest of the world, possibly even more than most, as I was there at Ground Zero 2 days after the horrorshow doing what I could to help. 3 years later, and many, many more dead in a sensless war authored, signed and delivered by a madman and his even darker walrus, we elect said same monster (Cheney) and his hand puppet Bush, and become even more polarized around the globe, except where an arsehole loves an asshole, if you know what I mean there, I'm sure that you do, and will invariably see for sure our civil liberties stripmined as Bush and his pumped up army of jingoistic right wing bible thumpers appoint Scallea versions 2, 3, & 4, and raise their own collective corporate swastika overshadowing the majority of the public domain, blotting out you're sun. This election has weakened my faith in America. Big time. Mad you say? You bet. Ashamed to have to call myself an American. Possibly. We as a country did just what Osama wanted, to isolate us even more so throughout the globe, a result of a miscalculated national sense of invincability, our own headlong abandon as global pit bull snarling down the bloodline and it's link to the "righteous" cesspool that is organized religion, giving himself even more self proclaimed authority to recruit more zealots to his bidding. Mark my words, he is going to go down in history as a pivotal figure not unlike Hitler. Increased death & war are now what we face as a nation, and most probably, the national centers of openmindedness will take the hit again for gun loving, homophobic, racist,non secular revisionist assholes, of which it seems we harbor far in a way the greater half, more than our share, apparently. Historically it happens over & over. As example, in WWII, Berlin, arguably at the time the European equivilant of NYC took the biggest hit in the endrun, where Weimar German society AKA Berlin hid the MOST jews, maintained an OPENESS to homosexuality, drag, art , cabaret, music, literature, science and philosophy. Bombed into rubble. All resulting from ONE agressive Bavarian's puritanical will to power. Smells like mean spirit. It's always those scared bordertown reactionaries that kick incessintly at the collective groin of culture... I get scared still sometimes living in NYC, I am within the inner ring of a nuclear blast. but it's the only society here that is wonderfully global. I wish like the Quebecoise tried, and continue to promote, that this city could seceed from the US, and become the one world country that it can be said welcomes all, and is all that and a bag of chips. Maybe as the Taco Bell blipvert suggests: HEAD FOR THE BORDER! Yes,I AM a bit stressed, as I have worked very hard for several years now for a more equitable society. I lived in Europe once upon a time, in a beautiful place where it was OK to wear a skirt without much notice (Scotland) and everytime that America made a stupid call, the collective eyes of Europe would roll, and I would get blamed for the trouble brought on by bad leadership and poor decisions just by being American, and would have to defend the difference between politics & populace. If I could return there, and maintain a reasonable living, I would go in a heartbeat. Incredible that we have the biggest federal deficit in history, record unemployment, a faltering economy that sees us being outgunned economically by more realistic workers globally, big business like Haliburtan & Enron laughing & thumbing their noses at YOU, Outright lies being spoonfed to a nation co-opted into war with no recourse except to see their hard earned dollars being blown up instead of helping the people of this country, and the laundry list goes on & on... I guess that education just ain't selling this year..........it's all such a fucking windup!
I hope that one day this population will wake up and smell the coffee, and that it won't take 1, 2, 3, or more disasterous examples to bring forth the collective unconcious to a state desiring peace and friendship with all peoples. We really have alot to learn, and a long, long way to go. This lesson is going to be repeated until we do. Our gift of privilage is taken too lightly, so it seems... unbelievable, really.
As for this site, I'm glad that it's here, and that it remains a haven for meeting likeminded individuals. United we stand, divided we fall. To that end, I would say to those who deliberately dish bad marks to fellow sisters either from jealousy, low self esteem, or whatever petty & vindictively trite reason, possibly you can't seem to lift yourself out of the generality of mindless bog standard and frivilous writer's block, go take a course. get some respect, some help, or whatever. I hear this complaint plenty from alot of girls, and I felt that as long as I'm ranting about the former, I might just as well air those panties as well while I'm at it for those who won't say it in this venue. I am very glad for meeting some extreemly smart, genuine & wonderful people here, and I hope that continues. We can and should be supportive of each other, soon they will be coming for you're internet too. Anyway, I'll stop here, and leave this up for a day or two, after that, it's business as usual. Anyone with any thoughts are very welcome to email me. As for now though, my darlings, peace be the journey. Bri

2005-08-02T01:25:00.000-07:00

Bri Whitney is an optimist and writer of accidental truths, fiction, blatent lies, amusing insites, IM ping pong, possible futures, close encounters, dangerous liaisons, political hurling, truth, justice, thoughtful commentary, provocative prose on the human condition, studied insult, and uniquely remains a resonant derelict of dialect!
Sometimes she looks like what you will find on her 9 UR pages.
She is too fat, ugly, unrepentant, puckish, and has tried to live a life full of curiosity, exploration & wonder, and is probably doing something right now that you wouldn’t…lol
She is very generous, and has a big heart with love & respect for all her sisters. She likes to give hope & help in anyway she can. What she likes best is to laugh & make real friends!
She makes her home in New York City though can be found here in what is most probably the greatest concentration of sarcasm in the known universe!...;D

Thank you all for stopping in, I hope that it was worth a few minutes of you’re time, and hope to see ya again! ~ B ! ~

2005-08-02T01:22:00.000-07:00

There is an unspoken
something that hides
deep within, something
that we cannot wholly explain
something that perhaps
defies even our words
at least as we know & speak them.
A certain undefineable
something we may never understand,
fully be able to touch,
to hold
to posess.
But it surely is there.
Somewhere.
We need not search longingly for it.
Everything will be alright.
It is in the cracks in the pavement
that pass unnoticed
beneath our feet
along this journey.
It is there
in the watermarks
that stain the walls
of unsung songs
and quiet hearts.
It is what the birds
overheard singing
softly to themselves
down still backgardens
and hidden city lanes
as the sun
strips the sky of clouds
and a child plays
happily with her old toys
It is, WE ARE,
and a word is merely
a word at the end of it all,
where my kiss
rides the wind
to rest on you're lips
everything will be alright tomorrow...

© Bri Whitney 2005

2005-08-02T01:17:00.000-07:00

Over the top
In velvet liquid
action
of figures
aqualine
alien smooth in flight
overground
smile of mine tonight
growing thick
growing ripe
danger! Danger!
Luscious silk in chaos
Rhythm collision
Not living in time
It’s broken away
Hey! Hey!
I’m burned to the ground
Burned to the ground
So much finer
Moving through the garden
I come in piles
I’m coming in piles
Of spilled skull sex ink
Savage chrysalis
Voodoo queen
You are fed
You are fed
Healing from my open fist
You’re rhythm is like a narcotic
You shock
The leather priest
I am just seduction in the mood for you…
Rhythm collision
As the name implies
Is a structure comprised
of bodies
bent
the cirque unfolds
open now
I will have you
To use you’re hunger
close pressed
against my own
compulsive, indiscreet
administration of random hold
on the accidental, incidental
it’s potential for chance operation
is much greater
for the coiled ones involved
although the simpliest plans
present very few problems
the reletive discharge
can undergo extremely convoluted developments
under the innocent gaze
of anonymous plans
The flight is the same
pain & pleasure
The combination of ideals
Which are joined
gives the structure
great versatility
consumption,
can be forged
into it’s respective shape
as long as there is a common
intersection, line or seam
along which the travelers
align closely, carefully exit
and meet.
The form potential
Of the Rhythm Collision
Gives us great latitude
For making diversities
Instinctual, more primal
As they hover above
Float below
The cervix
But as the bodies heat up
Still in a relatively flexible state
Achievement is made
In the valley of dolls…
Over the top
out on a rail
boneshaker
she starts fires all night long
in check
out
in
out
check out
rotate… release me
please
rotate…release me
up on a ledge
we’re over the edge…
while under my grin
hairs prick
the mind devises
reason for certain
unknown treasure
unheard before
I shudder thin lines
Inside you’re eyes
and smile
for
The Maha still
lying still flush
burning & bright
lying still
nocturnal & ligthe
naked on shafts
that hurl up
smoking legs
behind the lines
in bloodrose beds
rip
cool, spread
woman & man
ever singing milk
of quintessence
beauty on edge
we now engage
our safe kept art
each portrays the other’s
penetration
connection
bright livid thrust of sunlight
speeding stare
of feral slithers
spurring then
boots & spurs of Pan
Breath of Panic
Father of Skin
Whose dancing, soul heated
Children
laughing children
cleaving red
this call turns the world
over & over
over & over
Rhythm Collision
Over & over
Rhyrhm Collision
I am just seduction
In the mood for you
I Am just SEdUctIOn
In thE MOoD fOr YoU
I aM JUST seDuction
IN tHE mooD For YOU
I AM JUST SEDUCTION
IN THE MOOD FOR YOU

© Bri Whitney 2005

2005-08-02T01:16:00.000-07:00

As day breaks, night heals
impassioned lips
head all fire
to each
crossing.... the line
we swim up
flexible penetration
of the new mind
wider than Blue
deeper than sky
I am for YOU
alone relax
and then I strobe
tonight
we entwine
out of control
in love
I chase you
in the arbor
obsessive desire
we share
imagination, controversy
bourne aloft on wings
conjoined in lure
and are widespread
the hunger.....smoke rises
essence of fever
in wicked pleasure
we are
well charged
not living in time
I soon come for you
Creation Rebel
a fix spiked blue hot
in potion of
cool growlings
you seduce me
from the dawn
of my first home
and I am become translux
we are One
skanking moon
full of star
new bold tantric
incarnations of YONI
anthems of the sun are sung
in OUR house
I hunt with you lioness
on a single track
in an ancient tongue
of our own design
we lead and recede
bait and switch
then
I am your only
and now you are Mine
rough and whimper
so much grace
displacing Earth
in the garden
we touch....fingers clasp
behind the lace curtain
and arch
again ...... and again
We have become
One
outstretched journey
into the deep
held close
as each moment
landslides
into the next
caress
we dance Les Tours
the ceiling blown open
and mark to each
territory
inside the pipes of Beau Jeloued (Pan)
breathe .....
feel the embrace of secret treaties
two goats skitter and frisk away
twenty three by three
and five
the human touch
woven in kismet
head in
beyond head
this is the beginning
of fortune
found treasures
of strange luck
it's obvious
and stream flows
I am Will smiling
to Your own
and lift you up
beyond logic
beyond conclusion
we are to be a legend
whispered in the wind
come together
brilliant festival of the Sheppard's bells
the way it flys
extacy
elixurial delight
next to you
plunge between and flail still air
giving head
eccentrically laid
secret first magic
all across the universe
You are last
You are first
we are an explosion
communion of tribes
swept away
beyond the infinite beat
into tomorrow's tomorrow
and we kiss........................

© Bri Whitney 2005

2005-08-02T01:13:00.000-07:00

As the lights of the city begin to soften
I stand outstretched across the water's edge
and hear you breathing a whisper
a secret to share around my tongue,
my lips wanting to part
the distance between us, but for one tender kiss
this night would I long to hold it still forever
To know of your mystery, your slender form to
encircle
and i find you without seeing
everything within all possibility
and you unfold to widen our congress
our company flows
This night, consentious
you surround me
as you always have, with your presence
at it's fullest power, you are the one,
I feel this essence of felicity
I feel we are moving shadows into light
I see your passion move beneath me
I am your heart dancing above
our instinct on the rise
to fill these hidden desires
You surround me and I make you come
find me again and again
this night of tantra
aum ah hum
the shadows softly shifting
I am with you inside
of these moments...
tonight
in the garden we plant
a rose
to bloom
across the water's edge....

© Bri Whitney 2005