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If I don't post back right away, it's not because I don't want to. I just can't seem to log on........ XO |
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Don't give up....NEVER~! |
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....was that you? Every so often i am consumed with needing to see that document. Anyway, you're neat ;) |
wisper, yeah that was me. haha i had forgotten that but i think i still have it. it would be a bit outdated by now! and thanks. you are neat too. you know what V? I think you may be right. I am doing okay. I am still at college, still in VT. When was I last here? Hmm... well in the last few years I have kept studying on and off, worked on organic farms in PA and Ecuador, lived in the jungle, saw 3 poisonous snakes (apart from zoos), consumed countless pb+j sandwiches, and made many wonderful friendships. I fell in love for the first time in November. That was a wonderful time. My most recent life-changing event though was less wonderful. I became pregnant and had an abortion. I am still dealing with that. It is hard. I am currently in school and that is where I want to be. I am scheduled to graduate next february. I want a baby but know better than to go and get pregant again to try and replace the one that is gone now. I am trying to heal and become stronger. I don't know that I planned to tell all that but there aren't so many people I talk to about it in real life and sometimes I just need to say it to help me process it. i hope you all are healthy and happy. love, Ophelia |
I missed you. Stay and tell us more about your adventures. |
you ladies make me feel warm and fuzzy. i will stick around for a while and lurk anyways... is pez still around? seems like i remember a lot of names that i don't on the threads. |
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yes, pez is still around. |
The other snakes were in the jungle. The first dangerous snake I saw was the most magical one. It was bright red. Lipstick, fire-engine, dangerous red. And beautiful. Its 3-foot long body was wrapped around the banister on the porch of our cabin, moving very slowly, and I walked by it twice without seeing it. Shadows and patterns of light in the jungle do that. When I saw it, I was startled. I couldn't stop looking at it. I was really entranced by the beauty. It looked so calm but so dangerous. After a while I did tear myself away to get my camera, but the pictures did not come out. Even though there was some fear in what was captivating about it, my overwhelming sense was beauty not danger. I didn't get scared until I was thinking about it later, after C got back to the camp and his mother sent him up to go and kill it with his machete. I realized maybe I should have been more worried if it was dangerous enough to kill. That night I participated in an ayahuasca ritual and saw anacondas circling the cabin and protecting it. Later on, I had much more fear associated with the snakes in the jungle. Anacondas that I saw in later rituals were also power figures, but more as judges and guides than guardians. The next snake was the 5-6 foot boa I mentioned. C and I and his mom and little sister hiked into their community in the jungle two days before Christmas and were cleaning up the house, which they hadn't been to for a few months. The boa was under a mattress in one of the bedrooms. I was standing at an angle where I couldn't see what he and his mother had uncovered, but I could see their alarm. They were speaking in Quichua, and backing out of the room, but I asked what was going on so they told me in Spanish that there was a boa. His mom and I waited in the kitchen while he went back with machete and killed the boa. All of the snakes in this story end with machetes. The third snake. This one was little, but also poisonous. We were doing some work on the tourist cabins, ripping up an old walkway to re-use the wood in a new cabin. I picked up a log and there was a snake under it. I was surprised, jumped back, almost dropped the log back onto it. That would have gotten it mad, I should think. I told C and (big surprise) he got his machete. He told me afterward it was poisonous. Later in the jungle, when I was sick, I got paranoid about anacondas when walking around at night, especially when crossing the river. I had crossed this river many times without being afraid. Some nights I was certain there were huge anacondas stalking me. I shouldn't have watched that idiotic movie! I did hold an anaconda in a zoo. It was definately big enough to kill a human but not really big enough to want to. And it was well-fed. But really, they are powerful and frightening and awe-inspiring animals. |
still around, mostly lurking. there was a period of time where i didn't even visit for some months and then slooooowly began posting under a new name. i think someone thought i was cyst? i i i i i i i i...... haven't posted significantly for a long time. time to change that, waiting for my bedsheets to dry. |
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as you post so young.So tell this ,to v,you are not 39,is joke to v,da? |
i know that snaky fruity smell. i smelled it in this cave by a river where i was told an anaconda lived... (s)he wasn't home at the time though. hi pez! |