sweet.

thank you!! so do you!!

lotsa love,
ann

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From: Jimmy Ska
Date: Apr 5, 2008 12:30 PM

You rock Ann.

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From: Ann
Date: Apr 5, 2008 12:23 PM

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From: Tomaz Cervantes Photography
Date: Apr 5, 2008 7:56 AM


I couldnt have put it better myself.........

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From: Ann
Date: Apr 5, 2008 12:46 AM


www.scientology.org

i don’t care what the media says, or what "people" think.







im not in this for that. i really don’t care.... but i love life. i love winning. i love survival. and always will.







this civilization is at/is coming to a major turning point.







there are many things at work right now.







i love wisdom.







i love philososhy.







i love solutions.







i love answers-

to questions that man has pondered over for millenia.







i don’t care about the media.







i continue!

we continue!


im not here to promote or sell anything other than maintain my own integrity,

that’s all i can do now.







to be who i am and what i beleive.







i am not defending

there is no need for that

i am not enforcing

there is no need for that either

this world needs positive answers

to long unending problems

much awareness has already been spread,

mankind has been searching for eons for answers to his problems


truth wins, truth works,

many things work in this society,

it is progressing at a very fast rate,

some seek answers to questions and are given false answers from false data,

which have accumulated over many generations.







their intentions are beneficial but their sources are not

truth produces results, and workable solutions,

it will continue to be attacked for a long time

but continues to be

the only practical technology that works.








i apologize if i have offended anyone.







i apologize if this seems esoteric or "too exclusive" or "not mainstream think"

it’s not meant to be

i am a human being, and i have freedom of expression

as part of my human rights.







i am what i am.








peace and love,
annie.

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Reality (Agreement)

"For our purposes, the lowest common denominator of reality could be called, then, agreement. If you and I both agree that we are gazing at an automobile, that that automobile has reality for us. If another person comes forward and says that it is not an automobile but a barrel of olives, then you and I are apt to suppose him crazy. Majority opinion rules where reality is concerned. Those who do not agree with the majority are commonly pronounced insane or are exiled. And thus we have a sort of continuous natural selection which gives us a social order that has agreed upon certain definite realities. Anyone who seeks to alter those realities in any way is attacked unless the strength and force of his reason are such that they carry into the minds of men a new reality on which those men can agree.

There are actually two kinds of reality. There is the reality which can be sensed, measured, and experienced in the physical universe. This MEST [definition: matter, energy, space and time] reality is so thoroughly constructed into a human being genetically and is so uncompromisingly consistent in its behavior that Man finds it unwieldy and so works, as in the science of physics, to discover certain natural regularities of behavior of the physical universe. When new data about the physical universe is discovered to compare favorably with what the current age is accustomed to sense, measure or experience, a high order of agreement is attained.

A second type of reality is postulated reality, which is brought into being by creative or destructive imagination. This reality borders over into the still unexplored field of aesthetics. There are men, usually in the fields of the arts and philosophy, who postulate new realties for the social order. Social orders progress or decline in ratio to the number of new realities which are postulated by men of imagination. Social orders are normally very conservative and seek to hold hard to old realities. The reason for this is a simple one. In the absence of wide communication networks by which new realities can be generally offered, it takes considerable time for the new reality to become known. Indeed, a new reality postulated by some individual becomes known in direct ratio to the velocity and magnitude of the idea. There undoubtedly exists a formula for the speed and advance of ideas. For example, a man named Ibsen, by writing a few plays, wildly altered, single-handedly, the entire cultural aspect of Scandinavia within a few years. Ideas and not battles mark the forward progress of Mankind. Individuals and not masses form the culture of the race. On a lesser scale, actors and other artists work continually to give tomorrow a new form. Hollywood makes a picture which strikes the public fancy and tomorrow we have girls made up like a star, walking along the streets of the small towns of America. A Hollywood interior decorator dresses a set which takes the eye of the American audience and tomorrow that set is seen as the apartments of Miami Beach and other resorts. A culture is as rich and as capable of surviving as it has imaginative artists, skilled men of science, a high ethic level, workable government, land and resources, in about that order of importance.

One might postulate two more realities. The first is that of the Supreme Being. No culture in the history of the world, save the thoroughly depraved and expiring ones, has failed to affirm the existence of a Supreme Being. It is an empirical observation that men without a strong and lasting faith in a Supreme Being are less capable, less ethical and less valuable to themselves and society. A government wishing to deprave its people to the point where they will accept the most perfidious and rotten acts, abolishes first the concept of God. And in the wake of that, destroys the family with Free Love, the intellectual with police-enforced idiocies, and so reduces a whole population to an estate somewhat below that of dogs. A man without an abiding faith is, by observation alone, more of a thing than a man. Modern science, producing weapons for the annihilation of men, women and children in wholesale lots, has solidly run itself aground on the reef of godlessness. Modern science has gone so far as to advocate the rise of Man from mud and clay alone, has denied to him even a semblance of a soul and so has not only solved none of the problems of the humanities, but has aided and abetted a godless, totalitarian government which seeks nothing less that the engulfment and enslavement of all men and the extinguishment of every spark of decency in the breast of every human being. These two tracks which have led away from the affirmation of the existence of a Supreme Being (modern science and totalitarianism) are both bringing Man into a machinelike state of being, where the ideal has become a lump of muscle, greasy with sweat, or a grimy mechanic serving a howling monster of steel. The arts, the humanities and the decencies are fallen away from until they are like tiny stars shining across a great, black void.The abandonment of the admission of a Supreme Being, as a reality intimate to the life of Man, makes prostitution the ideal conduct of a woman, perfidy and betrayal the highest ethic level attainable by a man, and obliteration by treachery, bomb and gun the highest goal attainable by a culture. Thus, there is no great argument about the reality of a Supreme Being, since one sees in the failure to countenance that reality, a slimy and loathsome trail downward into the most vicious depths."


- L. Ron Hubbard, "Science of Survival", Chapter 15 "Reality (Agreement)".








I've been studying this material. It's lots of fun. :)



Currently listening: "All I Need" - Radiohead / In Rainbows

8:34 AM - 89 Comments - 0 Kudos

picturessss

ooold pictures from way back in the day.... ok?

omigahhh!

my Dad and I when I was 14:

Dree Batley, Ashleigh Hall, and Athena Singer and I back in the day at Ashleigh's b-day party in Huntington Beach!

looooong time ago:

Aged 15 in High School in Australia (Oak Flats):

this is me flying on the back of a dragon:

hehe.

my 25th birthdayyy at BB:

mark from polaroid scene, haha.

this is a really gross picture of me but im putting it in anyways...

ugly photos of me, Dree looks cute:

my ex room mates from 2 years ago pretending to be cool:

where it all started:

i used to have this recurring dream as a child that my mother was trying to get me to walk through a wall of fire, and she kept telling me to just trust her and that it wouldn't hurt. i had that dream over and over and over from the time i was about 4 til about 9. i made a digital image of it a few years ago.

a photo i took of my good friend JJ:

NO! Don't do it Annie!!!! Ba-a-a-a-a-d!! But I want to show off my.. ?

this lovely girl was my dancing partner back in our hayday... awww.

on the count of three raise your left arm!

and we were photo-op-in-the-car partners

hahahahhahahhahah:>

annie does the black thing...

and one of my old friends... kelly,,, did the red thing....

w-w-w-w-w-w0w?

i often felt like the odd one out even when others thought that i'm part of "the group"!

well sometimes.

we're all just characters in a storybook really, or up on stage.

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beauty

children laughing

water falls

vintage frocks

small whispers of great things

wind in the leaves

excitement

thrills

laughter

foggy stoney bridges

black and white

mountain climbing

sunlight waving at me

girly giggles

best friends

family

a good song felt to the core

that's it for now.

8:24 AM - 89 Comments - 8 Kudos - Add Comment

shells

Shell pieces falling away,

falsities cast away falling off the outer shell,

Light cascading through,

shining through a brighter you,

Darkness ruled your world

now it's ok to let the light come in,

You were fooled,

the darkness does not love you…

But yet you love it, and it traps you...

This new light is not

the sparkling manmade light

of other trickeries,

But purely

The light

that is you.

Can it still be there?

Is it not gone forever, can I get it back?

Oh, I once knew.

Yes, we will answer all your questions –

Yes you will see what's true

And yes, it shall free you,

And you will laugh with such freedom of spirit,

Such happy golden tears of long forgotten joy.

3:06 PM - 89 Comments - 6 Kudos - Add Comment

blawg

******

can you say narcissistic? just a tad.
































































the "real" me, tehe:

10:35 AM - 89 Comments - 8 Kudos - Add Comment

Shh.

You've come a long way, baby. <3

I think he's in love with me. o_0

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prose

Some mindless prose... 2003.

My private thoughts escape my mind into written words.
Endless grappling for words no more and my mind travels
through a portal of never ending fantasy of no tomorrows and no time.
Privately I write in silence for my thoughts are only mine.
No dude with space and time and body
except those with tremendous force and spirit
can duplicate my concepts exactly.
Standing in the sunshine letting the rain wash down my face
I stare across the landscape of forever and a day
and no where does the rainbow end except at my heart
You who stood there so strong there in the sunlight
and who gave me more light that was my own
now no longer
there and
I stand on my own trying
to find the rainbow again
and find it
I must
unless I die
and that cannot escape eternity
for this is the chance to push through
and rise above
that which points towards succumb.
Do as I must and see what be there,
do as I trust and be what I care for,
I die when I try to win but die if I must to fight back
and win this race to survive and strive for the best
because it's what it takes to win this in forever and a day.
Hold strong to truth and ambition and integrity and it will be my sheild and lead the way.

No more is the melody of sweet Neptune,
sit here I am alone but not forever and only in time,
no more is the sweet dusk full of serenades but
full of swallowed pride and swallowed dust.
I was wrong but I am strong and I sing along
and not for long will be
the spirit encrusted in it's outer shell but
bursting with freedom and energy so far that many lands can see it.

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