Hello, I am back!!!

Discussion in 'Introductions' started by Rhaven Blaack, Dec 13, 2015.

  1. Glad to see you back, even if we haven't always gotten along. Past is past, welcome home!

  2. Rhaven Blaack

    Rhaven Blaack ADMINISTRATOR Administrator

    You are right the past is the past and it is all water under the bridge. I am looking forward to a productive (excuse the pun) future and building this forum and wonderful models. I raise my challis to you for a new year in model making! :Drinks:

    I am looking forward to seeing more of your projects!
  3. starbuck

    starbuck Active Member

    Late as always.....Welcome back also from my side.
  4. Rhaven Blaack

    Rhaven Blaack ADMINISTRATOR Administrator

    Thank you!
    It is never too late for such!!!thumbsup
  5. Rhaven Blaack

    Rhaven Blaack ADMINISTRATOR Administrator

    Does anyone live in or near Salem, Oregon?
    Not only that, but does anyone know of a (preferably paper) model building club in or near Salem, Oregon?
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  6. zathros

    zathros SENIOR Administrator

    @t.l.williamsjr, see, it's O.K. to deforest the world through the making of Paper Models. Thoughts will send our fusion, clearly, to be home. Our constructive deforestation replicates what we hold dear, and reproduce in paper. 3D history, tangible, able to hold and look at in your hands. That's better than reading sometimes.

    "The Revealing Science Of God (Dance Of The Dawn)"

    Dawn of light lying between a silence and sold sources
    Chased amid fusions of wonder
    In moments hardly seen forgotten
    Colored in pastures of chance dancing leaves cast spells of challenge
    Amused but real in thought, we fled from the sea whole

    Dawn of thought transferred through moments of days under searching earth
    Revealing corridors of time provoking memories
    Disjointed but with purpose
    Craving penetrations offer links with the self instructors sharp and tender love
    As we took to the air a picture of distance

    Dawn of our power we amuse re-descending as fast as misused expression
    As only to teach love as to reveal passion chasing late into corners
    And we danced from the ocean

    Dawn of love sent within us colors of awakening among the many wont to follow
    Only tunes of a different age
    As the links span our endless caresses for the freedom of life everlasting

    Talk to the sunlight caller
    Soft summer mover distance mine

    Called out a tune but I never saw the face
    Heard but not replaced
    I ventured to talk but I never lost my place

    Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day
    Lost in lights array
    I ventured to see as the sound began to play

    What happened to this song we once knew so well
    Signed promise for moments caught within the spell
    I must have waited all my life for this
    Moment moment

    The future poised with the splendor just begun
    The light we were as one
    And crowded through the curtains of liquid into sun

    And for a moment when our world had filled the skies
    Magic turned our eyes
    To feast on the treasure set for our strange device

    What happened to wonders we once knew so well
    Did we forget what happened, surely we can tell
    We must have waited all our lives for this
    Moment moment moment

    Starlight movement
    Release forward
    Tallest rainbow
    Sun shower seasons
    Life flower reasons

    They move fast, they tell me
    But I just can't believe that I can feel it
    There's someone to tell you
    Amid the challenge we look around in unison with you
    Getting over overhanging trees, let them rape the forest******
    Thoughts would send our fusion clearly to be home

    Getting over wars we do not mean, or so it seems so clearly
    Sheltered with our passion clearly to be home

    They move fast, they tell me
    But I just can't believe they really mean to
    There's someone to tell you
    And I just can't believe our song will leave you

    Skyline teacher
    War-land seeker
    Send out poison
    Cast iron leader

    And through the rhythm of moving slowly
    Sent through the rhythm work out the story
    Move over glory to sons of old fighters past

    Young Christians see it from the beginning
    Old people feel it, that's what they're saying
    Move over glory to sons of old fighters past

    They move fast, they tell me
    But I just can't believe they really mean to
    There's someone to tell you
    A course towards a universal season

    Getting over overhanging trees, let them rape the forest
    They might stand and leave them clearly to be home
    Getting over wars they do not mean, we charm the movement suffers
    Call out all our memories clearly to be home

    We've moved fast, we need love
    A part we offer is our only freedom

    What happened to this song we once knew so well
    Signed promise for moments caught within the spell
    We must have waited all our lives for this
    Moment moment

    Past present movers moments we'll process the future,
    But only through Him we know
    Send flowered rainbows

    A piece apart chased flowers of the dark and lights of songs
    To follow and show all we feel for and know of,
    Cast round

    You seekers of the truth accepting that reason will relive
    And breathe and hope and chase and love
    For you and you and you...............Jon Anderson, Tales of Topographic Oceans.

  7. DanBKing

    DanBKing Active Member

    We are the only race that cuts down thousands of trees, to make thousands of leaflets that say: "Save the Trees!!!!!" :hammerhead:
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  8. zathros

    zathros SENIOR Administrator

    I say use clay "Bas-Reliefs", and drop them from planes! :tank:
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  9. zathros

    zathros SENIOR Administrator

    Dan, I swear we've met before. ;)
  10. DanBKing

    DanBKing Active Member


    Great minds think alike!!!!

    Prov. Very intelligent people tend to come up with the same ideas at the same time. (Used playfully, to commend someone for expressing the same thing you were thinking of; implies that you are congratulating that person for being as smart as you are. Also Great minds run in the same gutters, a casual and jocular variant.) Jill: Let's ride our bikes to the store instead of walking. Jane: I was just thinking we should do that, too. Jill: Great minds think alike.

    ;) ;) ;)
  11. zathros

    zathros SENIOR Administrator

    When you "straightened me out", that really showed me that you are someone I can respect. When I screw up, I apologize in public. If I mess up in public, that member is owed a public apology, and explanation. I try to run this place by not running it. I just shove it from one side to another, like a boat going down a canal. I want the people on the canal boat to have fun, I'll watch the horses, or trolleys, and play on the boat too, but as an equal, not as someone on a power trip. I hope that comes through. I like the group of people on this forum now so much. We have such a nice group of people. If actually scares me because I worry that if something happens to me, that it could go bad. I am a real "handful" for our wonderful gorgeous I.T., and she is an extremely capable I.T. Chrissy makes this forum run like a clock. The members getting along, the staff keeping the machine running smooth has created a synergism I haven't seen anywhere else. We haven't had a fight here in so long. Everyone is so respectful to each other. A great forum is a great way to start the New Year!! It's you guys that do it, I know because I see it, and I think everyone else does too. :)
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  12. Sorry, Zathros

    I'm more of a "Sons of Martha" type:

    The Sons Of Martha
    The Sons of Mary seldom bother, for they have inherited that good part;
    But the Sons of Martha favour their Mother of the careful soul and the troubled heart.
    And because she lost her temper once, and because she was rude to the Lord her Guest,
    Her Sons must wait upon Mary's Sons, world without end, reprieve, or rest.

    It is their care in all the ages to take the buffet and cushion the shock.
    It is their care that the gear engages; it is their care that the switches lock.
    It is their care that the wheels run truly; it is their care to embark and entrain,
    Tally, transport, and deliver duly the Sons of Mary by land and main.

    They say to mountains ``Be ye removèd.'' They say to the lesser floods ``Be dry.''
    Under their rods are the rocks reprovèd---they are not afraid of that which is high.
    Then do the hill-tops shake to the summit---then is the bed of the deep laid bare,
    That the Sons of Mary may overcome it, pleasantly sleeping and unaware.

    They finger Death at their gloves' end where they piece and repiece the living wires.
    He rears against the gates they tend: they feed him hungry behind their fires.
    Early at dawn, ere men see clear, they stumble into his terrible stall,
    And hale him forth like a haltered steer, and goad and turn him till evenfall.

    To these from birth is Belief forbidden; from these till death is Relief afar.
    They are concerned with matters hidden---under the earthline their altars are---
    The secret fountains to follow up, waters withdrawn to restore to the mouth,
    And gather the floods as in a cup, and pour them again at a city's drouth.

    They do not preach that their God will rouse them a little before the nuts work loose.
    They do not preach that His Pity allows them to drop their job when they damn-well choose.
    As in the thronged and the lighted ways, so in the dark and the desert they stand,
    Wary and watchful all their days that their brethren's ways may be long in the land.

    Raise ye the stone or cleave the wood to make a path more fair or flat;
    Lo, it is black already with the blood some Son of Martha spilled for that!
    Not as a ladder from earth to Heaven, not as a witness to any creed,
    But simple service simply given to his own kind in their common need.

    And the Sons of Mary smile and are blessèd---they know the Angels are on their side.
    They know in them is the Grace confessèd, and for them are the Mercies multiplied.
    They sit at the feet---they hear the Word---they see how truly the Promise runs.
    They have cast their burden upon the Lord, and---the Lord He lays it on Martha's Sons!
  13. DanBKing

    DanBKing Active Member

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  14. Rhaven Blaack

    Rhaven Blaack ADMINISTRATOR Administrator

    Thank you!!!:Drinks:

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