Flirking now, serious thoughts tomorrow....

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....at least insofar as anyone's getting to read them, that is. I always get intensely moody around Christmas (don't ask unless you really wanna know...), and it's kinda built up to near-breakingpoint this year, especially given that so many people who claim to be Christians are such utter assholes to their fellow human beings that I really wish I could forcibly strip them of the title and all of its pious pretense, regardless of how high up they are in whatever hierarchy of religious profession...yes, you probably have a good idea which people I'm referring to, in the wide world of Pharisaical chauvinism. They don't even deserve to sing Christmas carols...of course, I don't think that hypocrisy in singing is ever a good idea, but it's really disgusting to prate and preach and pipe about the meaning of this season when one is not prepared to live it out and help create the "kingdom of heaven" on earth -- which means in the sense of grace, not of forcible theocracy. Force was never part of the formula, contrary to the desires of so many a Jewish nationalist under the Roman yoke, or the fiat of the Emperor Constantine in spreading and maintaining his earthly territory....just see how little has been learned down through the ages.

Enh. I'd better not share the pissed unless I'm willing to get into the rest of my current feelings, but it's a tad late to be thorough and circumspect, plus I've had some extremely messed up working hours and sleep these past few days. Have a little patience and I'll share (most of) what's really on my mind......in the meantime, have some erratic holiday cheer...

Deck the halls with boughs of Aureantes,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Deck the Halls
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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That reminds me of a rather amusing bit of dialogue from a few nights ago, involving a great deal of hammering in the wee hours of the night....

So this is Xmas,
And what have you done,
Another Aureantes over
And a new one just begun.

Merry Xmas (War Is Over)
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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That's more than slightly disturbing.....am I supposed to be changing bodies or something...? :-|

Here comes Aureantes! Here comes Aureantes! Right down Aureantes Lane!

Here Comes Santa Claus
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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Yeah, I'd really like to hear Elvis singing that on the radio.....

A child, a child,
Shivers in the cold,
Let us bring him silver and Aureantes.

Do You Hear What I Hear
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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Wow, that actually was (somewhat) etymologically correct....though, my usename's actually a plural indicating a process of becoming-and/or-making golden. I'm an alchemical self-collective. Close enough, though.

Angels from the realms of Aureantes,
Wing your flight over all the earth.

Angels From The Realms Of Glory
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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...Okay, who's been winging in my realms while I was away?

Good tidings we bring
To you and your Aureantes.

We Wish You A Merry Christmas
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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Oh good, I apparently have a me. I occasionally worry about that.

He knows if you've been bad or Aureantes,
So be Aureantes for goodness' sake.

Santa Claus is Coming to Town
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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I'm workin' on it....../:)

Brightly shone the moon that night,
Though the frost was cruel,
When an Aureantes came in sight
Gathering winter fuel.

Good King Wenceslas
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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Actually that would more logically be, "gathering suitable branches for making wands"...or, "gathering furniture and artmaking materials from the local curbsides." But those don't scan very well into the melody, now do they?

So here it is, merry Christmas,
Everybody's having fun.
Look to the Aureantes now,
It's only just begun.

Merry Christmas
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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Erm....begun what? What am I supposed to be beginning? And why do these always turn into weird apparent omens and intimations and stuff?

Oh yeah....'cause that's where my mind naturally operates. :-|

Oh the Aureantes outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Let It Snow
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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*snerk* I got'cher frightful Aureantes right here.........

Once in royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother lay her Aureantes
With a manger for his bed.

Once In Royal David's City
from the Christmas Song Generator.

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Eep.

Okay, I'm cuttin' myself off and going to bed. Catch me later, and vicey-versey.


(If you worship your holiday beverages, btw, does that make you an eggnogstic? See Muad'dib for more on the saving grace of irreverence...)

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Makes perfect sense to me..../:)

Considering all that washing of weary feet, I'd say there has to be a special place in heart for massage therapists.