Wherein I Use My Powers for Evil…

…and totally make a mash-up of Auntie Mame and Dune.
I just want to remind readers that clicking on the links is like seeing a bit of the chaos that lives (and sings, musn’t forget singing – Oh, no. Musn’t.) in my head.


I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.



Wanna hear something really stupid?  I often fear what people might say or think about me.

According to some of my recent Psychology professors, that makes me both narcissistic AND paranoid. Awesome.
I don’t truly think that this is the truth of the matter.  I think it’s more a case of how I was raised, what I think of myself, and how I insert into the world at large.  That’s not the whole of me, though. That’s not the bits what matter.

I am an adventurer. I am Bene Gesserit. I am Irene Cara singing her heart out and assuring you that you ARE gonna like and remember her. I am a woman with a box unfolding in the top of my head, letting in possibility. The Sleeper has awoken!

Source: http://pantsareterrible.blogspot.com/2010/10/dune-mecca-of-awesome.html

And not just because a sexy man wearing bits of a car tire stepped out of a steam shower.

OK. Maybe a LITTLE.

Can we just pause here?









Moving on.

Like those women and adventurers in Herbert’s books – I am ready to test my mettle. To put my hand in the box and see what I can do. See what I am capable of. To see if I can end a sentence without a preposition. no, apparently not.




Life is a banquet someone wise1 once said. It’s time to eat it up!

Source: http://www.neatorama.com/2011/06/30/dune-in-candy/






For she is the Cracked-Up Had-Enough. ;D 
(ooh, maybe the profs WERE right!) 
1Mame!  As in MAME!  I’m gonna live forever! I’m gonna learn how to fly! High!

2 thoughts on “Wherein I Use My Powers for Evil…

  1. I think that being a paranoid narcissist might be one of the key ingredients to becoming a creative genius. Just don’t forget to add the ironic tomfoolery.

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