interesting.

Thanks to arhuaine for the nudge in the right direction.

BELIEF SYSTEM SELECTOR RESULTS
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HERE ARE YOUR RESULTS...The list below is modified by your input. The results are scored on a curve. The highest score, 100, represents the closest match to your responses. This does not mean that this or any religion has every view that you selected. However, the religion at the top of your list shares more of your selected beliefs than the others.


1. Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (100%)
2. Orthodox Quaker (87%)
3. Liberal Quakers (82%)
4. Unitarian Universalism (80%)
5. Mahayana Buddhism (69%)
6. Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (67%)
7. Seventh Day Adventist (64%)
8. Hinduism (64%)
9. Theravada Buddhism (62%)
10. Bahá'í Faith (58%)


... Orthodox Quaker? Hmm.

first frost and urgings unresisted...

Something it is which thou has lost,
Some pleasure from thine early years.
Tennyson, In Memoriam.

Funny how a few words can change things. I've swung over to the other end of the spectrum in some sense... some switch flipped inside me.

I said to Doug, just a moment ago, I do not want to have a thoughtful day today. I want to go play on swings or dance in the sunlight or, even better, go swimming. I couldn't, then, explain why I suddenly felt... restless. Eager to be doing, and the more active the pursuit, the better. Impractical, right? I mean, it's cold enough that we had the first frost this morning, to sparkle in the sunlight....

... Oh.

That would be why.

Remember the delight it was, to stomp crisp leaves in the early sunshine, while your breath formed clouds around your nose and moistened your forehead? Remember running, with no destination, simply for the joy of it? Remember throwing yourself headlong into the water, confident and reckless?

There's something about mornings like this, that takes me back to childhood in my heart. This morning, the blades of grass glittered like blades indeed; the night's dew didn't hang like teardrops, but was set like jewels. Outside, I can see from the spring in people's steps, the air is at just that temperature where stepping from shadow to light brings a notable change. Obvious thermoclines, I suppose I should state it... but that is the adult me talking, and today, the last thing I want to be is adult. Today, just today, I want to do something impractical, reckless, and know with that perfect assurance that there will be no consequences too large to be eradicated with hot chocolate and kisses.

Lost from my early years? Say, rather, set aside, as I found adulthood's games more compelling. Somewhere in me, though, there is still a ghost of a child who hung upside-down from branches by her knees, who ran along sand with no thought of damage to her joints, who played with abandon and loved every minute of it. And right now, right at this moment, she's not so quiet a ghost as she might be.

It's a lovely day for a swim.

*giggle.*

When you're undead, the importance of video game statistics becomes a lot more evident.

-- Oda Nobunaga

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