What’s that?  You say I can?

Well hot damn!

My Life in Instagram-vision

Ahhhh…fortune cookie wisdom.

The Secret Garden Mutation No.1

A zombie love story.  Yes.  Really.  But it’s so much more.  Read it.  Gorgeous.  Poetic.  Don’t think zombies can be poetic?  Check it:  “In my palm I can feel the echo of her pulse, standing in for the absence of mine.”  Yeah.  I now have a crush on a fictional undead guy.  Read it.  Isaac Marion = Brilliant.

Make a wish…(Trite, I know but still…how often do you actually come across a Zoltar machine?)

There’s a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza.  There’s a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, a hole.

You know what old Willy S. said about roses and names…

I know some of you are on instagram.  Don’t be shy!  Share your username in the comments section so we can be nosey and take a peek at your pics.  Pretty please with cherries on top?   And while I’m thinking of it…I’m considering making a series of cute little bitty limited edition books of my instagram photos.  What do you think?  Hell yes or hell no?  Weigh in here or on facebook.

Smooches!

Kisses & Chaos,

Alli Woods Frederick

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“I wrestled with reality for 35 years, doctor, and I’m happy to say I finally won out over it.”

- Jimmy Stewart as Elwood P. Dowd in “Harvey”

Kisses & Chaos,

Alli Woods Frederick

image credit: Insanity by Giorgia Pallaro

My wish for all of us this weekend is that we are able to see the world with the same awe, curiosity, amazement and selfless, fearless love as the little foal.  How precious a thing is life…so very very precious.

Have an absolutely smashing weekend, my dears.  Smooches!

Kisses & Chaos,

Alli Woods Frederick

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I see a person riddled with contradictions.  I see a person who is wise but doesn’t really know shit.  I see a person who is loving but self-critical.  I see a person who is brave but scared to death.  I see a person who wants to succeed but feels like a failure.  I see a person who is kind but capable of being anything but.  I see a person who is fiercely proud of individuality but still wishes to be accepted…precisely as she is.  I see a person who wants to be loved but doesn’t feel deserving.  I see a person who wants to be noticed but is introverted and shy.  I see a person who feels so young but looks older every day (screw you Father Time!).  I see a person who hopes for the best but prepares for the worst.  I see a person who wants to give the world to the people she loves but feels incapable of doing so.  I see a person who knows what she wants but doesn’t know how to get it.  I see a person who looks like a dear friend but is sometimes a stranger.  I see a person who loves to be alone but is scared of living life that way.  I see a person who is strong but wants, just for a little while, to be weak.  I see a person who is a perfectionist but is undeniably flawed.  I see a person who tries her best but feels like her best is never  good enough.  I see a person who talks a lot but says very little.  I see a person who abhors repetition but finds comfort in routine.  I see a woman who sometimes feels like a child.  I see the good, the bad, the awesome and the awful.  I see it all.  I see me.  Some days I am more of one, less of another.  Some days I am different.  Some days I am the same.  I am me.  I am riddled with contradictions.  I am…and that’s ok…because somehow I know it’s a good thing.

What do you see when you look in the mirror?

Kisses & Chaos,

Alli Woods Frederick

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“What the hell is a walk-in?”

It’s a rather simple and highly debated concept that dates back centuries.  There are mentions of walk-ins across all cultures and religions and the concept is frequently referenced in pop culture (such as The X-Files, Quantum Leap, The Ghost Whisperer and Stephen King’s The Dark Tower series just to name a few).  So what is it?  It’s simple, really.  A walk-in is a soul that has made an agreement with a body’s current inhabitant to take over said body.  One soul walks out of the body while the other walks in.  Remember the show Quantum Leap?  Yeah…it’s sort of like that.   This arrangement can be either temporary or permanent…it depends on the agreement that is made between the souls.

So it’s the same as possession, right?

Nope.  Possession is when the body is occupied against its will by another being or spirit.  Walk-ins (also called star seeds and wanderers) and walk-outs voluntarily make the swap.  Neither side is forced into the situation.  Both parties are 100% willing.

Why the hell would they want to do that?

The commonly held belief is that the walk-out no longer wishes to remain here in the physical either because of trauma (be it emotional or physical) or because they have completed their soul’s purpose and are ready to move on to a new experience.  The walk-ins typically have goals and experiences that they didn’t complete in their lifetime and are eager to “finish” their mission.  All that being said I’m sure that, as with most things in this universe, the reasons are many and varied.

What is the walk-in experience?

While walk-ins do retain the memories of the body’s first occupant, they often report a sense of emotional detachment  from those memories.  They often feel disoriented by their surroundings and disconnected from the people in their life.  People close to walk-ins often say their loved one’s behavior and tastes change seemingly overnight.  Check out these interesting interviews with walk-ins Faith Ranoli and Robert Young to get the words straight from the horses’ mouths.

Naturally there are a number of mental health professionals who feel the walk-in “experience” is nothing more than attention seeking behavior taken to the extreme, a way to deal with distress when they are unable to articulate their experience.  Personally, I never say anything is impossible.  Do I 100% believe that walk-ins exist?  I have, admittedly, experienced many strange things in my life – things that others would claim were impossible.  So while I’m certainly open to believing, as of right now I find I’m on the fence.  I do find the concept fascinating and the stories told by walk-ins are most certainly compelling.  What do you think?  Are walk-ins real or merely a coping mechanism of a distressed mind?

Kisses & Chaos,

Alli Woods Frederick

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“And the days move on and the names of the months change and the four seasons bury one another and it is spring again and yet again and the small streams that run over the rough sides of Gormenghast Mountain are big with rain while the days lengthen and summer sprawls across the countryside, sprawls in all the swathes of its green, with its gold and sticky head, with its slumber and the drone of doves and with its butterflies and its lizards and its sunflowers, over and over again, its doves, its butterflies, its lizards, its sunflowers, each one an echo-child while the fruit ripens and the grotesque boles of the ancient apple trees are dappled in the low rays of the sun and the air smells of such rotten sweetness as brings hunger to the breast, and makes of the heart a sea-bed, and a tear, the fruit of salt and water, ripens, fed by a summer sorrow, ripens and falls…falls gradually along the cheekbones, wanders over the wastelands listlessly, the loveliest emblem of the heart’s condition.

And the days move on and the names of the months change and the four seasons bury one another and the field-mice draw upon their granaries.  The air is murky and the sun is like a raw wound in the grimy flesh of a beggar, and the rags of the clouds are clotted.  The sky has been stabbed and has been left to die above the world, filthy, vast and bloody.  And then the great winds come and the sky is blown naked and a wild bird screams across the glittering land…

And every day the myriad happenings.  A loosened stone falls from a high tower.  A fly drops lifeless from a broken plane.  A sparrow twitters in a cave of ivy.

The days wear out the months and the months wear out the years, and a flux of moments, like an unquiet tide, eats at the black coast of futurity.

And Titus Groan is wading through his boyhood.”

-excerpt from Gormenghast by Mervyn Peake

If you haven’t read or watched the BBC miniseries Gormenghast  I HIGLY  recommend it.  To say it’s amazing is an understatement and should be required reading in all schools everywhere.

Kisses & Chaos,

Alli Woods Frederick

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Throw Mama From the Train

They Live!

Clue

Night of The Comet

Flash Gordon

Since I keep the list to 5 I had to, sadly, cut “The Last Starfighter,” “Starman,” & “Krull” but I still highly recommend them.  What 80′s films do you think should be on the list?  What long lost gems have I forgotten?  Share your favorites in the comments.  I’d love the hear!

Kisses & Chaos,

Alli Woods Frederick

“Will you walk a little faster?” said a whiting to a snail.

“There’s a porpoise close behind us, and he’s treading on my tail.

See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!

They are waiting on the shingle – will you come and join the dance?

Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?

Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?

“You can really have no notion how delightful it will be

When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to

But the snail replied “Too far, too far!” and gave a look askance -

Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance.

Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance.

Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance.

“What matters is how far we go?” his scaly friend replied.

“There is another shore, you know, upon the other side.

The further off from England the nearer is to France -

Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.

Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, will you join the dance?

Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, won’t you join the dance?”

Kisses & Chaos,

Alli Woods Frederick

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