The dream is a kind of doorway in. I often see them like a movie that the patient has written, directed, produced and starred in. It’s a pure internal creation of ourselves.

King Alfred’s cakes are well named, for although they are inedible they do look like small burnt buns. The ball-shaped fruiting body of a fungus known as Daldinia concentrica, they appear on dead wood in broadleaf woodlands and will keep reappearing in the same spot, year after year. They start off pale and darken with age, their skin growing tougher and more leathery, and because of this protective ability they can provide a home for invertebrates. Also known as cramp balls, coal fungus and tinder bracket, when dry they can be useful for lighting and transporting fire, something known to Stone Age peoples. King Alfred’s cakes do not harm their hosts, living instead on wood that has already died.

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There’s an authenticity to the details here that is typical of Hansen-Love.

An autobiographical film isn't easy – you're in all the characters, so close to them. In a way, you want to deflect this, so originally the lead character in this was the boy, but I discovered while writing it that I don't know boys so well as far as love is concerned, and that actually is the point of the film, the key to it. I wanted this boy to remain unexplained, his behaviour a mystery, so I had to be brave and honest and tell it from the girl's view, and yes, that's me.

I’m an atheist who knows what religion means; how it comforts and sustains and tells us key stories about ourselves, without the necessity of literal truth. I am as possessed as anyone else by the God desire — a need to feel there is something greater than ourselves, something that will survive us, that gives our lives meaning. Religion may no longer preside over society, but that desire persists, and we find it satisfied now outside religion.

On the Kind of Love Into Which One Falls

In-N-Out introduceerde in 1948 de drive-thru in Californië, met hun eerste vestiging in Baldwin Park, een stad net buiten Los Angeles. Het familiebedrijf dat alleen aan de westkust opereert, bouwde vervolgens in de jaren negentig een cultstatus op, gevoed door een beperkt menu met enkele geheime items en beroemde chefs die er geen genoeg van kregen. Tv-kok Julia Child wist bijvoorbeeld de locatie van elke zaak tussen San Francisco en Santa Barbara uit haar hoofd en haar collega Anthony Bourdain maakte steevast bij aankomst in Los Angeles een stop bij de vestiging naast vliegveld LAX. Inmiddels is geen fotoserie van de Oscar-avond compleet zonder een foto van een ster met hun tanden in een In-N-Out burger.

‘Die vegetarische worst deugt moreel, maar smaakt vies.’

‘Die vegetarische worst deugt moreel, maar smaakt vies.’

If you were like me in childhood, and shared the habit of practically memorizing the contents of each year’s Guiness Book of World Records, you will probably recall that the prize for the world’s “largest money” has long been in the hands of the Yap Islanders of Micronesia. These are the iconic round stones with a hollow center, known in Yapese as rai, which have been quarried and sculpted by the islanders for at least the past several centuries, and perhaps for millennia. I’ve known about these rai stones forever, but what I only learned recently is that on at least one occasion a stone was being transported in an outrigger canoe from one island to another, when the vessel hit a sudden storm and the giant coin was lost to the ocean’s secret bottom. By some sharp and impromptu casuistry, the boatsmen found a practical solution to this sudden shortfall in specie, which seems to have satisfied both those who lost it, and those to whom they had intended to pay it. The men reasoned that while there is no conceivable way to retrieve the stone from the ocean, or even to see it again, one may nonetheless be certain that it is still down there, and that it retains whatever value it had before it sank. Therefore, it can continue to be traded indefinitely between willing parties, just like any other rai stone. It doesn’t really matter if the stone is still in our direct possession or not.

la folie du doute or “the madness of doubt”. )

According to investigators the group had even called on the services of clairvoyants to check the veracity of their plan, as well as the trustworthiness of the members.

“When I opened up to shamanism, I was an accountant in charge of 10 people,” McCrimmon said. “Shamanism helped me to see the business I was running as an entity into which I could bring an intention of peace.

I don’t know if the lorries bouncing over the speed bumps outside my window distracted my spirit guides but they prove laggardly and my soul refuses to journey.

Noppert “lacked sharpness and hunger,” he said.

In the 1990 book “The World in Miniature,” the Sinologist Rolf Stein notes that a range of early Taoist practices focussed on the magical power of tiny things. Taoist hermits, and also Buddhist monks, created miniature gardens as objects of contemplation, full of dwarfed plants, rock-size “mountains,” and “lakes” the depth of teacups. These spaces provided a form of virtual travel, not unlike how books function for us today.

Cognitive behavioral therapy can provide people with skills to deal with the depression without medication.

hypothesis

croissants

We all know where meat comes from but this manages to actually taste dead, as if it had been entombed for too long in the recesses of one of the dank fridges that feature so frequently in the great man’s TV oeuvre.

oxytocin, which reduces levels of the stress hormone cortisol.

Ik zeg niet dat ik gelijk heb, want wie ben ik, maar ik geef de voorkeur aan mijn benadering.