Ringo As The Mock Turtle

[Jai Guru Deva]

I got an Alice In Wonderland video made in 1985 for my niece and nephew. It has all kinds of stars in it, including Ringo (love his earring! ;D). He plays the Mock Turtle sings a song called "Nonsense".

The lyrics were written by Steve Allen (better know from the Tonight Show) and some of the verses might make you wonder...

At the end of the song, the Gryphon (played by Sid Caesar) asks Alice (played by Natalie Gregory) about her adventures. She says, "I would tell about my adventures beginning with this morning, but it's no use going back to yesterday... Cause I was a different person then."

Ringo Sings "Nonsense"


lyrics by Steve Allen, performed by Ringo Starr & Natalie Gregory

NONSENSE

Young lady, just what is so good
About never once being misunderstood.
There's far too much accurate communication,
And if it continues, I fear for the nation.

Nonsense, nonsense,
That's what we're terribly short of.
Don't you love nonsense?

We're getting lethargic
From aiming at logic,
Let's put a stop to that,
If you don't love nonsense,
I'll knock off your hat!

Nonsense, nonsense,
Simply can't do without it.

And sing us a song about it.

Let young master billy
Be hopelessly silly
Until he is blue in the face.

We must never be grave,
This nonsense will save
The blooming huming race.
Nonsense, nonsense,
Simply can't do without it.

And sing us a song about it.

[iameye]

he really sings:
let your master billy be

hopelessly silly
Until he is blue in the face

which is kinda funny for a "mock"turtle (mock turtle soup is a soup "Mock turtle soup is an English soup that was created in the mid-18th century as a cheaper imitation of green turtle soup. It often uses brains and organ meats to duplicate the texture and flavor of the original's turtle meat.
Mrs. Fowle's Mock Turtle Soup, from Martha Lloyd's Household Book: "Take a large calf's head. Scald off the hair. Boil it until the horn is tender, then cut it into slices about the size of your finger, with as little lean as possible. Have ready three pints of good mutton or veal broth, put in it half a pint of Madeira wine, half a teaspoonful of thyme, pepper, a large onion, and the peel of a lemon chop't very small. A ¼ of a pint of oysters chop't very small, and their liquor; a little salt, the juice of two large onions, some sweet herbs, and the brains chop't. Stand all these together for about an hour, and send it up to the table with the forcemeat balls made small and the yolks of hard eggs."
Mock Turtle Soup is the basis for the character of the Mock Turtle in Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, the joke being that Mock Turtle Soup is supposedly made from Mock Turtles.
In the Oldenburg and Ammerland regions of Germany, Mockturtlesuppe—the English designation "mock turtle" retained—is a traditional meal."

and BilliBI is a mussel saffron bisque (soup) , so when the MOCK turtle says "let your master billiBi (BILL) , he recommending the bivalve du jour. hahahah.

with a flapper on Alice's head

Sid Ceasar as the Gryphon?

[The Deceptionist]

now it makes sense why in the illustrations in that book the mock turtle looks as if it has cloven feet and a calf's head

[iameye]

and a horn. Like Moloch, who is really a bull deity, not an owl like most people think.

`When I'M a Duchess,' she said to herself, (not in a very hopeful tone though), `I won't have any pepper in my kitchen AT ALL. Soup does very well without--Maybe it's always pepper that makes people hot-tempered,' she went on, very much pleased at having found out a new kind of rule, `and vinegar that makes them sour--and camomile that makes them bitter--and--and barley-sugar and such things that make children sweet-tempered. I only wish people knew that: then they wouldn't be so stingy about it, you know--'


`Once,' said the Mock Turtle at last, with a deep sigh, `I was a real Turtle......................
`When we were little,' the Mock Turtle went on at last, more calmly, though still sobbing a little now and then, `we went to school in the sea.


Well, there was Mystery,' the Mock Turtle replied, counting off the subjects on his flappers, `--Mystery, ancient and modern, with Seaography: then Drawling--the Drawling-master was an old conger-eel, that used to come once a week: HE taught us Drawling, Stretching, and Fainting in Coils.'

`What was THAT like?' said Alice.

`Well, I can't show it you myself,' the Mock Turtle said: `I'm too stiff. And the Gryphon never learnt it.'

`Hadn't time,' said the Gryphon: `I went to the Classics master, though. He was an old crab, HE was.'

`I never went to him,' the Mock Turtle said with a sigh: `he taught Laughing and Grief, they used to say.'

`So he did, so he did,' said the Gryphon, sighing in his turn; and both creatures hid their faces in their paws.

`And how many hours a day did you do lessons?' said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject.

`Ten hours the first day,' said the Mock Turtle: `nine the next, and so on.'

`What a curious plan!' exclaimed Alice.

`That's the reason they're called lessons,' the Gryphon remarked: `because they lessen from day to day.'

This was quite a new idea to Alice, and she thought it over a little before she made her next remark. `Then the eleventh day must have been a holiday?'

`Of course it was,' said the Mock Turtle.

`And how did you manage on the twelfth?' Alice went on eagerly.

`That's enough about lessons,' the Gryphon interrupted in a very decided tone: `tell her something about the games now.'

[B]

You would have thought the world had had enough of silly love songs....

`I won't have any pepper in my kitchen AT ALL.'

[iameye]

the first figure, in the game..............

he Mock Turtle sighed deeply, and drew the back of one flapper across his eyes. He looked at Alice, and tried to speak, but for a minute or two sobs choked his voice. `Same as if he had a bone in his throat,' said the Gryphon: and it set to work shaking him and punching him in the back. At last the Mock Turtle recovered his voice, and, with tears running down his cheeks, he went on again:--
`You may not have lived much under the sea--' (I haven't,' said Alice)--`and perhaps you were never even introduced to a lobster- -' (Alice began to say `I once tasted--' but checked herself hastily, and said `No, never') `--so you can have no idea what a delightful thing a Lobster Quadrille is!'

`No, indeed,' said Alice. `What sort of a dance is it?'

`Why,' said the Gryphon, `you first form into a line along the sea-shore--'

`Two lines!' cried the Mock Turtle. `Seals, turtles, salmon, and so on; then, when you've cleared all the jelly-fish out of the way--'

`THAT generally takes some time,' interrupted the Gryphon.

`--you advance twice--'

`Each with a lobster as a partner!' cried the Gryphon.

`Of course,' the Mock Turtle said: `advance twice, set to partners--'

`--change lobsters, and retire in same order,' continued the Gryphon.

`Then, you know,' the Mock Turtle went on, `you throw the--'

`The lobsters!' shouted the Gryphon, with a bound into the air.

`--as far out to sea as you can--'

`Swim after them!' screamed the Gryphon.

`Back to land again, and that's all the first figure,' said the Mock Turtle, suddenly dropping his voice; and the two creatures, who had been jumping about like mad things all this time, sat down again very sadly and quietly, and looked at Alice.

`It must be a very pretty dance,' said Alice timidly.

`Would you like to see a little of it?' said the Mock Turtle.

`Very much indeed,' said Alice.

`Come, let's try the first figure!' said the Mock Turtle to the Gryphon. `We can do without lobsters, you know. Which shall sing?'

[iameye]

`Same as if he had a bone in his throat,' said the Gryphon: and it set to work shaking him and punching him in the back. At last the Mock Turtle recovered his voice, and, with tears running down his cheeks, he went on again:--
`You may not have lived much under the sea--' (I haven't,' said Alice)--`and perhaps you were never even introduced to a lobster- -' (Alice began to say `I once tasted--' but checked herself hastily, and said `No, never') `--so you can have no idea what a delightful thing a Lobster Quadrille is!'

this is interesting, anyway...

Bone, in the throat

well, blimey, I never knew it but there is a sacred bone, located btwn the pelvis and coccis , said to be entwined by three rings.

"Kundalini is the power of pure desire within us,a motherly and soothing spiritual energy,which lies dormant at the base of the spine in the sacrum bone in three and a half coils.
"She is your individual Mother.How can she harm you?She knows everything about you and is anxiously waiting to give you your second birth" explains Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi.The ancient civilizations knew that in this bone resides a sacred energy and that's why called it the sacrum bone.



which looks like this: The name is derived from the Latin sacer, "sacred", a translation of the Greek hieron (osteon), meaning sacred or strong bone.[1] This is supposedly because the sacrum was the part of an animal offered in sacrifice. In Slavic languages and in German this bone is called the "cross bone" [2].






after Perseus slays Medusa, he rescues Andromeda from the sea monster Cetus.



so you can have no idea what a delightful thing a Lobster Quadrille is!'

`No, indeed,' said Alice. `What sort of a dance is it?'

`Why,' said the Gryphon, `you first form into a line along the sea-shore--'

`Two lines!' cried the Mock Turtle. `Seals, turtles, salmon, and so on; then, when you've cleared all the jelly-fish out of the way--'

`THAT generally takes some time,' interrupted the Gryphon.

`--you advance twice--'

`Each with a lobster as a partner!' cried the Gryphon.

`Of course,' the Mock Turtle said: `advance twice, set to partners--'

`--change lobsters, and retire in same order,' continued the Gryphon.

`Then, you know,' the Mock Turtle went on, `you throw the--'

`The lobsters!' shouted the Gryphon, with a bound into the air.

`--as far out to sea as you can--'

`Swim after them!' screamed the Gryphon.

`Back to land again, and that's all the first figure,

lobster box, the first shell designed by JPM

[iameye]

`Oh, you sing,' said the Gryphon. `I've forgotten the words.'



So they began solemnly dancing round and round Alice, every now and then treading on her toes when they passed too close, and waving their forepaws to mark the time, while the Mock Turtle sang this, very slowly and sadly:--

`"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
sea!"
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 it 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?"'

`Thank you, it's a very interesting dance to watch,' said Alice, feeling very glad that it was over at last: `and I do so like that curious song about the whiting!'







HE taught us Drawling, Stretching, and Fainting in Coils.'

fainting in coils?
www.teachspin.com/instruments/efnmr/index.shtml

scientists messing with lobsters www.unc.edu/depts/oceanweb/lobsters/2041.pdf

waiting on a shingle? One spinal cracker?
Pronunciation:
\?shi?-g?lz\
Function:
noun plural but singular in construction
Etymology:
Middle English schingles, by folk etymology from Medieval Latin cingulus, from Latin cingulum girdle — more at cingulum
Date:
14th century
: an acute viral inflammation of the sensory ganglia of spinal and cranial nerves that is associated with a vesicular eruption and neuralgic pains and is caused by reactivation of the herpesvirus causing chicken pox —called also herpes zoster, zoster

[iameye]

skip over one part for now to get to:








`Stand up and repeat "'TIS THE VOICE OF THE SLUGGARD,"' said the Gryphon.

`How the creatures order one about, and make one repeat lessons!' thought Alice; `I might as well be at school at once.' However, she got up, and began to repeat it, but her head was so full of the Lobster Quadrille, that she hardly knew what she was saying, and the words came very queer indeed:--

"'Tis the voice of the Lobster; I heard him declare,
"You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair."
As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose
Trims his belt a nd his buttons, and turns out his toes.'

When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark,
And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark,
But, when the tide rises and sharks are around,
His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.

`That's different from what I used to say when I was a child,' said the Gryphon.

`Well, I never heard it before,' said the Mock Turtle; `but it sounds uncommon nonsense.'

Alice said nothing; she had sat down with her face in her hands, wondering if anything would EVER happen in a natural way again.

`I should like to have it explained,' said the Mock Turtle.

`She can't explain it,' said the Gryphon hastily. `Go on with the next verse.'

`But about his toes?' the Mock Turtle persisted. `How COULD he turn them out with his nose, you know?'

`It's the first position in dancing.' Alice said; but was dreadfully puzzled by the whole thing, and longed to change the subject.

`Go on with the next verse,' the Gryphon repeated impatiently: `it begins "I passed by his garden."'

Alice did not dare to disobey, though she felt sure it would all come wrong, and she went on in a trembling voice:--

`I passed by his garden, and marked, with one eye,
How the Owl and the Panther were sharing a pie--'
The Panther took pie-crust, and gravy, and meat,
While the Owl had the dish as its share of the treat.
When the pie was all finished, the Owl, as a boon,
Was kindly permitted to pocket the spoon:
While the Panther received knife and fork with a growl,
And concluded the banquet
`What IS the use of repeating all that stuff,' the Mock Turtle interrupted, `if you don't explain it as you go on? It's by far the most confusing thing I ever hear





funny what Carrol is really talking about, no? magnetic direction? do you figure, Iaap? do you dance for life? homard, sacred, lo bs ter

[65if2007]

iameye said:

`

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?(

"Will you, won't you, want me to make you?"

[iameye]

65if2007 said:

iameye said:

`

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?(

"Will you, won't you, want me to make you?"

"Tell me tell me tell me the answer
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer "

walking on bones square dancing

flowers in the dirt:

Hanging Lobster Claw (Heliconia rostrata) is one of the most recognized and widely grown species, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that it is still considered one of the most beautiful. It has a pendent inflorescence, the bracts are red with greenish yellow edges. Each bract resembles a lobster’s claw, hence the common name.
Heliconia (hel-ih-KOH-nee-uh) - Named for Helicon, the mountain of the muses in Greek mythology.
rostrata (ro-STRAY-tuh) - With a beak.
Common Names:

Hanging Lobster Claw, False Bird of Paradise, Crab Claws, Hanging Heliconia
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happy valentines day!



What do you call a female lobster? .......A hen.When is a lobster a chicken? .....When it weighs about one pound.
When is a lobster a pistol? .......When it has no claws.
Why wouldn't a lobsterman with shorts on want to meet a marine patrol officer? .......He has lobsters that don't meet the the legal size.
Why shouldn't a lobster walk into the kitchen? ......It's the first chamber of a lobster trap. (The inner chamber is called the bedroom or parlor.)



"Why do lobstermen release a berried female?

Because berries are eggs and females with eggs are released so the eggs can hatch. The eggs spend at least ten months on the female. The colder the water, the longer the eggs take to hatch. A berried female is also marked with a V-notch in her tail so if she is caught again the lobsterman knows she was an egg-bearing female and releases her.

[iameye]

Oh, as to the whiting,' said the Mock Turtle, `they--you've seen them, of course?'

`Yes,' said Alice, `I've often seen them at dinn--' she checked herself hastily.

`I don't know where Dinn may be,' said the Mock Turtle, `but if you've seen them so often, of course you know what they're like.'

`I believe so,' Alice replied thoughtfully. `They have their tails in their mouths--and they're all over crumbs.'

`You're wrong about the crumbs,' said the Mock Turtle: `crumbs would all wash off in the sea. But they HAVE their tails in their mouths; and the reason is--' here the Mock Turtle yawned and shut his eyes.--`Tell her about the reason and all that,' he said to the Gryphon.

`The reason is,' said the Gryphon, `that they WOULD go with the lobsters to the dance. So they got thrown out to sea. So they had to fall a long way. So they got their tails fast in their mouths. So they couldn't get them out again. That's all.'

`Thank you,' said Alice, `it's very interesting. I never knew so much about a whiting before.'

`I can tell you more than that, if you like,' said the Gryphon. `Do you know why it's called a whiting?'

`I never thought about it,' said Alice. `Why?'

`IT DOES THE BOOTS AND SHOES.' the Gryphon replied very solemnly.

Alice was thoroughly puzzled. `Does the boots and shoes!' she repeated in a wondering tone.

`Why, what are YOUR shoes done with?' said the Gryphon. `I mean, what makes them so shiny?'

Alice looked down at them, and considered a little before she gave her answer. `They're done with blacking, I believe.'

`Boots and shoes under the sea,' the Gryphon went on in a deep voice, `are done with a whiting. Now you know.'

`And what are they made of?' Alice asked in a tone of great curiosity.

`Soles and eels, of course,' the Gryphon replied rather impatiently: `any shrimp could have told you that.'

`If I'd been the whiting,' said Alice, whose thoughts were still running on the song, `I'd have said to the porpoise, "Keep back, please: we don't want YOU with us!"'

`They were obliged to have him with them,' the Mock Turtle said: `no wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise.'

`Wouldn't it really?' said Alice in a tone of great surprise.

`Of course not,' said the Mock Turtle: `why, if a fish came to ME, and told me he was going a journey, I should say "With what porpoise?"'

`Don't you mean "purpose"?' said Alice.

`I mean what I say,' the Mock Turtle replied in an offended tone. And the Gryphon added `Come, let's hear some of YOUR adventures.'

`I could tell you my adventures--beginning from this morning,' said Alice a little timidly: `but it's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.'




Boots and shoes under the sea,' the Gryphon went on in a deep voice, `are done with a whiting. Now you know.'


1whit·ing
Pronunciation:
\ˈhwī-tiŋ, ˈwī-\
Function:
noun
Inflected Form(s):
plural whiting also whit·ings
Etymology:
Middle English, from Middle Dutch witinc, from wit white; akin to Old English hwīt white
15th century

cod, an oily fish
tail in the mouth Oo Omicron
Omicron (uppercase Ο, lowercase ο, literally "small o": o mikron, micron meaning 'small' in contrast to omega) is the 15th letter of the Greek alphabet.

Epsilon Cancri (ε Cnc / ε Cancri) is a star in the constellation Cancer. ε Cancri is one of the brighter members of the Beehive Cluster, and the Bayer designation ε Cancri originally referred to the entire cluster. The Beehive Cluster (also known as Praesepe (Latin for "manger")

Boötes has a variety of myths and legends connected with it. One of the oldest says it represents the son of Zeus and a nymph, Callisto. Boötes was sent away and penniless by his brother. Left to pick his own fate, Boötes invented a plow which was pulled by oxen. He farmed the land and made a decent living. Callisto was so pleased she convinced Zeus to place their son and his plow in the sky. Boötes was known as the female wolves by the Arabs, and the Hebrews called it the barking dog.

[iameye]

too much lobster fun !
www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1_PbDFLGXI
watch for the "T" THAT's JULIA CHILD, BTW

soles and eels? electric eels?



electric bootes and a mohair suit (ever seen a "hairy" lobster? I have.)

Hey kids, shake it loose together
The spotlight's hitting something
That's been known to change the weather
We'll kill the fatted calf tonight
So stick around
You're gonna hear electric music
Solid walls of sound

Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet
But they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets
Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh Bennie she's really keen
She's got electric boots a mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine
Bennie and the Jets

Hey kids, plug into the faithless
Maybe they're blinded
But Bennie makes them ageless
We shall survive, let us take ourselves along
Where we fight our parents out in the streets
To find who's right and who's wrong
see/hear www.youtube.com/watch?v=j0WCQadt864&feature=related

did you know lobsters hold hands?

a bit prophetic? Nancy/ronnie and star wars? ok, I won't take it that far, yet :

Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet?
But they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets

ben (bn) Scots
n.
The inner room or parlor of a house with two rooms.
adv.
Inside; within.
prep.
Within.


old lobsterman and moulting chick in the bedroom, the cage.



benny and the Jetssssssssssssssssssssssssss

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[iameye]

just a little road trip. Don't cry, Baby.


Carl Sandburg (1878–1967). Smoke and Steel. 1922.

VIII. Circles of Doors
Balloon Faces

THE BALLOONS hang on wires in the Marigold Gardens.
They spot their yellow and gold, they juggle their blue and red, they float their faces on the face of the sky.
Balloon face eaters sit by hundreds reading the eat cards, asking, “What shall we eat?”—and the waiters, “Have you ordered?” they are sixty ballon faces sifting white over the tuxedoes.
Poets, lawyers, ad men, mason contractors, smartalecks discussing “educated jackasses,” here they put crabs into their balloon faces.
Here sit the heavy balloon face women lifting crimson lobsters into their crimson faces, lobsters out of Sargossa sea bottoms. 5
Here sits a man cross-examining a woman, “Where were you last night? What do you do with all your money? Who’s buying your shoes now, anyhow?”
So they sit eating whitefish, two balloon faces swept on God’s night wind.
And all the time the balloon spots on the wires, a little mile of festoons, they play their own silence play of film yellow and film gold, bubble blue and bubble red.
The wind crosses the town, the wind from the west side comes to the banks of marigolds boxed in the Marigold Gardens.
Night moths fly and fix their feet in the leaves and eat and are seen by the eaters. 10
The jazz outfit sweats and the drums and the saxophones reach for the ears of the eaters.
The chorus brought from Broadway works at the fun and the slouch of their shoulders, the kick of their ankles, reach for the eyes of the eaters.
These girls from Kokomo and Peoria, these hungry girls, since they are paid-for, let us look on and listen, let us get their number.

Why do I go again to the balloons on the wires, something for nothing, kin women of the half-moon, dream women?
And the half-moon swinging on the wind crossing the town—these two, the half-moon and the wind—this will be about all, this will be about all. 15

Eaters, go to it; your mazuma pays for it all; it’s a knockout, a classy knockout—and payday always comes.
The moths in the marigolds will do for me, the half-moon, the wishing wind and the little mile of balloon spots on wires—this will be about all, this will be about all.

Mary's Gold

The king of Marigold was in the kitchen
Cooking breakfast for the queen
The queen was in the parlour
Playing piano for the children of the king

awfully nice of her, don't ya think considering the situation.

Epsilon Cancri, brightest star in the beehive manger.
epsilon is the E
which used to look like this:
5!


In the system of Greek numerals it has a value of 5. It was derived from the Phoenician letter He . Letters that arose from Epsilon include the Roman E and Cyrillic Ye.
In mathematical notation, the minuscule open e symbol ? ( in MathML) from the extended Latin alphabet is often used interchangeably with the lunate epsilon.
.

5 is way interesting, folks.

[iameye]

The Pirate Song

I want to be a pirate
A pirates life for me
All my friends are pirates
And sail the b. b. sea
Ive got a jolly roger
Its black and white and vast
Get out of your skull and crossbones
And Ill run it up your mast

With a yo-ho-ho
And a ya-ha-ha
And a ye-hee-hee-ho-hum
With a yo-ho-ho
And a ya-ha-ha
And a yum-yum-jum-jum






little like a military man



(Modified to fix the Pirate Song Link) tks jo

[iameye]

The White Rabbit put on his spectacles. `Where shall I begin, please your Majesty?' he asked.

`Begin at the beginning,' the King said gravely, `and go on till you come to the end: then stop.'

These were the verses the White Rabbit read:--

`They told me you had been to her,
And mentioned me to him:
She gave me a good character,
But said I could not swim.

He sent them word I had not gone
(We know it to be true):
If she should push the matter on,
What would become of you?

I gave her one, they gave him two,
You gave us three or more;
They all returned from him to you,
Though they were mine before.

If I or she should chance to be
Involved in this affair,
He trusts to you to set them free,
Exactly as we were.

My notion was that you had been
(Before she had this fit)
An obstacle that came between
Him, and ourselves, and it.

Don't let him know she liked them best,
For this must ever be
A secret, kept from all the rest,
Between yourself and me.'


the tarts pepper, pepper tarts!


Did you know that Lobsters "swim" backwards?

[B]

"`I could tell you my adventures--beginning from this morning,' said Alice a little timidly:
`but it's no use going back to Yesterday, because I was a different person then.'"

as Jai Guru Deva has already pointed out.

[The Deceptionist]

just came across this but i wasn't really sure where to put it:

the original alice in wonderland manuscript in .pdf format "Alice's Adventures Underground"

rs137.rapidshare.com/files/129978916/Alice_teufelsohn.rar

[jarvitronics]

Not only did Ringo play the role of the Mock Turtle in the Alice film, iameye pointed out to me that his wax self appears on the cover of Pepper wearing a mock turtleneck. (Nice spot Lux.)



-j

[iameye]

Star Mocker from way back when. I wonder what da vinci would say about that man.

Happy Birthday Jarv! Have a fab one!

[Deleted]

“We called him a Tortoise because he taught us.”

[Deleted]

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Turtle


The World Turtle (also referred to as the Cosmic Turtle, the World-bearing Turtle, or the Divine Turtle) is a mytheme of a giant turtle (or tortoise) supporting or containing the world. The mytheme, which is similar to that of the World Elephant and World Serpent, occurs in Hindu, Chinese, and Native American mythology.







The tortoise won by a heir.

[mystick]

Jan 24, 2008 23:51:36 GMT -5 iameye said:

skip over one part for now to get to:




`Stand up and repeat "'TIS THE VOICE OF THE SLUGGARD,"' said the Gryphon.

`How the creatures order one about, and make one repeat lessons!' thought Alice; `I might as well be at school at once.' However, she got up, and began to repeat it, but her head was so full of the Lobster Quadrille, that she hardly knew what she was saying, and the words came very queer indeed:--

"'Tis the voice of the Lobster; I heard him declare,
"You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair."
As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose
Trims his belt a nd his buttons, and turns out his toes.'

When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark,
And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark,
But, when the tide rises and sharks are around,
His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.

`That's different from what I used to say when I was a child,' said the Gryphon.

`Well, I never heard it before,' said the Mock Turtle; `but it sounds uncommon nonsense.'

Alice said nothing; she had sat down with her face in her hands, wondering if anything would EVER happen in a natural way again.

`I should like to have it explained,' said the Mock Turtle.

`She can't explain it,' said the Gryphon hastily. `Go on with the next verse.'

`But about his toes?' the Mock Turtle persisted. `How COULD he turn them out with his nose, you know?'

`It's the first position in dancing.' Alice said; but was dreadfully puzzled by the whole thing, and longed to change the subject.

`Go on with the next verse,' the Gryphon repeated impatiently: `it begins "I passed by his garden."'

Alice did not dare to disobey, though she felt sure it would all come wrong, and she went on in a trembling voice:--

`I passed by his garden, and marked, with one eye,
How the Owl and the Panther were sharing a pie--'
The Panther took pie-crust, and gravy, and meat,
While the Owl had the dish as its share of the treat.
When the pie was all finished, the Owl, as a boon,
Was kindly permitted to pocket the spoon:
While the Panther received knife and fork with a growl,
And concluded the banquet
`What IS the use of repeating all that stuff,' the Mock Turtle interrupted, `if you don't explain it as you go on? It's by far the most confusing thing I ever hear




funny what Carrol is really talking about, no? magnetic direction? do you figure, Iaap? do you dance for life? homard, sacred, lo bs ter

Holy of Holies

[mystick]

Jun 29, 2022 11:15:34 GMT -5 mystick said:

Jan 24, 2008 23:51:36 GMT -5 iameye said:

funny what Carrol is really talking about, no? magnetic direction? do you figure, Iaap? do you dance for life? homard, sacred, lo bs ter

Holy of Holies

"magnetic direction?"