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Post by iameye on Aug 23, 2008 11:40:03 GMT -5
Confucius say "I hear and I forget. I see and I remember. I do and I understand."
Confucius never say "no butter, no salt"
Good bye, Sir Mike. I will miss you. But you know where to find me if you ever change your mind. Thanks for the tour ride. I had a blast.
Love,
Lucy
in the sky
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Post by iameye on Aug 23, 2008 22:16:22 GMT -5
Sitting in the stand of the sports arena
Waiting for the show to begin
Red lights, green lights, strawberry wine,
A good friend of mine, follows the stars,
Venus and mars
Are alright tonight. 
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Post by JoJo on Aug 23, 2008 22:42:27 GMT -5
Time Will tell.. He won't entirely disappear, don't worry.
Later on, the story goes, a bottle floated out to sea,
after days when it had found the perfect spot, it opened up.
And I read the note that you never wrote to me.
After all, I’m sure you know, the mayor of Baltimore is here,
after days, now he can finally appear, now at last he's here.
but he never is gonna get my vote, cause he never is gonna get a quote
from the little note that you never wrote to me. To me, to me, to me.
further on, along the line, I was arrested on the shore,
holding papers of governments galore, I was taken in.
But I read the note that you never wrote, yes, I read the note that you never wrote,
oh, I read the note that you never wrote to me. To me, to me, to me.
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Post by iameye on Aug 23, 2008 22:56:50 GMT -5
Time Will tell.. He won't entirely disappear, don't worry. Later on, the story goes, a bottle floated out to sea,
after days when it had found the perfect spot, it opened up.
And I read the note that you never wrote to me.
After all, I’m sure you know, the mayor of Baltimore is here,
after days, now he can finally appear, now at last he's here.
but he never is gonna get my vote, cause he never is gonna get a quote
from the little note that you never wrote to me. To me, to me, to me.
further on, along the line, I was arrested on the shore,
holding papers of governments galore, I was taken in.
But I read the note that you never wrote, yes, I read the note that you never wrote,
oh, I read the note that you never wrote to me. To me, to me, to me.thank you JoJo that was beautiful. sometimes special people shouldn't leave when other special people don't want them to, especially now, when life is so special. ( hey doc, can ya kinda help me out with that last sentence?) |
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Post by iameye on Aug 24, 2008 22:44:51 GMT -5
Sitting in the stand of the sports arena
Waiting for the show to begin
Red lights, green lights, strawberry wine,
A good friend of mine, follows the stars,
Venus and mars
Are alright tonight. while we are here: anyone have a close up of the letters on this little shear-ly girl's sweater? welcome the rolling stones like head stones? grave markers? A GOOD friend of mine follows the STARS A stele (from Greek: στήλη, stēlē, IPA: /ˈstiːli/; plural: stelae, στῆλαι, stēlai, IPA: /ˈstiːlaɪ/; also found: Latinised singular stela and Anglicised plural steles) is a stone or wooden slab, generally taller than it is wide, erected for funerals or commemorative purposes, most usually decorated with the names and titles of the deceased or living — inscribed, carved in relief (bas-relief, sunken-relief, high-relief, etc), or painted onto the slab. what's black and white and read all over?  |
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Post by skyward on Aug 25, 2008 0:10:56 GMT -5
Sitting in the stand of the sports arena
Waiting for the show to begin
Red lights, green lights, strawberry wine,
A good friend of mine, follows the stars,
Venus and mars
Are alright tonight. while we are here: anyone have a close up of the letters on this little shear-ly girl's sweater? welcome the rolling stones like head stones? grave markers? A GOOD friend of mine follows the STARS Iameye, it reads 'Good Guys' down her left sleeve, and there is a blog that covers the story of the striped sweater: wmps-good-guys-welcome-rolling-stones From the link- "The obscured full inscription actually reads, "WMPS Good Guys Welcome the Rolling Stones."
WMPS was a Memphis, Tennessee AM radio station and in 1965 held a contest where one lucky fan would get to meet the Stones. Mary Anne May, a senior at Immaculate Conception High School, "bought a kids striped shirt at the dollar store, because Mick Jagger was wearing striped shirts a lot onstage then." She stitched the inscription on the shirt, sent if off the station."Nice song! Lots of still pics from the Wings years, an interesting mirror image 45 sleeve from Japan. (At 5:08-5:11 into the clip) 'Venus & Mars' along with 'Beware My Love' at YouTube From 'Beware my Love' "I have to leave, And when I'm gone, I'll leave my message in my song..." |
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Post by iameye on Aug 25, 2008 0:44:43 GMT -5
thanks Sky, I've heard that story also. In my usual fashion, I will take this to the extreme limits  the words rolling stones are written in red, the stones word actually bleeding en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hematite Hematite: The name hematite is derived from the Greek word for blood (haima) because hematite can be red, as in rouge, a powdered form of hematite. Huge deposits of hematite are found in banded iron formations. Grey hematite is typically found in places where there has been standing water or mineral hot springs, such as those in Yellowstone. The mineral can precipitate out of water and collect in layers at the bottom of a lake, spring, or other standing water. Hematite can also occur without water, however, usually as the result of volcanic activity. Clay-sized hematite crystals can also occur as a secondary mineral formed by weathering processes in soil, and along with other iron oxides or oxyhydroxides such as goethite, is responsible for the red color of many tropical, ancient, or otherwise highly weathered soils. look also at the color of the dirt on Pepper. " The spectral signature of hematite was seen on the planet Mars by the infrared spectrometer on the NASA Mars Global Surveyor ("MGS") and 2001 Mars Odyssey spacecraft in orbit around Mars.[5] The mineral was seen in abundance at two sites. on the planet, the Terra Meridiani site, near the Martian equator at 0° longitude, and the second site Aram Chaos near the Valles Marineris. Several other sites also showed hematite, e.g., Aureum Chaos" The ancient Egyptians used Hematite in the creation of their magical amulets such as the carpenter stone and head rest amulets and several heart amulets. Some of these amulets were treatments for madness and inflammation. The Greek word haima, which means blood, is the root of Hematite’s name and originates from the stone’s dark red streak. Hematite relates to the Mars, the Roman God of War. The Romans glorified Mars more than the Greeks did, who loathed him and knew him as Ares. Warriors in Roman times used Hematite as protection during battle. So strong was their belief in the power of Hematite to protect them that they thought it could even make them invincible. Some cultures even believed Hematite formed from blood that had fallen on the ground of a battlefield. Venus and Mars are alright tonight “Hematite Rose”, also called “Iron Rose” is a circular arrangement of bladed crystals giving the appearance of the flower of a rose like a black carnation The black varieties of Hematite were once used for mourning Jewelry. and what are the red and green lights or "beads" above the ruby slippers doing there? are they magnetic Hematite? |
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Post by B on Aug 25, 2008 15:55:14 GMT -5
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Post by iameye on Aug 25, 2008 20:26:48 GMT -5
why does shirley have a matching hat? did the YMCA provide that also?  Me father was the keeper of the Eddystone Light,
And he slept with a mermaid one fine night
Out of this union there came three,
A porpoise and a porgy, and the other was me!
Chorus:
With a yo-ho-ho, let the wind blow free,
It’s all for the life on the rolling sea!
One night, as I was a-trimmin’ the glim
And singing a verse from the evening hymn
I see by the light of me binnacle lamp,
Me kind old father lookin’ jolly and damp.
Chorus:
With a yo-ho-ho, let the wind blow free,
It’s all for the life on the rolling sea!
A voice from starboard shouted, “Ahoy!” And there was me mother sittin’ on a buoy
Meanin’ a bouy for ships what sail,
And not a boy what’s a juvenile male.
Chorus:
With a yo-ho-ho, let the wind blow free,
It’s all for the life on the rolling sea!
“Well, what became of me children three?”
Me mother then she asked of me.
Well, one was exhibited as a talking fish,
The other was served as a savory dish.
Chorus:
With a yo-ho-ho, let the wind blow free,
It’s all for the life on the rolling sea!
The phosphorous flashed in her seaweed hair
I looked again and me mother wasn’t there,
But her voice came echoing out of the night,
“To hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!”
Chorus:
With a yo-ho-ho, let the wind blow free,
It’s all for the life on the rolling sea! |
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Post by B on Aug 25, 2008 22:13:17 GMT -5
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Post by iameye on Aug 25, 2008 23:06:02 GMT -5
Like A Rolling Stone
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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Post by iameye on Aug 26, 2008 11:56:48 GMT -5
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Post by iameye on Aug 28, 2008 0:28:20 GMT -5
 7 levels ahoy one god, surrounded by 7 deities one ball of dung lol |
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Post by iameye on Aug 28, 2008 0:31:20 GMT -5
is B gonna yell at me?
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Post by iameye on Aug 28, 2008 1:38:47 GMT -5
Inanna also visits Kur, which results in a myth reminiscent of the Greek seasonal story of Persephone. She sets out to witness the funeral rites of her sister-in-law Ereshkigal's husband Gugalanna, the Bull of Heaven. She takes precaution before setting out, by telling her servant Ninshubur to seek assistance from Enlil, Nanna, or Enki at their shrines, should she not return. Inanna knocks on the outer gates of Kur and the gatekeeper, Neti, questions her. He consults with queen Ereshkigal and then allows Inanna to pass through the seven gates of the underworld. After each gate, she is required to remove adornments and articles of clothing, until after the seventh gate, she is naked. The Annuna pass judgment against her and Ereshkigal slays her and hangs her on the wall. Inanna is rescued by the intervention of Enki. He creates two sexless creatures that empathize with Ereshkigal's suffering, and thereby gain a gift - Inanna's corpse. They restore her to life with the Bread of Life and the Water of Life, but the Sumerian underworld has a conservation of death law. No one can leave without providing someone to stay in their stead. Inanna is escorted by galla/demons past Ninshubur and members of her family. She doesn't allow them to claim anyone until she sees Dumuzi on his throne in Uruk.(Iraq ) They then seize Dumuzi, but he escapes them twice by transforming himself, with the aid of Utu. Eventually he is caught and slain. Inanna spies his sister, Geshtinanna, in mourning and they go to Dumuzi. She allows Dumuzi, the shepherd, to stay in the underworld only six months of the year, while Geshtinanna will stay the other six. www.crystalinks.com/sumermythology.htmlThe etymological derivation of the name Pleiades (Πλειαδεσ) is uncertain. Robert Graves, the late English poet and writer, records in his 'The Greek Myths' (1955) that it may be derived from either the Greek 'plein' for 'to sail', or 'pleios' meaning 'many'. Another possible root is from Pindar, an early Greek poet, who named the cluster the Peleiades – 'a flock of Doves' – and this is, perhaps, the original form. A nearby cluster has retained its animalistic classical name of the Hyades, 'the Piglets'. The 19th century poet Alfred Lord Tennyson probably did not realise how metaphorically close to the truth he was when he described, in his poem Locksley Hall, the rising Pleiades: Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fireflies tangled in a silver braid. In Greek mythology, the Pleiades were seven sisters: Maia, Electra, Alcyone, Taygete, Asterope, Celaeno and Merope. Their parents were Atlas, a Titan who held up the sky, and the oceanid Pleione, the protectress of sailing. After a chance meeting with the hunter Orion, the Pleiades and their mother became the object of his pursuit Only six stars are distinctly visible to the naked eye. The ancient Greeks explained the sudden disappearance of the seventh star in various narratives. According to one, all the Pleiades were consorts to gods, with the exception of Merope. She deserted her sisters in shame, having taken a mortal husband, Sisyphus, the King of Corinth. Another explanation for the 'lost' star related to the myth of the Electra, an ancestress of the royal house of Troy. After the destruction of Troy, the grief stricken Electra abandoned her sisters and was transformed into a comet – everafter to be a sign of impending doom. The Greek legends of the disappearing star are echoed in Jewish [note 2], Hindu and Mongolian folklore: their basis in an actual event seems to be corroborated by astronomical evidence that a clearly visible star in the cluster became extinct towards the end of the second millennium BC. In an alternative myth, the Pleiades were the virgin companions of Artemis, to the ancient Greeks, the goddess of hunting and the Moon. Whilst stalking a hind, the great hunter Orion crept into a sunlit glade, disturbing the innocent play of the sisters. They fled in alarm. His immoderate passions enflamed by their beauty and grace, he pursued them relentlessly, as was fitting for the greatest mortal hunter. In frustration, Artemis pleaded with Zeus to for his intervention. With characteristic olympian sarcasm, he did. As the hunter closed in on his prey, Zeus transformed the sisters into a flock of doves. They flew into the heavens, beyond the reach of their pursuer, but also removed from earthly companionship with the goddess! Artemis, enraged by these twofold masculine affronts, revenged herself on Orion. Apollo, her brother, having been affronted by the mortal hunter's prowess, was persuaded to set a monstrous scorpion to attack Orion. Not to be outdone in this, in another characteristic display of mordant wit, Zeus set the dead hunter in the heavens in a vain pursuit of the Pleiades through the night sky for eternity, with the constellation Scorpio ever chasing after Orion. Even so the Olympian had some compassion for his daughter: the path of the Moon in the heavens passes close to the Pleiades, and thus Artemis – as the goddess of the Moon – had the solace of their frequent reunions. |
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Post by iameye on Aug 28, 2008 7:59:53 GMT -5
 B is gonna really scream at me ;D  7 rows how many rows here?  if you put a mirror along the line created on Diana D'ors Dior arm sgt striped sleeve(kinda), which incidentley has seven abbey road levels, you will see a new walrus ( or did we see this already? ;D) and a fake mustache?  you can totally see where the photo was altered by hand the draw in the line on the plant fronds. It was intentional. maybe I need glasses.   and sgt pepper also underneath the walrus? lol 23.5 degrees of separation    en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Nephthys_N4051_mp3h8832.jpg just kidding on the last one The Greek form of the name is from the native Akkadian Bāb-ilim, which means "Gate of the god". This correctly summarizes the religious purpose of the great temple towers (the ziggurats) of ancient Sumer (Biblical Shinar). In Genesis 10, Babel is said to have formed part of Nimrod's kingdom. It is not specifically mentioned in the Bible that he ordered the tower to be built, but Nimrod is often associated with its construction in other sources. The Hebrew version of the name of the city and the tower, Babel, is attributed in Gen. 11:9 to the verb balal, which means to confuse or confound in Hebrew. The ruins of the city of Babylon are near Hillah, Babil Governorate, Iraq. |
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Post by B on Aug 28, 2008 13:34:28 GMT -5
I haven't wanted to interfere much with your special good-bye to a friend, but if you insist.... Remember tomorrow is our birthday, and I thought we could try to be cordial for the press. Luv, Mary-Kate
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Post by skyward on Aug 28, 2008 21:50:45 GMT -5
Two different stations making a claim, it looks like WMPS on the shirt, but it isn't absolutely clear. The third letter doesn't appear to be a 'C', looking at Jojo's high-res scan. Here is the mirror image from the 45 sleeve, (I assume it's a 45 sleeve.)  |
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Post by iameye on Aug 28, 2008 23:32:23 GMT -5
Two different stations making a claim, it looks like WMPS on the shirt, but it isn't absolutely clear. The third letter doesn't appear to be a 'C', looking at Jojo's high-res scan. Here is the mirror image from the 45 sleeve, (I assume it's a 45 sleeve.) it's more interesting if you put a mirror on linda's finger pointing painting. looks like one, maybe two white letters before the ymca thing too. thanks B, I'll fix it all in a few days. These rounds of birthday parties are killing us. As you know and not everyone Else, I was so very preemie being, me a week Early, and you a day late ..mom in labor those so many hours. But mommy stills says it was actually 9/11 for both of us, the official day. I dunno. Certificate lost in the fire you set when you were three, naughty boy. We ain't no spring chickens, are we? Happy birthday, Letter B,have a festive day!. anyway, back to topic 1 2 3 4 5 6 7   |
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Post by skyward on Aug 28, 2008 23:55:51 GMT -5
Two different stations making a claim, it looks like WMPS on the shirt, but it isn't absolutely clear. The third letter doesn't appear to be a 'C', looking at Jojo's high-res scan. Here is the mirror image from the 45 sleeve, (I assume it's a 45 sleeve.) it's more interesting if you put a mirror on linda's finger pointing painting. looks like one, maybe two white letters before the ymca thing too.
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Post by iameye on Aug 29, 2008 0:14:50 GMT -5
sky, try to line the mirror on the center line of the plant ( a 23.5 degree angle). under that, before shirley, is also a mirrored man, using grandmothers face.... a la sgt pepper |
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Post by iameye on Aug 29, 2008 8:35:46 GMT -5
it's so hard to see this section, what's really there? is that a small figure sitting on a shoulder of a man?  are my glasses foggy?    thanks jojo for the images what do you see? (sorry again, b are these images loading even?) www.jojoplace.org/Shoebox/Pepper_Cover_Stereo_1st/Candle1200DPI.jpgthe candle looks like an old headstone, with the funerary black ribbon thing towards the middle section. a blank slate, no inscription.... where's the candle, where's the stick? You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.lol but first I'll say that I always thought that section was a woman in a gown in yellow standing over, a jpm-ish looking man in a bowler hat, gagged with white gag.....I could never understand why anyone said it was a candlestick. Apollo's words on the sub only related where they last played, probably. Not much offered other than a typical "kudos". Anyway, now, one could maybe see a head, Sans mustache or gag. Someone on his shoulder. Kicking his leg to make a fake mustache. with a lighting bolt throw in also.... the movement you need is on your shoulder ;D |
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Post by P(D)enny La(i)ne on Aug 29, 2008 9:35:01 GMT -5
it's so hard to see this section, what's really there? is that a small figure sitting on a shoulder of a man? are my glasses foggy? thanks jojo for the images what do you see? (sorry again, b are these images loading even?) the candle looks like an old headstone, with the funerary black ribbon thing towards the middle section. a blank slate, no inscription.... where's the candle, where's the stick? You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.lol but first I'll say that I always thought that section was a woman in a gown in yellow standing over, a jpm-ish looking man in a bowler hat, gagged with white gag.....I could never understand why anyone said it was a candlestick. Apollo's words on the sub only related where they last played, probably. Not much offered other than a typical "kudos". Anyway, now, one could maybe see a head, Sans mustache or gag. Someone on his shoulder. Kicking his leg to make a fake mustache. with a lighting bolt throw in also.... the movement you need is on your shoulder ;D The blown-up version is harder to interpret, IMO. It looks to me, like the body of a person who's fallen out of a crashed car, at the bottom of a cliff. More specifically, though, it looks like the body is clutching an hourglass. And may I further suggest that the lightning bolt is a reference to reanimation. Frankenstein style.  |
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Post by skyward on Aug 29, 2008 12:17:12 GMT -5
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Post by iameye on Aug 30, 2008 23:21:36 GMT -5
hello and welcome back! speaking of time and alice thru the looking glass the white rabbit had a pocket watch one side time the other a mirror? Chapter 1: Down the Rabbit Hole
Alice is bored of sitting on the riverbank with her sister, who is reading a book. Suddenly she sees a white rabbit run past wearing a coat and carrying a watch, lamenting running late. She follows it down a rabbit hole and falls very slowly down a tunnel lined with curious objects. She lands in a long hallway lined with locked doors. She finds a little key sitting on a glass table. Behind a curtain on the wall she finds a tiny door that opens with the key and leads into a beautiful garden. The door however is too small for Alice to fit through. Looking back at the table she sees a bottle labelled "DRINK ME" that was not there before. She drinks and it causes her to shrink to a size small enough to fit through the door. Unfortunately Alice has left the key high above on the table. She finds a box under the table in which there is a cake with the words "EAT ME" on it. She eats it, thinking that if it makes her smaller she can creep under the door and if it makes her larger she can get the key. actual text: There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, `Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat- pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. |
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you can totally see where the photo was altered by hand the draw in the line on the plant fronds. It was intentional. maybe I need glasses. 
are my glasses foggy? 
