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Sensorium Saturday: Peaceful bears, poetry, champagne and musicians

This is my usual writer's journal to keep track of the senses and not part of the Space Explorer 365 story (365 words of story for 365 days from March 20, 2016 to March 19, 2017)... Taste:  a coconut avocado appetizer; a "crack baby" or the Royals wedding drink: vodka, strawberry and maracujá champagne cocktail Sight: Buddy Bears ; fields of yellow rapeseed (Brassica napus); a dim room Sound: Spetsnaz, Public Image Ltd., Moby, Neuroticfish Smell: burnt, an iron left on Touch:  an apple that fits perfectly in the palm of your hand Extra: "We have to get to know each other better...it makes us understand one another better, trust each other more, and live together more peacefully." — buddy-baer.com  "Do it. Run, my beautiful intellectuals, run." — Tim Minchin and his micro-ambitions Why animal activism? "Because it's the magic bullet that fixes everything..." famine, ocean acidification, cancer, heart disease, zoonotic di...

Sensorium Sunday: Ich Liebe Meine Leben

This is my usual writer's journal to keep track of the senses and not part of the Space Explorer 365 story (365 words of story for 365 days from March 20, 2016 to March 19, 2017)... Taste: glühwein - anise, cloves, merlot Sight: Prague Castle at night with fireworks to celebrate the 700th Anniversary of the birth of Czech king and emperor Charles IV Sound: German and Czech; "Turn up the bass, the bass, the bass..." — Johnny Rotten Smell: waffle cones, trdlo, milano cookie Touch: a vibrating chest Extra: "What I could see was that writing and reading and praying and paying attention to sunrises and sunsets might somehow save me." — Ann Hedreen, Her Beautiful Brain     "It's not just that you're in this place, but this place is now in you, in a hundred Christmas moments of delight and discovery, all of them yours to carry in your memory, forever, to unwrap and marvel at and exclaim over again and again." — Ann Hedreen, Her B...

Sensorium Sat.: Do I want my chest ripped open? Or do I want to read a book?

This is my usual writer's journal to keep track of the senses and not part of the Space Explorer 365 story (365 words of story for 365 days from March 20, 2016 to March 19, 2017)... Taste: spicy tomato bean soup Sight: shadowed ears; blood-smeared and shivering in pain Sound: purring Smell: paprika Touch: fluffy goats; whiskers; a kiss in the dark Extra: smug and brutal cardiologists Grateful for: Medical School to Offer Plant-Based Program ,Maine Medical Center in Portland, ME; this Texas hospital, Veggies In Cattle Country: Leading Texas Hospital Now Promoting Plant-Based Diet