The more I dream About You the More that i Believe—> Ur Out of Reach!

His Eyes–>wala lang.

ok…simila’t sapul…di naman talaga ako naniniwala sa love at first sight…at hello may bf ako…and we started as friends..

pero do you know the feeling… ai basta..

minsan nga ayaw ko nang i kwento sa mga frens ko..kasi takot akong pagtawanan…parang grade 1 kasi..

CRUSH!?… baka nga..

OBSESSED!?.. wag naman… lam nyo yon.. kasi parang di na siya mawala sa mind ko.. the moment keep flashing back and all isee is us sa scene na yon… knowing that im with my bf… excuse meow ko..heheh teka…siryosi ako hah..

once.. i tried to speak with my fren..and expected.. hehe bakit nga naman nya sisiryosohin..eh..hello.. ur up there…im down here and drama namin..hai.. pano ba to…lam mo ung feeling na gustong gusto mong ikwento sa mga kasama mo…pero afraid ka talaga… kasi nga dream lang sya di reality..

tama ba ang pananaw ko..pro diba..posible naman kaming magkita..

malay mo masalubong ko sya sa ayala…sa burgos…

or for better..ma meet ko sa shopwise makati sa linggo..habang namimili ako ng weekly supply..hhahaha…sige lang AMIE..managginip ka…

Hai..Dream ka na nga lang ba?.. pero diba.. naramdaman mo naman.. alam ko ako ung tinitingnan mo.. di lang minsan yon diba.. its more than 5 time kang lumingon…

at the moment you start plucking your bass sa portion na paburito ko pa…

lam ko alam mong may isang ako na nakatingin parin sayo…

Im just a smile away…pero bakit di ka ngumiti…??? =9

sabagay…pilit ko mang abutin ang isang SAM SANTOS…imposible diba..

oo…alam kong matatawa lang ang makakabasa ng blog kong to…pero sana bago man sila matawa maisip nila ang pusong pinag hugutan ko ng bawat linya nito…

Its ok na pag kawanan…basta naging totoo lang ako…wala nakong mapag sabihan eh… kaya Ballpen nalang at gitara–> (nag-papanggap lang ) nilapitan ko..hahah…=p

At dahil wala akong ma browse na info sa net about you..

ayan.. gumawa nalang ako ng akin..

atleast kung may gumaya sa akin na inahanap ka sa friendster,facebook at twitter..di na sila mabibigo…hehehe=p

yun nga lang.. baka pag nasalubong ako bugbugin ako.. kapal ko pa….hai..

Mr. Seriuos… Smile ka naman minsan…

Its me..

bahala ka na mag isip sino me..

kung maalalamo…sa ROB pampanga un… asa side stage ako..

pero malabo mong maalala un…bat ba ako umaasa..hai..

“The more I dream About You the More that i Believe—> Ur Out of Reach! ..”

My HorOscOpe=p

Posted on September 5th, 2009 in Current Affairs, heart to heart, must be.to be, my stuff by missamie  Tagged

The Bottom Line

Take it to the next level. You’re seeing patterns where others see chaos.

In Detail

Don’t wait for life to happen to you. Make the life you want happen. So what are you waiting for? Opportunities and possibilities abound — it’s the life that you’ve always wanted. All you have to do is make that first, definitive movement toward it. Isn’t life too short to waste? You know it is and it’s time to get moving.

Light BeyoNd HoRizoN=p

Posted on June 20th, 2009 in ArcHiTectUre, Current Affairs, Travel, Weblogs, attitudes, fashion, heart to heart, must be.to be, my stuff by missamie  Tagged

“Success comes To those who daRes to Dream, and Work thiEr Heart Out to Achieve It..” — uhmn.. qoute me on that pals…

I guess life is really too short to be small..

So..why not Dream big… right?..

You know what..?  I never thought these can be real.. Oh, I mean.. 2 months ago.. as a post grad– I was being submerge inTo a million CC of PRESSURE…

Hahaha.. Dont get me wrong…Of course I am happy ,. seeing my 5 year sleepless hard work comes to LIFE.., But on the contrary… I was under pressured… !

OH… but not by my Parents nor Co-Grads…

I was pressured by my EGO. (SAGWA ANO?!!)

After graduation–arangkada agad… RESUMEs side by side…

Takot kasi akong matawag na palamunin.(joke)

hehehe

Alerto sa phone calls, emails, pati txt…(sa mga inaplayan)

Then after two months..ayan na… mag-simula nang sumanib si NEGA sa akin..

I almost forgot who’s Miss Diamzon was…. hai… NEGATIVE nko..

I loose hope… then one morning while checking my email.. I’ve got a TEXT– from ATE Tin =p ( yun oh!) hehehe

sabi nya.. Arch’t. Blanca sets me an interview at makati…

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOom!

yun oh.. kinabahan-na-tense!

Then… I pack things up– bagahe… i plan to sleep over night at my cousin’s house at Guadalupe…

HAi. naku… then 10;00 pm , the night before my interview, ate tin texted me agian saying that my interview was canceled…WHOOOOOOOOO!

—Disapointed????— uhmn… Kinda… =p

Ano ba  Mam.. galing pa ako ng Pampanga…! hehehe

Then my interview Done in Pampanga–Monday–next to that week!

Edi- yun….

I’ve Got The Unforgetable Question— AGYU MUKO?…hehehe

mam neh…

Tapos next to that week?… PLain RiceFIeld Of Pampanga TUrns inTO Sky Scraper Buildings and Sceneries….

ANG MMDA PINK FENCE NA KA KULAY NG BOARDING HOUSE NAMIN.. AI NAMAn..SI MANG BOY OH… IDOL SI BAYANI FERNADO…..HEHEHE=P

BAYAD PU……METUNG…DHVCAT…. AI..

AI..SORRY… MRT PALA TO KALA KO PUJ.. HEHEHE=P

…HALLWAY BA ITO NG DHVCAT?… ASANG SI SIR SOTI..(JOKE) AI..UNDERPASS PLA SA MAY PASEO(AYALA)..HEHEHE=P

OK…CGE NA… KUNYARI HINDI AKO NA-AAMAZED SA MGA STRUCTURE…HEHEHE

SHED SA AYALA…=P

…ALRIGHT… AND THIS IS THE MEMORABLE SPOT— YUN OH.. ANG MANILA PENINSULA… DIYAN LANG NAMAN PO AKO NALIGAW…. HAI… DAPAT KASI MRT BUENDIA ANG SINAKYAN KO…BAKIT MRT AYALA?… HEHEHE

OH.. I JUST REMEMBER THE FONE CALLS—- ATEEEEEE!!!! MELILI KU… HEHEH

NUKARIN KA,,,, ATIU KU ARAP RUSTAN….—GLORIETA….

MIBALIK KA..?..

LAKARAN KUNYA ATA…HEHEHEHE

ALANG SAKEN….

SAKE KANG PANG WASHINGTON…

HEHEHEH ALA…

ZAPOTE NAMU…HAI…=P

AT ETO ANG DESTINASTION SA MASALIMUOT NA PAGKALIGAW SA MALALAWAK NA KALYE SA AYALA…. HAI=P

FORBESTOWN CENTRE -@BURGOS CIRCLE

PARK SA MAY BURGOS CIRCLE=P

LRT STATION - D. JOSE

DYAN PO KAMI SUMASAKAY PAUWI NG PAMPANGA.!

DI NA NGA NA SAMA ANG ADVENTURE KO SA NEWPORT..HEHEHE

I REMEMBER THE INSTRUCTION BY ATE TIN…

LUNGUB KA KING FOUNTAIN..

LUNGUB KU FOUNTAIN?????!!! =P

HEHEHE

ShE MEANT PALA… I HAVE TO PASSED BY THE FOUNTAINS..

SA MAY ILALIM NY OVERPASS SA MANTRADE..HEHEHE=P

YUN… NAKARATING DIN…

BUT..SABI NGA NI MILEY— =P

you can change your hair. you can change clothes
you can change your mind , thats just the way it goes
you can say goodbye and you can say hello
but you’ll always find your way back home
you can change your style you can change your jeans
you can learn to fly and you chase your dreams
you can laugh and cry but everybody knows
you’ll always find your way back home

your best friends your little home town
waiting up where ever you go now
you know that you can always turn around
cuz’ this world is big and its crazy
and this girl is thinking that maybe
that this life is what some people dream about
cuz’ when I’m feeling down
and I’m all alone
I’ve always got a place were i can go
cuz’ i know

yOU’LL AlWAYS fIND yOUr WAY bACk hOMe! =P

BUT BEHIND ALL THESE… i guess Im standing here because of my Tita Lourdes… who she was..?

You dont even have to find out–all i can say was She was the Architect of My Success! =p

Tita,  Hope your happy in there… say hi to the wise guy for me.. =p

and told him to guide my very step to that summit!=p

mY dReAM hOmE=P

iM tOtaLLY iN-LoVEd wITH ThIS hOUSE..fROM iTS ARCHITECtURE TO tHE pERSONALiTY UP TO iTS aTTItUDE.

I found this house so ADDICTIVE.=p

I aDmIT,.. i ReALLY lOVE tROPICAL dESIGN AND The first Time I saw the House at the movie TWILIGHT, I keep sUrfing The net to Find Details abOut It.

It is popuLarly known As the CULLEN HOUSE.. But in ReaLity.. ITs the HOKE HOUSE.. Design BY Arch.’t. Jeff Kovel of SKYLAB architecture.

This is the living area– color scheme came so neutral–it binds outdoor to its interior…=p

Hmmn.. I guess even human can live here EDWARD!.,,hahaha..=P

Edward Cullen: “What did you expect? Coffins, and dungeons and moats?”
Bella: “Um..not the moats.”..

AI..talaga naman.. I dont have the strength to get off this house anymore…hahaha

The amazing symmetry and rough floor looks great, and the (perhaps over used) hanging lamp looks great in this living room.

How did I got here?…

The funny side–my brother thought i Love Robert Pattinson..lol

He didn’t know that im SICK—desperately in-LOVE with this one..=p

Sino bang hindi..?!

Amazing bathroom window/skylight would allows its users to feel very free and open when stripped down and having a shower.

At parang ang sarap yatang mag-babad sa TUB na ito…di ba?..hahaha=p

This portion of the house made me remember about one of my instructor…

HAH!…i can imagine how he’ll react about its atmosphere.. BONGGA YA NEH!!

hahaha=p

The contemporary boxy home is well positioned on the site, the architects have taken advantage of the natural sloping landscape and have strategically placed the home so it looks out over the greenery.

SORRY…these are just some of the picture That I can SHARE for now..hahaha=p

BAka unahan nyo pa akong ipatayo ito in the nEar future..hehehe=p

…Basta..libre lang mangarap..malay natin diba?..=p

O..sya…have enough of this BLOG… Back to CADD nako..

APplying some Filipino planning at its design…LOL=p

–Arkiprincess=p

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ZAHA HADID’S DREAM-A SHOE FOR MELISSA(SHOE MANUFACTURING)

zaha hadid designs a plastic shoe for melissa

the brazilian footwear brand melissa has given zaha hadid the opportunity to design a shoe in plastic…
in its most fashionable state. the curvature of the limited-edition shoe is familiar from many recent projects
by zaha hadid architects, like the abu dhabi performing arts center and the london aquatic center.
‘the fluidity of our design combined perfectly with the technology of melissa’s plastic, injecting pieces
without closures or seals,’ says hadid. available in eight colours, the shoe was launched on september
18, 2008 during london fashion week. ‘it can’t be clunky - you have to really work on it like a sculpture’
she said. here are a few stills from a video showing the making of a giant zaha hadid shoe sculpture.

the shoes features zaha hadid’s signature: morphed curves, transformed into a ballet slipper.

In the era of the high-rise heel, it’s no surprise that an architect has been called upon to design women’s shoes.

Architect Zaha Hadid, known for her abilities to mould metal and glass into spectacular buildings, has joined forces with Brazilian shoemakers Melissa to create a new women’s shoe.

The £200 limited edition shoe takes on features of one of Hadid’s grand-scale designs with cut out holes for the toes and diagonally sloping straps.

ArCHitEcture of WTC tower have Something To DO wiTh The BomBING!

Posted on April 24th, 2009 in Weblogs by missamie  Tagged

September 11th, 2001

WTC Facts:

  • The date of the attack: 9/11 - 9 + 1 + 1 = 11.
  • Each building had 110 stories.
  • After September 11th there are 111 days left to the end of the year.
  • September 11th is the 254th day of the year:  2 + 5 + 4 = 11.
  • 119 is the area code for Iraq/Iran.   1 + 1 + 9 = 11,911 - 119 are opposites - enemies?
    11 11 polarity.
  • Twin Towers - standing side by side, looks like the number 11.
  • The first plane to hit the towers was Flight 11.
  • State of New York - The 11th State added to the Union.
  • “New York City” has 11 letters.
  • “Afghanistan” - 11 letters.
  • “The Pentagon” - 11 letters.
  • “Ramzi Yousef” - 11 letters (convicted of orchestrating the attack on the WTC in 1993).
  • Flight 11 - 92 on board - 9 + 2 = 11.
  • Flight 11 had 11 crew members onboard.
  • Flight 77 - 65 on board - 6 + 5 = 11.

Flight 11, 93, 175, 77   -    If these numbers are broken down, 11 actually remains the same in numerology, 93 becomes 12, 175 becomes 13 and 77 becomes 14.   11 - 12 - 13 - 14 Broken down again and you have
2 - 3 = 4 - 5.   Add them all up and break them all down!

11 + 93 + 175 + 77 = 356 = 14 = 5
11 + 12 + 13 + 14 = 50 = 5
2 + 3 + 4 + 5 = 14 = 5

Twin Towers =11 + Flight 11 + September, 11th = 33

In Freemasonry 33 is the highest degree there is.  Remember on another page I taught you one must be careful in pointing the finger at an instigator?   Well, I’ll point the finger right now.   Certain members of the U.S. Government and the U.S. Military knew the event was going to happen because they are the ones who planned it.  They worked together with Osama bin Laden to bring this event to pass.

Flight 11 was a Boeing 767-200.  It hit the North Tower at 8:45 AM EST.   The length of the aircraft is 159 feet and 2 inches.  1 + 5 + 9 - 2 (planes?) = 13.   The number 13 is used extensively within Freemasonry.  The 33rd degree Masonic Temple is located just 13 blocks north of the White House.   There are many other instances of the number thirteen within Masonry.  The Pagan mind is obsessed with numbers and symbols.

Flight 175 was also a Boeing 767-200.   This aircraft hit the South Tower.  1 + 7 + 5 = 13.  The Twin Towers were hit with planes carrying the occult signatures of ‘11′ and ‘13′, the two most important numbers in the entire occult world.  The number ‘11′ symbolizes all that is evil and imperfect [The Old World Order] and the number ‘13′ signifies rebellion against God’s constituted authority!

It is interesting that the North Tower was hit first.    In Masonic doctrine, North, is designated as the area where darkness, superstition, and ignorance dwells.  Albert Pike describes this belief: “To all Masons, the North has immemorially been the place of darkness; of the great lights of the Lodge, none is in the North.” [Morals and Dogma, p. 592]

The Elite Mason worships toward the East, because they are pagan Sun worshippers, hence the Eastern Star.   Most other Masons do not even realize this.  In their Lodges, the North is empty as a symbol of their belief about that direction.  Why do Masons believe this way about the North? The Bible states that God sits on His throne in the north [Isaiah 14:13].    By striking the North Tower first, the Illuminist Masons guiding this world into the New World Order may have been symbolically striking at God and His system, the Old World Order!

If you tie these two understandings together, you should realize why the first aircraft designated ‘11′ hit the North Tower first.  North is the direction of God’s throne.

We know who is behind the terrible tragedy simply by the occult Illuminist signature.   Osama bin Laden was only carrying out part of the plan which originated from the Illuminati.    If American, British, and Israeli Intelligence really wanted a man out of the way, they would get him no matter how rich or powerful or protected he might be. Osama bin Laden is alive today only because the Illuminati wants him to be alive.

The numbers 3, 7, 9, 11, 13, 33 , 39 have special meaning to the ELITE Freemasons.  Remember, The Brotherhood of the Serpent was founded clear back in ancient Sumeria and the one who founded it was overthrown by those who were evil.  With evil now in control it took this Brotherhood of the Serpent (Big Brother) and made several spin-offs of it.   The Bilderberg Group is one, it has 39 members in its core who are broken into 3 groups of 13.  And the 39 answers to the 13 who make up the Policy Committee.   The 13 who make up the Policy Committee answer to the Round Table of Nine.

Did you know that the original number of states within the United States of America was 13?  The Stripes on the American Flag represent this.   The Constitution also has 7 articles and was signed by 39 members of the Constitutional Convention.

The Pagan assigns numbers to objects, planets, or an idea.   One of history’s greatest Satanist’s, W. Wynn Wescott who was extremely influential in the latter part of the 19th Century explains:

The followers of Pythagoras … referred every object, planet, man, idea, and essence to some number or other, in a way which to most moderns must seem curious and mystical in the highest degree. ‘The numerals of Pythagoras’, says Porphyry, who lived about 300 A.D., ‘were hieroglyphic symbols, by means whereof he explained all ideas concerning the nature of things’, and the same [numeric] method of explaining the secrets of nature is once again being insisted upon in the new revelation of the ‘Secret Doctrine’, by H.P. Blavatsky. ‘Numbers are a key to the ancient views of cosmogony — in its broad sense, spiritually as well as physically considered, to the evolution of the present human race; all systems of religious mysticism are based upon numerals. The sacredness of numbers begins with the Great First Cause, the One, and ends only with the nought or zero — symbol of the infinite and boundless universe’.” [The Occult Power of Numbers, W. Wynn Westcott, p. 15.]

The entire World Trade Center event was underlined with the occultic number 11.  Occultists all over the world knew exactly what had happened and who did it.

Idols of past pagan societies have been formed in the likeness of fish, birds, animals, the Sun, the Moon and the Stars.   The mathematics underlying science and science itself they also worship.  Inherent power is what they believe numbers possess.

To understand this fact, you need to understand that the occultist literally fulfills Paul’s explanation of a pagan, of a Satanist, in Romans 1:25, “… they exchanged the truth of God for a lie and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator …

There are events in the past which have the number 11 associated with them.

The Illuminati ended the First World War according to Albert Pike’s occult plan to produce Antichrist.   They deliberately ended it on the 11th hour, on the 11th day, on the 11th month.  (11 x 3 = 33)  The signing of the Armistice agreement was undergirded by three eleven’s!

We have zeroed in on the number 11, because this tragedy is undergirded by this number.

Why is the number 11 important to the occultist?  As Wescott explains, “… so 11 is the essence of all that is sinful, harmful, and imperfect.” [Ibid., p. 100] Thus, while 11 is very important, multiplication’s are also important, such as 22, 33, 44, 55, 66, 77, 88, and 99.

Let’s examine representations of various eleven’s woven into this terrible tragedy.

1. The first 11 is formed by the day on which this tragedy occurred, September 11.

2. The second 11 is formed by adding the 9th month, September, and the date, [9 + 1 + 1], forming another 11.

3. The third 11 is formed by the airplane number that first crashed into the World Trade Tower. That plane was American Airlines Flight #11.

4. The fourth 11 is formed by the airplane number that crashed into the Pentagon. That plane was United Airlines Flight #77 [11 x 7].

5. The fifth 11 is formed by the North Twin Tower of the World Trade Center was 110 stories tall [11 x 10]

6. The sixth 11 is formed by South Twin Tower, the World Trade Center was 110 stories tall [11 x 10]

7. The Architecture of the Twin Towers [ 11 ] of the World Trade Center — Satanists love to express their beliefs and their goals in architecture. Thus, many of the buildings of Washington, D.C., were created originally with occult symbols on them, and in them. This fact is the reason why the street designs are created in such a way as to form Satanic symbols. The streets north of the White House form an inverted Pentagram, the Goatshead of Mendes, while the streets joining the White House to the Capitol form one side of a Masonic Compass, while other streets form the Masonic Square and Rule.

8. The eighth ‘11′ is formed by one of the doomed flights, where the crew totaled ‘11′.

9. The ninth ‘11′ is formed by the fact that September 11 is the 254th day of the year. When you add 2 + 5 + 4 you get ‘11′

10. The tenth ‘11′ is formed because, after September 11, there are 111 days left in the year.

11. The eleventh ‘11′ is formed by the historic fact that New York State was the 11th state to join the Union in preparation to create the 13-state confederation that would declare independence from England.

We have at least 11 firm and fundamental instances in which this tragedy was carried out “by the numbers” just as any Illuminist would want, because they believe a good plan can fail unless it is carried out according to the correct numbers sacred to the Satanist. The more numbers, the greater the chance of success. This very strong numeric signature on this attack clearly sends a signal to the rest of the occult world that this event was Illuminist, and that it signaled the beginning of a further series of events that will bring the world to the coveted Third World War that will produce Antichrist.

Freemasonry and the Illuminati go together like peanut butter and jelly.   The Illuminati proudly display their New World Order logo, the pyramid with the All-Seeing-Eye on the reverse of the American one Dollar bill.  This graphic shows evidence that the Illuminati are linked to Freemasonry.  The graphic is a scan of a page from a Masonic bible.  You can see the ink on the reverse of the page on the right-hand side which says “Holy B” or “Holy Bible”.    Notice the Illuminati symbol on the top of the page (the All-Seeing-Eye)?

In numerology, A = 1, B = 2, C = 3, D = 4, and so on.   There are 33 sections are within the emblem of the United Nations.  U (21) N (14) = (2+1=3)  (1-4=3)  3 and 3 make 33  U.  N. United Nations.    33 is the highest obtainable degree within Freemasonry.

No one will enter the New World Order unless he or she will make a pledge to worship Lucifer. No one will enter the New Age unless he will take a LUCIFERIAN Initiation.” (David Spangler, Director of Planetary Initiative, United Nations)

When the Illuminati assassinated President Kennedy, he was killed according to the occult number signature of eleven [11]. He was killed in the 11th month, on the 22nd day, and on the 33rd parallel. He was also killed in the Masonic Dealey Plaza, the most powerful secret society in the world today to whom the number 11 is extremely important.

The Master Number

As before mentioned, the number 11 has special significance.   In Numerology it is not reduced to a single digit.    It is a power number as is 22, 33 etc.   The number 11 represents the vision. The number 22 combines vision with action.   The number 33 offers guidance to the world.  The master numbers 11, 22, and 33 represent a triangle.   A triangle of enlightenment or illumination.

33
11 22

July 6, 1946 was George Bush’s birthday.   It can be reduced to the power number 33:
7/6/1946 => 7 + 6 = 13, 1946 => 1 + 9 + 4 + 6 = 20.       20 + 13 = 33 .. .. 11 + 22. George is a member of Skull and Bones (a spin-off of the Brotherhood) just like his father and grandfather.  Seems old Dubya is a master in more ways than just President of United States.  There is more to George’s name then meets the eye as you will soon find out.  First let’s look at what else the occult has to say about its ‘master number’.

  • 11 is a “master number or “power number” as most numerologists will testify.  It is a number which cannot be reduced by adding the two digits.  11 is associated with someone who is on a higher plane of existence.    Someone who brings “mystical revelation”.   Someone who often feels slightly distant from the people surrounding him or her, and has trouble feeling any real empathy for them.   Also, this is sometimes the number of the matyr.
  • The blue cord of the mason masters is large of 11 cm.
  • The Hebrews concider it to be a bad number.
  • The Number of the knowledge of God is 11.  According to Arabs, this one passing by 11 steps.
  • In the Golden Dawn, There are also 11 steps, or degrees,. Aleister Crowley revered this number as well when he said that the whole object of magick was the 5 (black, yin, pentagonal) with 6 (white, yang, hexagonal) – thus making 11!
  • The general number of magic or sorcery and magicians. The individual in confrontation with the world. The number of war and the battle with the demonic element (The images of the destruction played over and over again could certainly be considered mind-control-sorcery).
  • The symbol of Martyrdom.
  • Symbol of the interior flight, the rebellion and the mislaying which results from it.
  • The trangression of the law is represented by 11 because of it exceeding the number ten by 1.  That is the one of the Decalogue.    According to Saint Augustin, it represents the sin.  The punishment of the wicked is asked in Psalm 11 (Vulgate numbering).   This symbolism is confirmed by theoretical speculations.   If you added all numbers from 1 to 11 they will equal 66.  And by multiplying 11 by 6 (the number of evil) you get 66.   If you added the two digits together it is reminiscent of the Roman number II (number of both the division and corruption).
  • 11 is the number expressing more than human sin in general or cosmic. According to R. Allendy.

To to the Jews the number 11 is bad.   The number of trangression of the law, rebellion, war, sin, sorcery, martyrdom; all of which were displayed to the whole world on 9/11.

The Pythagorian Table is numbered 1 to 9 each place having certain letters of the alphabet associated with them.   The Chaldean Table works in a simialar way except it is numbered 1 to 8 and the letters associated with each number are differ as well.   You will find that there are many connections to the number 11 in birthdates, names and places and these charts.    Numerologists use these two methods for calculation with the Chaldean table being the oldest and most accurate.

PYTHAGOREAN CONVERSION TABLE

1
A
J
S
2
B
K
T
3
C
L
U
4
D
M
V
5
E
N
W
6
F
O
X
7
G
P
Y
8
H
Q
Z
9
I
R

CHALDEAN CONVERSION TABLE

1
A
I
J
Q
Y
2
B
K
R
3
C
G
L
S
4
D
M
T
5
E
H
N
X
6
U
V
W
7
O
Z
8
F
P
There is no number 9 in this Numerology chart because, to the ancient Chaldeans, 9 was believed to be a sacred number and was kept apart from the rest.

Numerologists use the above charts to calculate the number of names and birthdates.   Below are two examples:

The Pythagorean Method

S
1
+
+
E
5
+
+
P
7
+
+
T
2
+
+
E
5
+
+
M
4
+
+
B
2
+
+
E
5
+
+
R
9
= 40 => 4 + 0 = 4

The Chaldean Method

S
3
+
+
E
5
+
+
P
8
+
+
T
4
+
+
E
5
+
+
M
4
+
+
B
2
+
+
E
5
+
+
R
2
= 38 => 3 + 8 = 11

Using the Chaldean method “September” adds up to another 11.   These two charts are used by the Illuminati.  The Chaldean was probably used in the days of the Tower of Babel by Babylonian priests.

Take all the letters in “George W Bush” and add them up:

G + E + O + R + G + E (3 + 5 + 7 + 2 + 3 + 5) = 25
W ( 6 ) 6
B + U + S + H ( 2 + 6 + 3 + 5 ) = 16
Sum——————————————–> 47 ( 4 + 7 = 11)
Surprised?  no?  Here's more: 

Flight 11 was the first to enter “New York City” (11 letters). There were 92 (9 + 2 = 11) souls on board, including the 11 crew members, when it slammed into the North Tower:

                 N + O + R + T + H
                 5 + 7 + 2 + 4 + 5 = 23
                                      +   => 47
                 T + O + W + E + R         4 + 7 = 11!
                 4 + 7 + 6 + 5 + 2 = 24

Flight 175 had 65 (6 + 5 = 11) on board, it struck the South Tower; each tower having 110 stories. 

Flight 77 (11 x 7) crashed into the Pentagon:

F + L + I + G + H + T     8 + 3 + 1 + 3 + 5 + 4 = 24 + 77 => 7 + 7 = 14 => 38 => 3 + 8 = 11
P + E + N + T + A + G + O + N   8 + 5 + 5 + 4 + 1 + 3 + 7 + 5 => 38 => 3 + 8 = 11


For thousands of years the global elite (members of the Brotherhood) have communicated via symbology.   Just like all the events listed on the “Table of Coincidence” which coincide with the astronomical alignments of 19.5 and 33 degrees the September 11th event was planned as well

There are many reasons for the attack, one is to bring America into war and another is to further the destruction of the economy.    As days pass we are getting closer and closer to Anti-Christ.  It can be stopped.   If YOU want it to.

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When America goes to war it will be fighting a war which was planned along time ago.   One sure way to stop their plan is to show Military personnel who the true enemy is.   Then Military people wouldn’t carry out their plan.   All they do is make people suffer and fight wars in the name of their God, Satan.

Prophecy is nothing more then a collection of future events which are agreed upon by men.

George W. Bush’s birthday equals the master number 33, and it was Bush whose name equals the master number 11 who ordered all flags be flown at half-mast until September 22!   Sept. 22 is 11 days after the event.  It completed the triangle 11, 22, 33.

The number 9 is left out because it is sacred to the Illuminati.   5/5/1776 is when the Illuminati was founded.    5 + 1 + 1 + 7 + 7 + 6 => 27 = 2 + 7 = 9

See also here for 11:11 phenomenon

http://site.uri-geller.com/en/are_your_eyes_attracted_to_11_11

In the days following the September 11, 2001, terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center in New York City, the world was searching for answers to one question: “could it have been prevented?” In the absence of facts, many began looking for coincidences that could possibly give some insight. This chain could be the result of desperate folks grasping at straws, but is more likely an unfunny joke crafted by someone with too much free time.

You have to try this one!!! Did you know that a flight number from one of the planes that hit one of the two towers was Q33NY.

In MS Word, type in that flight number, Q33NY. Enlarge the font size to 26 Change the font to Wingdings 1.

———–

1. Open up a blank Word document.

2. Type in Q33 NY in capitals (this is the flight number of the 1st plane to hit the WTC)

3. Highlight it.

4. Change the font size to 48.

5. Change the actual font to wingdings (1).

The rumor above surfaced in the days after the September 11, 2001, attacks on New York city. It resurfaced with a vengeance after Muslim extremist groups took credit for the July 7, 2005, bombings on public transit targets in London, England. Today, it it most often seen bundled with similar missives about coincidences involving the number 11 and verse 9:11 of the Koran.

Typing “Q33NY” in the Windows Wingdings font produces pictures of an airplane, two pieces of paper (which, could, I guess, resemble the twin towers of the world trade center if you squint really hard), a skull and crossbones, and a star of David. The suggestion here is that this combination might have predicted a plot to kill Jews by crashing a plane into two buildings.

Q33NY

One possible explanation for this coincidence proffered by those who forward this chain is that a large proportion of computer programmers are Muslims and one of them must have known about the plot, had a crisis of conscience and felt a need to tell the world about, but did so in a covert way to protect himself from retribution. Another, much more ridiculous explanation floating around is that folks at Microsoft knew about the attacks before they happened because they funded them. The assertion is that the Wingdings font was design to give coded messages to operatives.

One problem with both of these explanations is that Microsoft created Wingdings as part of its Windows 3.0 operating system in the late 1980s. The font has remained unchanged since its creation, so even if there was something to this rumor, the font predates the events in question by more than a decade.

Further, the planes that hit the World Trade Center towers were flights 11 and 175. There is not, nor has there never been a flight “Q33NY.” In fact, that sequence doesn’t fit any valid flight numbering system in use by any airline or airport. Neither is it, as various versions of this chain suggest, the tail number of one of those planes, the highway on which the WTC towers sat nor some reference to a passage in the Koran.

Most likely, Q33NY is the brainchild of some prankster bent on making fun of those searching for coincidences to explain the terrible tragedy. The Wingdings font is a collection of small images, most used in some aspect of the Windows operating system. It would not take much effort to come up with numerous combinations of cryptoglyphs to tell different stories. You can view the entire Wingdings font on any Windows system using the built-in Character Map feature (Click “Start,” choose “Run,” then type “charmap” and click “run”). Break this Chain.

THE TWILIGHT SAGA

Posted on April 11th, 2009 in attitudes, fashion, heart to heart, my stuff by missamie  Tagged , , ,

Twilight 

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Overview

Down 50% in popularity this week. See why on IMDbPro.

Writers (WGA):

Melissa Rosenberg (screenplay)
Stephenie Meyer (novel)

Contact:

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Release Date:

26 November 2008 (Philippines) more

Tagline:

When you can live forever what do you live for? more

Plot:

A teenage girl risks everything when she falls in love with a vampire. full summary | full synopsis

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Awards:

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Cast

(Cast overview, first billed only)

Plot summary

Bella Swan has always been a little bit different. Never one to run with the crowd, Bella never cared about fitting in with the trendy, plastic girls at her Phoenix, Arizona high school. When her mother remarried and Bella chooses to live with her father in the rainy little town of Forks, Washington, she didn’t expect much of anything to change. But things do change when she meets the mysterious and dazzlingly beautiful Edward Cullen. For Edward is nothing like any boy she’s ever met. He’s nothing like anyone she’s ever met, period. He’s intelligent and witty, and he seems to see straight into her soul. In no time at all, they are swept up in a passionate and decidedly unorthodox romance - unorthodox because Edward really isn’t like the other boys. He can run faster than a mountain lion. He can stop a moving car with his bare hands. Oh, and he hasn’t aged since 1918. Like all vampires, he’s immortal. That’s right - vampire. But he doesn’t have fangs - that’s just in the movies. And he doesn’t drink human blood, though Edward and his family are unique among vampires in that lifestyle choice. To Edward, Bella is that thing he has waited 90 years for - a soul mate. But the closer they get, the more Edward must struggle to resist the primal pull of her scent, which could send him into an uncontrollable frenzy. Somehow or other, they will have to manage their unmanageable love. But when unexpected visitors come to town and realize that there is a human among them Edward must fight to save Bella? A modern, visual, and visceral Romeo and Juliet story of the ultimate forbidden love affair - between vampire and mortal. Written by http://www.summit-ent.com/

Isabella Swan moves to gloomy Forks to live with her father. As she starts her junior year in high school she becomes fascinated by Edward Cullen who holds a dark secret which is only known by his family. Edward falls in love with Bella as well but knows the further they progress in their relationship the more he is putting Bella and those close to her at risk. Edward warns Bella that she should leave him but she refuses to listen and to understand why he is saying this. Bella learns his secret. He is a vampire, however she is not afraid of his blood-thirsty needs and the fact he could kill her at any moment. Bella is afraid of losing him, the love of her life. The thrill begins when a new vampire finds it a challenge to hunt Bella down for her irresistible blood. The game is on and James will not stop until she is killed. Written by courtney

Bella Swan is a clumsy, kind hearted teenager with a knack for getting into trouble. Edward Cullen is an intelligent, good looking vampire who is trying to hide his secret. Against all odds, the two fall in love but will a pack of blood thirsty trackers and the disapproval of their family and friends separate them?

Memorable quotes

James: Oh, still stubborn, aren’t we? Is that what makes you so special to Edward?


Isabella Swan: How old are you?
Edward Cullen: Seventeen.
Isabella Swan: How long have you been seventeen?
Edward Cullen: A while.


Isabella Swan: Clair de Lune is great.
Edward Cullen: [Edward spins Isabella around and she gives him a look] What?
Isabella Swan: I can’t dance
[laughs]
Isabella Swan: .
Edward Cullen: Hmm… Well, I could always make you.
Isabella Swan: I’m not scared of you.
Edward Cullen: [laughs] Well you really shouldn’t have said that.


[from trailer]
Emmett Cullen: This is *wrong*, Edward! She’s not one of us!


Jessica Stanley: Bella! Guess who just asked me to prom. I totally thought Mike was gonna ask you, actually. Um, it’s not gonna be weird though, right?
Isabella Swan: No, no. Zero weirdness. You guys are great together.
Jessica Stanley: I know, right?


James: Beautiful. Very visually dynamic. I chose my stage well.


Isabella Swan: Are you going to tell me how you stopped the van?
Edward Cullen: Yeah. Um… I had an adrenaline rush. It’s very common. You can Google it.


Edward Cullen: What did you expect? Coffins and dungeons and moats?
Isabella Swan: No, not the moats.
Edward Cullen: Not the moats.


Isabella Swan: Graduation caps?
Edward Cullen: Private joke. We matriculate a lot.


[from trailer]
Edward Cullen: Are you afraid?
Isabella Swan: I’m only afraid of losing you.


Edward Cullen: The hunt is his obsession. He’s never gonna stop!


Isabella Swan: [to Edward] I’d rather die than to stay away from you.


Edward Cullen: And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.
Isabella Swan: What a stupid lamb.
Edward Cullen: What a sick, masochistic lion.


Isabella Swan: Will you tell me the truth?
Edward Cullen: No, probably not.
[Bella turns away slighly angry]
Edward Cullen: I’d rather hear your theories.
Isabella Swan: I have considered radiocative spiders and kryptonite.
Edward Cullen: All superhero stuff right? But what if I’m not the hero? What if I am the bad guy?
Isabella Swan: You’re not.
[Edward smiles]


Edward Cullen: I only said it would be better if we weren’t friends, not that I didn’t want to be.
Isabella Swan: What does that mean?
Edward Cullen: It means if you’re smart… you’ll stay away from me.
Isabella Swan: Okay, let’s say for argument’s sake that I’m not smart.


Edward Cullen: That’s what you dream about? Being a monster?
Isabella Swan: I dream about being with you forever.


Isabella Swan: You know, your mood swings are kinda giving me whiplash.


Rosalie Hale: Here comes the human.
[Bella and Edward walk around the corner]
Esme Cullen: [Runs up to Bella] Bella! We’re making Italiano for you.
Isabella Swan: Okay.
Edward Cullen: Bella, this is Esme, my mother for all intents and purposes.
Isabella Swan: Buongiorno?
Esme Cullen: Molto Bene!
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: It gives us an excuse to use the kitchen for the first time.
Esme Cullen: I hope you’re hungry.
Isabella Swan: Yeah, absolutely!
Edward Cullen: She already ate.
Rosalie Hale: [Breaks the bowl she's holding] Perfect!
Isabella Swan: Yeah-it’s just that I know… I know you guys don’t eat.
Esme Cullen: Of course, that’s very considerate of you.
Edward Cullen: Just ignore Rosalie. I do.
Rosalie Hale: Yeah! Let’s just keep pretending like this isn’t dangerous for all of us.
Isabella Swan: I would never tell anybody anything.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: She knows that.
Emmett Cullen: Yeah, well the problem is… you two have gone public now so…
Esme Cullen: Emmett!
Rosalie Hale: No, she should know. The entire family will be implicated if this ends badly.
Isabella Swan: Badly as in… I become the meal.
[Alice comes in through the window]


Edward Cullen: [to Bella] You are my life now.


Isabella Swan: [to Edward] How did you get over to me so fast?
Edward Cullen: [to Bella] I was standing right next to you, Bella.
Isabella Swan: No. You were next to your car, across the lot.
Edward Cullen: No, I wasn’t.
Isabella Swan: Yes, you were.
Edward Cullen: Bella, you hit your head. I think you’re confused.
Isabella Swan: I know what I saw.
Edward Cullen: And what exactly was that?
Isabella Swan: You stopped the van. You pushed it away with you hand.
Edward Cullen: Well, nobody’s going to believe you.
Isabella Swan: I wasn’t going to tell anybody. I just need to know the truth.
Edward Cullen: Can’t you just thank me and get over it?
Isabella Swan: Thank you.
Edward Cullen: You’re not going to let this go, are you?
Isabella Swan: No.
Edward Cullen: Well then I hope you enjoy disappointment.


Laurent: [to Cullens] I am Laurent, and this is Victoria, and James.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: I’m Carlisle, this is my family.
[looks from side to side at family]
Laurent: So, could you use three more players?
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [glances in Edward's direction] Sure, why not? A few of us were leaving, you can take their place. We’ll bat first.
[tosses baseball at Laurent]
Victoria: [catches ball in front of Laurent] I’m the one with the wicked curve ball.


Edward Cullen: [shuts car door] Carlisle, what’s going on?
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [sighs] Waylon Forge was found in a boat out near his place, I just examined the body.
Isabella Swan: He died? How?
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: Animal attack
[looks at Edward]
Isabella Swan: [glances at Edward]
[to Carlisle]
Isabella Swan: Was it the same one that got that security guard down at Mason?
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [sighs, then glances at Edward] Most likely.
Isabella Swan: It must getting closer to town then…
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [cuts Bella off] Bella, you should go inside. Waylon was your father’s friend.
Isabella Swan: Okay.
[glances at Edward and walks up stairs]
Isabella Swan: [turns around to Carlisle then to Edward] Um, I’ll see you later.
[Carlisle turns to Edward]


Isabella Swan: Look, You gotta give me some answers.
Edward Cullen: Yes. No. To get to the other side. Uh, 1.77245…
Isabella Swan: I don’t need to know what the square root of pi is.
Edward Cullen: You knew that?


Billy Black: [to Bella] We came for your flat-screen. And because Jacob wouldn’t stop talking about seeing you again.
Jacob Black: Thanks, Dad. Nice.
Billy Black: I’m just keepin’ it real, son.


Eric Yorkie: Cute, Mike. Let a playa play!


Rosalie Hale: [after Edward asks her to put on Bella's coat to distract James] Why should I? What is she to me?
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [Hands her the coat] Bella is with Edward. She’s a part of this family, and we protect our family.


Edward Cullen: I should go back there and rip those guys’ heads off.
Isabella Swan: Um… No, you shouldn’t.
Edward Cullen: You don’t know the vile, repulsive things they were thinking.
Isabella Swan: And you do?
Edward Cullen: It’s not hard to guess.
Edward Cullen: Can you talk about something else? Distract me so i won’t turn around.
Isabella Swan: You should put your seat belt on.
Edward Cullen: Haha… you should put your seat belt on!


Rosalie Hale: [after Emmett catches the baseball by climbing a tree] My monkey man!


Eric Yorkie: [to Bella] So I was wondering… if you have a- a da…
Mike Newton: [shakes wet hat over Bella's head] ’sup Arizona? How you likin the rain girl?
Eric Yorkie: Yeah, Mike, you’re real cute you know that?


Mike Newton: What’s sup, Arizona? How you likin’ the rain, girl?


Isabella Swan: Everyone’s staring.
Edward Cullen: No, not that guy. Oh wait, he looked.


Edward Cullen: I don’t have the strength to stay away from you anymore.
Isabella Swan: Then don’t.


Isabella Swan: Everybody’s staring.
Edward Cullen: Not that guy. No he just looked. Breaking all the rules now anyways.
[looks at Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, and Alice]
Edward Cullen: Since I’m going to hell
[slips arm around Bella's shoulder]


Isabella Swan: Did you follow me?
Edward Cullen: I… I feel very protective of you.
Isabella Swan: So you followed me.
Edward Cullen: I was trying to keep a distance unless you needed my help and then I heard what those low-lives were thinking.
Isabella Swan: Wait. You say you heard what they were thinking?
Isabella Swan: So what you… you read minds?
Edward Cullen: I can read every mind in this room apart from yours. There’s… Money. Sex. Money. Sex. Cat… And then you, nothing. That’s very frustrating.
Isabella Swan: Is there something wrong with me?
Edward Cullen: See… I tell you I can read minds and you think there’s something wrong with you?


Isabella Swan: [Last lines] No one will surrender tonight, but I won’t give in. I know what I want.


Charlie Swan: Did he hurt you?
Isabella Swan: No.
Charlie Swan: Break up with you or something?
Isabella Swan: No, I-I broke up with him.
Charlie Swan: I thought you liked him?
Isabella Swan: Yea, that’s why - that’s why I have to leave. I don’t want this. I have to go home.
Charlie Swan: Home… Your mom is not even in Phoenix.
Isabella Swan: She’ll come home. I’ll call her from the road.
Charlie Swan: Your not going to drive home right now. You can sleep on it. If you still feel like going in the morning I’ll take you to the airport.
Isabella Swan: N-No I want to drive, it will give me more time to think. And if I get really tired I’ll pull into a motel I promise.
Charlie Swan: Look Bella, I know I’m not that much fun to be around but I can change that. We can do more stuff together.
Isabella Swan: Like what? Like watch baseball on the flat screen? Eat at the diner every night? Steak and cobbler. Dad that’s you, that’s not me.
Charlie Swan: Bella come on. I-I just got you back.
Isabella Swan: Yea, and you know if I don’t get out now I’ll just be stuck here like mom.


Edward Cullen: Hold on tight, spidermonkey.
[climbs up tree]
Edward Cullen: Do you trust me?
Isabella Swan: In theory…
Edward Cullen: Close your eyes.
[Jumps to next tree and climbs to top]
Edward Cullen: [Bella gasps] What?
Isabella Swan: This isn’t real. This kind of stuff just doesn’t exist.
Edward Cullen: It does in my world.


Isabella Swan: Badly as in… I become the meal.
[Alice comes in through the window]
Alice Cullen: Hi Bella!
[Walks up to Bella and hugs her]
Alice Cullen: Oh, you do smell good.
Edward Cullen: Alice, what are you-?
Alice Cullen: It’s okay. Bella and I are going to be great friends.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: Sorry, Jasper’s our newest vegetarian. It’s still a little difficult for him.
Jasper Hale: Pleasure to meet you.
Alice Cullen: It’s okay Jasper, you won’t hurt her.
Edward Cullen: Alright, I’m going to take her on a tour of the rest of the house.
Alice Cullen: Well, I’ll see you soon.
Isabella Swan: Okay.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: I think that went well.
Esme Cullen: [to Rosalie] Clean this up! Now!


Isabella Swan: [Voice-over] Death is peaceful - easy. Life is harder.


Victoria: I’m the one with the wicked curve ball.
Jasper Hale: Oh well I think we can handle that.


James: [Gesturing towards Bella's handheld camera] I borrowed this from your house. Hope you don’t mind.


Cora: [Handing a plate to the author of 'Twilight'] Here’s your veggie plate, Stephenie.


Isabella Swan: Who are they?
Angela Weber: The Cullens.
Jessica Stanley: They’re um, Dr. and Mrs. Cullen’s foster kids, they moved down here from Alaska like, a few years ago.
Angela Weber: They, kinda keep to themselves.
Jessica Stanley: Yeah ’cause they’re all together, like TOGETHER together. Uh, the blonde girl, that’s Rosalie, and the big dark-haired guy Emmett, they’re like a thing, I’m not even sure that’s legal.
Angela Weber: Jess, they’re not actually related.
Jessica Stanley: Yeah, but they live together it’s weird-and, okay, the little dark-haired girl is Alice, she’s REALLY weird, and, um, she’s with Jasper the blonde one who looks like he’s in pain.


Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [to Edward, when he is attacking James] Remember who you are.


Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [while Edward is sucking the venom and blood out of Bella] Edward, stop. Her blood is clean. You’re killing her. Stop. Find the will.


Angela Weber: Smile!
[camera clicks]
Isabella Swan: Okay.
Angela Weber: Sorry, I needed a candid for the feature
Eric Yorkie: The Feature’s dead Angela, don’t bring it up again!
Isabella Swan: It’s okay, I just…
Eric Yorkie: I-I got your back baby.
Angela Weber: I guess we’ll just run another editorial on… Teen Drinking…
Isabella Swan: You know, you could always go for… eating disorders? Speedo padding on the swim team.
Angela Weber: Actually, that’s a good one…
Jessica Stanley: Kirk right?
Angela Weber: [in unison] Kirk.
Jessica Stanley: That’s exactly what I thought.
Angela Weber: We’re talking “Olympic Sized”.
Jessica Stanley: There’s no way - he’s so skinny, it doesn’t make sense.
Angela Weber: Totally.


Eric Yorkie: Hey, Mikey - you met my home girl, Bella
Mike Newton: Oh, you-yo-your home girl?
Tyler Crowley: My girl.
[kissed Bella's cheek, and pulls Mike's chair out from under him]
Mike Newton: [chases Tyler through Cafeteria]
Jessica Stanley: Oh my god, it’s like, the first grade all over again, you’re the shiny new toy…


Edward Cullen: I’m the world’s most dangerous predator. Everything about me invites you in. My voice, my face, even my smell. As if I would need any of that. As if you could outrun me. As if you could fight me off. I’m designed to kill.


Rosalie Hale: Is she even Italian?
Emmett Cullen: Her name is Bella.
Rosalie Hale: Get a whiff of that.
Rosalie Hale: Here comes the human.


Isabella Swan: I can’t bring myself to regret the decisions that brought me to Forks. They also brought me to Edward.


Edward Cullen: I hate you for making me want you so much.


Jessica Stanley: Hey you’re from Arizona right?
Isabella Swan: Yeah.
Jessica Stanley: Aren’t people from Arizona supposed to be like, reall tan?
Isabella Swan: Yeah, maybe, that’s why they kicked me out.


Edward Cullen: I leave you alone for two minutes and the wolves descend.


Edward Cullen: [pushes microscope towards Bella] Ladies first.
Isabella Swan: You were gone.
Edward Cullen: Yeah, um, I was out of town for a couple of days, personal reasons.
Isabella Swan: [pushes microscope towards Edward] Uh, prophase.
Edward Cullen: Do you mind if I uh, look?
[Bella shakes her head]
Edward Cullen: It’s prophase.
Isabella Swan: Like I said.
Edward Cullen: So you enjoying the rain?
[Bella laughs]
Edward Cullen: What?
Isabella Swan: You’re asking me about the weather?
Edward Cullen: Yeah, I-I guess I am.
Isabella Swan: Well, I don’t really like the rain. Any cold, wet thing I don’t really…
Edward Cullen: [laughs]
Isabella Swan: What?
Edward Cullen: Nothing uh,
[laughs]
Edward Cullen: it’s uh, anaphase.
Isabella Swan: You mind if I check?
Edward Cullen: Sure.
Isabella Swan: Anaphase.
Edward Cullen: [smiles] Like I said.


Isabella Swan: I’d never given much though to how I would die. But dying in place of someone I love, seems like a good way to go. I can’t bring myself to regret the decisions that brought me face to face with death. They also brought me to Edward.


Edward Cullen: You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you.


Billy Black: I’m down with the kids.
Charlie Swan: [sarcastically] Oh yeah, you’re the bomb.


Angela Weber: Maybe he’ll adopt me.


Edward Cullen: Edible art?
[Bella knocks over the apple and Edward kicks it up and catches it]
Edward Cullen: Bella.
Isabella Swan: Thanks. You know your mood swings are kinda giving me whiplash.
Edward Cullen: I only said it’d be better if we weren’t friends, not that I didn’t wanna be.
Isabella Swan: What does that mean?
Edward Cullen: It means if you were smart, you’d stay away from me.
Isabella Swan: Okay well let’s say for argument sake that I’m not smart, would you tell me the truth?
Edward Cullen: No probably not.


Edward Cullen: Why didn’t you move with your mother and Phil?
Isabella Swan: Well, Phil’s a minor league baseball player, and uh, he travels a lot, and my mom s-stayed home with me, but I knew it made her unhappy, so I figured I’d stay with my dad for a while.
Edward Cullen: And now you’re unhappy.
Isabella Swan: …no.
Edward Cullen: I’m sorry, I’m just - I’m just trying to figure you out, you’re very difficult for me to read.
Isabella Swan: Hey did you get contacts?
Edward Cullen: No.
Isabella Swan: Your eyes were, black the last time I saw you, and now they’re like, golden brown…
Edward Cullen: Yeah I know it’s the uh, it’s the flourescents, um. Ugh.
[walks away]


Isabella Swan: Hey dad I have a date with Edward Cullen.
Charlie Swan: He’s a little old for ya, isn’t he?
Isabella Swan: No, uh, he’s a junior I’m a junior. I thought you liked the Cullens.
Charlie Swan: I thought you didn’t like any of the boys in town.
Isabella Swan: Edward doesn’t live in town, technically. He’s right outside.
Charlie Swan: He is?
Isabella Swan: Yeah he wanted to meet you, officially.
Charlie Swan: Alright,
[cocks gun]
Charlie Swan: bring him in.
Isabella Swan: Could you be nice? He is - he’s important.
[Charlie draws invisible circle around his head, as to be a halo]


Mike Newton: So, you and Cullen… I don’t like it. He looks at you like your something to eat.


Isabella Swan: Do you do this a lot?
Edward Cullen: Just the past couple of months. I like watching you sleep. I find it fascinating.


Isabella Swan: [freaking out] You can’t leave me!
Edward Cullen: Shh… Where else would I go?
[he leans in to kiss her forehead]


Isabella Swan: About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him, and I didn’t know how dominate that part might be, that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.


[notices Mike Newton dancing against a tree]
Charlie Swan: Looks like the Newton boy’s got a big smile for ya’.


[Edward enters Bella's room via her window]
Isabella Swan: [flustered] Mom, can I talk to you later?
Renee Dwyer: Come on, we gotta talk boys! Are you being safe?
[Bella quickly hangs up the phone, embarrassed]


Jessica Stanley: You guys should keep Bella company. Umm… her date bailed.
Eric Yorkie: What date?


Isabella Swan: Hey, did you get contacts?
Edward Cullen: No.
Isabella Swan: Your eyes were… black the last time I saw you. And now they’re like… golden brown.
Edward Cullen: Yeah I know. It’s the uh… it’s the fluorescents… Um…
[walks away awkwardly]


Mike Newton: Look at you, huh?… You’re ALIVE!


Edward Cullen: What’s in Jacksonville?
Isabella Swan: How did you know about that?
Edward Cullen: You didn’t answer my question.
Isabella Swan: Well, you don’t answer any of mine so… I mean, you don’t even say hi to me.
Edward Cullen: [pause] Hi.


Edward Cullen: I don’t have the strength to stay away from you anymore.
Isabella Swan: Then don’t


Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [to Rosalie, after she is tagged "out"] “Nice kitty!”


Isabella Swan: You know everybody’s staring?
Edward Cullen: Not that guy
[points]
Edward Cullen: … uh… no he just looked.
Edward Cullen: I’m breaking all the rules now anyway. Since I’m going to hell…
[puts arm around Bella]


Edward Cullen: [to Bella before going into the prom after Jacob leaves] I leave you alone for two minutes and the wolves descend.


Mike Newton: You and Cullen huh?
[bella nods]
Mike Newton: I don’t like it. He looks at you like… you’re something to eat.


Isabella Swan: How did you get in here?
Edward Cullen: The window.
Isabella Swan: Do you do that a lot?
Edward Cullen: Just the past couple of months.


Jessica Stanley: Bella! Guess who just asked me to prom.
[looks at Edward when he walks away because he was talking to bella]
Jessica Stanley: I totally thought Mike was gonna ask you, actually. Um, it’s not gonna be weird though, right?
Isabella Swan: No, no. Zero weirdness. You guys are great together.
Jessica Stanley: I know, right?


Edward Cullen: Was that as weird for you as it was for me?
Isabella Swan: I don’t know.
[looks at the graduation caps on the wall]
Isabella Swan: Graduation caps?
Edward Cullen: Yeah private joke. We matriculate a lot.


Isabella Swan: [to Edward] You’re impossibly fast. And strong. Your skin is… pale white, and ice cold. your eyes change color. and sometimes you speak like like your from a different time. you never eat or drink any thing. you don’t go into the sunlight.
Isabella Swan: How old are you?
Edward Cullen: Seventeen.
Isabella Swan: How long have you been seventeen?
Edward Cullen: …a while.
Isabella Swan: I know what you are.
Edward Cullen: Say it, out loud say it.
Isabella Swan: Vampire…
Edward Cullen: Are you afraid?
Isabella Swan: …no.


Isabella Swan: Edible art.
[kicks up apple]
Isabella Swan: Hello. Thanks. You know, your mood swings are kinda giving me whiplash.
Edward Cullen: I said that it would be better if we weren’t friends no that i didn’t want to be.
Isabella Swan: What does that mean?
Edward Cullen: It means if you were smart you would stay away from me.
Isabella Swan: Okay lets say for argument sake that i wasn’t smart would you tell me the truth?
Edward Cullen: No, probably not.
Isabella Swan: [Bella turns away slightly angry]
Edward Cullen: I’d rather hear your theories.
Isabella Swan: I have considered radioactive spiders and kryptonite.
Edward Cullen: That’s all superhero stuff right? But what if I’m not the hero? What if I am the bad guy?
Isabella Swan: You’re not. i can see what you trying to put off but i can see it’s just to keep me away from you. It’s a mask.
Edward Cullen: [Edward looks weirded out]


Isabella Swan: Badly as in… I become a meal.
[Alice comes in through the window]
Alice Cullen: Hi Bella!
[Walks up to Bella and hugs her]
Alice Cullen: Oh, you do smell good.
Edward Cullen: Alice, what are you-?
Alice Cullen: It’s okay. Bella and I are going to be great friends.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: Sorry, Jasper’s our newest vegetarian. It’s still a little difficult for him.
Jasper Hale: Pleasure to meet you.
Alice Cullen: It’s okay Jasper, you won’t hurt her.
Edward Cullen: Alright, I’m going to take you on a tour of the rest of the house.
Alice Cullen: Well, I’ll see you soon.
Isabella Swan: Okay.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: I think that went well.
Esme Cullen: [to Rosalie] Clean this up! Now!


James: You’re alone… because you’re faster than the others. But not stronger…
Edward Cullen: I’m strong enough to kill you.


Edward Cullen: Uh, yeah this is my room.
Isabella Swan: …No bed?
Edward Cullen: Ah no i don’t, i don’t sleep.
Isabella Swan: Ever?
Edward Cullen: No, not at all.
Isabella Swan: Ok, hmmm, boy you have so much music, what were you listening to.
Edward Cullen: It’s Debussy.
Isabella Swan: Clair de Lune is great.
Edward Cullen: [Edward spins Isabella around and she gives him a look] What?
Isabella Swan: I can’t dance.
Edward Cullen: [laughs]
Isabella Swan: …
Edward Cullen: Hmm… Well, I could always make you.
Isabella Swan: I’m not scared of you.
Edward Cullen: [laughs] Well you really shouldn’t have said that.
Edward Cullen: [he jumps out his bedroom window and lands on a tree] You better hold on tight spidermonkey!
Edward Cullen: [he climbs up tree]
Edward Cullen: Do you trust me?
Isabella Swan: In theory.
Edward Cullen: Then close your eyes.
Edward Cullen: [Jumps to next tree and climbs to top]
Edward Cullen: [Bella gasps] What?
Isabella Swan: This isn’t real. This kind of stuff just doesn’t exist.
Edward Cullen: It does in my world.


Isabella Swan: [to Edward] Can I talk to you for a minute?
Edward Cullen: [Edward walks away for Carlisle and Rosalie cause he was talking to them and walks over to Bella] What?
Isabella Swan: [to Edward] How, how did you get over to me so fast?
Edward Cullen: I was standing right next to you Bella.
Isabella Swan: No. You were next to your car, across the lot.
Edward Cullen: No I wasn’t.
Isabella Swan: Yes you were.
Edward Cullen: Bella you hit your head. I think you’re confused.
Isabella Swan: I know what I saw.
Edward Cullen: And what exactly was that.
Isabella Swan: You- you stopped the van. You pushed it away with you hand.
Edward Cullen: Well, nobody’s going to believe you so.
Isabella Swan: I wasn’t going to tell anybody. I just need to know the truth.
Edward Cullen: Cant you just thank me and get over it.
Isabella Swan: Thank you.
Edward Cullen: You’re not going to let this go are you?
Isabella Swan: No.
Edward Cullen: Well then i hope you enjoy disappointment.


Laurent: [to Cullens] I am Laurent, and this is Victoria, and James.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: I’m Carlisle, this is my family
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [looks from side to side at family]
Laurent: So, could you use three more players?
[looks at Carlisle's face]
Laurent: Just one game.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [glances in Edward's direction] Sure, why not? A few of us were leaving, you can take there place. We’ll bat first.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [tosses baseball at Laurent]
Victoria: [catches ball in front of Laurent's face] I’m the one with the wicked curve ball.
Jasper Hale: Oh I think we can handle that.


Edward Cullen: Is it not enough to have a long and happy life with me?
Isabella Swan: Yeah, for now…


Edward Cullen: My family, were different from others of our kind we only drink animal blood, but it you, your sent its like a drug to me you, its like your my own personal brand of heroin.
Isabella Swan: Why did you hate me so much when we met.
Edward Cullen: I did, only because of wanting you so badly, i still don’t know if i can control myself.
Isabella Swan: I know you can.


Rosalie Hale: [after Edward asks her to put on Bella's coat to distract James] Why should I? What is she to me?
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [Hands her the coat] Bella is with Edward. She’s a part of this family, and we protect our family. We protect our family.


Isabella Swan: Edward I said leave me alone.
Edward Cullen: Bella don’t do this please.
Isabella Swan: Its over get out.
Charlie Swan: Hey, hey, Bella whats gong on.
Isabella Swan: I just gotta get out of here I’m leaving now.
[shuts the door on charlies face]
Charlie Swan: [knocks on Bellas door] Bella.
Isabella Swan: [to Edward] What am I going to say to him I cant hurt him.
Charlie Swan: Bella whats going on.
Edward Cullen: You just have to. Ill be down in the truck.
Isabella Swan: [Bella comes out of the room]
Charlie Swan: Did he hurt you?
Isabella Swan: No.
Charlie Swan: Break up with you or something?
Isabella Swan: No, I-I broke up with him.
Charlie Swan: I thought you liked him?
Isabella Swan: Yea, that’s why - that’s why I have to leave. I don’t want this. I have to go home.
Charlie Swan: Home… Your mom is not even in Phoenix.
Isabella Swan: She’ll come home. I’ll call her from the road.
Charlie Swan: Your not going to drive home right now. You can sleep on it. If you still feel like going in the morning I’ll take you to the airport.
Isabella Swan: N-No I want to drive, it will give me more time to think. And if I get really tired I’ll pull into a motel I promise.
Charlie Swan: Look Bella, I know I’m not that much fun to be around but I can change that. We can do more stuff together.
Isabella Swan: Like what? Like watch baseball on the flat screen? Eat at the diner every night? Steak and cobbler. Dad that’s you, that’s not me.
Charlie Swan: Bella come on. I-I just got you back.
Isabella Swan: Yeah, and you know if I don’t get out now I’ll just be stuck here like mom.


Edward Cullen: Do you trust me?
Isabella Swan: In theory.


Edward Cullen: I can’t ever lose control with you.


Edward Cullen: Your scent, it’s like a drug to me. You’re like my own personal brand of heroin.


Isabella Swan: I’m here. I trust you.


Edward Cullen: What if I’m not the hero? What if I’m the bad guy?


Edward Cullen: I’m going to make it go away, Bella. I’m going to make it go away.


Edward Cullen: See? You’re dancing.


Edward Cullen: Edible art.
[kicks up apple]
Edward Cullen: Hello.
Isabella Swan: Thanks. You know, your mood swings are kinda giving me whiplash.
Edward Cullen: I said that it would be better if we weren’t friends no that I didn’t want to be.
Isabella Swan: What does that mean?
Edward Cullen: It means if you were smart you would stay away from me.
Isabella Swan: Okay lets say for argument sake that i wasn’t smart would you tell me the truth?
Edward Cullen: No, probably not.
[Bella turns away slightly angry]
Edward Cullen: I’d rather hear your theories.
Isabella Swan: I have considered radioactive spiders and kryptonite.
Edward Cullen: That’s all superhero stuff right? But what if I’m not the hero? What if I am the bad guy?
Isabella Swan: You’re not. i can see what you trying to put off but i can see it’s just to keep me away from you. It’s a mask.
[Edward looks weirded out]
Isabella Swan: Why don’t we just… hang out. A bunch of us are going to the beach come… I mean have fun.
Edward Cullen: [Edward has on his crooked smile] Which beach.
Isabella Swan: La Push.
Edward Cullen: Uh, I don’t know.
Isabella Swan: Is there something wrong with that beach?
Edward Cullen: [looks over his shoulder] Its just a little to crowded.


Isabella Swan: About three things I was absolutely positive: First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him-and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.


Isabella Swan: [Edward jumps down off the roof of Bella's truck] Could you act human? Okay, I have neighbors.
Edward Cullen: I’m gonna take you to my place tomorrow.
[Pulls dent in Bella's truck back into correct place]
Isabella Swan: Thanks… Er, wait, like with yout family?
Edward Cullen: Yeah.
Edward Cullen: W-what if they don’t like me?
Edward Cullen: So you’re worried, not because you’ll be in a house full of vampires, but because you think they won’t approve of you?
[laughs]
Isabella Swan: [unsmiling] I’m glad I amuse you.


James: [catches Bella's scent from across the field] Ah… you brought a snack.


Edward Cullen: [to Bella as they sense the trackers arriving] Put your hair down.
Rosalie Hale: [scoffing] Like that’ll work I’d smell her from across the field.


Edward Cullen: Shh… Shh… I’m here.
Isabella Swan: We can’t be apart.
Edward Cullen: Where else would I go?


[as Rosalie smash hits the baseball at the same time the thunder crashes]
Isabella Swan: [to Esme] OK, now I see why you need the thunder. But it’s gotta be a home run, right?
Esme Cullen: [shakes her head] Edward’s very fast.


Jasper Hale: What is it? What do you see?
Alice Cullen: The tracker. He just changed course.
Jasper Hale: Where will it take him Alice?
[Grabs Alice a pen and paper]
Alice Cullen: Mirrors. A room full of mirrors.
[starts to sketch never looking down at the paper]
Isabella Swan: Edward said the visions weren’t always certain…
Jasper Hale: She see the course people are on while they’re on it. If they change their minds, the vision changes.


Edward Cullen: What’s in Jacksonville
Isabella Swan: How did you know about that?
Edward Cullen: You didn’t answer my question
Isabella Swan: Well, you don’t answer any of mine so… and, you don’t even say hi to me
Edward Cullen: Hi
Isabella Swan: Are you gonna tell me how you stopped the van?
Edward Cullen: Yeah. I had an adrenaline rush. It’s very common. You can google it
Isabella Swan: Floridians. That what’s in Jacksonvill…
Edward Cullen: At least would you watch where you walk?
Edward Cullen: Look, I’m sorry if I’m being rude all the time. I think it’s the best way.


Edward Cullen: Shall we?
Isabella Swan: You’re serious?
Edward Cullen: Oh, why not?
Isabella Swan: [sighs] Hmm.
Edward Cullen: See your dancing.
Isabella Swan: [giggles] At prom. Edward why did you save me? You should’ve just let the venom spread. I could be like you by now.
Edward Cullen: You dont know what your saying. You don’t want this.
Isabella Swan: I want YOU. Always.
Edward Cullen: I’m not gonna end your life for you.
Isabella Swan: I’m dying, already. Every second I get closer, older.
Edward Cullen: That’s the way it’s suppose to be.
Isabella Swan: Alice said she saw me like you. I heard her.
Edward Cullen: Her visions change.
Isabella Swan: Yeah, based on what people decide. I’ve decided.
Edward Cullen: [somewhat bitterly] So that’s what you dream about, becoming a monster.
Isabella Swan: I dream about being with you, forever.
Edward Cullen: Forever?
[Bella nods]
Edward Cullen: And are you ready right now?
Isabella Swan: [hesitant] Yes.
Edward Cullen: [sighs] Is it not enough, just to have a long and happy life with me?
Isabella Swan: [after a second of thought] Yeah. For now.
Isabella Swan: [voiceover] No one will surrender tonight, but I wont give in. I know what I want.


Isabella Swan: I know what you are. You’re impossibly fast and strong. Your skin is pale white and ice cold. Your eyes change color… and sometimes you speak like, like you’re from a different time. You never eat or drink anything. You don’t go out in the sunlight. How old are you?
Edward Cullen: Seventeen.
Isabella Swan: How long have you been seventeen?
Edward Cullen: A while.
Isabella Swan: I know what you are…
Edward Cullen: Say it, out loud, say it.
Isabella Swan: Vampire.
Edward Cullen: Are you afraid?
Isabella Swan: No.


Dr. Carlisle Cullen: You’ve got to make a choice, Edward, to prevent the change from happening.
Edward Cullen: no… NO!
Alice Cullen: It’s gonna happen, Edward. I’ve seen it.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: It doesn’t have to be that way. She still has what she has.
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [to Alice, about Bella's broken leg] Give me a hand… take your belt off.
[Alice takes her belt off]
Edward Cullen: Carlisle, what’s my other options?
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [to Alice] tie it above my hand
[Alice ties it above his hand]
Edward Cullen: CARLISLE!
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [to Alice] go Alice, go!
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: [to Edward] Try suck the venom out.
Edward Cullen: you know i won’t be able to stop!
Dr. Carlisle Cullen: Then find the will… or choose. She only has minutes left.
Edward Cullen: [to Bella] I’ll make it go away, Bella. I’ll make it go away.


Charlie Swan: …your hair’s longer
Isabella Swan: Hmm? I cut it since the last time I saw you.
Charlie Swan: Oh. I guess it grew out again.


Isabella Swan: It’s like diamonds… you’re beautiful.
Edward Cullen: Beautiful? This is the skin of a killer, Bella… I’m a killer.
Isabella Swan: I don’t believe that.
Edward Cullen: That’s because you believe only the lies… the camouflage. I’m the world’s most dangerous predator, Bella. Every thing about me invites you in. My voice, my face, even my smell. As if I would need any of that… as if you could out run me… as if you could fight me off. I’m designed to kill.
Isabella Swan: I don’t care.
Edward Cullen: I’ve killed people before.
Isabella Swan: It does not matter.
Edward Cullen: I wanted to kill you at first. I’ve never wanted a human’s blood so much, before.
Isabella Swan: I trust you.
Edward Cullen: Don’t.


Esme Cullen: [wraps her arm around Bella's shoulders] Bella, I’m glad you’re here. We need an umpire.
Emmett Cullen: [walking past, tossing a ball in his hands] She thinks we cheat.
Esme Cullen: I know you cheat.


Isabella Swan: So what are ‘Cold Ones’?
Jacob Black: It’s just a story, Bella.


Edward Cullen: What?
Isabella Swan: I can’t dance
Edward Cullen: Well, I could always make you
Isabella Swan: I’m not scared of you
Edward Cullen: You really shouldn’t have said that.

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Future Architecture : Floating Ecopolis for Climate Refugees

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ideas are ideas….

According to the less alarming forecasts of the GIEC (Intergovernmental group on the evolution of the climate), the ocean level should rise from 20 to 90 cm during the 21st Century with a status quo by 50 cm (versus 10 cm in the 20th Century). As a solution to this alarming problem architect Vincent Callebaut came up with this ecotectural marvel that could serve as a luxurious future retreat for 50,000 inhabitants seeking refuge from rising waters due to global warming. He believes the world will be desperately seeking shelter from the devastations of climate change, and hopes the auto-sufficient amphibious city will serve as a luxurious solution. To bad that right now we are close to 7 billion people and this luxurious future retreat is just for 50,000 inhabitants ( just for rich people ).

Vincent Callebaut called this project “Lilypad“, but this ecotectural marvel is also called as “Floating Ecopolis for Climate Refugees”. The whole structure is covered in green walls and roofs, the top portion covered in grasses with the inner portion featuring a palm oasis, and the under portion serving as a bed for natural sea planktons and oceanic plants. Finally if you were already planning to reserve a place to this luxurious future retreat stay calm, because Vincent Callebaut hopes that “Floating Ecopolis for Climate Refugees” will make the transition from design to reality around the year 2100.

The REal JACK DAWSON>of TiTanIc

Posted on March 8th, 2009 in Current Affairs by missamie  Tagged ,

The Real Jack Dawson

by Senan Molony

New research into the life of one of the least known but most intriguing of Titanic victims

There is a grave in Halifax - a humdrum, unadorned marker, modest in comparison with many of its fellows, victims all of the RMS Titanic disaster. The stone at Fairview Lawn cemetery in Nova Scotia bears the number 227, the date of the epoch-making disaster, and the terse inscription of a name: “J. Dawson.” For years it was just another name, a headstone and a footnote. Until a 1997 cinematic blockbuster that propelled the Titanic catastrophe back to the forefront of public consciousness. J. Dawson didn’t matter until James Cameron made the fictitious character of Jack Dawson a vehicle for his ice-struck love story. Leonardo Di Caprio broke more than the heart of his screen sweetheart, the equally fictitious first class passenger Rose DeWitt Bukater (Kate Winslet). A modern generation of young females pined for the young vagabond - and allowed their tears to blur their perceptions of reality. Websites like Encyclopedia Titanica were plagued with questions asking whether Jack and Rose were real people. The grave marker suddenly became a focal point for adolescent emotion. The nondescript body fished from the sea by the Mackay-Bennett and buried in Canadian clay on May 8, 1912, was now a “somebody.” Floral tributes sprouted in front of the J. Dawson stone. Admirers left photographs of Di Caprio and of themselves, tucked cinema stubs beside the granite, took photographs and clippings of grass, even left hotel keys… Movie director James Cameron has said he had no idea there was a Dawson on shipboard back in April 1912. There are those who don’t believe him, choosing to see instead the hint of an eponymous “jackdaw” plucking an attractive name - and subtly creating an extra strand to the myth.

Photos: Left: Leonardo Di Caprio in Titanic (1997 © 20th Century Fox);
Right: Grave 227 at Fairview Lawn Cemetery, Halifax, Nova Scotia (© Bob Knuckle, Canada)

So who WAS the real Jack Dawson?

A Discovery channel documentary to be aired across the USA in January 2001 addresses that question, drawing on new research in which I have played a part through my book, The Irish Aboard Titanic, the first text to draw attention to the real identity of body 227. Many more details have been unearthed in further research since.

Titanic folklorists long held to the oddly unshakeable belief that J. Dawson was a James, but this is now shown to be just another false assumption. His dungarees and other clothing immediately identified him as a member of the crew when his remains were recovered, and it is ironical that there are indications that Dawson had gone to some length at the time of deepest crisis to assert his right to an identity.

Off-duty when the impact occurred, crewman Dawson had time to root through this dunnage bag to equip himself with his National Sailors and Firemen’s Union card - before finally being allowed topside with the rest of the black gang when all the boats were gone. It appears the 23-year-old was determined that if the worst should come to the worst, then at least his body might be identified for the sake of far-flung loved ones.

And so it proved. Card number 35638 gave the key - the corpse was that of one who signed himself J. Dawson. The name duly appears on the Titanic sign-on lists. J. Dawson was a trimmer, a stokehold slave who channelled coal to the firemen at the furnaces, all the time keeping the black mountains on a level plateau, so that no imbalances were caused to threaten the trim, or even-keel of the ship.

The sign-on papers yielded more - that Dawson was a 23-year-old, much younger than the estimated 30 years of age thought by the recovery crew who pulled him from the Atlantic’s grasp. His address was given as 70 Briton Street, Southampton, and his home town listed as Dublin, Ireland.

But the man whose body wore no shoes - many firemen pulled off their heavy workboots on the poop deck of the Titanic before the stern inverted, hoping to save themselves by swimming [Thomas Dillon was one of the few who succeeded] - was to leave no footprint in Southampton. Later researchers would wander up a dead end, for there was no number 70 at Briton Street in those days. The numbers did not go up that far, and the trail was cold.

It is only through his Irish roots that the true J. Dawson begins to emerge.

A little over a mile from my house in Dublin there is a nursing home, where the oldest surviving member of the Dawson family lives out a feisty twilight at the age of 88, surrounded by crosswords and puzzle books. May Dawson was born in that year of 1912.

She remembers tales of Joseph Dawson, the family member who went to sea aboard the greatest vessel of her time. The trimmer who signed with a modest and economical first initial, instead of the Christian name that pointed to Catholic upbringing, identified with a plain “J”, just as he had been when voyaging on the RMS Majestic, his first ship before Titanic.

How Joseph Dawson, a trained carpenter whose toolbox survived in the family for many years, left his home city and found a berth on the ship billed the “Queen of the Seas” is a story in some ways more fascinating than even that woven around his invented namesake, Jack Dawson.

The similarities between fact and fiction are striking however - both were young men, both largely penniless, who “gambled” their way aboard Titanic. One a serf to coal, the other a character who wielded charcoal to woo; and both were intimately bound up with beautiful sweethearts.

Yet the Joseph Dawson story has more with which to amaze and enthrall than that of the Di Caprio portrayal. There is more to it, indeed, than can be told in an hour-long documentary tailored for a TV mass market. Charlie Haas, Brian Ticehurst, Alan Ruffman and your essayist herewith all contribute interviews to the programme, “The Real Jack Dawson”, made by BBC Manchester, which will air after Christmas.

While others touch on varying aspects of the disaster and the vessel as it affected a lowly trimmer, I hope here to tell the extraordinary personal story that shaped Joseph Dawson.

He was a child born in a red-light area to a father who should have been a priest.

Joseph Dawson was born in the slums of Dublin in September 1888 - at the very time when Jack the Ripper’s reign of terror among prostitutes was at its height in the gas-lit cobble lanes of neighbouring London.

The mewling infant that came into the world in the sordid surrounds of “Monto”, the inner-city Dublin demi-monde whose trade in a myriad predilections was later to provide the backdrop for the Nighttown chapter in James Joyce’s Ulysses, could not have known the circumstances of his birth.

Those details are indeed obscure - and deliberately so. The birth was never registered. The mother was a widow. The father was a widower who had once simply “jumped the wall” in family folklore to escape an o’er-hasty decision to enter as candidate for the Roman Catholic priesthood.

If Patrick Dawson, Joseph’s father, was ever married to Catherine Madden, there is nothing now to say so. This union - a union that begat Joseph - was itself never registered. There is nothing to show the parents were married at the time of birth, not in the records of Catholic inner-city parishes where tenements bursting at the seams provided an endless succession of tiny heads to be wetted at the font, nor in the ledgers of the State which, since 1864, had been dutifully recording every marriage and each new citizen of Her Imperial Britannic Majesty, Victoria, by the grace of God, Queen of Great Britain and Ireland.

The failure to comply with the dictates of colonial masters is hardly surprising - up to five per cent of recalcitrants avoided official registration in those days - but the dispensation with Church sacrament for the wailing whelp is indeed extraordinary. It suggests an impediment, as indeed may have existed in the marital stakes.

Perhaps Patrick Dawson had burned his bridges. As a “spoiled priest,” his choices in personal relationships were strictly limited in a society deferential to its clergy. And Patrick Dawson’s family was steeped in the faith.

It provided a living for many of them in uncertain times. And it had done so for the extended Dawson clan since the days of the late 14th century, when proud kinsmen had been stripped of their lands around Tullow, Co Carlow. This vengeful scattering of the once-wealthy forebears followed the assassination of Richard Mortimer, Earl of March, heir to the English throne, ambushed and slain by the leading MacDaithi at nearby Kellistown, on July 10, 1398.

MacDaithi, in the Irish language, means “David’s son”, pronounced MacDawhee - and the native phonetics would later engender a simple Anglicisation to Dawson. From a place as patriarchs, the Dawsons were reduced to the status of beggars, mere tenants on their former pastures.

Thus the Church would become a refuge. It provided a living. One Dawson established an entire convent, and a tradition of Holy Orders grew through the centuries.

In 1854, the father of the man fated to die on the Titanic was born in Tullow. Patrick Dawson was one of four sons born to slater Thomas Dawson and his wife Mary. All four of these sons would enter the seminary. Only Patrick blotted the family escutcheon by “jumping the wall.”

Patrick’s three brothers - who became Fr Thomas, Fr William and Fr Bernard - were versed in Latin and Greek and moved up in the church. Patrick, the sole escapee, reverted to his earlier training as carpenter. He moved to Dublin.

He married a widow, when he was 24. The spoiled priest was lucky that any woman would have him. Maryanne Walsh, a maker of corsets, from Fishamble Street, where Handel had given the first-ever performance of his celebrated “Messiah”, agreed to be his wife. After all, she already had a daughter, Bessie, to care for, and could not afford to be proud.

Patrick Dawson and the Widow Walsh were married in St Michan’s Church, North Anne Street, in the heart of Dublin’s markets area, on June 23, 1878. They lived at Dominick Place in the city.

The Widow Walsh bore him two sons, Timothy and John, bound to become a slater and tea porter respectively. Timothy, who would later serve in the Boer War with the Dublin Fusiliers, arrived first, in 1879, and baby John two years later. Tragedy would strike with the third child.

The Widow Walsh developed complications in delivery at the couple’s cramped rented rooms in Copper Alley. She was rushed to the Coombe lying-in hospital where her child was born stillborn as its mother lapsed into coma. She died six days later, on February 22, 1883. She was only thirty.

Life was cheap, the pressures intense. The family had already hurtled from one rooming house to another, surviving on the piecework Patrick found as a coachmaker. One of the streets on which they lived had no fewer than three pawn shops, a sign of the widespread misery in a city long-before swollen by a tide of famine fugitives from the countryside.

Patrick was down on his luck when he fell in with Catherine Madden - another widow, again with a child of her own to rear. Soon they were living together in a room in Summerhill, close to the yard where Patrick worked.

They moved again and again, ever downward it appeared. Joseph Dawson, the focus of this article, arrived in 1888, followed by a sister, Margaret, four years later. This time the birth was registered, the parents formally identified.

By 1901, all the other childen save Joseph and Margaret were sufficiently grown up to have moved away or into the homes of other relatives. It is in the Irish Census of the turn of the century that we find Joseph Dawson listed for the first time - and the record, in the Irish National Archives, is the only piece of contemporary paper to list his full name.


The entry for the Dawson family in the Irish census of 1901,
with Joseph’s name on the lower line
(Irish National Archives, Courtesy of Senan Molony, Ireland)

Patrick Dawson, described as a joiner, aged 44, is found living at a tenement in Rutland Street, north Dublin. Catherine, a year older and listed as Kate, is described as his wife although no certificate was ever issued. Here are the children - Maggie Dawson, aged 8, and Joseph, 12.

It is April 1901. In eleven years, Joseph Dawson will be the 23-year-old trimmer from Dublin who signs aboard the RMS Titanic. For now however, the family must live in just two small rooms, one of nine families compressed into the four-storey tenement. And they are among the lucky ones - other families of eight and nine members make do with a single room.

Determination drove them on through a widespread squalor, now thankfully consigned to the past. Joseph received an education, learned his father’s trade of carpentry, was taught lessons by Jesuits who brought a crusading zeal into the community from nearby Belvedere College - later home of Fr Francis Browne SJ of Titanic photography fame - and grew to manhood.

An event in March 1909 catapulted him towards his fatal encounter with the White Star Line.

Catherine, mother to Joseph and his sister Margaret, succumbed to breast cancer. Her distraught husband Patrick, now 55, turned to his wider family for solace, just as relatives rallied round to provide opportunities for Joseph and Margaret in the wider scheme of things.

Fr Tom, Joseph’s uncle, offered to provide them with accommodation and a start in a new life. He was now based in Birkenhead, near Liverpool, England. Joseph Dawson and his sister took the boat for Britain, as so many Irish emigrants before them.

Margaret went into service, and Joseph took the King’s shilling, enlisting in the British Army as his half-brother Timothy had done only a decade before. Joseph chose the Royal Army Medical Corps and liked it. He took up boxing in the regiment, and was duly posted to Netley, one of the largest military hospitals in England. The magnet of Titanic now draws him closer. Netley is but three miles from Southampton.

Joseph Dawson in the uniform of the Royal Army Medical Corps, 1911.
From “The Irish Aboard Titanic.
(Courtesy of Senan Molony, Ireland)

Joseph chose to leave within a few years. He had heard about the great Transatlantic liners that promised good pay for those unafraid of hard work. A temporary certificate of discharge was issued at Netley on June 30th, 1911, and survives in the family to this day.

It reads: “Certified, that number 1854, J. Dawson, is on furlough pending discharge from 1st July 1911 to 20th July 1911, and that his character on discharge will be very good.”

There was another reason for leaving. On previous leave, which inevitably led to the bars and bright lights of Southampton, Dawson had made the acquaintance of a ship’s fireman, John Priest. More importantly, he also came to know Priest’s attractive sister, Nellie. The Irishman and the seaside girl began courting.

Titanic fireman John Priest, who survived.
He encouraged Joseph Dawson, who was courting his sister,
to take a job with the black gang.
(Public Record Office, courtesy of Senan Molony, Ireland)

It was John Priest who poured into Dawson’s ears the tales of the sea as they sat in pubs like the Grapes or the Belvedere Arms. And when discharge came, Dawson moved in as a lodger with Priest’s mother at 17 Briton Street.

Briton Street. the man inking the crew lists for the stokehold of the Titanic would hear the address incorrectly, writing it down as number 70, instead of seventeen. Perhaps Joseph’s Irish accent was to blame; another Irish crew member, Jack Foley, had cried out that he was from Youghal, Co Cork. They put him down as coming from York.

John Priest was fated to survive the disaster. The Southampton Pictorial would report in 1912 that Mrs Priest had “one son restored to her, but her daughters Nellie and Emmie both lost sweethearts.”

Poor Joseph Dawson, thinking of his Nellie as he stuggled up from a liner’s innards to a star-pricked sky that night in April. Had it really come to this? But a few months journeying with the Majestic, a glimpse of home again when the Titanic called to Queenstown, and now to face a lonely death in freezing wastes. He began taking off his shoes. buttoned the dungaree pocket in which he’d placed his Union card, and bit down hard on his lip.

There was a belief in the family that Joseph Dawson might have married Nellie Priest. The newspaper report and a search of Southampton marital records for 1911-12 are all against it. Perhaps they had simply pledged their love forever.

The idea of a marriage is suggested by a letter, which also survives in the family, sent from the White Star Line to “Mrs J. Dawson” at 17 Briton Street. It reads:

“Madam,

Further to our previous letter, we have to inform you that a N.S. & F. Union book, No. 35638, was found on the body of J. Dawson. This has been passed into the Board of Trade Office, Southampton, to whom you had better apply for the same.

Yours faithfully, for White Star Line -”

… and a squiggle. The union card was all she ever had. No-one claimed the body of Joseph Dawson, and it appears the relatives might not even have been told that it had been buried on land. But branches of the family in both Britain and Ireland hold on to their memories - and Seamus Dawson, the oldest male relative and a nephew of Joseph, now lives by the crashing surf at Skerries, Co Dublin, looking over the waves to Lambay Island, where the first White Star Line maiden voyage disaster came with the loss of the Tayleur in 1854, the very year of his grandfather’s birth.

Patrick Dawson, spoiled priest, died penniless at the age of 77 in 1931. True to family form, he passed away in the care of the church, under the ministrations of the Little Sisters of the Poor.

His son Joseph - carpenter, boxer, lover, trimmer, Irishman - lies half a world away, sleeping in a green slope in Nova Scotia, his grave now more popular than even that of the Unknown Child. It is a must-see site for the passengers of cruise liners that placed Halifax on their itinerary after the success of the highest grossing motion picture of all time.

Jack Dawson never did exist. But Joseph Dawson, taken for all in all, was a man of flesh and blood, ripped from the veil of life at a tragically early age. So were they all, all flesh and blood. And their stories deserve to live, those of all the humble headstones serried nearby, tales untouched by a brush with recent fame.

© Senan Molony, 2000

real name of the man behind the Name-Jack!

Mr Joseph Dawson

Mr Joseph Dawson, 23, from Dublin, Ireland came to Southampton to look for work. He joined the Titanic as a Trimmer and perished in the sinking. His body was recovered (#227) and he was buried in Fairview Lawn Cemetery, Halifax, N.S. on 8 May 1912.


Joseph Dawson in the uniform of the Royal Army Medical Corps, 1911.
From “The Irish Aboard Titanic.
(Courtesy of Senan Molony, Ireland)

ImageThe grave of Joseph Dawson in Fairview Lawn Cemetery, Halifax, N.S.
Photo: © Bob Knuckle, Canada.

NO. 227 - MALE - ESTIMATED AGE 30 - HAIR LIGHT & MOUSTACHECLOTHING - Dungaree coat and pants; grey shirt.

NO MARKS ON BODY OR CLOTHING

EFFECTS - N. S. & S. Union 35638.

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