Do we have a lot of things going on all the time?

This is what's going on in my pocket.

Body language is a universal science..and we must learn it in order to understand hidden messages.

Rocky Mountain Lineman Tony Gieser and Desert Southwest Electrician Mike Lagarde sort through Legos as they begin to build a car as part of a communication exercise during the Craft Leadership Development Program kickoff, Jan. 27, in Lakewood, Colorado. (Photo by Leah Shapiro)

Photograph by: Ryan Nyenhuis

Sunday June 15th 2008, Fathers Day. Ryan and I woke with a plan. The plan being to sneak into the abandon R.L. Hearn Thermal Generation Power Plant which is located in the south east area of downtown Toronto. We wanted to photograph the beauty of decay.

We had made a trip over to the power plant a week prior to scout out the area, to see where guards were located and to find easy access inside.

Sneaking past the guard house located at the front of the property and making our way along the north west section of property towards the back of the plant where the barbed wire fence was weakest.

We then smoked three quarters of a joint together before working up the nerve to hop the fence. Ryan went first, watching him hop the fence and dart out into the yard and hiding behind scrap metal for cover then finally making it to the back of the building. Then it was my turn. What excitement that was, knowing your breaking the law to do something adventurous.

After getting onto the property we were standing at the back of the Hearn and looking for our way inside. To do so we had to hop up onto a metal fence post and from there had to reach up and grab a hold of plywood that covered up the tall entrance area. A good 15 foot climb up, over and in.

Once inside the first photo that was taken was the one of Ryan and I standing together, titled "final hours".

This place was like no other we had ever explored together. The shear size of it all was breathtaking and mind blowing at the same time. The beauty of destruction.

After the first photo was taken we started exploring the plant. Taking the necessary precautions we had come prepared with asbestos masks and flashlights.

We had made our way around on the ground floor, through locker rooms, showers, storage rooms. Then we started making our way up stairs to the 2nd and 3rd level offices, had the remainder of our joint together.

From the office levels we went back onto the factory area and started climbing the metal stairs up further still. Some photos show how high up we were in that building.

We then made ourselves up onto the roof. What a view from there looking out over the city core. Looking out over Lake Ontario we saw really dark storm clouds. Ryan pulled out a cigarette and had a smoke.

We were up on the roof for about a half hour before Ryan asked me "what do you want to do now man?". "Do you want to go home now or stay a bit longer and explore?". My camera battery had died at this point and being there any longer served no purpose for me. I was hesitant on a response because at the same time I wanted to keep exploring because the plan was to keep coming back weekend after weekend to explore and document the old structure.

I then agreed to keep exploring. We came in off the roof, coming down a level, walked through a doorway into a long looking dark room. All across the top level of The Hearn runs conveyor belts that run coal from one end to the other. Walking together along the metal grating flooring. Ryan was 2 feet in front of me.

I then ended up tripping over a small extruded piece of metal on the floor, and from that second on I pointed my flashlight directly onto the floor to see where I was walking.

Very shortly after this happens, in mid sentence Ryan just falls into blackness. All I see is from his waist up as he plunges into complete blackness and followed by about 4-5 seconds before hearing a sick crash far below.

I then look 2 feet in front of me and see there is no more floor. My imediant thought is that he is dead. Then my brain clicks "I have to get my best friend out of here".

I then tried my best to back track to get out of the building, taking a route that he and I had not taken to get to this point. All I knew is I had to get out of The Hearn and find someone that could help.

I don't even know how I got out of that place. When I did I came out on the back side of the building, ran around to the guard house screaming for help.

I screamed to the guard that my best friend just fell in there and is hurt really bad, he asked what we were doing in there and I told him we were just taking photos.

The guard then called like every paramedic, fire and police officer in the city. About 10 minutes after the call was made all I could hear were the sirens. Scared and relived at the same time I was.

Once they all showed up I told them Ryan was in there, that we were up high in the building and he fell. All the cops were telling me to retrace my steps, they wanted to see where we came in from. I screamed at them "we don't have time for that right now, my best friend is dying in there". I then started leading them to the front of the Hearn because I knew it was the closet way inside. We get to the front and all entrances were boarded up. One cops said to me "Ian there is no way in through this way, you have to show us where you came in from". I then demanded to the fire fighters that they bust this plywood down to get inside.

Once inside the cops started fucking with my mind, me being in total shock at the time they started asking me where we had explored, they wanted me to take them on what would have been a few hours of exploration, which we didn't have time for.

Then an officer finds his asbestos mask and glasses. My first thought is he was okay, that he somehow managed to crawl out under his own power. I was wrong. His mask and glasses had bounced off of objects on the fall and Ryan was nowhere to be found.

The police tried getting a hold of Rogers Communication to see if they could pin point his location with the cell phone he had on him. They ended up using thermal vision to locate him. He was trapped in a coal hopper located high up in the building.

I was escorted out at this point in time because I was too "hysterical" for the cops liking.

Two and a half hours went by, a fierce thunderstorm was passing through.

While they were working on getting Ryan out I was giving my statement to the police. Never gave one of those in my life. I told them everything that I am writing here right now, everything, even the joint smoking. I had Nothing to hide.

We went in undetected but I didn't care if the whole world was watching at this point, I was doing what any best friend would do. I was trying to save him. City Pulse News was there and I was trying to hide from them. I was scared that this is how his family would find out and how my family would find out, being Fathers days and all.

After two and a half hours of hell they finally got Ryan out. I watched them carry him out on a backboard and I yelled to him that I loved him.

Ryan was rushed to St. Micheal's Hospital, the best in all the city for trauma.

I followed about an hour after him, being escorted in a police car. On the drive one officer said to me "this is going to cost you and your buddy about a hundred thousand dollars for all that had to be done here today". What a jackass thing to say. I responded by saying "I don't give a fuck about money, take all I have from me I don't care, I'm loosing the most important person in my life right now".

We get to the hospital, I enter the trauma wing of St. Micheal's. They told me that I was going to be the one to call the home of the Nyenhuis'. I thought that was insane, and told them I could not make that call, that they would have to.

I then went into the waiting room, sat down. I remember the NBA finals were on the televisions in there and I ended up falling asleep somehow.

Waking to Stevie and Tammy's faces hours later (Stevie being Ryan's room mate and Tammy being Ryan's girlfriend).

Stevie told me that John and Cheryl were on their way and that we could go up stairs to the trauma ward to see Ryan.

The trauma centre, located on the 9th floor of St. Micheal's Hospital.

Hours passed by, as the night went on the news kept getting worse and worse about his condition.

I ended up leaving to come back to my apartment at 6am the following morning, I had to talk to my parents and try and shovel some food into my system. Still being in shock and never got treatment for shock when it happened.

I returned to the hospital at 3pm that day. Only to find nothing had changed with his condition.

Then came the worst words I ever had to hear, Ryan's father coming in the room and telling me it was time to say goodbye to Ryan.

We made our way into where he was being cared for. To see my best friend in the state he was in broke my heart. Blood coming out the back of his head, body black and blue bruised from head to toe, internal damage that could not be repaired, feeling his forehead and it being ice cold. He was laying there in front of us, dead. Machines were the only thing keeping him "alive".

I said my goodbyes to him, telling him that he can't leave me here, he can't leave the creation of Studies In Comfort behind, something that is so brilliant, that we were supposed to take over the world together and do all that was planned. I told him to haunt me.

I then looked at his eyes and saw tears. He may have been brain dead but I know he heard every word I said. Doctors did not give an explanation to what was coming out of his eyes.

If only I had said to Ryan "hey man watch your step" he might still be alive today. I have been told over and over again that I can not blame myself for what happened that day. I sometimes still do.

Ryan and I once had a conversation that if something ever happened to one of us that Studies In Comfort would stop, without a core creator there is no sense to continue it. Well I am going against those wishes. I can't lose what he and I created even before it took off the ground.

I now know my purpose in life. To carry on Studies In Comfort. I must continue on for him, finish off the 3 studio albums we had in the works and continue on with this art form.

Ryan died at the wheel and I have moved his lifeless body to the passengers seat and now a fucking insane madman is driving.

Ryan Nyenhuis, whos favourite artist was Nine Inch Nails, who lived on floor number 9, who wore a roman numeral 9 on his right arm, who died on the 9th floor at St. Micheal's Hospital, Toronto.

Thank you to 55 Division and all the paramedics and fire fighters who helped get Ryan out of that terrible dark place.

Ryan Nyenhuis is survived by his father, John, mother Cheryl, sisters, Jennifer and Leah, their beautiful children, myself and Studies In Comfort.

Ryan John Nyenhuis

July 28th 1981 - June 15th 2008

We love and miss you.

___________________________

All photographs were taken by Ryan Nyenhuis & Ian Levack with a Casio EX-Z1050 camera.

The telephone switching station from the G.O. Miller Telephone Company on display at The Goodhue Area History Museum www.goodhueareahistory.org/

The old fashioned way of communication - writing a letter and posting it... :)

Silhouette of the Monjuïc Communications Tower, against the background of the Garraf shortly before sunset.

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Barichara is considered to be the best example of a colonial village (at least according to one of the colombianas I met along the way…and Lonely Planet seems to speak very highly of the town as well.)

It’s a town in east-central Colombia, in the department of Santander, whose capital is Bucaramanga. To get there from where I’m living at the moment is about a 9 hour bus ride…even though it’s barely 300 km away. (Hello, winding mountain roads, and thank you for reintroducing me to nausea.) The ride over the mountain range is rather spectacular, but literally, with curves on average of every 15-30 seconds and few stops…it’s literally quite dizzying after a few hours. Also, since we didn’t make any stops along the way, there’s not a single picture in this set to represent the actual road trip.

My roommate and I struck out from Cúcuta around 3:00 on a Friday afternoon and spent one night in Bucaramanga, getting to the hotel there around 9:00 in the evening. Since I was nauseous, I didn’t make it out in Buca, unfortunately, though my roommate met one of his friends and they had a good time drinking and catching up.

Saturday morning, we left around 10:30 and had another bus ride – much shorter at about 2-3 hours and it wasn’t completely mountain road like the drive from Friday. That took us to the town of San Gil, about 100 km west of Bucaramanga.

San Gil is a good destination in its own right. It’s supposedly the adventure capital of Colombia (wholesome adventure, that is…or safe adventure). It’s the area to come if you’re interested in rafting, paragliding, etc. The town is pretty small and there’s some nice colonial architecture. We had lunch here since it looked to be an interesting enough place to spend an hour or two, then paid a taxi driver 37,000 pesos (about $12) to take us the 20 km from San Gil to Barichara. By that point, we’d had enough buses.

Finally, around 24 hours after we’d left Cúcuta, we arrived in the center of colonial Barichara. Our driver dropped us off at the northeast corner of the main square. Our guesthouse (and a rather comfortable guesthouse at that) was only a block away, half a block south from the southeast corner of the square. It was called Color de Hormiga and was at once comfortable, convenient, affordable ($30/night) and very hospitable. There’s no breakfast included in the stay – there’s no restaurant on site – but, they do provide coffee (for those who like it, which seems to be everyone in the world besides me) and the courtyard is very quiet and charming.

Saturday night’s sunset provided a very photogenic sky, though I was too tired (and, really, not thinking quickly enough) to ask about where to go to see it upon arriving after having traveled for that much time to get there. So, I saw the remains of the day from the main square and wondered what might have been.

We spent the better part of the evening just east of the northeast corner of the square; there were a few – at least three – decent bars in a row there and they were relaxing places to hang out. We had a few drinks, then wandered north of the square (uphill) for a few blocks towards one of the at least 4 chapels in this small town before cutting over a block and back down to the main cathedral on the square…before heading straight back to the bar – this time for a bite to eat. I wasn’t hungry, though, so just sat and enjoyed the music.

Sunday was the only full day we’d have here. I woke up early enough to catch the town before there were too many people wandering around. Barichara is really less than 10 blocks by 10 blocks (give or take) and it’s set on a ridge overlooking a gorgeous valley to the west.

Wandering alone in the morning, I started at the main square, including a few shots inside the main cathedral there before heading due west and slightly uphill towards the ridgeline. En route to the ridgeline, I passed another chapel (which I didn’t enter) that was attached to a cemetery (which I did enter). It was a nice cemetery with an unusually high number of fake floral arrangements. That struck me as a little odd considering Colombia is one of the highest exporters of flowers in the world. At any rate, it was a nice few minutes to reflect, especially since my mother (who also happens to be about the only one who would regularly look at any of this writing/posting that you’re reading) passed away only a few days before.

From the cemetery, I walked west the last black to Calle 1 (Calle del mirador) which is the one that crests the ridgeline overlooking the Cañón del Río Suárez (Saravita). When I got here, I realized this would’ve been a fabulous place to have seen the sunset the previous night – though I’m also certain it would have been VERY crowded, too.

At 9:00 in the morning, with the sun at my back, I just found myself overlooking a somewhat hazy valley…though not hazy enough to completely obscure the view. Walking along Viewpoint Road, I stopped at both pavilions and also at the Simón Bolivar statue which is at the head of El camino real (Royal Road) which connects Barichara to the much smaller colonial town of Guane about 5-6 km mostly downhill.

For the moment, I bypassed the trail and continued along Calle 1 to Santa Barbara Chapel and its attached art park (which left a lot to be desired). From there, it was a 6 block walk straight downhill to the guesthouse, with a stop next to the square for what I would consider an adequate (at best) breakfast.

After resting a few minutes at the guesthouse, my roommate showed up and we decided to walk to Guane via El camino real. (The heat wasn’t oppressive in the least and, since it was downhill…no big deal. Though my roommate is in much better shape than I, we still deliberated about whether or not to do this and, in the end, decided to go simply because there wasn’t much to see or do in Barichara.)

We left Color de Hormiga and made our way back to Calle 1 via San Antonio Chapel which was 2 blocks down the street and one block west on Carrera 4/Calle 5. It was the least imposing of the chapels, though still pleasant. (Like the Jesus Chapel next to the cemetery, we didn’t enter; I only entered the Church of the Immaculate Conception on the main square and the Santa Barbara Chapel at the top of the hill.)

Passing by, we just enjoyed walking the streets and eventually made our way to the trailhead next to our man Bolivar. The walk down to Guane, according to everything I read, was about “an hour walk.” It’s advertised as just under 5K, though one of the locals said it’s a little over 6. In my opinion, that’s a good walking/running pace…if you happen to be on flat ground or even pavement. This trail, however, was mostly rocks/boulders which would slow down most normal folks. The views of the valley were quite good, and we caught occasional glimpses of random lizards and birds (South American cardinals twice). We also stopped at Señor Esteban’s house on the way down for a few sodas and some fresh papaya. We hung out there for close to an hour, it seemed.

By that point, I was more interested in seeing the sunset and, as the day was getting long in the tooth, I talked my roomie into grabbing a taxi, bus, anything up the hill back to town. One of the other hikers at Esteban’s told us nothing really came by and it was easier to walk the last 40 minutes down to Guane (which was still about 3 km away) and just catch a bus there. Those 40 minutes turned out to be more than an hour.

As an aside, I’d like to mention the culinary delicacy of Barichara. They are quite proud of their hormigas culonas. (This literally translates to “fat-bottomed ants,” and yes…they eat them.) They’re considered to be an aphrodisiac. I mention this now because my roommate and I kept joking that we were stepping on someone’s dinner once in a while on the path.

When we arrived in Guane, we probably stayed less than 15 minutes. We walked to their main square, snapped a quick picture of the cathedral there, and then set to finding someone to negotiate a ride with to head back up to Barichara. We paid a guy (who seemed happier than a pig in slop) 25,000 to drive us the 9 km up the road to Barichara where he dropped us at Calle 1 and we watched what was a much cloudier and less-than-spectacular (compared with Saturday’s) sunset.

As I suspected, even with a “subpar” sunset, there were quite a few people at the pavilion. We didn’t stay until the end and just walked back down to our room for quick showers then dinner next to the main cathedral (underwhelming Italian) and a drink at the bar two doors down from where we’d been on Saturday night. (Of the three, this is the only one that was exclusively a bar; the others had limited menus.)

Monday morning brought an early start since we were doing the return trip all in one stretch. We were in a taxi by 7:30 and eventually got out at our apartment around 6:00 in the evening. For a first photo shoot in Colombia, I was pretty happy with how this turned out, though am looking forward to the next one in Cartagena in about 3 weeks.

This is where it all starts. The Cell phone store.

No place like a large city to see just how many people have cell phones.

Kids at school have cells, people at work have cells, every one driving a car has a cell phone.

Who doesn’t have a cell phone??

So this is the way we communicate with each other. And judging by the amount of people I see using them there must be a lot of really important communication going on.

由台灣三峽老街圓孔蓋上的圖騰發想，藉由中國傳統剪紙藝術的表現手法，與台灣三個著名產茶區域～南投凍頂、嘉義阿里山及台北三峽的在地特色與茶文化元素相結合，將台灣茶文化產業特色做最精采、最深刻的文化傳遞。

1.嘉義阿里山烏龍茶—

台灣嘉義阿里山，除了產高山烏龍茶以外，更是台灣著名觀光景點，如神木、雲海、梅花．．等，以這些獨特的景物為背景，再加上中國茶具傳統典雅的品茶蓋杯為前景，均以剪紙藝術的方式呈現，刻劃出每個物件的圖像細節、意境及地名；左上角的品名設計「阿里山茶」，運用中國瓦當的設計元素，將品名置入瓦當之中，整體藉由剪紙藝術、瓦當、蓋杯、景物描繪出特有的常民飲茶文化。

2.台北三峽碧螺春綠茶—

台北三峽為著名的碧螺春綠茶產地，也是近年興起的台北近郊旅遊景點，以該地區著名地標「三峽大橋」為背景，配上裝飾花紋的大茶壺、茶葉、扇形及地名，都是以剪紙藝術的方式呈現；在大茶壺的壺口處，以雲形圖代表剛泡好茶的熱氣，慢慢上升環繞於「三峽大橋」成為飄渺的茶香雲霧；並以中國印章的表現方式，將「碧螺春綠茶」放入長形印章之中，以剪紙、印章、大茶壺及「三峽大橋」著名地標，呈現出獨特的在地性。

3.南投凍頂烏龍茶—

台灣南投以生產凍頂烏龍茶為盛名，該地區臨近中央山脈，生態自然資源豐富，所以用剪紙的方式呈現花朵、植物、鳥類、山坡茶園、茶葉及地名，並試圖以採茶用的茶簍子，以及以中國方形印章呈現的「凍頂烏龍茶」品名 ，展現出在地的茶品文化特質。

5th August 2011

As seen in Madrid , Spain .

Street lights doing strange things on my walk home from work............

here to watch it in full (142secs)

Have a Peaceful New Year everybody..........x

Nikon F-100, 180mm, Kodak 200, No Filter

A man and a woman examining a rotary telephone in an office. There is an ash tray on the table and paper pinned to the wall.

One of a series of negatives and photographs taken by an unidentified employee of the Northern Electric (later Nortel) plant on Sidney Street in Belleville, Ontario.

Given to Robert House and donated by him to the Community Archives in July 2019.

iPhone 5S

YAMAHA Communication Plaza

I met my sons at the mall for dinner, on July 15, 2016. Most of the younger people & some of the not-so-young were wandering around, phones to face, playing the newly-released Pokemon Go. Even our waiter was discussing it with us. Interesting phenomenon!

1976 - Walter J. Diethelm

NAVAL AIR STATION PENSACOLA, Fla. (Oct. 31, 2018) Retired Navy Capt. Sterling Gillam, Director of the National Naval Aviation Museum, explains the pieces of the Ouija board display to Ens. Griffen Hinkley before the unveiling of the replica flight deck exhibit of the aircraft carrier USS Nimitz (CVN 68). The National Naval Aviation Museum unveiled its 1/4 scale replica of the Nimitz flight deck as its newest addition to the exhibits chronicling 107 years of U.S. Naval aviation. (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Cole Schroeder)

Le meilleur moyen de persuader consiste à ne pas persuader.Lautréamont

MADURAI to THENI Vazhi ANDIPATTI Taluk,T.SUBBULAPURAM is our Native Place - We love our Native place and very proud to say about it - My Mother A.ALAGARSAMY Retd PC and My Mother A.ALAMELU AMMAL in my Colour Pencil Art - Artist VASU engira KARTHIKEYAN ( AniKartick,Chennai)Tamil Nadu,India

I studied my school time 7th Std to 10th Std in my Native place govt high school,then I finished my Higher secondary at Aundipatti Govt.Hr.Sec.School and I Finished my school studies I worked in Madurai as a Sign board Artist then I came to Chennai and I joined as a 2d Animation Trainee at Nest Communication,Valluvarkottam through my well wisher Mr.Nangaiappan and Preethi Paul ( Head of Nest Animation Studio ) and I developed my Anatomy Drawing skills through our Animation Head of Nest Animation Studios Mr.Siju Thomas Phoenix and One of my Best Friend MuthuKumarasamy.Later I developed my Animation skill through Millitoon Animations Studio - A Branch of Millimages,France,TIL Animation Studios in Chennai and DataQuest Animation Studio,Gameshastra in Hyderabad,Bluemoon studio,Aura Animation Studio,Shemanoor Animation Studio,I Power Animation Studio,Design works,Minveli Media works and Pyramid Animation Studio in Chennai.

In Animation Field I started my career as a In-between Artist,then Clean-up Artist,Asst.Animator,Animator, Animation Supervisor and Director from step by step.So now I am a Freelancing Animation Artist and Painter,Illustrator,Designer etc,

And Argentina Famous Animation Director and One of the Creator of Nickelodeon Animation Series Director and Supervisor Mr.Jaime Diaz appreciated my art and animation skill and he gave his one greeting card and he wrote on that 'A GREAT TALENT from TIL STUDIOS' and ALL THE BEST to KARTICK to me.And one more memorable is Skaramoose AAnimation Studios Creative People also appreciate my Animation level and Our Millitoon Team and Millimages team got BAFTA AWARDS for TV Serials and also Dataquest Animation Studio in Hyderabad,And our Team got National Award for SFX Visual Effects and Animations for ABHAY (ALAVANDAN Tamil and Hindi Version Movie}

So in my career Many of my friends and my teachers,parents and family members helped and helping till now to achieve my goals...Thanks a lot and I know this is not enough to them.So I dedicate my all works to them and also my Inspiration Artists of Famous Tamil Illustrators and Mr.Maruthi,Mr.Jayaraj,Mr.K.Madhavan,Mr.R.Natarajan,Mr.Gopulu,Mr.Ramu,M r.Maniam and his son Mr.Ma.Se.Mr.Silpi,Mr.Sivakumar (Popular Actor and Artist)Mr.Adhimoolam,Mr.Chandru,Mr.Trotsky Marudu,Mr.Chellam,Mr.Shyam,Mr.Shankar,Mr.Vinu,Mr.Latha,Mr.Umapathy,Mr. Madhan(cartoonist) Mr.Pathy,Mr.Maali,Mr.Karo,Mr.RaviVarma,Mr.Raju,Mr.KondalRaj,Mr.Murugak ani and my School drawing Master P.K.Kamatchi and my Father N.Alagarsamy and my elder Sisters R.Leelavathy,A.Dhanalaxmi,R.Rani,G.Dhavamani and my elder brother A.Jayachandran,A.Soundararajan and my friends Mr.S.Thangavel (T.Subbulapuram),V.Rajasekar and G.Paulpandi (Aundipatti) Mr.N.Tamilselvan,Mr.A.Sachithanandan,Mr.Naveen,Mr.SriKanta,Mr.G.Senthi lkumar,Mr.Suresh,Mr.Jay Kay,Mr.R.Anand,Mr.Saravanan and Mr.Muthu,Mr.Janakiraman,( Villivakkam,Chennai) Mr.Gudu,Mr.Sridhar and Mr.Paramasivam,Mr.Chandru and Mr.Balaji,Mr.Senthil,Mr.Munivel and Mr. Nithyanandan etc....etc and Also Art G of Madurai Mr.Venkatachalam my elder brother and his sons Mr.Ganesh,Mr.Senthil,Mr.Kumar and mr.Mani everyone is there in my way of Art life and I couldn't mention all here at this time and till now I learn a lot from lot of Inspiration Artists and great Artists through internet and books collections of our libraries..,

"Thanks a lot to all....!!!" - Artist Anikartick.BSc.Viscom ( Vasu engira Karthikeyan )

A lone satellite dish offers internet and telephone communication for Concordia.

The Concordia base is 3200 m above sea level in the Antarctic. No supplies can be delivered during the winter and nobody can leave the base, no matter what emergency.

The station is the closest thing on Earth to interplanetary exploration. Studying the effects of isolation there is preparing ESA for the real thing: a mission to Mars.

Credits: ESA/IPEV/PNRA - A. Kumar

Communication. It's the first thing we really learn in life. Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking the harder it becomes to know what to say. Or how to ask for what we really need.

The most complex community network known in the whole universe should have the most efficient communication technology ... why look for Aliens, when we have to learn a lot from these efficient friends of ours.

Do you know Ants can carry stuff that weigh carry 5 times their body weight in their jaws and that of 25times theirs just by dragging ? .. can u equal that ... just try to lift something of your own weight first !

Now some facts on real communication of ants :

Ants communicate with each other using pheromones.These chemical signals are more developed in ants than in other hymenopteran groups. Like other insects, ants perceive smells with their long, thin and mobile antennae.

If an ant is successful, it leaves a new trail marking the shortest route on its return. Successful trails are followed by more ants, reinforcing better routes and gradually finding the best path

Source: Wiki

2012 Visitors - Order of the Eastern Star in the Province of Ontario and jurisdiction.

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Their next Annual Communication will be held in Montreal, PQ.

Members of the Order are aged 18 and older; men must be Master Masons and women must have specific relationships with Masons. Originally, a woman would have to be the daughter, widow, wife, sister, or mother of a master Mason, but the Order now allows other relatives[2] as well as allowing Job's Daughters, Rainbow Girls, Members of the Organization of Triangles (NY only) and members of the Constellation of Junior Stars (NY only) to become members when of age.

The Order was created by Rob Morris in 1850 when he was teaching at the Eureka Masonic College in Richland, Mississippi. While confined by illness, he set down the principles of the order in his Rosary of the Eastern Star. By 1855, he had organized a "Supreme Constellation" in New York, which chartered chapters throughout the United States.

In 1866, Dr. Morris started working with Robert Macoy, and handed the Order over to him while Morris was traveling in the Holy Land. Macoy organized the current system of Chapters, and modified Dr. Morris' Rosary into a Ritual.

On December 1, 1874, Queen Esther Chapter No. 1 became the first Prince Hall Affiliatechapter of the Order of the Eastern Star when it was established in Washington, D.C. by Thornton Andrew Jackson.[3]

The "General Grand Chapter" was formed in Indianapolis, Indiana on November 6, 1876. Committees formed at that time created the Ritual of the Order of the Eastern Star in more or less its current form.[4]

The emblem of the Order is a five-pointed star with the white ray of the star pointing downwards towards the manger. In the Chapter room, the downward-pointing white ray points to the West. The character-building lessons taught in the Order are stories inspired by Biblical figures:

Adah (Jephthah's daughter, from the Book of Judges)

Ruth, the widow from the Book of Ruth

Esther, the wife from the Book of Esther

Martha, sister of Mary and Lazarus, from the Gospel of Luke and the Gospel of John

Electa (the "elect lady" from II John), the mother

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Order of the Eastern Star

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The Order of the Eastern Star is a Freemasonicappendant body open to both men and women. It was established in 1850 by lawyer and educator Rob Morris, a noted Freemason. The order is based on teachings from the Bible,[1] but is open to people of all religious beliefs. It has approximately 10,000 chapters in twenty countries and approximately 500,000 members under its General Grand Chapter.

Members of the Order are aged 18 and older; men must be Master Masons and women must have specific relationships with Masons. Originally, a woman would have to be the daughter, widow, wife, sister, or mother of a master Mason, but the Order now allows other relatives[2] as well as allowing Job's Daughters, Rainbow Girls, Members of the Organization of Triangles (NY only) and members of the Constellation of Junior Stars (NY only) to become members when of age.

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HistoryEdit

The Order was created by Rob Morris in 1850 when he was teaching at the Eureka Masonic College in Richland, Mississippi. While confined by illness, he set down the principles of the order in his Rosary of the Eastern Star. By 1855, he had organized a "Supreme Constellation" in New York, which chartered chapters throughout the United States.

In 1866, Dr. Morris started working with Robert Macoy, and handed the Order over to him while Morris was traveling in the Holy Land. Macoy organized the current system of Chapters, and modified Dr. Morris' Rosary into a Ritual.

On December 1, 1874, Queen Esther Chapter No. 1 became the first Prince Hall Affiliatechapter of the Order of the Eastern Star when it was established in Washington, D.C. by Thornton Andrew Jackson.[3]

The "General Grand Chapter" was formed in Indianapolis, Indiana on November 6, 1876. Committees formed at that time created the Ritual of the Order of the Eastern Star in more or less its current form.[4]

Emblem and heroinesEdit

The emblem of the Order is a five-pointed star with the white ray of the star pointing downwards towards the manger. In the Chapter room, the downward-pointing white ray points to the West. The character-building lessons taught in the Order are stories inspired by Biblical figures:

Adah (Jephthah's daughter, from the Book of Judges)

Ruth, the widow from the Book of Ruth

Esther, the wife from the Book of Esther

Martha, sister of Mary and Lazarus, from the Gospel of Luke and the Gospel of John

Electa (the "elect lady" from II John), the mother

OfficersEdit

Officers representing the heroines of the order sit around the altar in the center of the chapter room.

Eastern Star meeting room

There are 18 main officers in a full chapter:

Worthy Matron – presiding officer

Worthy Patron – a Master Mason who provides general supervision

Associate Matron – assumes the duties of the Worthy Matron in the absence of that officer

Associate Patron – assumes the duties of the Worthy Patron in the absence of that officer

Secretary – takes care of all correspondence and minutes

Treasurer – takes care of monies of the Chapter

Conductress – Leads visitors and initiations.

Associate Conductress – Prepares candidates for initiation, assists the conductress with introductions and handles the ballot box.

Chaplain – leads the Chapter in prayer

Marshal – presents the Flag and leads in all ceremonies

Organist – provides music for the meetings

Adah – Shares the lesson of Duty of Obedience to the will of God

Ruth – Shares the lesson of Honor and Justice

Esther – Shares the lesson of Loyalty to Family and Friends

Martha – Shares the lesson of Faith and Trust in God and Everlasting Life

Electa – Shares the lesson of Charity and Hospitality

Warder – Sits next to the door inside the meeting room, to make sure those that enter the chapter room are members of the Order.

Sentinel – Sits next to the door outside the chapter room, to make sure those that wish to enter are members of the Order.

Traditionally, a woman who is elected Associate Conductress will be elected to Conductress the following year, then the next year Associate Matron, and then next year as Worthy Matron. A man elected Associate Patron will usually be elected Worthy Patron the following year. Usually the woman who is elected to become Associate Matron will let it be known who she wishes to be her Associate Patron, so the next year they will both go to the East together as Worthy Matron and Worthy Patron. There is no male counterpart to the Conductress and Associate Conductress. Only women are allowed to be Matrons, Conductresses, and the Star Points (Adah, Ruth, etc.) and only men can be Patrons.

Once a member has served a term as Worthy Matron or Worthy Patron, they may use the post-nominal letters, PM or PP respectively.

HeadquartersEdit

The International Temple in Washington, D.C.

Main article: International Temple

The General Grand Chapter headquarters, the International Temple, is located in the Dupont Circleneighborhood of Washington, D.C., in the former Perry Belmont Mansion. The mansion was built in 1909 for the purpose of entertaining the guests of Perry Belmont. This included Britain's Prince of Wales in 1919. General Grand Chapter purchased the building in 1935. The secretary of General Grand Chapter lives there while serving his or her term of office. The mansion features works of art from around the world, most of which were given as gifts from various international Eastern Star chapters.

CharitiesEdit

The Order has a charitable foundation[5] and from 1986-2001 contributed $513,147 to Alzheimer's disease research, juvenile diabetes research, and juvenile asthma research. It also provides bursaries to students of theology and religious music, as well as other scholarships that differ by jurisdiction. In 2000 over $83,000 was donated. Many jurisdictions support a Masonic and/or Eastern Star retirement center or nursing home for older members; some homes are also open to the public. The Elizabeth Bentley OES Scholarship Fund was started in 1947.[6][7]

Eureka Masonic College, also known as The Little Red Schoolhouse, birthplace of the Order of the Eastern Star

Signage at the Order of the Eastern Star birthplace, the Little Red Schoolhouse

Notable membersEdit

Clara Barton[8]

J. Howell Flournoy[9]

Eva McGown[10]

James Peyton Smith[11]

Lee Emmett Thomas[12]

Laura Ingalls Wilder[13]

H. L. Willis[14]

See alsoEdit

Achoth

Omega Epsilon Sigma

ReferencesEdit

^ "Installation Ceremony". Ritual of the Order of the Eastern Star. Washington, DC: General Grand Chapter, Order of the Eastern Star. 1995 [1889]. pp. 120–121.

^ "Eastern Star Membership". General Grand Chapter. Retrieved 2010-06-03. These affiliations include: * Affiliated Master Masons in good standing, * the wives * daughters * legally adopted daughters * mothers * widows * sisters * half sisters * granddaughters * stepmothers * stepdaughters * stepsisters * daughters-in-law * grandmothers * great granddaughters * nieces * great nieces * mothers-in-law * sisters-in-law and daughters of sisters or brothers of affiliated Master Masons in good standing, or if deceased were in good standing at the time of their death

^ Ayers, Jessie Mae (1992). "Origin and History of the Adoptive Rite Among Black Women". Prince Hall Masonic Directory. Conference of Grand Masters, Prince Hall Masons. Retrieved 2007-10-25.

^ "Rob Morris". Grand Chapter of California. Archived from the original on 2007-09-28. Retrieved 2007-10-01.

^ "OES Charities". Retrieved 2016-04-15.

^ "Elizabeth Bentley Order Of The Eastern Star Scholarship Award". Yukon, Canada. Retrieved 2009-11-05.

^ "Eastern Star has enjoyed long history". Black Press. Retrieved 2009-11-05. The Eastern Star Bursary, later named the Elizabeth Bentley OES Scholarship Fund, was started in 1947.[dead link]

^ Clara Barton, U.S. Nurse Masonic First Day Cover

^ "Sheriff 26 Years – J. H. Flournoy Dies," Shreveport Journal, December 14, 1966, p. 1

^ by Helen L. Atkinson at ALASKA INTERNET PUBLISHERS, INC

^ "James P. Smith". The Bernice Banner, Bernice, Louisiana. Retrieved September 13,2013.

^ "Thomas, Lee Emmett". Louisiana Historical Association, A Directory of Louisiana Biography (lahistory.org). Retrieved December 29, 2010.

^ Big Muddy online publications

^ "Horace Luther Willis". The Alexandria Daily Town Talk on findagrave.com. Retrieved July 25, 2015.

External linksEdit

Official website

Eastern Star Organizations at DMOZ

Pride of the North Chapter Number 61, Order of the Eastern Star Archival Collection, located at Shorefront Legacy Center, Evanston, Illinois

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