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The last time I cried
11/23/1984

I mean cried like a child
great heaving sobs
uncontrollable
I don't know what I expected
from him
maybe some consolation
but not that

Picture here
Me and uncle Chaim>>

Details of dream last night here>>

It's been a little while since I've cried,
but not as long as it's been for you.

It almost makes me want to make you cry,
at least a tear or two,
just for release sake,
not to cause pangs.

Dreamt more of planting last night,
wondering if it has to do with what I'm reading
cause I'm reading a lot about crops
and the American Indian caring for the land.

Made me wonder if I was reading the Bible before going to sleep way back in the day when I kept dreaming of the end of the world.

I might find more erotic dreams if I read Anais,
need to experiment and take more notes.

I heard yesterday it's o.k. to have the good, the bad and the ugly.

It was a poem by SmileGrl that brought Proust to mine and time remembered. Today is the day his sister died at sunrise on November twenty second 1984,
he was the youngest son just like me
and she was his big sister
I have been blessed with a baby sister
but wish I had been blessed with a big sister too.
oh well
"life has been good to me so far"

I got some scanning and computer work to do before I can finish this one

the poem b y S.G. (mj?)

is here

nest. to crawl inside
and hide
blanket. i am raw
and naked. cover my insides
my mind. beats like a terrified bird
wings flutter. pressure
climbs my throat
fear. push. push it down. but
it streams. like tears down my face
i can’t. i. can’t. i
help me

http://www.studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtop ... =2&t=19677

A sister is...
if connected.
And I love my sister.

Whatcha scanning, deleting and computering?
Curiouser and curiouser.

It is very full.

still no luck getting the picture scanned and posted
me standing next to uncle Chaim, he in his uniform circa 1945
me with a kitten balanced on my shoulder and a pained expression from those needle claws.

My Rose of Agudas Achiem his big sister, he was the baby

I wish I had not left my "saddle in the rain"

I saw a friend who doesn't know
If I'm his friend just yet
His eyes and mouth were widely open
And his jaw was set
Like he'd fell off a cliff
And hadn't hit the bottom yet
I wish he wouldn't pull those things on me
Without a net
Without a net
I had him up to the house one time
And we was having a real good time
Then he went and lain
His Saddle in the rain

lyrics saddle in the rain john prine

Nevember
do you remember
never embers in November

oh boy I got to find some silence

tv blasting I got another month at least still I can steal some time alone.