Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Ouch, you pinched me. ha ha
Yes, I do believe in magic, I do, I do.

O try to send it all over to me, I'll find you.
I think it's bazaar to think not many people believe these days, but I think many more did in history. What has happened to magic. Is everyone robotic in 2011?

Sometimes I come here and click and click but you do not appear, somestimes you do appear.

Like magic

I imgaine that my computer is magic, some kind of thaumaturgic type writer truth teller, the keys on the keyboard have tiny sensors (maybe not needles, reading so much stuff about needles on studio eight lately got me thinking of Kafka's machine)

so my thoughts are sucked directly from my brain down through my arms out my fingertips to this screen. Now all I need is a little magic black box to do the punctuation.

Getting ready to leave for corpus and get the Cat, and also pick up my motorcycle, still dark here at four fifty four am

hope you have a good day my magic friend.

You know I'm always here.
Sometimes I'm your talkative chatty cathy (can you hear me, hear me, is this thing on), and other times I'm your mute rosa de jour on Sally's skirted waist front.

But, I never turn the light off.
I fall asleep to your bedtime stories and make up to drink coffee with ya, while we tell dreams of how spooky it is or magic over easy on the telephone (this being our teleyphone).

If you're in the jungle, then I'm in the tree or stepping in your footsteps and through your broken branches. I'll go just about anywhere, even if scared.
I used to be scared of my own shadow and yours.

I am still scared of mosnters from the id. Sometimes I have to hug Anne Francis all night long just to get a little sleep.

I'll hug me until I become he, then hug him all over again.
It's scary, but hell, I'm scared of everything and I'd not move an inch from this chair if I allowed it much trouble to trouble me.

"What I fear is not nothing, which is the terror, but something..." Love In the Ruins

I have not had a lost dream in over a week. I have something to fear now.
So I been sleeping well, no troubling dreams.

Elephants hugs
I miss my elephant.
I miss her hugs

Monsters from the Id, Forbidden Planet
Monsters from the Id. Monsters from the it. Children's nightmares, that I carried around as an adult.

So it is now.
kick the can,
ally ally in free
ally ally home free