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Fish nets used to bring it on
And a nice tight dress

Now : all of that; is under duress
Making arrangements for my future

If I wake up
To the smell of no coffee
No pain medication

You are fucking kidding me right?

Why bother discussing it?
This is a fact

Movement should be for pleasure
My bones hurt
Do you understand?

I have to do my life the way that seems best
I’m an old hippie that likes my sprouts
And other things

But this body has become a dominant force in this lifetime
I could not ignore the pangs of love
Or lust or need for someone

No I am happy with no one
I just told him
“ I don’t do relationships well”
True story
Always with the fixer upper
Inside ; I thought my job was to love everyone
Like Hollywood or Elvis

from my geezer memory:

"A fast-talking woman likes a silent man"

A quote in a book about women of the beat generation
I know it is a cliche, even so
The problem with history is that it is mostly His story.
Men get all the ink.


I used to be a garbage hauler. I spent a lot of time parked at farms up and down the valley in California; waiting for a load of produce.
I read a lot of history, mostly Greek and Roman, I think I read most of them, Herodotus Thucydides Tacitus, Suetonius, Plutarch, Josephus, Pliny, Gibbons ... well a lot of them.
What struck me most was how modern they sound. Like reading the editorial page in the NY Times.


thanks for writing I neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeds my poetry fix

My Italian husband used to say “ jana - the talker without the listener is dead”
primo bianchi
There was safety on his shoreline
I miss that feeling of
It’s going to be ok”
Is it really?
Praying kangaroos when it rained in Australia

yeah...non mi frega niente & vaffanculo are almost always following each other...

So it is ..
I like the Italian word for toothpick
“Stuccodente “
However
If you are like the movie “ a fish called Wanda”? It does not matter what they say- it is a look that goes deep into the soul
Without it
I would not have sons
That give me the same “
look”
Makes me want to get married and have children and stuff
But I have better stories... than just the look

Kerouac wanted his short stories to grow up, get married, and have lots of novels.

the look I remember most from my Alamo rose was sorrow the day JFK was murdered and I tried to commit suicide by matricide

I love that movie
this bit always cheers me up

Wanda Gerschwitz: Let me correct you on a couple of things, okay? Aristotle was not Belgian. The central message of Buddhism is not every man for himself.

Kerouac had a daughter, I envied him
For some reason, she reminded me of Iphigenia from the Greek play
Grateful I have a sister, she took up the slack for me with my mother
Rose never put me through as much hell as she did her daughter
they say every family unhappy in its own way
my childhood was happy and fearful

oh lordy, herbage wordy wood verbiage
High jack
sometimes I wants'ta to say to myself, shut the fuck up, enough about you

Rose was of the same generation as Sylvia Plath's mother
I wish my mother had read her poetry
cut and paste:

I shall meditate upon normality.
I shall meditate upon my little son.
He does not walk. He does not speak a word.
He is still swaddled in white bands.
But he is pink and perfect. He smiles so frequently.
I have papered his room with big roses,
I have painted little hearts on everything.

I do not will him to be exceptional.
It is the exception that interests the devil.
It is the exception that climbs the sorrowful hill
Or sits in the desert and hurts his mother's heart.
I will him to be common,
To love me as I love him,
And to marry what he wants and where he will.

'Lies, all lies
I am a truck
I own you"A. Sexton

Ah marriage and love and bondage and fetish ; alike
The things we do for love
I personally like the scraps of paper in the pockets
Of a room with a view

Mae West “why don’t you come up and see me sometime?”

Casablanca “ oh of all the gin joints in the world why did she have to walk into mine”
I can hear that song

He was so hot it sizzled off his skin
His hair smelled of the ocean
He tasted like sugar
Could feel that warm feeling
Every time he touched me

Got lost in ambition and gluttony and greed.
Finally; I think I
Know what I need

The gong show
Yep it’s a reality tv series where people tell it like it is
And if you are a liar
You get gonged

Beautiful writing - it’s a turn on
Awake at midnight
Just south of Los Angeles in the desert
Have to look at the moon
This is not the first time
Nor will it be the last

Grapefruit jiuce hand squeezed
Men in the trees outside trimming trees
It will be much hotter in the yard
The heat is on

"until the lion learns to write, every story will glorify the hunter."
African Proverb


Greatest history of genocide in humankind (sic) history:

http://www.worldfuturefund.org/Reports/ ... ocide.html


75/80 million native american's dead - "reasonable"?

ww11 - 43 million russians died defeating hitler.

and. sew on

How does anyone process that? If genocide is human, then what is human life worth?

mnaz wrote: February 20th, 2020, 5:51 am How does anyone process that? If genocide is human, then what is human life worth?

not the handle: humankind

Wow uh all war is evil- and genocide seemed to be something that has happened all over the world at different time periods—
I believe they called it the dark ages - and what of the plagues and floods

And sinister slave masters and sea captains
Greed is war - we could all be sharing our best and cultivating a new happier way to allow ourselves to stop fighting/ not sure how some of the soldiers in Croatia can live with selves
If Santana could be President
Sexy beautiful and romantic
But super intelliGent

there is only one form of government never implemented. anarchism.

perhaps time.

for me benevolent tyranny is the best. look at 42 years with gaddafi in libya.
and now. after nato.
killing fields in cambodia. again.
syria.
cardo virus...


where is solace.
"what doesn't kill you make you stronger'?


well even atlas shrugged ....