Tiny Transylvania

High voltage intensity.

Im glad to see other high intensity chics exist. Becoming a chanteuse and putting that radiance to shine. A room could never be dark with you in it.

 

Impressions of long ago.

That sometimes turned out wrong. Impressions of you.

 

I send you blankets of love.

Things to remember. Living in a fast world where everything is quickly over-turned by something that seems better, we should be mindful at how blessed we truly are. I watched a film that made me cry at the sheer unfairness and disgusting plight. Then I decided wouldn't it be better if I prayed for the love to reach over far away and cover those in a warm blanket of safety. Or, perhaps with enough prayer, and positive thoughts could actually reach someone and cheer their path?

I believe that change is imminent. I believe change can occur if everyone put effort in making these changes either by writing letters to your elected officials, sending donations or all out protesting it would be likely to occur.

I feel embarrased at how sometimes I become impatient and simply want more, and more, and more like a helium balloon. However, i do try and give my part back.

I say a prayer for you little children who have no voice. I do not know you but i carry your plight in my heart. I wish that you all had the same things I can give my child.

I hug my son a little bit stronger so you can feel my warmth against your cheek.

 

Osama a real story

Lemony Snicket and The Composer is Dead

April 9th at 2 pm Knight Center I will be taking Londonium to see....................

The Composer is Dead.

 
A collaboration between children's author Lemony Snicket (One of my most favorite gives me tingles in my toes kinda favorites.)

 Until Recently He Preffered to Remain a Figment of everyone's visceral imagination.

 

Click on link below to enjoy his site:

 Oh Lemony Snicket you sly devil you.

and we musnt forget composer Nathaniel Stookey, The Composer is Dead is a morbidly funny musical whodunnit that investigates every section of the orchestra—A Peter and the Wolf for the 21^st century aimed at a new 
generation.

Summer Time

I love organizing. Organizing my closet. Anyone's closet really. Cleanliness and order are so chaotic in a way. I also like to share so most of my unworn stuff, adios - arivaderchi - sayonara.

I decided I do need some new stuff for this summer. I found this plaid top (which plaid is a big thing for me) Plaid

A pair of jean overall shorts, shiny burgundy tassel loafers, my new Joy Division tshirt  (Joy Tee), I'm still searching for a new pair of converse. My orange tan ones are about to go south and bust, however the right color will appear. I am having a problem with the wayfarers I want. Seems with my prescription they come out to over $400, ummm, kinda would rather take a trip with that. Wayfarers

 Urkle Has Gone Vampiric. Accck.

Wanna Start Some Rumours.

 Pulp.. Coachella.. Pulp

 

 

Hallelujah, I've found the Eject button.

So,  yeah,   I have been hearing choruses on Hi Fi Definition inside my solitary meditations. Funny how loud things can be in the dead of silence. In the still of the still of the still.   Or, what about...how silent things are when you deafen your ears?

Imagining myself in pink turbans, driving - a taxi cab driver and the ongoing chatter of people slamming car doors in and slamming car doors out. All, with their mediochre soundtrack of silly speak. Wearing imaginary head-sets to drown out the mal odors of sedentary thoughts.

It's something to speak the way you are feeling -to feel like you have gone to far. Fishing back words. Reeling them in. How can you erase a truth when it seems to be in neon lights. I found a pencil and eraser and am drawing my escape plan exit. Hopefully I haven't ruined the picture.

 
 

 

 

Ornery little Owl

 

I looked up the exact meaning of ornery:

or·ner·y [ áwrnəree ]

adjective

Definition:

1. irritable: uncooperative and irritable ( informal )

2. U.S. insufficient: meager, whether out of poverty or lack of generosity ( informal )

3. regional common: ordinary

[Early 19th century. Dialectal variant of ordinary]

I am super loving person, I am. But most people irritate. Don't ask me to take care of your seat, borrow my pencil, what time the next film starts.

After a few of these situations today I retreated to quiet and looked up to see if something strange was occuring in the cosmos....

Here is your Daily AstroSlam for Monday, January 10

You're bright-eyed and bushy-tailed today. This naively enthusiastic mood will go to hell as soon as you start interacting with people. Perhaps you should consider moving to a remote island, a convent or hiding out in a cave in Kabul.

 

I make love to words.

I make love to words.

 

                                 Imaginary Letters.           JKLMNOP....        P I gotta go to the loo and P.

 

We just don't click anymore but we can surely cluck and then like chickens run away.

But the way of the pig is to wallow in his filth and lies.

         Standing on Heartbroken Avenue.          Hitching a ride to the Champs Elysees.                           

 Blowing heart bubbles to you.

                                                        Ready to be burst at a moment's fancy.

I make love to words.           

                                       ABCDEFGH.            I,     I am so elementary indeed.      It hurts to breathe.

 

 
sign up for this it warms the soul.

  

Over  four years ago a process of death began.

I was so busy trying to cover the stink. That i forgot it could make me sick.

Began to bury it about a year ago. And then between cleansing and forgetting. I was so afraid to close the coffin door.

Decided that I need to finish the Rebellion and Lies..

Opened the windows, let the fresh air in.

Swept the house thru and opened the doors.

Burnt incense in every corner.

Made a paperkite and let it fly free, all the sorrows released to burn like a pheonix. Far awar from me.

Took a flower scented bath and cleaned the death from my hair.

Went to see the storybook end.

Tommorrow I begin a new story.