i HAVE FINALLY got the the rhythm of the books finally ready to spend today working on One War and psycho killer. The Collection of my work.
I have been waiting for inspiration, which is a flaw I heard about the writer of Winesburg Ohio, which really is true to his inspirational moments. Bukowski drank for this, RImbaud started swilling wine at 12 after trying to join the french revolution, and getting raped all night by drunken soldiers. His perfect little life of a great education, riches and genius effected his entire life. I wrote a p0or manuscript about the poet appearing between classes.
I have been taking little battle naps on the couch. Getting up and writing and painting whenever I can. I have the life artists kind of dream of. I do nothing but art, but I got this way by having seven back surgeries' I am either in pain .
I cannot wait to start editing the footage. The dog raising the Kitten is cute as hell. I am writing a Johnny Pain script where he once more tries to teach Ruby, the loving husky to kill. I set it up like she is going to eat husky,
We took a lot of monster footage at the party and will go down to Halsted in Bous lost soo . ON Halloween, in boys town, the gayest distinct in the city, has a parade and dress up all.... we are going to film that too.
Among the projects I want to do is a site based on the different Chicago neighborhoods, and their bands, painters and poets regular folk, who are often the most trued hearted poets.
November fifth will be a big day. I am filming a band and a spoken word poetry --me amd a woman called cookie who also teacher of yoga and belly dancing; I am going to teach the elderly folk at the Peer House. I am doing it for free, because b they will the search options, and.... well, I am still putting together the class. If you have any suggestions I can use. I wrote how my family history of these monks and kings and arthur's round table. If the Hapsburgs has not changed their name to English and taken over... They only told me this when I was 30 something. I see my genes in the way that I always ready to fight for justice. Tonighton the train it was totaly filled. One guy, black and in his thirties, had his bag on a seat. I could see he was scaring everyone so I went up tpo him. Pointed at the bag and said I was going to sit there. He made no move to take his back pack off the seat, so I picked it up and tossed it is his lap. He got so so pissed, but he was was a bitch and I would have slapped him silly if he meade a fuss and I wanted him to. He barely moved to give me room, so I did the same to him, keeping my elbow in his ribs.... M. moved to the other side of the train, thinking there was going to be a a fight.
Man, I have confronted so many gang bangers in my life. Once some kids knocked me off my bike with a pipe and I kicked their ass something good, and tortured one until he told me where they stashed my back by practically braking his arm. I also made mim find a lens he knocked off, pushing him down on his knees. I had already kicked the others ass easily so they stood back///
Then walked up a tattooed, prison seasoned gang banger who was packing. he told the kids to give me back MY bike; they did, and I left. The tough guy stopped a few blocks away and sat there feeling the serotonin and my hatred for violence and I started crying. An officer stopped
votes FOLKS... get Sen. Barrack Obama into the white house. I will never believe tha the Republicans did not steal this election. I will instigate all who follow me to hot the streets to take this country back. This will be Gore times One Million. We will fight them in the courts, the streets, the churches, the unions, and world wide (where Obama is wildly popular as a symbol of the States finally trying to get over the biggest mistake this experiment ever made -- slavery. As you might know, Thomas Paine is my hero. He lent his poetic and propaganda to get the revolution started, but when they went with Slavery, he turned against Washington, making hims suddenly upopulare). He died a drunken, broke man... at his funeral, only two unidentified black men were the only ones to attend. I feel like I was him in another life. Certainly I will not lend my literary talent to attack any religion, merely issues that are brought up by those religions.
Like Hitchens, I fear the Taliban could destroy life as we know it. Women's hard f0ought fight for independence, the gay movements, the artists movements, philosophical and scientific. The Muslim people are known are the last people who would destroy history. They damned well invented science, and math, and etc...
I want you to know, once again, that I am attacking the lack of liberty in your press. I write a blog called http://wakingupjesus.blogspot.com that explains how my philosophy, military intelligence, classes on cults and brain washing and History all come together when Christ returns. He is is disgusted with Machiavellian politics, neo cons pot laws, and the religions that turn people away from salvation based on homophobia, drug use, etc...
No one is beyond salvation. I learned this in AA when I quit drinking after trying and trying and failing and ending up in hospitals... Talking out all my problems with my peers for almost twenty years taught me as much as the cab and school and mother and dad and teachers and lovers past and present...
I also got a commissioned painting set up a the party. The mom was at the party, and she was very cute in a lady bug costume.
M. looked really hot too. I got her tjos sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssrrrrr9999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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