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Fabricating

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Your stenopad is on drugs and never gets even close to the truth.

How provincial was your upbringing and experiences that you

can’t really draw a characterization of a real man with depth.

Your goal is to tear down another’s life to neutralize your own.

I will give you a hint here. No fingers were pointed or escape into

nihilism but a human process of acceptance and grieving turned

into a family that isn’t  one his mother promised him. A creation

of his own fears and misunderstanding and a drama of true love.


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People Who Shame

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People who can’t see things clearly try to stigmatize young people with

Communicative, Social and Muscle Coordination differences that make

it harder for them to fit in and learn in a regular education setting and at home.

My sister who never had any children looks on her niece as defiant and that’s it.

Of course she hasn’t seen her since she was 10 and she has a mental health prejudice.

I am her mother and I know the workings of her mind better than anyone and

she sees just about everything around her in a way that is different from most 

of us. It makes her unusually creative, funny and curious. Shame on you for your ignorance.


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WW III

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You just won’t be Happy until you have your own version of post WW 3

I say we retreat into the country and water the Hydrangea bushes

I don’t think you are a real person until you see a baby born or grow a garden

(by the by this is KV Player Piano futuristic )


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I Got No More Bullshit

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Week Two of no chit chat

People who have nothing interesting to say will not

get a word out of me anymore. I can’t BS anymore.

Tom sat next to me and I was just looking ahead

He said “Hello”. I said “Hmm”.

He says. You sound like “Hello Newman”.

I said “Hmm”.

Then he asked me about a crazy woman I barely

knew but maybe 4 years ago I warned him to

not date her because she was crazy. He did. Then

when he caught her taking pills from his medicine cabinet

he said. You were right. He’s on my BS no more list.

I said “Hmm”.


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Sorcerer

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Santa Fe’s Institute of American Indian Arts was treated to a lecture by Dale Chihuly

He had an exhibit here about 12 years ago at the Albuquerque Museum, with a film

Everyone on this Earth should see his glass sculptures Venice and Jerusalem are where

he put his latest installations. Light passing through glass. I will never forget his pieces I’ve witnessed.


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Bachelor’s Delight

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I have no qualms about the term “mental illness” but in this

case it is correct to describe it as a brain developmental difference.

If you read the biographies of many ,you see that with time these

people learn in ways that are best suited for their intelligence.

This morning we discussed the paper she is writing on Melville’s

“Benito Cereno”, was Melville bigoted or was his narrator a literary device.


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Once Upon a Time

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I went to a lady therapist and she said the reason you masturbate 5 times a day

is that you were sexualized early and that is how you relax. I looked at her and said

“Come on you have got to be kidding. You call this therapy.” So I quit going and I drank

more and everything was fine and dandy. Then one day I couldn’t imagine being single

so I went to a place where other people went to learn to cope with life. They planted a

seed. It grew into a big bean stalk that reached up into the pink clouds. I met a Giant

who I found fascinating. I became addicted to his Fe Fi Fo Fum . I learned there are no answers.


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Talisman

Christopher

Ganesh was everywhere last night and it made me smile

he was a brass head under my bed to remove obstacles

he was a tiny statue Kate found, that I held in my pocket

Saints, I don’t know anything about but as a kid in the 70’s

I drove with Christian families and this one was on the dash

Panic attacks are a figment of my imagination and that

religious store plastic guy helped me through many a solo

roadtrip, and St. Anthony was on the lips of my friends and

Damn if those two dogs didn’t come home safe and sound.