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joined on 11/04/04
last updated 12/25/06
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Qre8
Qre8
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January 24, 2006
Congers tricks and fools gold
search lights on a cold
dark night
my buzz killed when the fuzz kicked
I lick
my wounds open to the infectious
ideologiy of the false rightious
We don’t see the essence of the crises
primary beneficiarie
peek into the paper-heaps of policy
revision
Let me make the first insision.
Rock-a-by technolgy sleep little woker bee
pretend to be safe in the hands of homeland security
My wiretapped in a wired world
wired information wire satruation
Everones listin and everones talkn
the eses are dropen
terrorist plotn
My migraine is a mushroom cloud
no escaping The prision planet
powered by the proud amrikn millitary istablishment
taken bullets for the president
death by the thousands
arousen your blood lust
trust in unlimited Executive authority
cant remember where I left my sanity
Dosh...
Doshinto
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January 7, 2006
Pappa smurf is dangerous.
If you are faint of heart she will more than likely scare the bujeezus outta you.
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A pulsation. Nine lives lost upon the sheer flesh of creativity. I gaze into the hollowed eyes of a suburban nightmare and leave it to the dusty tongues of lawn lizards.
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grandpa
grandpa. Today I am reminded of you. It came in a great wave as I tried to blow out scales on the saxophone. I stifled sorrow I didn't know I had. Grandpa. I remember you--pilot, captain of a river boat, smoky bar room jazz player. You used to talk about, as you termed it, "the rock fifties". I would watch you carefully hold that instrument which had become your one true love--the only constant in your rocky life. Grandpa. As a kid, I would watch you pack the sax in its case and ask you if I ... read more
Tue, February 6, 2007 - 6:30 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
Another beautiful moment called life
On King did it again. Bass Necter played and bubbled the music across writhing bodies--wet and intimate. This little slice of gathering was balm for the soul. Too much KavaKava though...
Yesterday, I saw whales propelling themselves out of the water, slapping it with large white-dappled fins. A mama and a baby did this for hours as I sipped coffee and watched them--sneaking peaks through the binoculars. The day was yellow and ablaze over the water;soft waves swiped the shore. Q and I went fo... read more
Mon, January 29, 2007 - 8:26 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
shared space
within the musty darkness of an art deco theater costumes glinted and shimmied across the fluttering of my eyelids. A soft beat turns into a throb which echoes in tantric ebbs across the shuddering of my dancing body. Move to the coolness of the window and let the wetness of rain run over fingertips--stop and smile at a new friend who turns my tongue and lavish squeezes upon my flesh, which harbors itself under the gold of the cloth. Back at Kalani we find ourselves gazing upward towards the ... read more
Mon, January 8, 2007 - 9:41 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
vegan recipes
During this break I have been baking up a storm! Imagine--me who used to burn water can now make mouthwatering treats. Anyway, here are two recipes that I just can't get enough of:
grandpa's apple pie (modified for vegan)

crust:
11/2 cup flour
3/4 cup shortening(I use smart balance)
1/2 tsp nacl
1/4 cup cold water

cut flour, nacl and shortening with a fork until it is coarse and looks like meal. Add water and mix until it forms a ball. Roll out half of crust on a floured surface to... read more
Sat, December 30, 2006 - 4:11 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
A smile
Slick blue waves crest over tadpole swimmers as i sit on the beach and bask in the UV. Another Christmas, another day strutting its hour on stage until the curtain wraps it in twilight. The other night Q and I went to a wonderful gathering at a small art studio in Honolulu/chinatown and shared ritual dance experience with a great group of people. There was live drummers and a Dig player--reminiscent of SF and Chico gatherings I have been to in the past. Oddly, some of the people populating th... read more
Mon, December 25, 2006 - 5:18 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
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