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Wanna piece of me?

Alchemy — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 06:17:49 GMT

I am REALLY missing my burning life the art..the life..the community.Where did I go?Where are you guys? gimme a hey crazy bitch and bring me back to mirth. My life style is slackin off. Im hungry and burnt out on the drama of divorce and the complete lack of beauty that used to surround myself and my children. How was memorial day for yall/? who wants to make out? or just plain make somethin.? Tim...? Why dont we have a social life together after 2 years? BOARD!!!!!! wheres my poly life? anyone seen my soul around here lately? Ive seemed to miss placed it. I crave some connection.

some ass tard stole my razor phone...shout out to my peeps yo fo your 411

Alchemy — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 21:24:21 GMT

hey ...no really..I lost like all your guys s phone numbers with the phone as some of you may have also experianced..I chose to replace it over paying my cable/net bill so how bout a little holla..9thats getto talk for CALL ME!) with your numbers so my new expensive shit ass phone wont suck anymore... i will be tribeless for a few weeks... AGHHHHH! but I got this cute dog.... check her out at my pix

Blog EYE..love gone wrong

Alchemy — Tue, 04 Mar 2008 04:01:07 GMT

Love is always complicated.. I posted a picture of the middle phase of the end result of my disagreement with my man. We had a disagreement over manythings..slowly brewing into a blow out I am shattered over where this wound up. But a mans actions can hurt you alot more than the end result of him beatin your ass. thats just the black icing on the dark bitter cake of mendacity. He and I are very close. but have no social life TOGETHER He hurts me more by not including me in his life. Not mixing me with his friends. Going to them for advise ..when they dont know me.. asking me to be his wife and not standing by me in times of stress,hardship not treating me well in front of his best friend and allowing him to interfere..to insult me..to place me last in the moment. I am expendable. except when we are together. He has gone from being fair to being impossible from being open to being closed from dedicated to our relationship to being dedicated to himself. Im concerned for my love hes self destructive hes mean spirited and worse hes become a hypocrit. hes become unable to stay real,to be able to see himself anymore or see me. He was pissed about my guest and said i was disrepecting him by having this person at my house under my current circumstanses Over dinner he implyed I should have a disease because of my permiscuity. I DO NOT SLEEP AROUND WITH OUT MY PARTNER. he was rude and hurtful..repeatedly He was being passive agressive for days he had been attacking my self esteem recently,trying to tear me up. he has abandoned me to deal with stuff on my own too many times broken too many promices.. I broke mine I slapped him ,, while he ranted on about my character... i asked him to stop, my period was in full effect.. still attack.. I promiced him Id never get violent with him..and hes promiced hed never hurt me,among other broken words.. I decked him for his mouth for myself respect for women everywhere he was beligerent..hysterical.. He was shocked but I caught his eye with my finger.. Over the slap fight I got in three smacks before he pulled over,trying to trow me out into the street from his truck,When I wouldnt he snapped and beat me about the head and face with both hands im guessing,and then slammed my head into the truck door . My hair was clotted with blood. So many of you have come to me with kind words and love.. what I want clear is that I am not launching a pitty party. I slapped Tim Tim Griffin hit back. In fact stands by his beleif that its okay to hit back. To hit a woman he hits harder than I do. Only because I wasnt hitting him to be bigger-stronger-or tuffer than him. He has the advantage over me yes,but trained fighter or not..I know my abilities,which were not in need of proving that day. I love him but Tim Hits Girls. He says that everyone he talked to ( no one who knows me) says that I deserved it.That his loss of temper was rational Im posting this again after taking it down to go on record. My point about our love is that its marked. it had its problems but now after hes drawn blood... im sad because hes in a place beyond my grasp I think WE BOTH FUCKED UP WE ARE BOTH IDIOTS be clear I do not except his behavior We are apart but that doesnt stop the love. I am un willing to let him go. But he is not the focus of my life right now. I am more concerned with my future, the future of HEARTH THE BURNER TRANSPLANT PROJECT THE AMERICAN DREAM THEATRE My KIDS MY FAMILY. Ive been hurt worse by less yes ,he could and might do it again,worse ect. But he isnt my battle or my cause at this time I am devastated over the dark turn our love has taken I am sadened and discusted with what is happenening to what started out as being a worthy and amazing gentle man of good intention and honest approach in his dealings. I have been hit before,and probably and with a feeling of probable certainity will be hit again. My mom has hit me harder but like her in fact he actually repeated the same hateful rant to accompany the beating.. said the dammaging,speech. Words hurt more he is desarate he is lost and our love is colored by the bruises inside and out. Comunication has been broken as my heart I am at fault for standing my ground for not codeling cowering or caring to behave in the face of abuse. I am at fault for being in love with a human, I slapped his eye bad enough to cause the cornia to bleed internally I needed stitches for my head Ive had offers from every one I know and about 20 offers to teach him manners Thank you ..all of you let me work some of my issues out but if I fail at doing the smart thing, its nice to know that you all have my back. I speak for love I speak for all woman love is complicated .

George sucks

Alchemy — Thu, 21 Feb 2008 19:37:17 GMT

Im a sucker and he says in court that he never married me for real at Burningman.....it was as a game..a pretend thing..a random theme camp experiance... BLOW ME! I was wife enough to carry his ass for 7 years of sufferage. im just not myself anymore. someone amputated my self esteem. nice guy.. hope I miss him on the next lifetime soul return loving him is like stepping in poo and tracking it all over your moms new rug unaware....

Head count -Bubble bubble goil and trouble..party hot spot shout out..

Alchemy — Mon, 22 Oct 2007 21:47:27 GMT

Where will you freaks be reakin havok this the PARTY WEEK OF THE YEAR? Im trying to avoid finding trouble....So IFFFF I WAS TO FIND TROUBLE...Which party would be the most likely place I would find said trouble..( uh umm so I can avoid finding trouble there with all temptations to booze shmooze,get rable bable aroused..laff too much -chat too much -kiss everybody -and dance lewdly -while sliding waist deep into trouble..) ..hmmmmm uh...as I was saying..find said trouble ..so I will know what to look out for when avoiding all this trouble that one can get into when one goes out with you burningman satan worshiping heathin trouble makers what shall I wear? or actually what SHOULDNT I wear ..so as to not DRAW allll that hot delicious TROUBLE to me..I could get into so much trouble.. HA!

The goat gloats...

Alchemy — Fri, 03 Aug 2007 01:00:14 GMT

the goat gloats and hope floats.. I read last lifes poetry-so tormentented and proseativily feral.. I was mizrebelian now Im not the contrast in my picture as of late relects a certain bliss peculiar in its poiniantacy.. Im fuckin happy. REAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLY fuckin happy! for the first time in a long time Ive got it made. No wishing for a relationship to get steady or even out .. or it will be better tomarrows..upposed to .. it really sucks right nows.. Im with some one that loves me. me as me,and wants me aned claims me.. and all the crazy happy crap that goes with the Alchemy package.. yippppppppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! My poetry was pissy and angry and great.. but i was so in HELL!! now im not.. haha! I think ive got something like 23 sketch books full of addle rattle mizrebelian poetry... probably about 21 years of lookin for my slice of bliss.. makes finding it just all that much more.. KICK ASS!!! I want to publish my blather...

Strobe Effect

Alchemy — Fri, 27 Jul 2007 03:04:24 GMT

Your on like dawn you break in many colored hues and cleve the darkness with sparkling blades of lightness to penetrate my thoughts you burst in and thrust thru illuminate and gleam glare and scortch and burn till everything is revealed no shade no shadow your a light that feeds with the strenth and warmth of a sun in spectacular heat your a glittering light that blinds burning images of dazzeling hope into the starving raving anxiety that filled the no escape from the distraction of reflected brilliance images burned and lingers and nothing else remains in sight of previous vision just the seared tattoo image of you in my eyes this burn sets itself against and into everything I see or feel a burn scar of your presence fore shadowed in mylife a hypnotic pictured scene Blind for you nothing else remains I blink and when your gone What has been left is darkness in the lack of light flash burn all brightness dashed-shadowed light dankly sallowed the lack of you so firmly illustrated burned into me by the void of your shine it leaves a strobe effect Im left stunned and awkward sometimes jarred and fumbling in the darkness feeling around like the lost like an idiot. yes, your that cool.

I am all bottled up with the need to splay and blather

Alchemy — Fri, 27 Jul 2007 01:55:21 GMT

I write poetry and blah blah blah.. prose and iamblic ramblings And each day I move to blog some of my inner thoughts make what I live or had very public.. to reveal.. BUT Im in love with a private man hes claimed me engagement is on the horizon.. like a morning sun rise ifffffffff i say yes but the chances are pretty good like REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY good I more than likely will say yup! A great deal of what ive written is about pain and anguish Ive had in a previous life.. nothing I write now is anything about that - ALL of those feelings have been swallowed down and shit out now all I know is LOVE swoony giggley warmth spread like honey running thru me a fire a pilot flame flickering constantly in my heart my heart-no longer cold..or hungery Im bubbling over in amazement and bliss over the presense of him in my life I write or try to - but its as if words have not been invented to wrap around this love I feel. Such a blinding releif that he wants me!.. such craziness in the idea that after all these years of yearning of doing with out being told I wasnt worthy the loss that this man would appear outta no where- with stealth and a grin hunt me down snare me up-distract me to the point of frenzy make me see god and then use these crazy key words that are the secret the password to my soul.. systems for self defense systems for cynical disbeleif and adult perseptions melt away......... He -(the man who scoffs and sneers at matrimony) says the wonderous phrase , and as he does a thousand stars roll out like a blanket in my heart I feel wings grow -tickling my skin across my shoulderblades and I am lifted as they stretch and flutter but no thats my heart.! .and i am laughing.. not just like what I know as a laugh... but it is thru my whole body like bubbles under my flesh... and I find it IS true.. as I swoon and stagger in the light and fragranses of serendipity..im drunk on his voise..almost disbeleiving almost.. the words "And We Can Go Live Happily Ever After" are the magical words-REALLY true MAGICKAL words! they mean the end of a story.. and the untold and wonderful beautiful begining yet to happen but surely destined Im just sappy that way and crazy for him.. I beleive in fairytales Im in love with Timmmmmmmmmmm i love happy endings.

Blue Moon and fire on the Mountain..Graditude and a smarmmy prose...I call it.. I LOVE YOU MAN !!

Alchemy — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 08:30:05 GMT

..Luna see the times we're in but wilder love theres rarely been I love you all Its only once in a blue moon you find friends and loves like these so true and unbridaled liberators they are the diamonds in the buff- naked jewels in your decoder ring they'll save your ass when it gets rough .. Youll fall like me n never be the same.. and then forever feel that never theres enough Time to spend with all these heros and harlots round the flames To dance wild technotropic voodoo and scream their names across the wide and open spaces or whisper giggling into sacred places deep and heated Were thick as theives and We're all youve ever needed.. so many freaks just like you-in assorted flavors every joke and tear -youve savored the truth be told Your knee deep in grade A booty and all of it is gold.. Its only once in a Blue Moon that so many come together when you thought the end might come too soon and your dreams and soul might never weather thru and daily crap is drainning you.. Grab your bullhorn and your cookies grab your glitter and your lube grab a log to burn at every turn and burn it on You Tube we're the pirates and the poets we're the gear heads and the geeks we're the strippers and the fire elves that dance to deep house beats pass the hummas and the doobidge slap on fur and be a goon.. drive your ass to Fire Mountain and spin poi and paint your poon cause were all in love with burnin shit and we.re all in love with you.. if you join the ecco-freako-vamps and gypsy whirly witches doin what they do.. Before the faded facade of earn to live carves doom into you like a shiv we gather fire and feast and fuck and beats To Burn it and move on we remember dancing in what really matters come on..yes ..you can yes you can.. e-scape before the dawn breaks lifes crewl snags close in for the kill of your soul The cost of common life extract its toll.. grab a mush-mellow slap on some wings led lights and sparkly things snuggle down and slide into our arms like fleesy playa coats so comforting and warm the details unimportant .. fire and beauty-love and art a magick charm against the storm.. twas Burning man who killed the boogiemonster by putting fire up in his ass the world turns slowly back to better times all shitty crap will pass with drums we circle our hearts in tune entwined and wined rare friends and loves set forth from this blue moon. Health wealth home hearth love light enlighten enliven bounty booty blessed ballanced open eager bright eyed and bushy tailed easy passage wonder unbound deepest connections and answers found directions clear- love luck stealth appriciation intuitive inclination gifts... dreams come true... This spell I wish envoked on all of you!! I mote it as the moon is blue.. you make the difference forever burn fire and love beneath the oaks-or on the shore your a BURNER mutha fuckah.. from this rare moon till ever more

Im embarrassed..

Alchemy — Sat, 12 May 2007 10:25:08 GMT

That I was suckered into a another hummiliating round of dissapointing behavior and gut wrenching self delusion that this "hot mover and shaker.".truely loved me..like soooooooooooooooo much,and that we were gonna be married and live happily ever after..Ive been married to him for 7 years and he denies even this title to me..he abandons us all because clearly IAM A HINDERANCE AND WORTH KEEPING ANY PROMISE TO EVER! This man is so far superior to me,obviously I could never find a crane high enough to hoist me to the dramatic heights of his all encompassing maturity and deep awareness that I-might stand at his side. clearly I am beneathe him and exsist purely to beat my head against the wall till my frontal lobe is flat like a hammer and lil birds swarm round my noodle in obvious subspecial frustration of not being able to grasp the magnitude of his devine wisdom . I am as a simple and mischevious child with no opinion worth listening to..for all I speak is nonynonscence. He is only to kind to point it out that I am just so rediculous....he will end all conversation until I cease to annoy him with ...ME. golly..Im sucj a cunt for asking for somesupport and 200 dollars to throw my daughter a birthday party,and get her some presents.food would be nice..cleaning supplys.. Hes filed for Family court.. Divorce and custody are such ugly things. Hes never been my friend..I was just to blind to realize..he would never respect me, Hes all take and short on the refill.He comes to my pot luck buffett and He doesnt bring a dish prepared..he brings a packing mule and a but load of tupperware ....he claims hes on the soup diet....he spends only 79 cents a can..his souperior shopping skills and coupon clipping is what fares out his daily menue..his lunches..Man ...those must be some PRETTY GARBAGE CAN SIZED soup cans for 79 cents......how he can make starving and poverty look 300 pounds...he really DOES know how to stretch a dollar... I should feed my kids that soup boy..79 cents for 65 gallon drums o hot wet processed food! WOW! perhaps I could share some of that food with a third world country too? Solve world hunger/~ Man! <y kids and I together dont weigh what he might... but then Im always fuckin up and serving them spagetti or hamburger...and we all know that meat is the new gold standard.. more on the disturbing developements as he blindsides me with them... how many lumps do you want? errrrrrrrr3 or 4rrrrrrrrr...

I REALLY need a BURNER LAWYER...

Alchemy — Mon, 07 May 2007 19:06:10 GMT

one with a real estate and family law? Contract law?Im getting fucked outta my control on my house by my family business partners..Its becoming uninhabitable-Im a stay at home mom..No one but me is keeping their end of the bargain and Im the sweat equity in the home..its douvbled its value in three years..Im getting shit from the neighbors my kids and I are starving thru a seperation from my asshole x who married three times but never filed the paper work...its humiliating and the quality of life is inhumane..now they want me to move out to mke their lives better.I am trapped. im depressed,this house is all i have.They will profit..

Time is just Timmmmmmm with an E...mmmmmmmmm!

Alchemy — Mon, 07 May 2007 12:27:59 GMT

He makes me nuts..in great ways and in fucked up ways...just dig him...mmmmmmm Timmmmmmm. High maintainence.complex...top drawer...distracting... hot. not always the most polite...probably not the go to guy if you want the socially correct peace keeping gymnastics in a political arena. He gleefully refuses to make nice just to keep anyone placated.He speaks his mind-doesnt give a fig for who cares....easily bored...speaks from his heart. Then theres that thing when he something catches his curiosity.. The way he is so--too-almost threatenly confident Nobody is sexier in motor oil-or working a tool fucker can dance! he cracks me up.. he breaks my balls he captures my heart HOT DORK the super cheese... heart like an ocean. a human god... sweeeeeet yummy meaner than a rattlesnake. gifted... juicey can make even skipping totally butch. blockhead super genius my bestest friend. wish he'd suprise me and fix my fucking truck... beat up badguys for me and wear that cape to bed... hes so more goth than you dude..waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. moooooooooody...stubborn...old school....makes his own rules... Is being hyper-ULTRA_MEGA-organized a Detroit thang?cuz um Ive seen it in other transplants from the city of Industry..HUH BLONDIE??? sweet sweet neanderthal....Im beyond hope impressed nervous blissing 12. love fucking love you

Rent this BITCH YES!!!

Alchemy — Wed, 02 May 2007 11:40:35 GMT

Hey kids! this ones a jewel..owned by some uppity but party friendly gay guys(?)( yeah!)IT is dirrectly above Hearth-my house and is georgeous!..its got a play house,veiw and is facing three burner homes..Musicans-and familys a plus...I dont get the pitbull referance personally..must be a local issue..but what kinda dog you have isnt a legal point really.shhhhhh. There is an Akita and a borded Collie next door a Pomerainian and a terrior on flank to the property.A pet is a pet if other tenants got them and you pay your rent. Nice people....seriously Crockett Rocks-has artist grants and currently hosts 18 burners-12 thru the Project Burner transplant Project wants you! Were takin over the village Yarrrrrrrrrrrrrr! one residence ata time... 510-938-2130 after Friday move here make shit and be HAPPY! mailto:hous-321760381@craigslist.org?subject=$1700%20/%203br%20-%20Victorian%20Flat%20,%20Water%20View%20,%20Walk%20to%20Parks

Advair ...ashma meds..and the lack of them...

Alchemy — Sat, 28 Apr 2007 21:00:19 GMT

My boy is runnin low on his advair scrip and he has been cut from his medical insurance.He is looking for a hook up or a lead on how to aquire it cheaply..Anyone savvy on how to work this out? He's ready to leave the country to get his meds..thats retarded..He says it costs around 300 bucks a month thru his insurance....He is rather desperate...uh for his inhaler..HELP?

Divine Love

Alchemy — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 06:15:23 GMT

Ahhh Love sweet Love! And my love is the sweetest. I cannot resist him any further.. I SURRENDER myself to his charm,his strenth,his talents ( and they are LEGION),and his wisdoms.He ;it seems is the other side of me. I have never felt so much calmness when drowning in amour. I wish it never to end..be it a long and tireless drowning!!! There comes a moment when one dies drowning - that a calmness over takes them..resolved and accepting of their fate. They relive their life in a nano second that seeming takes forever..( I spilled my guts in infinate detail about EVERYTHING that ever happened pretty much: of significance with in the first three or five meetings with him..the whole time im wondering WHY?) and then as your past all its pain and its futileness starts to fade...you see THE LIGHT as the calm over takes you. They say its because of lack of oxygen to the brain..brain dammage..retardation. I AM RETARDED WITH LOVE. He is my LIGHT - and this is shared by my children and then as it stretches out in broader rays of glittering blinding warmth it is colored in hues of radiance,defined in beauty by the love I feel for all of you. The people in my life who and of whom have given me hope,laughter,inspiration and irronic comradary.MY FRIENDS my children and my love found on a wild squeekin fire sculpture ...I am going into The LIGHT my friends. It illuminates the darkness..so I can see more clearly the path in front of me.. You see: Ive figured out that perhaps all the blathering has been just me..un packing my baggage so I can travel LIGHT ..Ive told him stuff from every dark corner -every drawer top to bottom and vomited every deep detail in techno colored 3-D . He knows me. He loves me. HE WANTS ME. Hes so smart! I guess maybe he can grasp the magnitude of my love for him..how gratefull I am-that he "gets meThere is an end to lonliness-there ARE soulmates, fairys and Santa Claus. Ive met and seen them all / you all. I thank what translates in words into " God" but is so huge and so humorous and awesome in its scope and transendance that I could exhaust the human language and bore you to enlightened tears..FOR giving me eyes to see you-heart to love you and arms to reach out to you and a decoder ring to see the omens and one liners " God" throws at me to navagate life with such a wacky-cracky brilliant crew of pirates poets and fools. Happy Valentines Day , beloveds. Great blessings and silly happiness I wish and bestow for all of you- may you all find your art- your groove-peace in your flow and TRUE LOVE like I am sliding happily to my fated end. The end of one life of searching around in the dark with a broken compass for just a love that gives love and light and peace and in that I have a place to indulge my frustrated need to be childish-love in precoscious magnitudes and indulge. To love another that allows me to love him like no other-to feel safe in my scandalous desires and above all to finally feel precious. The secrets of such love are revealed by developing a real trust its so nice to trust again..respect..effort and the whole deal for me has been sweetened by frequent intense beautiful crazy bouts of PHENOMINAL SEX of BIBLICAL PROPORTIONS,giggling at three am,love gas and ass hand staff. Its the little things that count. I love you Daddy, You are the only man I will ever need,the bars been set - the molds been cast and broken.Many have tried- none have ever been able to walk in your shoes(. and incidently I tried em on and walked around the shop with Hefterloo just to see what it felt like to ...umm the other day when you were workin) We are something together ( in my heart and in my life) that is too TOO miraculous i( in the scope what is typical for my life) to not BLAB like a babbeling blithering idiot in heat with the emotional zeal and maturity of a 12 year old girl( heh heh...uh dont ask. you wouldnt understand..unless YOU are a twelve year old girl ...) : About HOW fucking happy and how great we are and blah blah..blah...and yet its almost too sacred to define with words. It colors how I look at life- how I live it and how great it all is. I am grateful.... I love you all... love..you gotta get some of this shit! its fucking AMAZING!!

keyboard nazi

Alchemy — Wed, 24 Jan 2007 00:54:01 GMT

my fucking keyboard /s wont enter a fuckin work.suddenly! out of the blue,ive traded out computers. changed key boards and no matter what combination iuse i get onlymouse action.WTF? im currently flipping my perdicament the bird by using my on screen kb....and getting numb fingers from carple tunnle syndome... hey!all you techno geeks and pirates who i am well aquainted or not HELP! oh yeah, Tim. ..Happy Birthday Daddy! i love bein yo hot bitch

General Purpose is a Wicked Cool Shaman..

Alchemy — Sun, 26 Nov 2006 17:22:49 GMT

after all thats been said and done all the stress and strife..while my family /and $ partners drag their mendastic feet with disregaurd to their emphatic PROMICES TO REPLACE MY VEHICLE OVER A YEAR AGOand the Rapunzillian like agony inflicted as result.all this because a certain nameless incident.DESPERATE..I turned to the witch doctor and exhaustedly confessed my perdicament in being stranded with out a car to transport food and kids to and from the home,7 miles from any reasonable grocery.. He saved my life by conjuring up my freedom in the form of a jeep on the cheap,with a price that werent steep. He said "Blow off that creep,before you get in too deep. Now the horn just dont beep so look out for sheep,and boldly drive freely into life with a leap The Postmaster General iz..my favored peep.