September 12, 2005
She Rawks! Didn't you know?
Glossolalia
I have been amazed by this performer on more than one occasion. She is visual poetry. I was shocked to see this article. The Full Text is here...
Fri, January 26, 2007 - 12:02 AM
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www.sfweekly.com/Issues/20..._full.html A Twisted Tale~ A well-known erotic performer is now an international fugitive. A look into who’s getting caught up in the identity theft crackdown. Jade-Blue Eclipse seemed to have done it all on the illicit and shadowy side of life. Sex work. Stripping. Acting in adult films... read more 
I'm in the trenches lately and I miss being Mara. The GQ stuff has been interesting. Older friends have come out of the woodwork and come out as male identified and some in the middle of transition. It feels good to know that people are living their life in a way that allows themselves to be internally honest. They all seem happy with it.
Sat, August 26, 2006 - 10:52 AM
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I'm also proud that they see me as a good influence in that way. Makes me happy. I miss being Mara. Maybe sometime soon I can get back to that.
In order, a to z, no skipping.
Thu, March 30, 2006 - 7:39 PM
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I missed one, nobody's perfect... A bastard can dictate everything for girls. How is John kindling lingually, manipulating numerous persons? Quietly rumbling, sinister trauma undermines vivacity within x, yearning for zen.
I had to pull out nine words from a bag and then use them in my writing. The words I pulled out started the theme for the rest of my exercises too. So my plan was to write about other stuff, but I had to use these words. Oh and remember that it is rough, not finished/polished, some stuff might not make sense.
Thu, March 30, 2006 - 7:31 PM
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Words: drunkard, passion, thigh, whatsoever, subject, bitter, men, long-time, translucent So translucent you are, fucking drunkard. You made my view of men bitter. Think not ... read more
I told him that I started visiting a slam poet because I was writing stuff as a way to therapize, but it was coming out like a school paper, so I decided to call up a friend and get her help. She gave me a few exercises to pull out more of the emotional side. So she asked the right questions and I didn't even think I was feeling anything that night.
Thu, March 30, 2006 - 7:18 PM
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But I was. Just remember that it's all rough, these are drills that I had to just write down in a short period of time. Stream of conscious... read more
It's all about me....
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