CLEOTHEO'S BLOG
cleotheo
- Location
- Canada
- Birthday
- November 06
- Title
- Dr.
- Bio
- There was a time I knew a lot and hid my feelings. Now I feel a lot and... oh, something about knowledge. See! Memory resides not in the brain, and certainly not in mine.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Marriage in crisis? Let your
husband fuck me.
March 19, 2011 01:56AM - How to Shanghai a Poetry
Reading
February 15, 2011 09:22AM - Open call -- 2111 Prediction
-- When my granddaughter is
106
December 27, 2010 07:37PM - Yesterday
December 22, 2010 12:52AM - Loving Him Is Child’s Play
December 10, 2010 10:29AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I think they are cute,
like you could skip into
spaces others
miss. But I have
se…”
July 26, 2011 12:49AM - “We shape our own
consciousness, for sure. The
Secret was an
example of how
to do…”
July 17, 2011 11:22AM - “whimsy
that's
you
bursting
whimsy
very funny
whimsy
(ps how did you get
Tink to let y…”
March 20, 2011 07:18PM - “I loved this poem.
I
do have more than one wish,
but I don't expect
fulfillment
o…”
March 20, 2011 09:48AM - “Thanks Bore. Actually,
I'm not going after any...
they're
coming after me.
Great…”
March 20, 2011 09:37AM
Cleotheo's Links
Marriage in crisis? Let your husband fuck me.
Twice in two years have I fallen in love with a man just leaving his marriage. I have been the cause of neither marital faltering; I come along when the hate has boiled and the venom has spewed. I bring love renewed.
I am "amazing", "desirable", "a star". I am so… Read full post »
How to Shanghai a Poetry Reading
Hi. My name is Lucy. I am an aging, raging alcoholic but I try not to let anyone know that. Sometimes, though, I think people guess it. Like last night, for instance.
I was invited to participate in a carefull… Read full post »
Open call -- 2111 Prediction -- When my granddaughter is 106
She will muse, not amused
How her mother (long dead)
Refused
To let us hang and play, each day.
She remembers that long
Our love so strong,
Now long gone.
But the shape of her spirit
Was from me,
No fear it
Was I in her eye,
Her whole entire
Life.… Read full post »
Yesterday
Yesterday was extroaordinary.
I needed a new power adapter for my laptop and a replacement
keyboard as some idiot (me) spilt coca cola on it YESSS
again!!! Duh.
Parts would take 3-4 weeks by mail or I could go to David (pronounced Da-bead), the 2nd major city in Panama, and buy them.… Read full post »
Loving Him Is Child’s Play

Loving Him Is Child’s Play
Children running in circles,
Heads thrown back, faces to the sun;
Laughter on the run!
Nothing,
Compared to the firmament of joy:
Firedust sprinkling,
Tingling through the nerves,
Heart thrown back, blood laughing,
Skipping, pulsing, swimming
To net… Read full post »
A Humbler Life in Bocas del Toro
What is it to live more humbly?
In Bocas, I am unknown. No expectations. No requirements. No requests. No wrangling with school board administrators on behalf of under-served kids -- no one here knows I do that, and even if they did, I don't speak enough Spanish to help. No one wa… Read full post »
Unfurling the Plan
Working on letting go:
Der God Deer God Dear Good
Let me know
What matters,
What weight the divine plan
Assigns this,
Measures that.
Precision scatters as sight devolves ~~
Take the Gestalt! The span;
The unbound whole.
Your place
Unfolds. Read full post »
Despite OS Posts, What Do I Know of Love?
Open Salon:
I think too much of love when I read OS posts. Scouting for words which touch my soul, I log on to get excited; so much cranks me into emotional agony or ecstasy, sometimes both at the same time.
Love drives me crazy. What is it? I read, gorge my i… Read full post »
Burns my ass worse than nude sunbathing does.
Annoying? Undemocratic fascism burns my ass worse than nude sunbathing does.
The first thing that annoys me is being so late to respond to the call for rants on annoyances. But, I’m used to seeing my comments on other people’s posts show up after the spam. Two dollars for a… Read full post »
Global Telepathy May Be The Next Quantum Leap
Neil Young's Sister, Astrid, is Awesome, Too!
Ginsberg's "Song" to end remembrance
At the end of our day of remembering,
there is perhaps only this:
The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissa… Read full post »
Vimy Ridge
He was painting our new house, this uncle of my dad's, well into his 70's by then. I was in my teens. This uncle, Jack was his name, spanned that job out for months. The snail's pace was tolerated -- we all understood he had… Read full post »
60 Children Dead -- Social Workers are Doing What?
I have a friend who believes all Social Workers enter the profession because they have unresolved shit from their youth that they need to work out, and where better than in a milieu of shitrospection? She has no faith in them – “Blick erst auf dich, dann richtet mich” is her… Read full post »
Canadians, Americans: What's the Difference?
"I've never met a Canadian I didn't like."
Not only Michael Moore has said this, but other people have said this to me. I am Canadian, so I feel flattered. Maybe a little superior, since they don't say the same thing about Americans.
But, having lived and worked in America --… Read full post »
A Male Sex Drive
The tiki bar was gone, but she was sitting where it had stood. A brown bikini, a lithe, tanned, taut body, a giggle and a toss of her long curls -- because she was laughing her infectious laugh it made me think she was showing me the last time on earth… Read full post »
Are you an OS Favorite?
I am a favorite. Oooh.
But wait a sec -- so are hundreds of others.
If everyone's a favorite, then no one is.
Bus Hog.
He was big, maybe fifty pounds overweight. His leg was jambon; wide, tapering to solid knee. He pretended to sleep the whole four hour journey along switchback roads in the torrential rain. And he was in my space!!!
Not exactly Thumbelina myself, there I was, butt-cheek hanging off the edge… Read full post »
Naughty Flirt is Gene 211
Naughty Flirt is Gene 211 Friday night and the bar is smokin'. Muscles and muffins if you know how to bend over just right. Eminem and Little Wayne singing No Love while dancers hip-hop to "I think about more than I forget." Absent from the dance floor: three young women with striped… Read full post »
Why is filing one's fingernails a princess activity?
They grow.
There's only a few things you can do to keep them under control.
Bite them off.
Cut, or clip them off.
Or, file them down so they don't catch and break, especially below the painful quick.
So why is it when I use a nailfile I feel I betray… Read full post »
Pop. 100,000 Thirty Dealers. Ninety Police. C'mon!
Police underemployment is solved by having laws against drugs. And we get to see so many of our young people in jail, where they can learn to be real criminals and have a record that prevents them from getting decent jobs when they get out, which makes dealing very attractive to… Read full post »
Sexuality unifies the physical and spiritual worlds.
So, sexuality unifies the physical and spiritual worlds. So says the Kabbalah, anyway, which also propounds that sexuality is a legitimate means of getting closer to God.
Say, have we North Americans been reading the wrong book?
"Failure to connect physically is as inadequate as failure to connect me… Read full post »
How do you get off?
Opensalon, I mean.
I have absolutely no interest in how you (sexually) get off. Read full post »
When Islands Were Islands
Before dogs were allowed in beds; before Viagra made redundant those luscious long, lazy licks; before television replaced whispered conversations; before holding a mouse interfered with holding hands; before multi-tasking took precedence over full attention on the other; before gettin… Read full post »
Church or Chopra at Easter? A Divine Question.
Easter. Jesus? A sad reminder of man's inhumanity to man. Lillies? Beautiful. Eggs? Fattening. Rabbits? Rabbits? Which brings me to examine my purpose in life... Deepak Chopra summed it up beautifully in his '7 Spiritual Laws of Success'. The last law is 'the law of Dharma or purp… Read full post »
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