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A Brain Full of Diamonds and Rust and the Original Vagabond

cleotheo

cleotheo
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Canada
Birthday
November 06
Title
Dr.
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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.

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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 »

FEBRUARY 15, 2011 9:33AM

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 carefullRead full post »

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 »

DECEMBER 22, 2010 7:57AM

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 »

DECEMBER 10, 2010 11:51AM

Loving Him Is Child’s Play

Children Playing

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 netRead full post »

NOVEMBER 28, 2010 4:01PM

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 »

NOVEMBER 24, 2010 10:41AM

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 »

NOVEMBER 17, 2010 12:24PM

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 »

Annoying? Undemocratic fascism burns my ass worse than nude sunbathing does.

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 aRead full post »

Global Telepathy May Be the Next Quantum Leap in Human Development...
But don’t worry, I probably won’t be able to read your mind unless you used to love me. 
Telepathy: nonlocal mutual influence and communication between humans.
      &Read full post »
       So there I was, in the living room of some music lovers in small-town Ontario, taking in yet another live private concert by one of the best in Canada, Tom Wilson (aka Lee Harvey Osmond) -- you might remember him from the 90's t.v. program "Party of Five" and… Read full post »
NOVEMBER 11, 2010 10:23PM

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 dissaRead full post »

NOVEMBER 11, 2010 12:08PM

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 »

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 »

"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 »

OCTOBER 18, 2010 6:00PM

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 »

OCTOBER 2, 2010 12:28AM

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.

SEPTEMBER 26, 2010 8:49PM

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 »

AUGUST 29, 2010 8:37AM

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 stripedRead full post »

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 »

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 »

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 »

JUNE 9, 2010 5:01PM

How do you get off?

Opensalon, I mean.

 I have absolutely no interest in how you (sexually) get off. Read full post »

MAY 17, 2010 11:11AM

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 »

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 purpRead full post »