JAMES M. EMMERLING
- June 24
- Mental Health Advocate/Dog Watcher
- '"And we are put on earth a little space,
That we may learn to bear the beams of love,''
""The force of mind is only as great as its expression; its depth only as deep as its power to expand and lose itself."
MY RECENT POSTS
- Woman's Equality Day, 2014
August 26, 2014 06:37PM
- Gone to the Dogs
August 21, 2014 10:34PM
- A Cry For Home
August 18, 2014 11:30AM
- How Do You Drive A Driverless
August 17, 2014 02:44PM
- Anniversary Post For My
August 16, 2014 01:24PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “aha! if it isnt the
it feel like to be a
- “hey zanelle!
mom to consult her
dust the damn thing
- “words ARE elements:
pertaining to genesis,
- “brings to mind that folk
song by Buffy
- “well but OF COURSE, my
sillyhead super fancy
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Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door
Don't turn away, you'll create sorrow
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore
You may not see me tomorrow
We grew up
In Scarlet Town, the end is nearThe Seven Wonders of the World are here
The evil and the good livin' side by side
All human forms seem glorified
Put your heart on a platter and see who will bite
See who will hold you and kiss you good night
There's walnut groves and maplewood
In Scarlet… Read full post »
In Mountain View, Silicon Valley, California, USA, the headquarters of Google, Google Inc. demonstrated a driverless car. A car that has someone in it, but he is no longer known as the 'driver' because the car drives itself. You with me so far? you heard of… Read full post »
I have been happy lately because Eros stole my heart away from inside my chest of stone ...a line of fortresses on my inner empire....a watchtower walked, and time is growing late, and we ought not to talk falsely anymore...
Eros, the god.
Eros appears in ancient Greek sources… Read full post »
Georgie Doggy, my canine nephew,
son of the sister who still loves me unlike the other one up in Maine who aint talking to me & aint answering my conciliatory emails so fuck her,said
"so whats going on in that box of yours that has u so upset,Uncle? "
We… Read full post »
One evening I took Beauty in my arms - and I thought her bitter - and I insulted her.
I steeled myself against justice.
I fled. O… Read full post »
Melville has the strange, uncanny magic of sea-creatures, and some of their repulsiveness. He isn’t quite a land animal. There is something slithery about him. Something always half-seas-over. In his life they said he was mad – or crazy. He was n… Read full post »
What i am asking u is this: who in this wide world, alive or dead,is currently abusing your much needed mental stability, the equanimity you require for creative blissful functioning?
For me, as some of u know, it's my big sister. A better , more humane woman u would look… Read full post »
"Rouze up, O Young Men of the New Age!
set your foreheads against the ignorant Hirelings!
For we have Hirelings in the Camp, the Court & the University, who would, if they could,
for ever depress Mental & prolong Corporeal War.
10....the Newtonian Paradigm is clogging your neurons. to get energy
go Einsteinian, and get with the uncanny Flow.
9. Time is what u make of it, and what i make of it is this: what i want to happen,
what i want to experience,
in my experiences....and when i commit… Read full post »
The new librarian, Lolita, was a puzzle to me. She was infinitely still and patient with some patrons, brisk and whimsical with others. With me, she is flat and affectless, and I have come to see this as : her making secret fun of me to my face.
i got stoned with edgar the bipolar time traveller, my pink bald friend, the other day.
~tell me a story, edgar.
~mm. whats the subject of my tale?
~u travel to numerous multiple universes , too many to count...
~i can count em.
~you travel like no one else,… Read full post »
“Snap to, James, “ my father would roar like a wind knocking down your house of cards, flat.
“OK” and I paid attention. My father had enormous self-presence. He could sit still as a boulder for hours. Occasionally he did,, after a fight with Mom. Or on good nights, he… Read full post »
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