A Dark Knight for The Black Magic Woman

A Dark Knight for The Black Magic Woman

Silvia and me at The Marina in Brick October 2004 , star crossed and mature enough to know the name of the game , and could play it blindfolded , and did . We are together more than ever , it gets better, keep comin’ … keep comin’, it gets Better , and then Better …
I wanted what? Silvia is an artist, she don’t look back, she’s got everything she needs, wants and then has some leftovers … for me … and I Love Her … “Silver and Gold have I none but such as I have Give I thee…” mi Reina Colombiana , my Queen of Colombia

A Dark Knight for The Black Magic Woman

A Dark Knight for The Black Magic Woman

Silvia and me at The Marina in Brick October 2004 , star crossed and mature enough to know the name of the game , and could play it blindfolded , and did . We are together more than ever , it gets better, keep comin’ … keep comin’, it gets Better , and then Better …
I wanted what? Silvia is an artist, she don’t look back, she’s got everything she needs, wants and then has some leftovers … for me … and I Love Her … “Silver and Gold have I none but such as I have Give I thee…” mi Reina Colombiana , my Queen of Colombia

December 1967

my unc ,le sammy got in touch with me through my parents . i was livin’ it up in Oakland Ca. , i was doin’ arts and all those witch craft ssss., maybe it was chaz & me on that wall above college ave … sundown behind mt. tamalpius , I got selected and wanted to be rejected ,  my brothers selected me and I rejected the US government , so I went across the country so the army could probe me and sniff at me and check my teeth and interrogate me about what I liked to do when I wasn’ t killing communists , I told him that I was a budding transvestite that smoked cuban marijuana , Oh , and I’m Asthmatic … he said “Go Home Faggot ! ”  , I said, “Yes Sir . “

That was the time of the Tet New Year of 1968 , Vietnam , I would live to patch the traumatized of that military conflict , my battlefield would have those who were bleeding internally and emotionally , medicating with the highest powered narcotic available , legally , that would be Methdone , a type of synthetic Heroin , they called me by name and they called me sir , they cursed me , loved me , hated me and what I represented to them , … Draft Dodger … Chicken !  Punk !  Uh … can you get my dose increased, sir ?  Please ?

Eddie was one of many , a good NJ soldier , good with a laugh and a joke and then a smoke and then a talk , …alright . ya alright ? yeah, I know its January , ‘this too shall pass … ‘  yeah but , naaaahh , that was then ,  this is now , lets to to now , Now … Eddie ? Eddie , … I didn’t get shot by the Viet Cong or Friendly Fire , I got wasted by the overflow of human misery that came out of Vietnam, to my friends , my family , my band mates , my neighbors and classmates , my girlfriends …yeah I beat the Draft , that must make me a Commie .or a liberal or a fag a jerkoff a chickenshit … just an unpatriotic brainless twit !  Eddie was lighting his partner’s cigarette when a bullet from behind tattooed his comrade’s brains all over his face , it was New Years 1968 . They called it ‘TheTet Offensive’ and it was a blood bath .

Just because you change the name of a syndrome or condition or malady or disturbance , Does not change the stark Reality that this is the same shit on a different day ,   men are ruined by artillery barrage and death , the stench of death and burning bodies does not leave the senses , the sight of dismembered rotting children and babies does not go away … because … this can’t be true … can it ??it doesn’ compute … help me , no , please , make it no be true , make it nobe true … let me die … please , let me die , no, don’t let them die, I ‘ll die , let me die … and you don’t die  and  …  you are looking at Your Self … OMG am I here all alone ?  Hello PTSD .

I don’t ask why anymore , this is that song in minor keys and sad pauses , it just is is all there is or seems to be at this Odd Moment as is in such a time as this . Theymissed me then and they is stillmissin my white ass.

this was deja vu then, as it is now, again

What would you like from me this time ? an androgynous priest that is a bi-polar schizophrenic ? or would a bi-sexual buddhist nun work better ? I had hoped for the Muslim proctologist but that part had been assigned already … damn, I feel like I’m in a play,  but luckily, I am any way, so lets cut to the chase. Let’s talk about reincarnation and Karma, don’t ya think its time to find out what all this chaos is about … the Great Mandala is not garbage can lid spinning in the dark matter.  it is an intricately crafted equation,  that has infinite proportions, frequencies, and vibrations.  it is a particle sculpture,  it evolves before eyes sensitized to the conscious evolution that is occurring constantly. we are experiencing a shift in the earth’s axis, our rotation a has changed, we are completing a 26000 year cycle, we are entering an Age, an Epoch… Things (material things,) have literally Changed,  as our polarity and rotation changes, everythig morphs in a vibrational magnetic and electrical impulse that is Cosmic.  This is not News.

It is News when we can interpret what is being Broadcast to Us from Very Close to Us  , as in Present with Us.  

444 in an AM somewhere

the years have been reviewed, filed and concluded, I am resolute and resolved to never make another new year resolution in this life. @447 we are smokin’, sir elton has shown us as much as we can stand at the moment, its all love though, now. stars are all over the place, and not one is twinkling beyond my recognition and they are nobody just like me, NoBody, just, and like me…Old.

there was a hustle for a scene, a rush to get clean, it was during that turning that was burning the shit out of me. but, I was and am some of the way to Some Where right near No Where… can you hold my watch ? there are many here among us who like to Watch, also to wear a Watch while watching can be rewarding…just, Watch. Ah, here’s my scene, and my script, my part, …. my Oscar, my academy, my projectors…or do you prefer me as a protector ?  I’d like to Thank God that He was kind enough to remove me, against my will, to a country far from the USA. 

Hot damn, its 5 and I’m still alive. three days inn bathed in sin, God Knows where I’ve Been and the cost of a Win…another Revolting Development you’ve gotten me in… PopPop