Thanks smokey..

However, there are as many different personalities on here as there are words across the world for water...


there is no one book that can be written.

Like draws like...eventually....really we are all mirrors reflecting back that which we were, are, or wish we were...


You simply find yourself in another's mirror, eventually.

So how's your nipples shrx?

What are your nipples like? attached to my body slightly further south than when they were first created...

Are you a moaner or a screamer? I don't know, am deaf at point of orgasm...ask the neighbours..

How do you want to be touched? gently and respectfully through my soul.

How much of a neat-freak are you? ordered chaos.

How important is it to you to have a clean toilet all the time? Reasonably, as I share a house with a revolving door of many..

What kind of a spender are you? I live within my means, and want for little.

How jealous do you tend to be? Not at all..I am not one to project my insecurities onto another.

What kinds of things irritate you? Cruelty.

How will you feel if I get sick and have diarrhea in an embarrassing place? Nurturing and supportive.


Was that another 38 emails done?

parents? dead

children? four biological and multiple foster kids

marriages? yeah had one of those

own your home? yes

political leanings? Tree hugging greeny.

religious leanings? Gave it up for lent.

believe in karma? No...I live in Karma...the law of cause and affect.

own a car? No, but I was given one

education? Constantly....the University of Life.

pets? Currently 4 cats, 6 kittens, a dog, and 7 hens, and 3 goldfish....subject to change at any time.

fav drinks? ice cold fresh rain water.

food? anything without feather fur or fins.

t.v. shows? No tv.

movies? Immeasurable.

music? Everything that has a resonance in my soul

tats? yes...

pot? no thanks, I live in an alternate universe already.

fav flowers? live ones attached to the plants.

colors? Green, purple, red and black

take any prescription meds? Hahaha there is no medication to cure me!

guns and hunting? err see political leanings...

and last but not least,

alien life? it would be completely ridiculous to assume that we are not the alien life.


Well. that saved 96 stoopid emails...

The White Rhino revolted, and bucked off the bikes...


She doesn't want to go North,

THIS isn't it, neither is THAT,

Not the pretty beach over there,

Nor the one up ahead.


I can hear your distress, feel your turmoil.

Syren song of quicksilver moonlit waves calls him

Turn around, turn around, turn around...


....come home Spirit cat.

Atlantis....she got sucked up in the raptor...or was that rapture???

I'm pretty content (happy)...








...being.

Hello NO!...why would I want someone to take away from me, all the glorious moments ahead, all the trials and tribulations...all the joys and delights!

Save me?...Bah!....you know what I desire with all my essence?

A witness.

Smiling and cheering, from the sidelines.

<------errr....does this pic run with my words?


I have naked toes...is that it?

Have you ever had a moment where time slows down so much that it seems to go on forever?

Have you ever looked at someone for the first time, and known them a lifetime?

Have you ever found you know someone instantly?...that they have always been there, more a part of you, than you would ever have known?


I have had this experience once before, I knew him before I met him, instantly....and what evolved from that was a lifelong love.


It has appeared again....minding my own business, perambulating around in my day to day, unglamorous, unprepared, not a hairbrush, mascara, or shoes to be seen world....and WHAM!

He appeared....exactly as I knew him to be...barefoot, fisherman pants, long silver ponytail, liquid brown eyes, and silent.

His silence is the most powerful recognition for me...as I live mostly in silence...and yet his music is melodical, ethereal, and familiar.

Self contained, accepting, allowing, gentle, humble.

And the strangest part?...it is as if he has always been here...the ease and comfort of sharing space for both of us, is so natural it as if we have always known each other.

He blends so well in our crazy house, and crazy lives, I think he was made for this Now.


I'm a little ruffled and wrong footed on the superficial level...and thankfully he hears it.


When you least expect it, when you have surrendered and accepted that your lifetime has known that One Great Love, you've had your lot....BOOM...knocked me on my arse.


Share with me your thoughts, please?

There's a really huge leap of faith from chatting online to face to face meeting.

Especially if there has been 'embellishment' of one's finer points...selling one's self too high....pretty difficult to walk your talk if you are not who you said you are.

Perhaps there are many who project themselves to be something they WISH they were, but in reality are not, so for them to share face to face space is a set up for them falling flat on theirs.

People too, can hide behind laziness, safe in their own home, pretending to be a superhero, on the stage of the internet, but unwilling to step out into the harsh light of day, knowing they will be less.


be you, be discerning, attach little to the internet time, listen to the words behind the words, and ask the questions....set a time limit...3 emails move to phone calls...3 phone calls move to coffee on a sunday afternoon.


or....NEXT.

Hmmm...I don't write for feedback...I write to share...

collated into one thread...years of moments....not scattered to the winds prolifically, never to be seen again...

I have one thread, with everything in it...

I don't want feedback, I don't look for it....what I offer is a moment between the in and the out breath, to perhaps AFFECT someone..


and usually they respond in a beautiful elegance of words themselves...magical.

...from one to another....



thankyou.

A lucsious ripe juicy blood red dragonfruit!

Fridge notes....

I have an immense secret love with the dark songs of wild people.


it is about skin bombs


grow sister like tendrils


dry as dirt for a blue morning sound


why did not you run through liquid


this is my slender lace bouquet and only I can bruise the
page full on a day yet used

Some Kiss We Want

There is some kiss we want with our whole lives,
the touch of spirit on the body.

Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell.
And the lily, how passionately it needs some wild darling!

At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come
and press its face against mine.

Breathe into me.

Close the language-door and open the love window.

The moon won't use the door, only the window.

Rumi.

Our town went digital on the 13th....so most of us don't have tv reception...


...and missed the memo.

Yangalar....
...the place of ancient goddess.

Mountaintop rainforest, canopied searching
for meaning and direction.

Whilst wicked witch astride her broom,
laughs at his confusion.

She hears his heart, she feels his soul,
she knows his spirit well.

Honouring, humbly he seeks permission,
to a space he's always known.

The Great Mother holds him gently,
reminding him of Home.

It's 6pm and the most earth shattering thing that has happened for me is I mopped the floors...



Oh and the Spirit cat has appeared at the door of my heart and I let him in....

Oh and we have now got 10 cats in Asylum...the mumma cat had six kittens..


Actually 11...one in Leonine human form...