I end this night reminding the reading and viewing folk that defending is not always attacking and not to break eggs unless you intend to make a great omlet.

Adventure plus mystery!

This might measure time.

The real secret of the universe!

Strange to normal eventually.

My writing process involves working at it, and keeping at it. I figure about 90% of my work has been crap since the age of eight.

Apropos..

Fiction or not?

Glamor or not?

Dream factory or something else?

Another reality of California history.

We might be in a supernatural reality but never know it. As knowledge increases it may become evident that "Real" is not such a great word but a centrist word that our ego likes. This prevents us humans when we encounter "The Twilight Zone" and run from it. In the case of ghosts a building is boarded up and nobody talks about what happened. Such is the case of the closing of a Bar in Chico California. Are we mice or men?

How does change happen? Sometimes people with a lot of power have missing information that are preventing them from taking correct action. It is supplying very needed information that can be transformative. I don't think force or politicking is that needed.

An opportunity to decrease death and destruction and avoid red alert.

New QUESTION OF MYSTERY BRAND WOKE UNDERWEAR for the real frontier! Comes with sweet butter.

Rising to new horizons.

World wide.

Less lying, more music.

A star leaves something behind.

How far does this go?

It is not my business, but I feel the way I do, I feel that weapons can't win this war. Any debaters?

This reminds me of Cuba back then.

I am actually praying and I am not religious.

Sudden news.

Talk can be unworthy of beauty.

The witch trick exposed!

Love can be a sudden bite that stuns, pushes the heart out almost, the in fog and winds, till someday at the beach you are holding her hand.

Remember that even hope can come later on.

It is the bridge I prefer, not the flame thrower.

No xenophobia here.

China I bet is trying their best!

Bets are also on China!

Poetry and fiction tell us how reality works. For example:

Five dead. Cause of death: Toilet Plunger. Motive: Didn't want to take anymore shit from them.

There is genius in this man.

Such blood upon withered hand, a room scattered with rapeirs from rapes, and below the hunch backed slaves, a war on all upon the streets, knifed in the back, on their knees, oach this inhumane scene, that bloody hand, can it feel the shame?

The Puritans believed far more in death then sex, but I loved them anyway. Together we avoided sin and prepared for a painful death and the meeting of Jesus on the other side. In play acting we would give warm hugs to each other without getting too close or to cause dancing. The crosses on the graves were things of beauty and being Jesus felt fine.

I am still caught between worlds, a burbbling pool of lost innocence, yet returning from the hole, my life renewed and slightly dirty, looked upon a if an apparition glowing green in brightest sun beams, and shattered glass cleaned from cement and chalk from abandoned black boards that read of bloody shame, the frozen bodies of youth and black spots of death upon the rest of em, and setting suns for years blaze across the earth for plants and birds and the grave yards on Colma Hills.

Some relief is at hand, to slay the beast of destruction.

The end of the poet as we know it. I feel pain and it is no secret. I make the rain and like water you drink . With heavy minds in disarray a little wonder is magic. Your swords of power are made into pens. Then you write as well.

Peace on earth, good will to man!!!

Lets do the win win dance!

I also did Judo. It led me to wrestling. Now I have a pet rock at long last! A true buddy!

What if we are numbers, and we can clash into imaginary numbers.

Fake love is also war.

We go to fearlessly.

If I never hear thank you, I am sure humans are crass enough to push the button and other war buttons. I taught a Latino man English for free and that did produce gratitude. So yes one time I got to feel gratitude from someone. Still I don't think that speaks volumes about the actual humanity of humanity as far as buttons go!

Be honest, problems aside, this peace plan might stop us from blowing up the planet.

I met a Sutter once, we spoke as brothers on the gray hound bus, the gold rush seemed so recent then, and Fulsom had no prison then, nor trains, but we both sold picks and shovels, we both had hearts of gold for California.

I love America, and there are nightmares here, but its something special, hidden there within the people, that when pushed, Americans will grab the flag as a symbol for truth and liberty, and even the Gods tremble..r