She is the me who asked me on a date for tea. The me who is she were once strangers, you see. Who wanted a story. She is the me with lighter hair and thinner thighs. The me a smidge ( a tiny bit ) older. Who terrorizes with stories about what will happen to […]Read More She is the Me
My father is a dead man. It seems to me that my father has been dead for about thirty years. A bit longer if you count the time from ages 3 to 10 when I thought my father was dead. My mother left him and then he got into a motorcycle accident and was killed. My dead […]Read More Survivor of Demosthenes Gotsis
one half trader joes organic frozen pizza and one whole sierra nevada summerfest and tomorrow begins august and dentist and white hair and red face and rough hands and seventies soft rock now easy listening rumbling through speakers and dont bother to make it commercial free and is he hitting on me and drool and […]Read More after work
My fast on Friday was a success. If a successful fast is measured by completing the fast without eating or drinking or sexing as per the rules of the fast, then I won! I have a friend who is currently on day four of a fast that he intends to last a week, one that […]Read More A Jew Walks Into a Mosque
Nil Per Os. These are Latin words meaning, “nothing by mouth.” And because in medicine acronyms are next to godliness, nil per os is shortened to NPO. NPO is what we medical professionals call patients who can’t eat or drink because they are having a procedure, have had a procedure and now possess a sleeping […]Read More Nil Per Os
June. onE-HunDreD AnD 6 dEGrees. At 8pm. Persistent~Screaming SUN-light!!!!! ~air conditioning ( thank you, Jesus) ~ ceiling fans and NAP ATTACKS!!!! Cold Chillin’ Visions of mountains bursting into flames, people exploding, swimming pools being used to save the sizzling….sssssssssss. Helicopters hovering in the sky holding a giant shade over the sun from 7am until 8pm. […]Read More Stay
Because I have suffered too many spiritual fools serving sickeningly sweet spiritual platitudes, I share this as an antidote: Thank you, Ken Wilber. “When it comes to spiritual teachers, there are those who are safe, gentle, consoling, soothing, caring; and there are the outlaws, the living terrors, the rude boys and nasty girls of God […]Read More Spiritual Insulin
“Is there a difference between yes and no? Is there a difference between good and evil? Must I fear what others fear? What nonsense! Having and not having arise together. Difficult and easy complement each other. Long and short contrast each other. High and low rest upon each other. Front and back follow one another.” […]Read More What if Reality Doesn’t Give a Shit?
As predicted by our hyper-rainy ( and sorta snowy and haily) winter, the desert is a-bloomin’! Orgasms full of screaming color and spirit intoxicating scent are mixing with ear-fulls of ecstatic bird songs and soft skin kissing breezes. The verdant body of our sonoran home is heaving and thrusting and exploding with orange poppies, sunshine-splashed […]Read More Death in Springtime
You were not a great dad. You weren’t even really a good dad. Mediocre is too generous. You were a very bad Bad BAD dad. Not bad in a Michael Jackson kind of way, you were bad in a Hannibal Lecter gives – you- nightmares- and – messes- you- up -good- kinda way Why do […]Read More Bad Dad!