Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

“Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.” ~A. E.

Snagged it right off of catfish's page.

Ok, Mz. Snagged Fisherwoman -

time in a bottle
time in a bible
some times
I take a great notion . . .

Imagine if you were sheldon adelson's daughter
not mitt romney's son

walking around asking america if that is what she wants
who was that Socrates guy any way
Ft Sam Houston, Geronimo in chains, a hill near by called Comanche Look Out
The vision not lost, the land is still there, Apache or Palestinian, how does that song go by chrissy hines, why don't we do it in the road, when you own a piece of the bloody third world.

my fear of stepping on a scorpion barefoot
judih thank you for making a haiku
I love haiku,
not just haiku
poetry saves my ass every day

Time in a battle.
I'd rather be with time spent in Bible though, only person I get to talk Bible with outside of our conversations, is a Jehovah Witness who stops by a lot and chats and chats with me about really interesting topics, like hurricanes, divorce, food production, end of world, etc. I get really happy talking to her, too.

She's very wise and interesting outside of our differing religions.
I'm slowly flipping through the pages of google and Geronimo.

he is a local hero here, imprisoned in san antonio


I talk bible all the time, everything I write say or do is from the book of jackadiah.

if you meet einstein on the road kill him

Where is the feminine in the Christian religion today?

Niels Bohr held a long-standing verbal jousting ... “God does not play dice,” by saying “Einstein, stop telling God what to do."

I been watching The Thunderbolt of God. Over and over hoping to spike my imagination.



to his coy mistress
till the conversion of the jews

I am sick of the disease called man
Where is the G dess in the bible

Obama Geronimo Patton Rommel
what the world needs now is love
where are the market place ladies
I am tired of war I am tired of national anthems
I am tired of tribes and nations
I want to rock and roll with the abomination on the mountain tops

Where was mrs geronimo, mrs god

I wish i knew
american woman stay away from me
I am tired of your war machine


Einstein was cool with Spinoza's G d
but he could not imagine spooky business at a distance
gimmee that old time religion

He found one person to be alone with in being alone,
I mean it's subtle, it's supposed to be subtle,

we don't know what's out there, because we can only keep guessing what is out there. I may be the only only, but just in case I'm not than I find someone to lay on water with and not know what is going on past that we have a stirred soul and recognize a possibility that the other laying by our side might too.

Also to add that maybe to know that men make war.
A woman is just a woman in the midst of battle. I make babies, it is what I was good at and I stand in battles, I have been good at that, too.

I don't know what I expect from in people with power. Something better. Nancy Pelosi, how I made excuses for her, I watch her on TV and I wonder what her dad thinks of her politics. Geronimo was a man, I am not worthy to tie the strings on his moccasins .

Geronimo's vision
I have seen it many times

He found one person to be alone with in being alone,
I mean it's subtle, it's supposed to be subtle,

Who is that, Spinoza?

bombs explode
near nir oz
I hold back my tears
my fears

mind over matter
don't let them bombs fall on you
neighbor to neighbor virtual defense shield
neurons to reality i imagine nir oz

back to quiet
as if it never left
now, do i need plums?

grab those plums
but don't be greedy
& don't look back

peace quiet and plums
summer time and the living is easy
blessed the people

10:21 a.m.

heart attacks while taking a shit - more common than you might imagine - has a physical cause - the muscle that spasms to move the bowels causes the heart to slow and even stop & sometimes it don't start up again - so there you are on the crapper, half a shit hanging out your ass, you're dead and don't know it and headed for the floor you will never rise from - happened to a friend of mine - he plummeted face first off the toilet to the floor and that's where they found him - I went to the memorial ceremony but the first thing i see walking in the door is my friend's ballcap on the presentation table - I turned right around and couldn't get to the exit door fast enough - closed it behind me just as a insane fit of giggles overtook me which soon turned to roaring laughter - had a hard time even breathing - I headed down for the shore and there took a leak - as it splashed off and patterned the rocks I thought of all the chess I had played with him and how often I lost - thought of the woman he was in love with (not his wife) and his wife whom I wanted some action with and the damn cheap bourbon we liberally took everything with & all the cheap grass we turned into ash and smoke ...

... watched the sun go down over all that water out there ... all that was more than a dozen years ago, I don't remember exactly anymore & it don't matter - he's dead & gone and once that happens it don't change afterwards ... no matter whatever else can be said about it death is always the last change -

folks say my sense of humor is inappropriate - I think it's more apt to be the lives we lead that are inappropriate ...

11:07 a.m.