billyfivecrows

I'm still essentially perplexed by your poems, y'know. I sort of half-understand them.

Yes sir, indeed I do

very very nice poetry again!

the tea dessert thing is sooooooo good. it really has a nice chai taste, not too strong with a bit of caramel swirled through and chocolate chips. somebody knew what they were doing making it!!! great combo in my opinion!

I always look forward to your comments - you really put your heart and soul into them - thanks

I think of the virginity as a good thing as well; I've seen sex make people's lives a misery more often than not. And I think people's "easy" attitudes to it are a real hindrance to people forming solid lasting relationships.

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i did read it! I just don't always have much to say. i think i did know most of that. That thing at the top of my journal was for the benefit of the other people I tagged, who i know don't check journals every day.

I don't have a driver's license either.

I think it's Lili taylor thanks! and thanks for the vote, too! though i think you'd look good in the wig.

kitties are so cute. never met a non-cute kitty. 'cept that stray that latched onto my arm when i was a kid, but i guess that's not fair.. 'cause the only reason i got near him was because he was cute.

Thanks! I did write it, yes (I love it when people ask me that ). I like to think each character is a different side of myself.

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Check these out - toneeblair's photos from two Scotland meets. The first six are from the other night. I'm sure you'll spot a certain someone.

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krishna das is an american who sings hindu chants with a little band and other singers. really relaxing music and it makes you feel so good when you listen to it and sing along.

pink, green and gold = heart.
the box is one of those wooden boxes from the craft store with scrunched up tissue paper. very therapeutic squishing the paper to make it..
i rob brezneys horoscopes!!
ever listen to krishna das?? good good music.

Thanks for the advice, man - it was very helpful She lives on the other side of the country. But it's a small country.

I actually found out something else on Cafeastrology.com - Venus is in Virgo in her chart. And having read up on what that means, it explains a lot, as far as her behaviour towards me over the last year goes. I think I know where she's coming from now.

See you,

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Schiele was the first fine artist I was ever into - I was obsessed with him in my late teens, really related to him. His negative spaces are sublime, I agree; but then there's little about his work that isn't, especially his earlier stuff. I find myself re-inspired by his work roughly once every year. I know what you mean about not feeling able to better his stuff, but I like to think I have it in me to do just that. I feel that the key to painting is colour, that is, leaving drawing out of it; and I would've loved to have seen Schiele do some of his characteristic figure paintings without using his magnificent line, just the watercolours/gauche - PURE COLOUR PERSPECTIVE! That's my aim - to do what Schiele did, but without lines.

Kokoschka actually did some excellent watercolour figure paintings without drawing, but his "sense" of drawing wasn't half as good as Schiele's so they're not as effective.

Astrology is really interesting and helpful. I've done my birth chart online before and it's always said that I have Leo rising; but when I re-did it last night (on the same site, but they've changed their format), it said I had Virgo rising. I don't understand it, but Virgo rising actually makes enormous sense, much more than Leo; I'm very Virgoan in many respects, and I feel strangely comfortable with being part Virgo. This also explains certain aspects of my relationship with my "crush", because of her having Venus in Virgo - there's a commonality but also a conflict, because Virgoans are so judgemental. We do criticise each other a lot. I feel this is a good thing, though - we sort of hold a mirror up to each other, which allows us to see and correct our flaws, which wouldn't happen if we were a perfectly harmonious match. I don't set much store by supposedly perfect matches.

Time will tell.

Thanks for listening,

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i enjoy reading your poetry so much every day. sorry if i dont comment on it all the time but sometimes i feel like what i would say would be so small (? cant think of the right word right now) compared to what you write. do you usually meditate before writing? would you say its like a channelling? that seems to be when i write my best poetry. when just let it flow.. i do love it though, your poetry.

and i lucked out with those dishes..my husband did them. im soooo glad i didnt have to because the smell i was smelling while he was washing them was making me gag. kinda like a dirty fish or turtle tank.

I just wish it were as easy as that. I'm the only female in my entire district...and the guy that's the trouble maker is the golden child of the same district. I'm trying to make a name for myself here...and if I stand up and make a stand of this, I'm going to ruin my reputation before I get one, you know what I mean? I need to be sure I have a solid team so when I am up against some big tough shoplifter, they're actually going to back me up.

But, at the same time, this kind of treatment is not worth it.

it was Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer. I thought it was absolutely gorgeous. muah.

I looked in my comments box and thought - "Who the hell is Billyfivecrows and how did he become my friend?" Very native American. I take it the above poem hints at its origin?

Your poetry is excellent. Makes me want to start writing my own again...

Billyfivecrows... I like the sound of that. Maybe it would be best if I didn't ask the meaning, to maintain an air of mystery

the walleye poem goes not well.

the "oh" was because I was listening to "Dominus Regnavit" (actually, I still am, it's on repeat) and that combined with this entry reduced me to the linguistic level of an ape.

"oh."

grenadine is thoroughly devoid of alcohol. it's what they put in a cherry coke if you get one at a restaurant that is not completely suck.

all sweet and thick and cherry-ish, fuck, I need to go home.