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[Jul. 24th, 2009|02:14 am] |
Awesome. In the most traditional sense of the word. If we could always take this approach all of our dealings with God, whether it was a marriage vow or just saying thanks for life, churches would be full and religion would hold more promise for people in a thirsty world. And that's not just hot air. This moved me. Spiritually, artistically, and romantically awesome.
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| I'm just saying. |
[Jan. 21st, 2009|12:33 am] |
Call me kooky but I don't find Asians particularly high strung. I think they are for the most part rather nice. I also know a great deal of white people who try to do what's right on a regular basis. And the man that we elected to the Highest Office in the the US (which I think is grand, by the way) is black, and not sitting in the back of anywhere except his limousine and Air Force One. Not cool. And prayers are supposed to be simple and to the Almighty. Not to an audience. Definitely not cool.
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[Apr. 13th, 2007|08:37 pm] |
It's been too long since the last,
So I thought I'd jot down something fast.
My mom is getting more ill,
and no doctor or pill ,
can bring her back, And I have been off track,
and not myself,
because my mind has been somewhere else.
and her's is too that's why she's not herself.
Take it as it comes.
And Frau Genzel, came back from Padova,
and decided that she had had enough of our apartment,
and she was, and so she had a fit to start with,
Because I cleaned up and it was not a filth pit,
and she didn't feel like she lived here anymore.
She freaked out, I said C-ya. Then we made up. She went to Ikea.
Now there's more shit in here than there was before.
Anybody want to buy some used furniture? Don't say get out, it comes complete with Umlauts.
From the swedes not the Krauts. And those funny O's...
with a line through them...what the hell are those?
Take it as it comes.
In Detroit we a had a version of that store, I'm so fucking sad I don't live there anymore.
It was called Ikillya. It involved protecting your shit from the neighbors.
Including your mail. On any night your apartment could become a sale.
What alovely couch you have, mind if we try it out?
Take it as it comes.
But it's hot in Germany, for a change.
The locals are sweating and complaining, and the heat is draining for them anyway,
but I feel energized, and I got my glasses fixed. And I can see.
I can see the recipe for the bar b que chinese pork I made.
I can seee the sun setting over the roofs of my little exile
It's not bad and a breeze is blowing through my window.
It's not bad at all.
Take it as it comes. |
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| James Brown is Free. |
[Dec. 25th, 2006|07:22 pm] |
I saw three ships come sailing in.
It's Christmas day.
And one of those ships took James Brown Away.
I saw three ships come sailing in,
while the world of soul was in mourning.
But I believe and no mistake
the Godfather of soul will get a fair shake
and he won't get thrown in the firey lake
when the world has it's final warning.
I saw three ships come sailing in
It's Christmas day.
And James Brown is out the door
He still had his pompadour...
The world of man is falling away
He can approach his maker and they both say
Heeey! Hit me! Get on up!
Cause they both like "doin' it, You know" in their own special way,
on Christmas day in the morning.
Merry Christmas.
We used to say "Free James Brown! Let him Go!"
He is free baby. He is.
Fly James!
Fly! |
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[Nov. 9th, 2006|05:33 pm] |
So I'm 34 as of yesterday.
I got mah birthday present from the USA
The president is a lame lame duck
The House was enough
But the Senate is gone too
the whole damn government is turning blue
Could it be true?
What will they do?
Heads on the block?
Or Gridlock?
The house has the power of the purse
If they screw it up, in two years the reaction could be worse.
And again reversed, and governmental instability is a curse,
for which the only cure is success. A lack of which we can't redress
without cooperation.
And oh what a nation, we could have if we just worked together
And tried to find the common ground,
There's still enough to go aroud,
we could use more than a little,
but the true is not behind the left or the right, or the red or the blue,
Ideology can't tell us what us is true,
That job is left uneasily to,
our conscience. |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2006|11:44 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Munich | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cold | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Too drunk to fuck - Nouvelle Vague | ] |
Well holy Crap. I got acting work, that made it to market.
Keep in mind that I don't do that any more.
There's a trailer and episode I
http://www.systemhelden.com/vision.php
Ok. Some important notes for those who don't speak German Nerd tech geek jargon.
Dau means really dumb computer user. It's what system admins here call their problem users.
If you want to see me in action then click the link.
They even created a fake profile on the site for the character. Cool.
If you have questions about the award winning dialog let me know. I'll translate.
The Irony is killing me like tetanus. |
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[Oct. 17th, 2006|03:07 am] |
Well it's time to update,
Ain't that great?
It's time to report,
Germany is getting cold,
and the days are getting short,
and I miss the heat of places where I lived
when I was not this this old,
Of course depending on which address you give,
the age is relative. And I like the way the colors
turn, like the leaves start to burn, on their own.
So I'm signed up for classes, got my Rayban glasses,
Internship, praktika, watched Battelstar Galactica,
It's not bad, but T.V. still doesn't thrill me.
Good thing it was downloaded, better keep it on the D/L.
I hung posters today for a party the institute will have on the third of November.
It better be a success. People better remember it.
Cause my SGA is out of cash. Hope we make some with this bash.
Otherwise we crash, cause previous Student Government decisions have been a little rash.
I had class till 8. (What was I afterwards a serf?)
Tonight I baked a cake. No mistake but the cherries boiled over the foil,
Onto the floor of the oven and caramelized. Now the house smells like burnt sugar.
There are worse things a house could smell like. I'll take burnt sugar over heartbreak.
It's a good smell. My house is occupied. I live here. It's not just someplace I stay.
My apartment has become tidy, Yesterday I have cleaned all day,
The bathroom, and the foyer. Holy Shit! I have a foyer?
Does that make me gay? Probably not, to my ken,
To be a gay man you have to like men...that way.
And that's all for now. No cake for you who are so far away.
But come and visit someday. They would be cool, eh? |
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| Cats and - |
[Aug. 18th, 2006|01:02 am] |
Today I was wondering about cats.
You think cats ever look at something as big as a cow and go "mmmm mmm" I could go for a piece of that? I don't think they do.
You could be like "here cat, this says 'beef' can you say beef?"
Cat would be like "meow... just put it in the bowl please."
Or if you took a cat to a field and said "git her done"
the cat would look at you and be like "what? that? Oh no, that's too big, what the hell am I gonna do with that, ooh a field mouse excuse me..."
Why don't they make cat food in flavors cats like? Mouse, parakeet, Rat for the husky macho cats in your life. Chickens are fierce, Cat's might go for the chicks but a rooster will take on a cat or a fox if he sees him coming. So chicken is out. I saw a cat chase a bear on youtube once. I don't think he caught him though.
I also have decided that Binderstrich would be a cool name for a new band. |
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| June and the Sun. |
[Jun. 6th, 2006|09:28 pm] |
θεία Iano had the best voice.
Her life was hard but full.
Not the slyness of one sister.
Or the hatchet in the other.
The hatchet is my mother,
but her edge is getting dull.
James Paul was old enough to leave a hole
Such a gentle soul.
But his time is done.
If I ever have a little one.
I will name him Paul,
and despite this darkening of the sun
there will be another one.
For as sure as the sun sets,
It will rise,
And when I see little eyes,
that have a name that's gone before,
a little piece of mine remains
before the darkened door. |
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