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Okay, I'm suiting up for a good old fashioned "Share And Tell Time"! A nice flow of thoughts and verbiage moving along as a leaf on a creek traveling down stream from a mountain top creek.
There is a fact that some of what I'll say is word associated. This is going on from time to time. The purpose of this exercise is to purge and cleanse my Spirit's and self of whatever energies that may be dwelling with in my center, my core, with out a reservation. The "Share And Tell It Time, is exactly as it sounds. As I do tend to shoot from the hip - what ever is said is said. No, editing, deletions, or censorship. Well then.
1. My Daisey Dukes fit me better this Summer than last.
2. I am beginning to lose weight too quick. I will keep an eye on it.
3. My complexion has changed with the season, but has done so because of the change of season.
4. Parents, please be advised that there is no excuse in the world to make fun of your child's private parts. Never - ever!
*I know why not Bitch's, my peoples fucked up with that piece right there, all of that negative shit directed to me - as a child - piled on me, with which included many outsiders. My Self-Esteem? Shit. And wide open as a victim for perpetrator's who read kids like me could be. And yes, I was often made to be wide open, by direct Kinfolk, Kindred, Friends, and higher authority figures.
5. An higher ranking soldier in the Army.
6. Abuse comes in the shape of words too, you know?
7. I assure you that a child tied to the television is doomed. I have seen the facts and results.
8. God Save Syria! God Bless Syria! God Save The Queen!
9. My Advocate and I have completed one business plan. Now, to move on to the next.
10. A time out has been called on all Vocational Rehab. activities.
11. Too much has been going on with the Health, Emotional, and Spiritual Way's.
12. With a lesion on my Spinal Cord, I need folks to back up a minute.
13. Let me fucking think and listen to what a doctor might say.
14. If Professor wants to slice and dice my fucking neck, let me think about it.
15. For fucks sake. Please!
16. There have been many who know my path, who are my Kinfolks and Kindred, and stay.
17. Trusted.
18. Loved. With affection.
19. I am a Spiritual Dude, born and raised Catholic. "If you're Catholic, and you're happy clap your hands". I was victimized by them cloaked in the cloths and sweaters of them thought so Holy and so trusted, and so respected, and so well paid...
. ...while victims like me, at that time, were so enthralled with and by the gorgeous moments of being victimized, not knowing it, and enjoying it too.
20. Happy Gay Pride Tampa Bay! Happy Gay Pride U.S.A.!
21. The betrayals of my own flesh and blood make trusting anybody rugged and tough.
22. So I am. For now.
23. I remember being introduced to the term 'cracker', by the mother of a very good friend who lived down the street from me. He and I played alot together and studied together. We would even bathe with one and another at the ages of seven or maybe eight. One day we had a little boy fumble and his mother, a friend of our family turned it into a tumble. Big Me, and Little He. May she rest in peace, but I say, "what an ass hole" she was that day. She was forcing children who were friends to handle each other as enemy. Her shit didn't work on the battle field that day, but her words cut to the white meat. Folks don't think of that bull shit until an adult learns them.
24. She-Who-Said-Cracker, and my awesome Grandpa, He-Who-Said-Nigger, Aunts and Uncles who made fun of my White Cherokee Mother, and those who were not too cheerful about that too very Hispanic Latin Father. Well, don't think any of that mixed blood shit affected any folks until our Clan came about. All of that damned mixin'.
25. My Mom and my Dad, dropped me off in Jacksonville just a week or so ago. They are well. traveling out of a travel wagon, packed and movin' along headed North, and I was figuring they would stop by Theresa's spot up there by the lake, up down South over there by Valdosta, GA.
Best I let loose. Hope you all enjoyed the latest "Share and Tell Times!". Ma, Pa! Give Theresa, my best! You know that I love that baby sister to deaf! Dammit Mom and Dad! Why did you leave us so fast? Why do I fear I follow your foot steps? Mom! Dad! Abuela!
(Ya-Hey! David! I love you Big Little Brother! Ya-Hey!)
Love, peace, and more peace,
Mario
Gotta Go ...
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