Knock Your Socks Off Brownies

8- 1 ounce squares of perspectiving situations
1 tablespoon problem solving
1 cup humor
1-1/2 cups networking
1/4 teaspoon knowtheworld friendly
5 good listener
3 cups perspective
1 teaspoon positivity
1/4 teaspoon empathy
7 support

Preheat heart to ears to assure proper osmosis, listen to make sure the bowl is ready to receive. Mix dry ingredients with empathy and make sure that people feel comfortable coming for advice and support. Look at contents of bowl from every direction to assure the batter will rise in the oven. Introduce all ingredients to each other and then to all the other friends around the network. Then smile and laugh.

This recipe is health and healthiness. It has strength and appreciation for itself. Eat at the end of a good day’s work and curiosity. Only people with creativity and a lust for life and thought who have spontaneity and consistency may ingest. Otherwise they may not see the king’s clothing. Before serving add a dash of culture and antipop. May be eaten during both ends of the morning, before karate and jogging to a good playlist, hiking and swimming and a good stretch in the morning. Recommended to eat after or during a good meditation and contemplation. Use to live and learn, mostly from the people and books you try to surround your life with. Becareful not to bum and drink and smoke cigars and a pipe when deep in thought, connoisseur anything you can. Before putting in the oven appreciate the finer things in life... like lemons, shit and everything and smiling.

Before I found this recipe my biggest achievement used to be that I got up in the morning. Now, as a result of a healthy helping of knockyoursocksoffbrownies...
It is now an achievement when I decide to stay in bed and manage to stay. I climbed Mount Everest, I walked around the world (including swimming the Bering Strait.) I learned Talmud, Shakespeare and Plato by the pin test. I broke the light barrier and harnessed antimatter. I learned to smile. I learned to walk. I brought world peace the whooped them all in my own world-wide Risk game. I taught myself to cook, REALLY well, i mean REALLY well. I flew to Mars and then created my own wormhole. I became a benevolent tyrant and was voted empathetic dictator of the year. AND, I can even cover that embarrassing bald spot on the top of my head. I broke the world record in quadatholons and learned 70 languages. I’m smart enough, I’m funny enough and gosh darn it... people like me!

- Oct 22, 2007

The Titanic Launches into the Great...

I strut into the party
I, The Alpha, can choose from anyone to dance
I smoke big cigars, drink fine whiskey
And can sweep any beauty off her feet

I could strut through the party
But the titanic has gone down
my ice has melted
my single malt watered down,
i met a woman


is it that i stole a smile that makes
her so beautiful?
you give me one freely, do i like
that more?


what do you see of/in me?


I crave her silky taste.
dream of her milky touch.
As I memorize her shapely figure.
I am mesmerized,
she sits before me... now she is a part of me… I her
She now melts,
Her sweet taste,
tantalizing flavor,
heavenly perfume,
enchanting feel,
Dominate my senses

Chocolate


This chocolate melts now on
my tongue fill my mouth sweet lips
It will never last forever


that First Sip of wine
rich; that one i solicit.
that First Love i drunk
each successive sip of vinegar leaves further behind


that one more drink which
pounds in my head as I wake
that one last time which
sours as i can’t remember her name


roses lay before me
mossy dreams
Chaos across my bed
my memories of you

-2005

Dear Lord,

Faeries basking on mist-teared leaves
By pools of dew in cups of moss
Chords of sun-rays rainbow their wings
Illuminating,
Through the thick weave canopy

Great Spirit, Grant me this serenity
Let me accept me,
bear my mossy tree
but my thumbs turned acid

Life, Grant me the courage
To change my song
rainbow my soul
but my hands are stained

Love, Grant me the wisdom
To find my way,
Through my canopy
know my demons
find my faeries

Dear Lord,
Help me find me.

-2000

I used to hang out in town...

He sits slumped on his throne

WE REAL COOL

In his kingdom called town

WE LEFT SCHOOL

He lifts his fiery wand to his frown

WE LURK LATE

Inhales and sighs aloud

WE STRIKE STRAIGHT

Sitting there night and day

WE SING SIN

Addressing his subjects

WE THINK GIN

While they go on their way

WE JAZZ JUNE

To somewhere, someplace

WE DIE SOON

Away

Every other line is from We Real Cool by Gwendolyn Brooks

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(as read: grasshopper. who as we look up now gathering (grasshopper) into a the leaps! arriving (grasshopper) to rearrangingly become, grasshopper;)

Eversince I read this poem, sometime during highschool, it has represented to me my typical dayinthelife. The grasshopper (such random chaos!!!) j-u-m-p-s and is gbraled, it just isn't linear. And neither are my thoughts, nor my life, nor any typical day.
So this blog is my tribute to the musings of my rpophessagred life as they becom(ei)ngly into my thoughts.