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Tuesday, July 31, 2018

 

ÒMy tongue is the pen of a ready writer.Ó

 

(Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Poignant (piercing, keen, distressing to feelings)

 

He experienced a poignant feeling of homesickness shortly after he left home.

 

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A book: ÒManners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home TrainingÓ By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

 Dress.

 

Appropriate and Becoming Dress.

 

Chapter 26.

Page 322-323

 

The most appropriate and becoming dress is that which so harmonizes with the figure as to make the apparel unobserved. When any particular portion of it excites the attention, there is a defect, for the details should not present themselves first but the result of perfect dressing should be an elegant woman, the dress commanding no special regard. Men are but indifferent judges of the material of a ladyÕs dress; in fact, they care nothing about the matter. A modest countenance and pleasing figure, habited in an inexpensive attire, would win more attention from men, then awkwardness and effrontery, clad in the richest satins and the costliest gems.

 

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             Life Notes: LetÕs Spell It Out:

 

             No, IÕm not a Òcreep.Ó Truly.

 

             No, IÕm not a Òf****** b****.Ó Truly.

 

             No, IÕm not a Òf****** c***.Ó Truly.

 

             No, usually IÕm not an Òa******.Ó Truly.

 

             Yes, I can be a complete and total Òa******.Ó Truly.

 

             No, IÕm not Òsneaky.Ó Truly.

 

             No, IÕm not Òmanipulative.Ó Truly.

 

             No, IÕm not a Òstalker.Ó Truly.

 

             Yes, I lean more towards the disposition to run away from any conflict.

 

             Yes, IÕm remarkably direct. Truly.

 

             For twenty years my male friends have explained to me more or less the same things:

 

             Paraphrase:

 

             ÔMainly, as intellectual men we call you terrible names to make you feel incredibly insecure about yourself. We love to watch you squirm. We purposely go out of our way to make you feel just as hurt as we feel when you do something we donÕt agree with. We mean to hurt you and make you feel small and place you beneath us and make you apologize for things no one else ever has to apologize for except youÕre such a kind and nice and good person then we want to make you feel hurt. We want you to hurt and we mean to hurt you. WeÕll ensure you hurt whenever you donÕt agree with us or donÕt fulfill our basic emotional needs or stroke our egos or look after us. The main reason weÕll make you suffer is anytime you donÕt agree with us. DonÕt you get it. Most of us arenÕt even worthy of your friendship much less worthy of your love. We donÕt care about your acne or scarred face. We donÕt care about your weight. We donÕt care about your breast size. We donÕt care about your dark skin color. We donÕt care about your tumors. WeÕre in love with you. ItÕs your quirks and imperfections which are the height of your sophistication and beauty. Most of us are in love with you and you wonÕt ever know it or at least none of us will come out and say it. We know you wonÕt ever feel the same way about us so youÕll suffer for how we feel about you. Goddamn you.Õ Is all for which is ever said in a nutshell. Sigh.Õ

 

             What a waste of time.

 

             No, I donÕt go around falling in love with people.

 

             No, I donÕt have any business falling in love with anyone much less my male friends.

 

             My male friends know they donÕt stand a single chance to ever as much as be romantic with me in any way, shape or form.

 

             Personally, I see my male friends as fixtures more than sexual.

 

             Personally, my male friends are more like statues than human.

 

             Yes, I must place distance between my male friends and myself therefore I make sure I smoke cigarettes around them then I donÕt ever smell their natural smells which most of my male friends smell awesome.

 

             Yes, I forgive.

 

             However, the damageÕs already been done.

 

             Whenever my male friends look at me then I canÕt help to think Ôthis man thinks IÕm a ÒcreepÓ because I wonÕt obey his orders.Õ

 

             Mainly, I make myself seem or come across as ÒintenseÓ or ÒseriousÓ or ÒdefensiveÓ as a self-defense mechanism otherwise men very well know I can burst into laughter and mock men down to the very marrow of their existence.

 

             Most men are taught not to make women cry. Good.

 

             Most women are taught not to laugh at men. Good.

 

             2012: ÒI love to make you uncomfortable right up to the point where tears well up on your bottom eye lashes while you refuse to actually cry. When you look utterly miserable or unable to continue any type of conversation then I ease up knowing I conquered you. IÕve always conquered you. ItÕs easy to make you uncomfortable therefore I do it. Just once IÕd actually like to see you cry.Ó He said.

 

             I got up and left forever.

 

             What a savage. (The word ÒsavageÓ is used as an adjective.)

 

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Pointing out Social Blunders

Is Ten Times more rude

Than the actual

Social blunder itself

 

             English is a complex language no matter what any women may lecture about social etiquette.

 

             To point out anyoneÕs social blunders is ten times more offensive than the actual social blunder or awkward word choice.

 

             LetÕs take a break from proper written since modern American speech and writing arenÕt proper by any stretch of the imagination or by any means.

 

             Simply, because I make the personal choice and commitment to be incredibly proper in person and form then this very exercise in discipline in journal writing is purposely written without swear words therefore quite vivid in imagery to make up for the lack of swear words and crude modern speech which modern English is as crude and vulgar as Shakespearean times because modern language is filled with humour mainly due to the fact 80% of ÔThis American LifeÕ doesnÕt provide decent work opportunities or fair and equal wages or basic inexpensive healthy and holistic and medicinal foods or inexpensive resources or lifelong advancement or upward mobility or not enough to eat thus and therefore Americans live in an open society of credit card ÒdebtorÕs prison.Ó

 

             Ok, letÕs be modern Americans who make use of derogatory vocabulary.

 

             Okay, letÕs get real.

 

             Allow me to get incredibly uncomfortable as I write the following:

 

             Simply because other people name call: this doesnÕt mean I feel the same way people Òname callÓ me. Nope.

 

             Personally, ever since I came out of the womb IÕve been relaxed and at ease and I donÕt get paranoid unless dealing with the police otherwise IÕm laidback and the less I have to say then the better.

 

             Americans are rude. IÕm an American immigrant and I guess IÕm extremely rude in my English word choice.

 

             Americans are uneducated with nothing much really important to say other than to correct other adults.

 

             Americans are the least fun people to hang out with and relax.

 

             Americans are easily offended. 

 

             Americans are the most uptight people in the world.

 

             Americans tend to correct people which to correct people is more offensive than the actual offense. Does one get it? Please, tell me one gets it.

 

             At anything many types of Americans get easily offended.

 

             Americans are quite entitled to their own opinions and Americans tend to give unnecessary lectures about petty social offenses.

 

             Americans arenÕt stupid simply uneducated.

 

             Simply, I navigate waters in which I donÕt ever mean to insult or offend anyone, however, this is rare since my English speech patterns seem to insult black Americans and Caucasian Americans while the rest of the world laughs at the Americans for being uptight and mean and cruel bullies towards me and others.

 

             No, I donÕt read any of the comments section.

 

             Well, I donÕt make the time to read the comments section of the blog. I donÕt.

 

             Early on, I decided to write rather than to take away time from writing to read the commentary section.

 

             Either I was going to spend my time reading comments or I was going to write. I choose to write.

 

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             Literary Art Genres:

 

             First, IÕm kind and smart and intelligent to know when and how IÕm within literary legalities. IÕve got this.

 

             My liberal arts education in the humanities took a good decade (ten years) of my life to study the law and the discipline and the art of writing, photography and film and global communications in general.

 

             Journalism: journalists ask for permission to print anonymous quotes.

 

             Personal creative diaries or journals: writers donÕt require permission to print anonymous quotes.

 

             No one tells writers what to write unlessÉ

 

             No one tells artists what to create unlessÉ

 

             Yes, I went to school to study to become a digital mass media executive producer.

 

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1999 Established Documentary Film Company

2002 Small Business Loan

December 31, 2014 Company Dissolved

 

             Yes, in 2003 my newsroom co-workers questioned my business cards which stated my name and title as Òdigital mass media executive producer.Ó

 

             My co-workers would become easily rattled and offended and asked: ÒWhat does this mean? Does it mean youÕre good at many different types of communications?Ó

 

             ÒYep.Ó IÕd answer.

 

             As frustrated as one can get in public without yelling or screaming at another person or Òname callingÓ 2002-2003 newsroom crew co-workers would ask: Òwhat does this title mean?Ó Then co-workers would demand I truthfully answer.

 

             ÒThis title means I qualify to run any systems.Ó I said.

 

             ÒLike what?Ó

 

             ÒWell, I can do graphic design, write, film, video art and mass media and either wet or digital photography or build a computer from recyclable parts and run the accounts and payroll and taxes without any broken rules or no broken laws and stay away from liabilities.Ó I said.

 

             ÒReally?Ó Co-workers questioned.

 

             ÒYep.Ó I said.

 

             Co-workers would give me looks as though I was the biggest Òa******Ó for which ever lived.

 

             Warmly I smiled at them without any malice.

 

             Since 1999 IÕd been running an independent documentary film company, in 2002 I acquired a small business loan which to this day business loans granted to women of color are unheard of throughout the nearly eight billion planet population.

 

             When one studies any type of legalities for writing, film or mass media or global communications then one primarily learns Intellectual Property Law such as copyrights and patents and one learns about how and when one can write what as well as one learns the minutia of the law of intellectual property and commits to memory the outdated and recent laws.

 

             As a matter of fact when it comes to personal diaries and journals no one has anything to say about what any writers write since diaries are established to be entries and data and record keeping and nonfiction.

 

             Nonfiction is from real life.

 

             Fiction is from the imagination or fantasy or imaginary.

 

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             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

Word Count: 1,680

Weekly Word Count Goal: 1,500

Weekly Word Count: 1,680

 

Friday, July 27, 2018

 

ÒLet onions grow in his navel.Ó

 

(Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Venial (Excusable, capable of being forgiven)

 

His action was a venial fault so he was readily pardoned.

 

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A book: ÒManners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home TrainingÓ By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

 Dress.

 

An Amiable Exterior.

 

Chapter 26.

Page 324

 

The desire of exhibiting an amiable exterior is essentially requisite in a young lady, for it indicates cleanliness, sweetness, a love of order and propriety, and all those virtues which are attractive to their associates, and particularly to those of the other sex.

 

Chesterfield asserts that a sympathy goes through every action of our lives, and that he could not help conceiving some idea of peopleÕs sense and character from the dress in which they appeared when introduced to him.

 

Another writer has remarked that he never yet met with a woman whose general style of dress was chaste, elegant and appropriate, that he did not find her on further acquaintance to be, in disposition and mind, an object to admire and love.

 

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             From this moment forth I shanÕt ever write about my male friends or Muslim friends. This afternoon I received the lecture of a lifetime. I feel small. IÕll get over it. Thank you. IÕm humbled.

            

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             Fiction Characters:

 

             No, IÕm not fiction character ÒRebecca Sharp.Ó

 

             No, IÕm not fiction character ÒMrs. Langtry.Ó

 

             No, IÕm not Mrs. Robinson.

 

             No, IÕm not a cougar.

 

             Yes, I can be charming, however. WhatÕs the point?

 

             Yes, IÕm flesh and blood human female.

 

             Yes, since IÕm human therefore I can get awkward whenever the situation lends itself, however. Awkward isnÕt my natural state.

 

             Yes, I have one healthy pumping heart.

 

             No, my heart isnÕt made from lead or gold or metal.

 

             Yes, IÕm any warm blooded mammal therefore IÕm not ice cold.

 

             Yes, IÕm flesh and bone human person.

 

             No, IÕm not anybodyÕs wet dream.

 

             No, IÕm not in love with any single one human.

 

             No, I donÕt have a crush on any one single human.

 

             Is none sexual dating romantic in nature?

 

             Yes, I fly solo.

 

             No, IÕm not any type of coyote.

 

             No, IÕm not a Òlone wolf.Ó

 

             Yes, IÕm any modern woman as any other 2018 modern women are modern.

 

             Yes, IÕm well. Ha.

 

             Yes, IÕm good.

 

             AllÕs well.

             Ends well.

 

             ÒAm I okay?Ó IÕm perfectly well. Thank you.

 

             ÒAre you okay?Ó Yes? No? Si? Maybe. Ok.

 

             LetÕs not waste each otherÕs valuable time.

 

             Thrice IÕve failed male friends within the last two months.

 

             Yes, IÕve been ashamed to be such any disappointing friend.

 

             Due to my English as a Second Language I have the weakness and inability to speak well: I speak as a Òblunt instrumentÓ and I do anything in my power toÉ

 

             Yes, for thirty years my friends tell me when it gets awkward with me then itÕs truly awkward and then I tend to literally escape or run away and literally friends track me down and ask me to my face if IÕm avoiding any one of them whoÕve known me better than my family. My friends get angry with me. My friends have always gotten angry with me and most likely they always will. Sigh.

 

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             Terminological Corrections:

 

             Corrections from ÒcapitalÓ to Òcapitol.Ó

 

             ÒCapitalÓ is economics.

 

             ÒCapitolÓ is the Republic democratic state buildings.

 

             Correction from ÒweirdoÓ to Òfreak.Ó

 

             No, I donÕt know what the English word ÒcreepÓ means.

 

             Since most directly spoken personal insults donÕt mean much in English then I donÕt much care what people call me since I donÕt know the definitions of the above English terminology.

 

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Freak Definition

 

             No, I donÕt know the difference between a ÒweirdoÓ and a Òfreak.Ó

 

             As a metaphor: ÒletÕs take a stab in the dark.Ó

 

             Well, I can only guess the definition of ÒfreakÓ is someone who is absolutely out of the ordinary as such individuals donÕt fit anywhere in society yet such individuals are fit for modern culture. Ha.

 

             No, IÕm not Òthe bearded lady.Ó Truly, IÕm one of the most Western cultural ÒregularÓ modern individuals.

 

             No, I donÕt grow any literal beard.

 

             No, I donÕt grow stubble.

 

             Yes, I do grow the occasional long chin hair and pluck it out.

 

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Weirdo Definition

 

             WhatÕs a Òweirdo?Ó IÕm not able to begin to define the word Òweirdo.Ó

 

             One who is Òweird?Ó Ok. Fair enough.

 

             In a modern age the last thing IÕm afraid of is ÒfreaksÓ ÒweirdoesÓ or ÒscumÓ or ÒgreedyÓ or Òcreeps.Ó

 

             Ultimately, modern America is any physically violent frontier and all of my enemies and acquaintances or none friends or best friends or haters tell me IÕm the most ÒboringÓ oral storyteller and a Òf****** b**** c***Ó simply because I Òwrite about what I knowÓ.

 

             For the first time in my life my male friends of only one year have informed me IÕm a ÒcreepÓ for anonymously quoting my male friends without any single description of their physical form.

 

             Yes, yesterday I meant to tell my male friends. I meant to gather up the courage to tell my male friends I meant to make use of their anonymous quotes and no words surfaced. I was an utter and complete coward.

 

             Now, as far as IÕve been informed: writing about someone at full length and full description is one thing.

 

             Anonymously quoting someone without description is another.

 

             Yes, as of today IÕve once more have been informed IÕm a ÒloserÓ since I have no friends.

 

             Please, no. IÕm already aware. I know.

 

             Yes, itÕs obvious since 2010 IÕve had no friends about me.

 

             Please, donÕt throw it in my face. I greatly feel my friendsÕ absence each day and to have the obvious thrown in my face is almost, too, much.

 

             Some things are kept unspoken even though not hidden.

 

             No, IÕm not Òscrooge.Ó

 

             No, IÕm not a miser.

 

             No, IÕm not anyone of consequence.

 

             Supposedly, itÕs been explained to me IÕm a Ònobody.Ó

 

             Yes, IÕm friendless.

 

             ThereÕs no one here with me today. Ok. I can deal.

 

             Yes, no one much has been here with me through most of thirteen years.

 

             One gets to the acceptance portion of the psychological steps.

 

             Acceptance is healing.

 

             No, IÕm not complaining. Not at all.

 

             My secret best friends of thirty years tell me IÕm not a Òcreep.Ó

 

             The highest compliment above all other honors is to directly anonymously quote anyone funny or smart or intelligent or kind or capable or compassionate enough to inspire any anonymous quote.

 

             Now, to write about someone in full description is another aspect all together rather than a simple anonymous quote.

 

             Why am I only an ideal and not a human female?

 

             ÒGabriel, you make an excellent ideal of a woman.Ó What.

 

             Not ever do I want to break bad news, however. How come IÕm considered an ideal and not ever a friend or a woman?

 

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In the Year of the Faux Pas

2018

 

             Please, donÕt throw it in my face. I already know. IÕm quite aware. Thank you. Please, no.

 

             If I donÕt anonymously quote people then people who arenÕt anonymously quoted will give me a lecture and tell me how much they hate me and how theyÕre disgusted by me and donÕt ever want to see me ever again. Fair enough. Ok.

 

             If I do anonymously quote people then people who are anonymously quoted will give me a lecture and tell me how much they hate me and how theyÕre disgusted by me and donÕt ever want to see me ever again. Fair enough. Ok.

 

             2018 is one of the worst social years of my life.

 

             Yes, people are angry as the dickens about my private diaries or journals or blog entries and the anonymous quotes IÕve quoted are considered ÒcreepyÓ even though I meant no malice or I meant no ill intent.

 

             People are irritating.

 

             People want me to understand them, however. No one wants to take the time to understand me.

 

             ÒAs long as youÕre our trophy and our wet dream then weÕll own you without ever touching you.Ó He said. I stared off into the distance.

 

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1995 Miscommunications

 

             ÒGoddamn you Gaby for ever avoiding me in conflict.Ó He said. I stared off into the distance. I was present and alert.

 

             Each time people either take liberties with me or personally insult me directly and tell me IÕm either ÒobeseÓ or ÒuglyÓ or an Òa******Ó or a ÒcreepÓ (only once in my lifetime have I ever been called a ÒcreepÓ) for making use of other peoplesÕ anonymous quotes then people expect me to bounce right back with a smile and accept apologies all around which I immediately do and go on as if nothing much ever happened which nothing much ever does happen and I love it.

 

             ÒYouÕre a real a****** for quoting me.Ó He said in 1995. (Correction.)

 

             My face got red hot and subtle tears welted on the contour lines of my under eyelashes. It was obvious I held back tears and each time he demanded me to answer his questions as to why I was as inconsiderate as to anonymously quote him without permission before print.

 

             Each time my voice quivered and the angrier he became then he demanded I speak up. I did continue to speak, however, not once did I ever raise my voice. I was mortified. I was mortified of what IÕd done in having directly anonymously quoted my friend in my published writings.

 

             ÒYou f****** c***!Ó He exclaimed. ÒYou quoted me.Ó

 

             ÒYou have no right. You hear me! No right.Ó He continued to scream. We stood in the middle of nowhere in a forest filled with swamp and mosquitoes.

 

             His face turned bright red then white then cool as the afternoon air spilled about us.

 

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I hate you

 

             At another time a friend came to me: and directly met with me and told me to please take a seat and be calm and not get upset or angry about what he had done.

 

             My friend had anonymously quoted me in his published works of arts and I was furious. I was hurt. I was disappointed. I was let down. I was more hurt than I thought I would ever be. I was ready to scream my head off, however.

 

             Rather I quietly sat and looked straight ahead with a blank stare even though it was obvious my eyes said: ÒWhat bulls*** is this?Ó

 

             No, IÕm not a spider.

 

             No, IÕm not melodramatic.

 

             Yes, IÕm biodegradable therefore I can easily get awkward.

 

             ÒWhat the f***, GabrielÓ He said.

 

             ÒWhat the f*** is right. You quoted me?Ó I said.

 

             ÒYes, I quoted you. ItÕs not like anybody knows itÕs you.Ó He said. ÒItÕs anonymous. No one will ever know.Ó

 

             ÒWhy didnÕt you tell me before you published?Ó I asked.

 

             ÒBecause I knew youÕd say Ôno.ÕÓ He said.

 

             Silence.

              

             To this day I still run away and avoid my friend.

 

             Only once weÕve met in the same room since our argument and I was the first to spot him therefore I quietly and silently made my exit. He was never the wiser.

 

             ÒIf you avoid me then IÕll make this miserable for you.Ó He said.

 

             I looked away.

 

             ÒLook at me when I talk to you.Ó He said.

 

             Forcibly, I looked up and without any fear I looked directly into my friends eyes. He then was the first to look away.

 

             ÒGoddamn you.Ó He said. ÒI anonymously quoted you and now youÕll go down in published history.Ó

 

             ÒGet over yourself.Ó I said.

 

             ÒAre you okay?Ó He asked.

 

             ÒOf course, why wouldnÕt I be okay?Ó I said.

 

             ÒI hate talking to you.Ó He said.

 

             ÒAre you okay?Ó I asked.

 

             He blushed and again looked away.

 

             ÒI hate you.Ó He said.

 

            

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

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Wednesday, July 25, 2018

 

ÒMay he have to crawl on all fours.Ó

 

(Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Potpourri (mixture, medley, miscellany)

 

Sections of a magazine that contain scattered information are headed potpourri.

 

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A book: ÒManners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home TrainingÓ By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

 Dress.

 

Elegant Dress.

 

Chapter 26.

Page 322

 

Some ladies perhaps imagining that they are deficient in personal charms --- and we are willing to believe that there are such, although the Chesterfieldian school of philosophers would ridicule the idea --- endeavor to make their clothes the spell of their attraction. With this end in view, they labor by lavish expenditure to supply in expensive adornment what they lack in beauty of form or feature. Unfortunately for their success, elegant dressing does not depend upon expense. A lady might wear the costliest silks that Italy could produce, adorn herself with laces from Brussels which years of patient toil are required to fabricate; she might carry the Jewels of an Eastern princes around her neck and upon her wrists and fingers, yet still, in appearance, be essentially vulgar. These were as nothing without grace, without adaptation, without a harmonious blending of colors, without the exercise of discrimination and good taste.

 

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             Double Negatives:

 

             ÒDouble negativesÓ are for either English as a Second Language mature adults or people who speak or write with a passive voice or people who hardly ever read or people who havenÕt ever learned how to properly construct English sentences beyond the fourth grade.

 

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             The National Anthem, July 2018:

 

             The National Anthem was written as homage to a group of regular colony citizens and civilians (before the slave trade to the Americans) and such colonists who stood their ground against the entire British Navy.

 

             The American flag pole withstood due to the fact dead bodies of the colonists died to prop up the American flag post while the British Navy slaughtered women and children and the elderly and infirmed. I donÕt fully imagine what the scene must have partaken on such days. How brutal.

 

             ThereÕs no need to ever rise or stand up for the National Anthem since the colonists died in heaps of piles of stacked up dead bodies on top of each other simply to protect the pole and uphold the star spangled banner as the bodies stacked up mound high day after day without any colonist military defense therefore the adult women and infirmed male colonists died to sacrifice their lives for one symbol of freedom which is the American flagÕs right to fly high.

 

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             None Sexual Friendships are Wonderful:

 

             ÒGabriel, are you avoiding me?Ó He demanded.

 

             ÒNo, not at all.Ó I said.

 

             ÒAre you hiding from me?Ó He asked.

 

             ÒNot on purpose.Ó I said.

 

             ÒI like to quietly go about my way and if I happen to silently get overlooked or I can escape getting lost in translation then I tend to like to become part of the backdrop as any other fixture or furnishings about the place then the less I have to hold discussions or entertain or say something intelligent.Ó I said.

 

             ÒAre you avoiding me?Ó Again he asked.

 

             ÒNo, truly. IÕm not avoiding you. I left messages and voicemails.Ó I said.

 

             ÒI told you my phoneÕs not working right now I dropped it.Ó He said.

 

             ÒDidnÕt you see us? We were all partying and weÕre right here.Ó He said.

 

             ÒI know. I saw. I heard. I got the invite. Thanks.Ó I said.

 

             ÒWell, then what the hell?Ó He said.

 

             ÒCome over and honor us with your presence and have a good time and laugh with us.Ó He said.

 

             ÒOk. I will.Ó I said.

 

             ÒNo, you wonÕt. But okay.Ó He said.

 

             ÒWhy wonÕt you talk to me?Ó He asked.

 

             ÒIÕm talking to you right now.Ó I said.

 

             ÒI see how itÕs going to be.Ó He said.

 

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             April 2018Õs Clean Bill of Health:

 

             Yes, IÕm healthy and doing well in mind, body, soul and spirit.

 

             Yes, IÕve learned, no matter how traumatic an event or circumstance or mishap one can get over anything especially with Sanskrit Lotus Position Yoga visualization meditation to heal thyroid tumors.

 

             No, thereÕs nothing wrong with my mind.

 

             Yes, for two decades continually IÕve been told by either insistent/impertinent parents or legal spouse to attend Òtalk therapyÓ to specifically ask psychologists to write up anything about me therefore I might go on ÒdisabilityÓ and I donÕt ever qualify for disability.

 

             Ultimately most psychologists have politely asked me to ÒterminateÓ our talk-therapy sessions.

 

             The reoccurring pattern continued for years in which I was strongly encouraged to attend yet another set of new psychologists and would be pressured to directly ask my new set of ÒbilateralÓ talk therapists to please write whatever psychologists wanted about me as long as I qualified for ÒdisabilityÓ and continually for about two decades politely IÕve been informed talk sessions would be terminated affective immediately since I was in no need of talk therapy and I most definitely didnÕt qualify for ÒdisabilityÓ however possibly my family members were required to strongly consider to attend psychological talk therapy sessions themselves. Ok. Thanks.

 

             Psychological therapy is expensive.

 

             Yes, since 1994, 1996, 1998, 2000, 2003, 2007, 2017, 2018 IÕve had three specific relatives tell me to my face to directly go to my psychologists or talk therapists and have the psychologists declare me ÒinsaneÓ then someone other than me can collect ÒdisabilityÓ and dispense or disperse the hypothetical disability money as my living expenses then no one has to ever financially take care of me. Um, no.

 

             Although, since the year 2000 I havenÕt received any type or form of financial help of any type from either of my parents or extended family members therefore itÕs not as though IÕm indebted to my parents since as of two weeks ago IÕve paid off all of one-hundred thousand dollars ($100,000) for a four year Liberal Arts private college and university student loans.

 

             Two years ago, I paid off all of my business loans (documentary filmmaking company dissolved, 2014) and I now have an outstanding credit rating and donÕt own any credit cards.

 

             As of right now I owe absolutely no one a single red cent.

 

             For the first time in my mature adult life IÕm completely debt free other than a mortgage of $690.00 (August 2018) per monthly payments and garbage and sewage and electricity and gas and car insurance and lifestyle costs (gas, organic groceries, inexpensive entertainment (organic coffee and vegan baked goods) about $1,500 to live per monthly expenses since itÕs the lifestyle I set up for an entire household to be run like Òa tight shipÓ at the fraction (correction) of the cost.

 

             In August 2012, my perfect credit score landed a thirty year mortgage at 2.5% fixed interest rate on sixty-seven thousand dollars ($67,500) which the property is now worth at a real estate market value of one-hundred and fifty thousand dollars ($154,000) in 2018.

 

             No, I donÕt own a car or any collection or not even a bicycle.

 

             No, I donÕt have a life insurance policy.

 

             No, I donÕt have my Costa Rican organic bamboo two-acre farm which was gifted to me then taken back and sold.

 

             No, I donÕt own a blender.

 

             No, I donÕt own a surf board.

 

             No, IÕm not a surfer.

 

             Yes, IÕve surfed with some of the best surfers in the world.

 

             Yes, IÕm a decent medium-distance skateboarder to the organic Co-Ops and back to the abode again.

 

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ThereÕs no such thing as a Broken Spirit

 

             ThereÕs no way anyone breaks anyone elseÕs spirit since one doesnÕt allow such absurdities since humans arenÕt wild beasts.

 

             No matter what anyone may think they can do to me, ultimately I live inside a prison of reoccurring tumors therefore I contend to take well care of my robust health otherwise whatever this disease is, might hinder me for up to three days straight therefore I donÕt allow for the disease to take my energy or stamina.

 

             For the most part humans are private citizens and civilians who are calm and reasonable and regular and average and sometimes animated and wonderful and decent and funny and want to play alongside excellent friends and have clean fun.

 

             Nevertheless, either I deal with some type of nerve ending damage or bone ache of some type of what, nerve damage? I donÕt know.

 

             No, I donÕt have gout.

             Not yet, anyway.

 

             My swollen feet are healing from five straight years (February 2013-April 2018) of daily standing at a standup desk for about five hours of computer work per daily average and now my feet are terribly swollen and healing from such a ridiculous experience.

 

             No, I donÕt take daytime naps. I only wish I took daytime naps. I work. I research. I read. I work. I write. I study cinema and graphic novels and television and musicology and I cook organic meals and do email correspondence with Ôhalf the world.Õ I research medicinal holistic foods as a pure science and basic medicine since my auto-immune system tends to be strong yet weak when it comes to the eradication of continual tumor growth and laparoscopic surgeries. I research any type of tumor medicine or health science and the latest technological advancements.

 

             As of one month ago I now work as any private organic vegan cook to one private family in exchange for organic meals and organic snacks and non-plastic water filtering system for clean water.

 

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An Open Book

Makes for a Closed Case

 

             What, do Americans not understand about the Great American novel?

 

             What, do Americans not understand about the Great American writer?

 

             What, do Americans not understand about literature and creative writing?

 

             Modern America is founded upon two major important principals: Baseball and the Great American Novel.

 

             What, do Minnesotans not understand about literature and creative writing?

 

             Why do Americans take all writing to be flat and literal rather than creative writing is Ôcreative in natureÕ and even as far as experimental.

 

             What is it Minnesotans donÕt seem to understand about the arts?

 

             America is the Literary Arts Mecca of the world.

 

             Artists hold greater influence and power and social change than anyone sitting in office or misers or riches or wealth since the artists are civilization embodiment.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

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Tuesday, July 24, 2018

 

ÒHe should swell up like ten mountains.Ó

 

(Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Respectively (as relating to each other, each in order)

 

The objects on display were numbered respectively 1, 2, 3.

 

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 Dress.

 

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Lavender has urged that persons habitually attentive to their attire;

 

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             The Vagina Monologues II:

 

             ÒWhy do you write about your vagina so much?Ó He asked.

 

             ÒI write about my vagina so much because IÕm a feminist and I believe in being open about the subject matter of health and ensuring the safety of little girls and young women, specifically.Ó I responded.

 

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             Cardi B:

 

             Yes, I know of a one Ms. Cardi B.

 

             However, no I havenÕt seen or heard much of Cardi BÕs music or music videos or anything.

 

             Yes, IÕve been told Cardi BÕs material is like my material.

 

             No, my work isnÕt like Cardi BÕs work since I first published in 1994.

 

             As of March 2018 IÕve been informed Cardi BÕs work is like my work. Thank you.

 

             If I sound anything like Ms. Cardi B then please know my intension isnÕt to sound like Cardi B and I look forward to making time within the next decade to look up Cardi BÕs musicology. Thank you. Peace.

 

             If I sound anything like Ms. Cardi B then I can only hope to honor her work with immense gratitude for women in the arts pushing the Ôenvelope forwardÕ on the subject matter of misappropriated power and greed and bilateral spread of wealth and free and safe public education for all children and youth of color and white poor children who are marginalized as much as children of color.

 

             If I sound anything like Ms. Cardi B then my goal is not to ever dishonor her work. Please, excuse my ignorance.

 

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Expect the Unexpected

 

             Yes, women are feminists by default.

 

             Yes, IÕm a feminist simply because I was born female.

 

             No, I havenÕt ever marched in rallies.

 

             No, I havenÕt ever peacefully demonstrated.

 

             No, IÕm not a rebel.

 

             No, IÕm not a revolutionary.

 

             Yes, IÕm a domestic worker.

 

             No, IÕm not a man-hater.

 

             Yes, for one decade Finn-Minnesotan-American women taught me it is okay to Òspeak your mindÓ after the age of forty and to be as bitter as possible since itÕs hilarious. Ok.

 

             Americans donÕt seem to find anything funny.

 

             Americans think their silence transcends their piety.

 

             Yes, I grew up with New England, Massachusetts French Italians whose only octave is to scream and/or to yell and nothing much else. Sure. ItÕs hilarious. I love it! I love the Italians and their screaming and yelling voices.

 

             The screaming and yelling Italians donÕt intimidate me.

 

             The more the Italian Americans yell and scream and complain about their food and drink then the more at home Italians seem to feel to speak their screaming and yelling minds. Ha. Wonderful.

 

             ÒGeneration XÓ Caucasian Minnesotans teach me to be as bitter as gutter punk skateboarders who come from well to do families and a history of Calhoun Square, Uptown, Minneapolis, Minnesota.

 

             The greatest secret about Calhoun Square, Uptown, Minneapolis, MN is the 1980Õs and 1990Õs gutter punk skateboarders are the grandchildren and children of the Uptown wealthy and elite.

 

             To be cruel to any panhandling gutter punk skateboarders of Calhoun Square, Uptown, Minneapolis, MN is to spit into the face of MinnesotaÕs history of the wealthiest families who established the entire of Uptown since history is more valuable than money.

 

             Blood ties history unto a foundation of wisdom.

 

             The panhandling gutter punk skateboarders of Calhoun Square, Uptown, Minneapolis, MN are wealthier than anyone else yet cash poor and we always offer our posh leftovers or Òdoggie bagsÓ to any gutter punks/skateboarders anywhere in Minnesota and the world over.

 

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Overall Health

 

             Yes, I live with thyroid tumors which grow inward and squeeze my voice box therefore lectures and disagreements and arguments and debate and general discussions will be placed on the backburner for the next year.

 

             Yes, IÕm incredibly tired and my bones ache or maybe itÕs my nerve endings ache. Who knows?

 

             Yes, from the abdominal internal Òscar tissueÓ due to three laparoscopic surgeries of the uterine walls and the full and complete removal of the uterus itself which after an entire and complete full year of recovery I now live with intense stomach aches behind the belly button which I refuse to talk to any more Western Medical doctors about this subject matter of Òscar tissueÓ since Western doctors tell me thereÕs nothing to be done about Òscar tissueÓ except Òscar tissueÓ in the general stomach area is as painful as living with tumors which tend to squeeze internal organs yet the Òscar tissueÓ turns into some type of Ôsharp shardsÕ as a lose example or into a hardened ball of wax so hardened and tightened as another mass of hardened tissue can be compared to anything as hard as any internal object inside the stomach/abdominal area.

 

             During recovery of surgical procedures no one ever tells patients Òscar tissueÓ will continue to harden throughout the first year after surgery and to place castor oil on the area for the stomach to ensure safe healing.

 

             Yes, I know all about Òscar tissueÓ and how Òscar tissueÓ develops into a hardened mass as hardened as an object therefore at first the tissue is broken and healed yet not ever the same as when a massive surface area was unaffected by scar tissue.

 

             Internal Òscar tissueÓ is serious business yet treated as lightly as a common cold.

 

             For one continuous year the Òscar tissueÓ pain is at a #2 or #3 and all one can do is Òhang on tightÓ to castor oil and donÕt take anymore than necessary.

 

             Yes, Òscar tissueÓ is a sharper pain than tumors which tumors is a numb pain.

 

             Yes, itÕs easier to live with tumors than with Òscar tissue.Ó

 

             Tumors are softer than Òscar tissueÓ for which is sharp and hardened.

 

             Not once did I ever consider internal Òscar tissueÓ to be such a pain more than tumors.

 

             Is dusty Western Medicine Ok?

 

             Post surgical procedure Òscar tissueÓ is basic fundamentals for which to inform patients about since this type of surgical medical information directly deals with patients for which go through one, too, many surgical procedures and are bound to Òscar tissueÓ for life.

 

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What is there to say about cancer?

Nothing, really

Well, plenty, actually.

 

             Personally, I donÕt know what to tell other people about reoccurring surgical procedures except Òscar tissueÓ can be problematic.

 

             If at all possible then one stays away from the surgeonÕs knife unless itÕs absolutely necessary to save the life of any individual.

 

             Yes, IÕve already made it through literal malignant melanoma starting the fall of November 1997 as a sophomore in college in New England, Massachusetts when I spent the fall of 1997, winter and spring months of 1998 on average asleep for about 16 hours per day since I was exhausted to the bone.

 

             Hardly ever did I make it to meals at the common hall and I didnÕt show up to one single class in probably two entire semesters.

 

             Yes, I did all of the homework and wrote all of the papers and left the paperwork in mailboxes or emailed my homework and papers into professorsÕ email inboxes without ever telling one single soul or professors or parents or friends I knew my body had immediately and drastically changed into emergency mode and into malignant melanoma which I already knew what I had and how serious my self-made diagnosis was therefore I didnÕt tell a single soul except for one close and personal old time friend of our family who asked me: ÒCome out with it. What is it? WhatÕs on your face and what do you make of it?Ó

 

             ÒWell, I already know itÕs quite serious therefore I call this formation ÔFreddy KruegerÕ even though I havenÕt ever seen any of the films.Ó Ha.

 

             We laughed and made fun of the malignant tumor nicknamed ÒFreddy Krueger.Ó Ha. Ha. Ha. Funny.

 

 

             Yes, we made it through laughter.

             We were only 23 years of age.

 

             One year later in December of 1998 I was ÒofficiallyÓ diagnosed with malignant melanoma and within 24 hours I was under the wonderful and incredible surgeonÕs knife for which saved my life and most likely IÕll be indebted for life as a metaphorical example.

 

             January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November, December of 1998 I continued to sleep for about six hours per day still made it to most day classes.

 

             At night I worked catering and in the daytime I worked at the Art Library and late at night we held cigarette smoking homework sessions and studied thousands of medical vocabulary words and wrote twenty page papers per night and learned history lessons and read entire novels and wrote analyses plus for homework we watched cinema or animation and continued to smoke cigarettes, drink coffee which didnÕt keep us up any longer than 2:00am in the morning then clean up before bed and retire for the evening.

 

             Monday through Friday we got up at 5:00am to make it to classes done by 9:00am then worked at the library from 9:00am to 12:00pm, lunch, sleep for three hours in mid afternoons then more classes from 3:00pm to 5:00pm then dinner/cat nap then from 6:00pm to 10:00pm catering then from 10:30pm to 2:00am study group at gas light village with history and English and pre-med majors where we lived and ate our meals and communed together and kept the doors locked as a group of heterosexual creative women who peacefully lived together while I rented a single room on campus and hardly ever slept or went there other than to shower, change clothes and go to classes or shower and change clothes and go to work or shower, change clothes and go to study group which was the most important part of my day to get our homework done well and get excellent marks on the homework even though anyone knew I could barely drag myself out of bed and I was tired to the marrow of my bones. People were there.

 

             People witnessed my physical struggles and ailments and dealing post cancer.

 

             People knew about how by December 1997 I had self-diagnosed myself with malignant melanoma and was only going to be given one year to live since I had already looked and studied the hardened mass the shape and size of a pencil eraser the color of light to dark green booger color.

 

             Within a year the mass changed colors as drastically as watching the seasons change. I knew I was in trouble.

 

             No doctors or surgeons had to tell me I was given a year to live. I already knew therefore I held off going to any doctors for nearly one year since I knew my face was going to be cut open and the game of beauty would be lost forever therefore I was to live my life and be as present as possible since I was given a second chance at life, however.

 

             A second chance at life doesnÕt guarantee good or even excellent health.

 

             No, I donÕt ever take naps in the daytime unless IÕm terribly ill with a nose or ears or throat infection or irritation or pain with a head cold otherwise I donÕt ever get headaches unless thereÕs extreme biometric pressure in the atmosphere and a stormy front is near then I get a singular headache above my eyebrows where the pressure collects since the human body is made of liquid and electricity and tissue and bone. Wow.

 

             No, I donÕt spend my days in bed.

 

             Although I would love to be able to take hammock Costa Rican naps rather than a schedule of domestic cleaning and more domestic cleaning and writing and reading and research.

 

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Lunch Break.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

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Weekly Word Count Goal: 5,000

Weekly Word Count: 1,972

 

Friday, July 20, 2018

 

ÒMay his name return without his body.Ó

 

(Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Resilience (elasticity, rebound)

 

The resilience of war-time rubber bands was very poor.

 

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A book: ÒManners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home TrainingÓ By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

 Dress.

 

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Chapter 26.

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Lavender has urged that persons habitually attentive to their attire;

 

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             Happy SundownÉ

 

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             General Sexual Notes and Reminders and Statements:

 

             *) Public Masturbation is Illegal. No Public Masturbation.

 

             *) In general, private masterbation is good for overall health.

 

             *) Private masturbation is a private act done by oneself. (I donÕt know how much more IÕm able to spell this out.)

 

             *) One privately masturbates at home in private either in oneÕs own private bedroom or private bathroom. Thank you.

 

             *) In general IÕve been informed private masturbation is a private act in which people partake in about once per day or weekly.

 

             *) Personal Thought: One can only assume and imagine private masturbation must get as old as smoking cigarettes.

 

             *) Yes, as any mature adult if I were to privately masturbate then indeed I were to privately masturbate once per month or even every three months. Ha. Yep.

 

             Yes, this summer directly face-to-face IÕve been asked if IÕm Òhorny.Ó Not from conversation, thank you. Words are only words.

 

             Seriously, one can keep the mind preoccupied rather than in a constant state of Òhorny.Ó

 

             *) Sexual Fantasies: ThereÕs a scene in the film ÒWhen Harry Met SallyÓ and as both Harry and Sally get to know each other and walk about the outside of a museum Harry asks Sally whatÕs her greatest sexual fantasy and Sally answers she imagines a man with an amazing body and in SallyÕs fantasy her mystery man takes a hold of her and fantasy man and Sally have wonderful orgasmic sex and Harry asks Sally, what does the man in the sex fantasy look like? and Sally answers something about how her sexual fantasy doesnÕt have a face and her fantasyÕs face is more or less a shadow or something like it. Ha.

 

             *) Sexual Fantasies: For the most part on average mature adults hold private sexual fantasies which are quite simple rather than morbid or skewed or alternative or pornographic.

 

             *) Consented sexual intercourse is private business and one ought not to discuss oneÕs sexual acts with other humans much less friends or family or acquaintances or enemies or strangers.

 

             *) Consented sexual intercourse isnÕt ever done or practiced in public or at work or churches or schools or general gathering public spaces.

 

             *) On average any healthy consented sexual intercourse in relationships occurs about once per week for ÒregularÓ humans.

 

             *) TelevisionÕs incorrect portrayals of humans are fake and incorrect portrayals. Nothing on Television is real. Nothing.

 

             *) No, IÕm not Òasexual.Ó Absolutely not. No, thank you. I shanÕt like to be characterized as an ÒasexualÓ mature adult woman.

 

             Even if hypothetically I werenÕt to ever participate again then I would still like to consider myself a free and intelligent and smart and kind sensual mature adult woman and I do keep my hands to myself. Thank you.

 

             *) Yes, IÕm all aware about Òbrain damage.Ó

 

             *) Yes, in 1995 one of our family friends was in a crash accident and was proclaimed Òbrain damageÓ and none of us held anything against our friend or their family and still donÕt, however.

 

             As young women, we learned our family friend with Òbrain damageÓ would literally throw their entire body against womenÕs bodies and begin to roughly kiss women and most women fended off our friend from sexual advances and there was the end of the ordeal.

 

             Neither of us as young women made any complaints or made a big deal about it or raised any concerns.

 

             We simply shared the experiences with each other then we moved on as we moved on in our late teens and early twenties as a group of female friends.

 

             Women are aware about Òbrain damageÓ in men.

             Women know.

             We know.

 

             *) No, IÕm not Òbrain damaged.Ó IÕm simply Indigenous peasant and English as a Second Language and incredibly direct and cheeky and living with thyroid tumors which tend to squeeze the voice box.

 

             *) My oxygen levels are awesome. 98, thank you.

 

             My oxygen levels are considered the oxygen levels of an athlete in their twenties. How this happened? Who knows. I donÕt worry about cigarette smoking. I donÕt. My mind was made up long before I ever smoked any American Spirit cigarette.

 

             At Ojibwa/Episcopal camp in Bemidji, MN we were taught by the Ojibwa to say prayers at graves with the spread of sacred tobacco and smoking cigarettes is also sacred prayerful act even though we personally as campers didnÕt smoke cigarettes during the prayers plus we were only fourteen years of age.

 

             *) No, alternative doesnÕt mean independent.

 

             *) Yes, women can go without consented sexual intercourse and not fall apart.

 

             *) Whether people have sex or not usually humans are considered sexual organisms.

 

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White Privilege

Double Standards

 

             Feudalism: Yes, we live in feudalistic times therefore letÕs not pretend with one another.

 

             Yes, itÕs been explained to me modern women are still considered Òproperty.Ó

 

             Yes, itÕs been explained to me by many different parties IÕm considered a Òtrophy.Ó

 

             Yes, my lifeÕs dream has been to Òget off the gridÓ with geothermal and live off the land on organic local vegan foods and goat products.

 

             However, such a dream is nearly impossible. I wanted to live Òoff the gridÓ right in ÒtownÓ or in any major city.

 

             Yes, IÕve been sent back here to say I represent massive amounts of respectable ancestors and peoples and a large and complicated family, friends, neighbors, villages and enemies and acquaintances.

 

             No, IÕm not here to murder or harm anyone.

 

             Yes, IÕm here to get healthy through organic vegan local foods.

 

             Yes, after eight years of being prodded and tested and more blood work and more tests IÕve given up on Western Medicine to cure my thyroid tumors and now turn my full attention to holistic food medicines.

 

             Tumor medicine is organic vegan local foods.

 

             Yes, IÕve lived with thyroid tumors since October 2013 (correction on dates) and now the thyroid tumors have finally begun to take a toll on my voice box.

 

             No, IÕm not dying from tumors rather I live with tumors.

 

             Yes, my Maya Indigenous peasant life expectancy is 68; however, I hope to make it to 80 or 102 years of life.

 

             Yes, one entire decade (10 years) spent with Finn-Minnesotans and IÕm here to tell anyone wise enough to listen, old people donÕt usually lose their wits and old people are independent yet old people get extremely wrinkly and old peoplesÕ teeth get naturally yellowed no matter how good one is about daily dental hygiene.

 

             Yes, no matter how beautiful or handsome men are in their youth any human gets old and extremely wrinkly and itÕs the way of life and nature.

 

             The decade of my thirties I spent such a ten year period socializing with 80 and 90 year olds and no one can pay me enough money to do such absurdity ever again.

 

             When one is in their 30Õs, 40Õs and 50Õs and 60Õs and 70Õs then one ought not to only see or socialize with 80 and 90 year olds otherwise this makes one old before oneÕs time and one begins to acquire the mannerisms and opinions of 80 and 90 year olds which are usually racially discriminatory and wrong about modern opinions.

 

             Yes, IÕm glad to have spent ten years socializing and exhaustively entertaining 80 and 90 year olds then one gets a sense of how intelligent and smart elderly people are and how truly independent people are in their 80Õs and 90Õs.

 

             ThereÕs nothing to fear about getting old because most peopleÕs wits stay intact.

 

             The only true and real realization about being old is how the skin sags and the teeth yellow and the skin further wrinkles and the hair thins out and the gums get blackened.

 

             Yes, I was raised in the late 1980Õs and 1990Õs and 2000Õs therefore IÕm direct and upfront and donÕt steal, cheat or borrow or beg.

 

             As a woman brought up in the late 1990Õs and early 2000Õs I was taught to speak for entertainment therefore I would ÒentertainÓ company, however, as of this week IÕve explained to my peeps I may have to go near silent for the next year since my voice box is taken a hit.

 

             Yes, IÕm working on breaking an ÒidealisticÓ streak.

 

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Why do you have to go through ÔeverythingÕ alone?

 

             No, I donÕt go through life alone. I donÕt.

 

             An independent strong support system is always important, however, IÕve been taught by the Minnesotans IÕm not to ever be friends with their friends, however, Minnesotans tell me to my face how easy it is to ÒstealÓ my friends and leave me all pathetic and pitiful and alone to do life by myself. What a bunch of weirdoes.

 

             Therefore I donÕt ever mention to anyone in Minnesota how some of our closest friends of Duluth, MN who married our New England, MA (Simmons College, Smith College, Harvard) families moved to the suburbs of Minnesota within five miles of where I live. IÕm grateful to have such families here with us by our side raising their beautiful children and changing racially discriminatory rural suburban, Twin CitiesÕ area.

 

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A Conversation with

A Black African American Male Friend

 

             Yes, I have a heart made out of muscle which pumps pure blood throughout my bloodstream.

 

             No, my heartÕs not made of stone.

 

             No, my heartÕs not made of steel.

 

             No, IÕm not weird.

 

             No, IÕm not any type of Òf****** weirdo.Ó

 

             Yes, when need be then I most certainly can turn into an Òf****** b****.Ó

 

             No, I donÕt like to be cruel or mean.

 

             No, I donÕt hold any Ôdelusions of grandeur.Õ

 

             No, not anywhere do I practice any speeches.

 

             No, I donÕt go around telling people IÕm going to be Ôrich and famous.Õ

 

             ÒWhy wonÕt you say whatÕs going on with you?Ó He asked.

 

             ÒThereÕs nothing to say.Ó I answered.

 

             ÒWhy do you have to go through anything alone?Ó He asked.

 

             ÒIÕm not and I donÕt go through life alone.Ó I said.

 

             ÒThen why wonÕt you say?Ó He asked.

 

             Silence from me. I thought for a moment.

 

             ÒIÕm not talking to you about this specific aspect of my life because I donÕt want to talk to you about it.Ó I said.

 

             ÒFine. Be that way.Ó He said. Ok.

 

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Another Conversation

With a Black African American Female Friend

 

             ÒDoes your family and others know how you are with us year after year?Ó She asked.

 

             ÒDo people know how kind and relaxed you are year after year?Ó She asked.

 

             ÒNo.Ó I answered.

 

             For a moment I gave it a thought:

 

             ÒMy family and Minnesota friends all think IÕm an Òf****** freak.Ó I answered.

 

             ÒSomeday your family and friends ought to meet us and we have testimonial for them as to how great of a friend and neighbor youÕve been to us over the years.Ó She said.

 

             ÒYouÕre so strong and hardly ever talk about what youÕre feeling.Ó She said.

 

             ÒYou do us the great favor to tell us what youÕre physically feeling and going through and in detail you are able to describe physical discomfort with great visual words, however, hardly ever do you tell us what you deeply feel or what youÕre thinking while your thyroid tumors squeeze your voice box.Ó She said.

 

             ÒWe can tell youÕre strong. I can only imagine how strong you must be. YouÕre always cheerful and sweet and kind and able to respectfully interact with others even though youÕre going through your own real hell.Ó She said.

 

             ÒYouÕre considered what people call, ÔThe Bomb.ÕÓ They said.

 

             ÒYouÕre truly cool and awesome and ready with a smile even though you donÕt have to smile at anyone.Ó She said.

 

             ÒItÕs obvious the tumors are growing inward and crushing your voice box. ItÕs obvious. We all noticed as of this week. Your voice is going. Your voice has become thin over the years.Ó

 

             ÒYep. IÕm aware.Ó I said.

 

             ÒOf course, you are. Tell us, weÕve always wanted to know. How do you feel about your thyroid tumors? How are you truly doing?Ó They asked.

 

             Silence.

 

             ÒGabriel, all of life is a test.Ó They said. Ok. I already know.

 

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Yet another Conversation

With Caucasian Peoples

 

             When it comes to Minnesota Caucasian peoples telling me about their Òdelusions of grandeurÓ about how theyÕll someday be Ôrich and famousÕ and until then to please give them my earnings and wages and do domestic volunteer work and volunteer cook or volunteer nanny for them then in the back of my mind I think about how awful of a trade it is to be imposed upon by anyone.

 

             ÒWhen weÕre Ôrich and famousÕ then you can either be our chauffer or cook or nanny.Ó They said.

 

             ÒWhat.Ó I said.

 

             ÒYou can help us raise our family and volunteer to do all of our domestic work for us in exchange for your organic vegan meals and room. You can start now and if you can then please give us grocery money.Ó They said.

 

             ÒWell, my future career goals are to continue to write more so than to volunteer to take care of other peoplesÕ children or cook their meals or do their laundry or nanny or chauffer.Ó I said.

 

             ÒPlus, if youÕll be Ôrich and famousÕ and I help you get there then why do I have to do all of the domestic house work and be an indentured servant without salary paid forever and ever?Ó I asked.

 

             ÒBecause youÕll be our dearest friend who takes care of me and our whole family.Ó They said.

 

             ÒNo, thank you.Ó I said.

 

             The number one rule to mature adulthood is to not to ever imposition another adult or human for anything unless itÕs equal value of exchange in return.

 

 

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

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Wednesday, July 18, 2018

 

ÒMay cramps parade through his bowels.Ó

 

(Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Sagacious (wise, knowing, of sound judgment, respected)

 

Because he is known as a sagacious person his opinions are respected.

 

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             Mr. Cuddles:

 

             Mr. Cuddles is now my new favorite character.

 

             Mr. Cuddles is a true friend with warts and all.

 

             Oh, Mr. Cuddles.

 

             Yes, we raise a glass to fiction character Mr. Cuddles.

 

             Mr. Cuddles is like the early Mr. Roggers.

 

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             General Notes:

 

             Wow, itÕs Wednesday already.

 

             Well, for the second time this summer 2018 as of this week IÕve been asked to be a silent business partner. IÕm to conduct business while others supposedly get famous. IÕll think about it. I like to conduct none sexual business Òbehind the scenesÓ since looking Òcamera readyÓ is work.

 

             Plus, as of June 2018 itÕs been once more explained to me by Caucasian Minnesotan higher education psychology low income earners, IÕm Òobese,Ó too, much facial acne and swollen feet. Thank you. IÕm absolutely aware.

 

             Only my generous and wonderful enemies tell me I ought to put my face on Television. I donÕt seriously ever consider such absurdity.

 

             Can anyone imagine my face on television? I would be nervous as the dickens. No, thank you. This round Indigenous peasant face wasnÕt made for Television plus there are no roles for a face like mine.

 

             Plus, what on Earth would I say or do over the broadcast airwaves?

 

             Yes, IÕve been informed IÕm a ten times better actress than a one Ms. Meryl Streep. I donÕt think so.

 

             My Òparty trickÓ is to act however I donÕt act on stages or on film where it most counts. I took years of Òacting for the cameraÓ to be a better cinematographer as well as stage acting to be a better camera director as well as ballet and modern dance to be a better writer of choreography although IÕm not much good on stage or on film or dance unless IÕm playing around with friends or acquaintances or strangers as any Òparty trickÓ or whenever in possible physical danger.

 

             Oh, my singing voice is atrocious.

 

             No, IÕm not tone deaf. On my way to master the four count.

 

             The only reason I require to learn how to sing is to get into ÒheavenÓ or ÒnirvanaÓ which supposedly neither exists.

 

             My life isnÕt a game. I donÕt act in life. ActingÕs for the stage or the camera with a fully committed audience. I truly live through my life as most people Òlive their lives.Ó

 

             Yes, the reason why itÕs obvious IÕm healthily confident is because I donÕt stumble through most of life or awkwardly speak or get shy although it can happen at any time.

 

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             Pristine:

 

             Yes, the last time I checked I have a healthy and beautiful vagina in full working order.

 

             Yes, IÕm a modern woman as most modern women are modern.

 

             For whatever reasons most people throughout the course of three decades have taken the liberty to tell me to my face IÕm either ÒpristineÓ or ÒboringÓ or Òan old womanÓ or a ÒregularÓ person or a social ÒbabysitterÓ or a ÒnobodyÓ and no one ought to ever be romantically attracted to me since IÕm short and ÒuglyÓ and obese and acne scarred and large cup sized breasts and scarred and itÕs been brought to my attention I give lectures like 1990Õs moms.

 

             Well, yes for the most part IÕve spent my life learning and reading and researching as a Òstay at home bodyÓ because itÕs my place to learn and to stay out of trouble as a woman of color and as for being considered Òan old womanÓ well, what more is there to be said? Nothing.

 

             As for being considered a ÒregularÓ person. I most certainly am a ÒregularÓ person. I havenÕt ever made myself out to be anything other than ÒregularÓ except most people who know me well enough knows perfectly well IÕm working on Ògetting my hands on...Ó

 

             As for being considered a Ònobody.Ó

 

             Well, I have a large complicated family and respectful friends and none sexual neighbors. Thank you very much.

 

             As for being considered Òugly.Ó

 

             Most people donÕt have any trouble finding consented sexual intercourse.

 

             Not once do I really ever care what derogatory words IÕm called since psychology points out usually what people call others is considered their deepest fears. Ok.

 

             People give themselves away in speech and pattern and form.

 

             The secret to longevity is to stay healthy and youthful-feeling no matter how much or little others are willing to acknowledge or see beauty in others throughout the world.

            

             No, IÕm not pristine.

 

             No, IÕm not the elite.

 

             The elites live in Boston.

 

             Simply, IÕm aging as any other bioorganic substance in matter.

 

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             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

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Tuesday, July 17, 2018

 

ÒMay delirium guide even his words.Ó

 

(Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Histrionic (of or pertaining to stage and acting)

 

The Histrionic Mr. Poe is the title of the book.

 

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             Muslim American Sexual Gossip:

 

             No, the rumors arenÕt true.

 

             Not once and not ever have I so much as taken off my clothes or French kissed or held hands or groped or felt up the private sexual genital parts of any of my Muslim American male friends even though my male friendsÕ other male friends have told me the friends have been informed IÕve held consented sexual intercourse with my Muslim American male friends when I donÕt know what anyoneÕs penises or vaginas or genitalia looks like.

 

             No, my Muslim American male friends and I havenÕt ever French kissed.

 

             Yes, I eat garlic and smoke American Spirit cigarettes and have bad breath and love it. No, I donÕt have rotten breath.

 

             Simply, stinky breath from a particular lifestyle to kill bad gut bacteria with cooked garlic and I like to smoke cigarettes.

 

             No, not once have I ever been romantic or held any consented sexual intercourse with any of my Muslim American male friends.

 

             No, none of my Muslim American male or Muslim American female friends knows what my breasts or buttocks or ribs or vagina or legs or belly button or cleavage looks like.

 

             Yes, I made the mistake to use the word Òc***Ó in intellectual debate. Yes, I took liberties with my language usage therefore itÕs been explained to me I acted like a Òc***Ó for utilizing the word Òc***.Ó

 

             No, IÕm not a Òsavage.Ó

 

             Yes, once in my lifetime IÕve made usage of ÒsavageÓ tactics in debate form to teach a lesson no one will soon forget.

 

             Yes, IÕm an Indigenous peasant and peasants usually tend to the land as farmers and are monogamous and none sexually hold peaceful relations with family, friends and neighbors and donÕt sexually harass anyone.

 

             No, nobodyÕs romantically in love with anyone. Nope.

 

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Blunt Instrument

English as a Second Language Adult

 

We Got Lost In Translation.

We Did.

We most certainly did.

 

For Thirty Years,

Best friends complain that IÕm Òintense.Ó

What.

 

Over here we do domestic work

Or take care of properties 

Or write or read or research

Or watch cinema or run errands

Or daylight or daytime text

Or care or train domesticated dogs

Or prepare and cook organic meals

Or gift petty cash

Or barter or fair trade

For legitimate organic domestic work

In exchange for organic vegan local foods.

 

No, IÕm not a Òpirate.Ó

No, IÕm not a Òscavenger.Ó

No, IÕm not a Òsavage.Ó

 

Yes, IÕm a modern woman.

Yes, once in thirty years IÕm apt to make

A one of a type mistake in debate form

 

No, IÕm not a victim.

No, IÕm not a martyr.

No, IÕm not vulnerable.

 

No, IÕm not confused.

Yes, I know exactly how I feel.

Thank you.

 

My simple goal is not to ever develop crushes.

My simple goal is not to fall in love.

People are liabilities.

 

No, IÕm not a hermit.

No, IÕm not a recluse.

Yes, IÕm a Òhome body.Ó

 

No, IÕm not a pervert.

Yes, I do swear.

Yes, people hate how I utilize English.

 

No, I donÕt have consented sex with male or female friends.

No, I donÕt ever go around kissing male or female friends.

No, IÕm not asexual.

However, friends and neighbors and family members are off limits

No, I donÕt ever sexually take liberties with anyone

 

No, I donÕt take my clothes off at all.

Yes, I love debate and banter.

At the end of the day,

I donÕt like to be an intellectual.

 

Yes, IÕm terrible at Òthinking on my feetÓ

Even though IÕm supposedly brilliant

 

LifeÕs Good

Words are only Words

Words arenÕt actions

 

Yes, whenever anyone offers

Anyone else an apology

Then please graciously accept the apology

And donÕt begin by raising oneÕs voice

And rudely point out

What a terrible person the other person is

When simply a one of a kind mistake occurred

 

Apologies hardly ever come around.

Hardly ever.

 

No, I donÕt get easily offended.

Simply, I mirror other peoples at their levels.

 

Peoples tell me I donÕt know how to control my temper.

Peoples donÕt control their tempers with me.

 

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None Sexual Friendships

 

             Not anytime recently has anyone seen my vagina. Thank you.

 

             Hardly any men in the world could or would describe my vagina. Thanks.

 

             In general mature adult men donÕt describe womenÕs vaginas.

 

             Truly, IÕm eloquent in speech and form, however.

 

             No, IÕm not any type of professional speech speaker.

 

             No, I donÕt write public speeches for politicians.

 

             No, I donÕt do professional debate.

 

             No, I donÕt do professional chess.

 

             No, IÕm not any type of professional referee.

 

             No, IÕm not any type of professional judge.

 

             Yes, I drive like a Ògrandma.Ó Ok. Thanks.

 

             Whenever peoples get incredibly offended and defensive in conversation or discussion or debate form and raise their voices particularly and specifically at me then I take such peoples seriously and match and mirror peoplesÕ octave levels and facial expressions and hand gestures because aggressive or offended peoplesÕ loudness and gestures do speak for themselves as Òbody languageÓ usually does speak volumes more than words.

 

             Now, in modern times the English expression: ÒHow dare youÓ doesnÕt hold any weight or power in modern English language since such any expression was last heard in the late 1880Õs and now is supposed to be literally a hilarious and funny phrase and itÕs an Òice breakerÓ in conversation whenever anyone says ÒHow dare youÓ because no one wears tops hats or bonnets anymore. ItÕs 2018. LetÕs go. LetÕs rock ÔnÕ roll.

 

             Now, in modern times the English expression: ÒGet out of my wayÓ doesnÕt hold any weight or power in modern English language since such any expression was last heard in the late 1880Õs and now is supposed to be literally a hilarious and funny phrase and itÕs an Òice breakerÓ in conversation whenever anyone says ÒGet out of my wayÓ because no one wears tops hats or bonnets anymore. ItÕs 2018. LetÕs go. LetÕs rock ÔnÕ roll.

 

             WeÕre no longer in Kansas, baby. LetÕs go.

 

             By the time anyoneÕs gotten so offended at anything basic or simple as science and medicine, then ÔI donÕt know what weÕre talking aboutÕ because in general one doesnÕt ever speak about anyoneÕs specific health issues or do if comfortable otherwise itÕs  best to be general about overall health or not discuss health at all.

 

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Mistakes HappenÉ

 

             For as long as I live I shanÕt make use of any ÒsavageÓ tactics in debate form especially not in speech or communications.

 

             For as long as I live I shanÕt ever make use of the word Òc***Ó in debate form therefore I wonÕt be looked upon as a Òc***Ó for teaching lessons outside the constructive evident format of debate and form.

 

             Nevertheless, heated conversations about personal mistakes can be some of the most awkward and difficult conversations to have and I donÕt like awkward. I like fluidity.

 

             Although, I can get or become or make myself extremely properly awkward especially when IÕm on Pointe as for how awkward the conversations can get about mistakes then IÕm correct to act awkwardly especially when other peoplesÕ main and only desire is to want to Òdrive points homeÓ and give lectures and requires to do all of the talking with basic assumptions without any room for rebuttals one must listen and take the scrutiny and criticism except whatÕs the point when the other person believes oneÕs a scoundrel rather than a completely embarrassed and awkward friend whoÕs deeply apologetic about mistakes in miscommunications.

             My male friends of ten, twenty, thirty years for whom I havenÕt ever French kissed much less held hands with me, all tell me mistakes are made in friendships and its okay and not to beat myself up since I hardly ever make social mistakes.

 

             2018 has been the year of faux pas. I take full responsibility. Bad intelligence.

 

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One-Sided Conversations

 

             In general people talk about greetings and salutations.

 

             American television and American literature holds a skewed portrayal of modern peoplesÕ such as with ethics and values in communications, however.

 

             In my entire thirty years of experience living in America most of 90% of my social experiences are either with Americans who tend to get condescending or competitive or get dismissive or yell and scream or raise their voice at me if I donÕt agree with them which usually I probably wonÕt ever agree when people make incredible assumptions about how real life is or how real life can get in awkward and gracious and difficult moments in conversations or debates or speech or communications.

 

             To convey any real constructive thought outside of oneÕs brain is brilliant.

 

             People get easily offended by me for two reasons:

 

             People tell me, the first time they were ever inappropriate with me and I respond with kindness then I nearly embarrass people.

 

             Two, whenever people have placed me in direct line of danger; or sexually harassed me or inappropriately took liberties with my body then I donÕt ever consider or think of myself as a ÒvictimÓ and/or think or say: ÒThis happened to me.Ó I was sitting here minding my own business interacting with others then suddenly someone French kissed me or pinched my buttocks or pinched my nipple or groped or grabbed me.

 

             No. I donÕt ever say: ÒThis happened to me.Ó

 

             WhatÕs the point?

 

             Most of womenÕs lives are about sexual harassment or sexual molestation or sexual assault or rape.

 

             No woman ever says: ÒThis happened to me.Ó Nope.

 

             As women we take the abuse since we know better than to say: ÒThis happened to me.Ó

 

             Women expect to have liberties taken with our bodies and we flee such advances. We know.

 

             Women know what itÕs like to be inappropriately fondled and touched or forcibly kissed with tongue and mouth and saliva.

 

             Women know.

             We know.

 

             Therefore women keep our hands to ourselves. Always.

 

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General Topics of Conversation or Not

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about the weather and specifically wind patterns or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how in general cancer cells reproduce or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how to live an organic vegan lifestyle or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about long distance running barefoot or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how acne hormonally develops differently in men than in women or not discuss it at all. (Acne above the chin is stress. Acne below the chin is hormonal.)

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how to best organic compost or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about organic farming or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how to hunt black bear with bow and arrow or not discuss it at all. One must utilize the entire parts of the animal.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about world religion, however. ItÕs best not to ever speak or talk about politics or religion in the United States of America or not discuss at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about animation or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about the theories of ÒGame of ThronesÓ or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can write a dissertation about graphic novels or not discuss at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how to best and generally wash or clean the vagina with nothing other than water or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how to best not wear ÒthongÓ underwear then women donÕt get reoccurring Òyeast infectionsÓ which yeast infections can and does get passed unto the male or female consenting sexual spouses back and forth continuously over the years and decades or not discuss it at all. How exhaustive.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how to best not wear high heels since high heels ruins the alignment of the spine, muscles and bones in the legs and feet or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how to best not wear makeup since the charcoal minerals seep into the skin and bloodstream which stay there forever as charcoal collects in the eyelids well after death or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about oxygen in the bloodstream and the higher levels of oxygen then the longevity and the healthier the individuals live or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how to keep the lungs from ever hurting when oneÕs a cigarette smoker. No, my lungs donÕt ever hurt unless I get a terrible chest cold otherwise kosher or Halal or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about how to not wear any jewelry or how not to carry wallets in oneÕs back pockets to keep the spine perfectly aligned since the spine connects to the brain or not discuss it at all. Correct. Yep. Right.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about the cosmos or not discuss it at all.

 

             Personally, I can hold an hour long conversation about quantum physics or not discuss it at all.

 

 

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriela

 

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Friday, July 13, 2018

 

ÒOn the tips of tongues the fate of the world rests.Ó

 

(Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Respite (delay or postponement, intermission of labor)

 

The condemned man was granted respite.

 

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             Not utilizing swear words in a modern era is almost like near complete silence which silence isnÕt anything anyoneÕs ever after in conversations unless one hangs out amongst family or friends or strangers then one can go completely silent and not mind it.

 

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North Van Ness, Hollywood, Los Angeles, California

 

             Well, what about Hollywood, Los Angeles, California?

 

             August 2017 I spent one week recuperating in North Van Ness, Hollywood, Los Angeles, California I noticed half of Los Angeles smokes cigarettes and immediately I fell in love with the lack of judgment from anyone around other than airport tourists.

 

             If the smog doesnÕt kill one in Los Angeles than nothing much else will other than fast traffic or gun violence or cancerously polluted water.

 

             Nearly anyone in Los Angeles smokes cigarettes and no one cares.

 

             No one cares what people do in Los Angeles. I love L.A.

            

             Los Angeles is one huge highway stretching for miles and miles and miles of pavement.

 

             Mainly the parts of Los Angeles which are flat are made for skateboarding nirvana except for one major aspect of Los Angeles which no one ever tells tourists: the Earthquake cracks can be semi deadly to either walk on or skateboard on the sidewalks.

 

             One of the main reasons I left Boston, MA in 2005 was due to cobble stone streets.

 

             Forget brick.

             BrickÕs a dream come true compared to cobble stone streets.

 

             One of the main reasons I left Duluth, MN in May of 2004 was due to huge cracks on the sidewalks from brutal winters of the ground shifting from extreme cold to extreme heat.

 

             One of the main reasons I left Costa Rica in September of 2007 was due to the lack of roads and zero skateboarding outside of San Jose, Costa Rica.

 

             Even though I was recuperating from a surgical procedure I took it upon myself to take the time to skateboard Hollywood, Los Angeles, California and not once and not ever did I come across one single organic Co-Op health food store.

 

             We (other tourists and me) spent time in Hollywood, Los Angeles and went and saw the La Brea Tar Pits, the subway and the garment district and downtown business district and television city and an hour drive to Venice Beach and Korea town and not once did I ever come across anything organic vegan. I searched far and wide.

 

             The first day in the Van Ness neighborhood I walked for about 1.5 miles in search of organic vegan foods and found a bagel shop or bakery shop and stopped there and bought a sandwich for $10.00 to eat none organic vegan.

 

             A ten dollar sandwich is extremely expensive especially when the bread isnÕt organic non-GMO gluten free, free trade or the vegetables arenÕt organic or the meats free range and cage free and no hormones or no antibiotics.

 

             On my first mid afternoon on my way back from the bakery I stopped into a local Òmom ÔnÕ popÓ shop in search of organic avocados and organic mangos and organic bananas and other basic kitchen items such as pots and pans and cooking spoons and none were to be found.

 

             No cookware was to be found in all of Los Angeles.

             How is this possible?

 

             My personal weekly goal became one in search of pots and pans and cookware and organic vegan foods since I was told California was the capitol (correction) of organic vegan culinary, except I found Mexico City culinary, circa 1994, the fourth time I visited Mexico.

 

             In the parts of Van Ness, Hollywood, Los Angeles, California I mainly found retired Russian American populations of incredibly kind and brusque Russian Americans in the same form as one finds retired kind and brusque communities of Russian Americans living in Loring Park, Minneapolis, MN.

 

             In the part of Van Ness, Hollywood, Los Angeles, California I mainly found working Mexican American family populations of incredibly kind and brusque Mexican Americans in the same form as one finds kind and brusque communities of Mexican Americans living off of Bloomington Avenue and Lake Street in Minneapolis, MN.

 

             In the Van Ness, Hollywood, Los Angeles, California neighborhood we (other tourists and myself) noticed Mexican children are given ÒCoca ColaÓ soda for breakfast or for early morning drinks.

 

             The other tourists and I almost lost our heads together.

             We talked about it.

 

             Hardly any single Mexican or Mexican American spoke English much less properly much less hardly any English.

 

             The Mexican American food was much, too, expensive for how dirty and dusty the food was.

 

             Absolutely no organic produce were to be found anywhere.

 

             The commercial produce IÕd bought was rotted. Immediately I threw it out. There was absolutely nothing more to be said or done for spending a small fortune on rotted vegetables and fruits.

 

             Anywhere we went (other tourists and me) we either had to pay a fortune to park, or another fortune for water or another fortune for commercial snacks such as basic sugar sodas or spend another small fortune to eat basic Vietnamese cuisine which in Minnesota two meals cost about $20.00.

 

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What about it?

 

             Yes, I fell in love with the basic and shallow sweetness of Hollywood, Los Angeles, CaliforniaÕs Mexicans who smiled at the drop of a hat, however, it was Mexicans or Latino men in their fifties and sixties who continually exuded 1970Õs sexual vibes and openly discussed my sexuality or my looks without my permission.

 

             Yes, I had to put the locals in their place and I conscientiously raised my voice at one local Latino while in front of the walls of Paramount Studios while Paramount held their cemetery party which I kept being invited to and no I didnÕt go even though I was given a proper invitation.

 

             Yes, I most absolutely did raise my voice whenever Latino men took it upon themselves to think they could openly speak about my vagina or sexuality. Au contraire.

 

             No, no one has any permission to speak about my vagina or sexuality. Absolutely, not.

 

             Anywhere I went in Los Angeles then half of the population of men asked me to marry them within ten minutes of meeting. Ha. Funny. Most men detest the very idea of marriage.

 

             Most women also detest the idea of marriage.

 

             Men didnÕt want to non-sexually date and go out for a drink or a meal. No.

 

             Men wanted me to go to the downtown, Los AngelesÕs court house and get married. No, thank you.

 

             For the most part Mexican women didnÕt like me and somehow I made such women insecure about their place in the world.

 

             The only thing which truly and continually gave me away in Los Angeles was the fact my clothes were of great and incredible Patagonia materials.

 

             Most of Los Angeles is dressed in extremely cheap materials and clothes made for warm weather.

 

             The Mexican women seemed threatened by my Latino American expressions and ability to get around L.A. even though it was nearly impossible to find shoe stores or pillow stores or jacket stores or kitchen ware or organics or vegan produce.

 

             The only reason IÕd live in Los Angeles is for the great weather except the streets smells of rotted food since itÕs warm and Los AngelesÕs municipal engineering department hasnÕt figured out how to come up with garbage cans for warm weather in ways in which one can eliminate terrible rotted street garbage odors.

 

             Most of Los Angeles smells like rotten food.

 

             Not once did I come across a recycling can in Los Angeles. I looked for them anywhere.

 

             Some places I skateboarded, I skateboarded ankle deep in garbage.

 

             Not once was I able to find any type of public clean water fountains or public restrooms or anything public and municipal friendly.

 

             There were no plazas or public places to convene.

 

             Los Angeles was pavement and more pavement and hardly any places to stop and shop or eat because the parking is absurd and the taxis are more expensive than the birth of a first born.

 

             Look: I fell in love with Los Angeles, Cali.

 

             More specifically I fell in love with Van Ness, Hollywood, Los Angeles, California.

 

             In one weekÕs stay I hardly ever heard any English or saw any Caucasians or black people. I only saw and heard and listened to Mexican Spanish.

 

             Although I was informed thereÕre higher homeless populations around Hollywood since thereÕs tourism and tourists are the only suckers who give away their money to the vagrants.

 

             No matter how much I want to get away from cold deadly frozen winters I donÕt want to deal with anything deadly or snakes or bugs or whatever wild life.

 

             No matter how much I love the flat pavements I still require to be able to skateboard to organic vegan Co-Ops.

 

             No matter how much I love the smiling people I still require to recycle and compost foods.

 

             No matter how much I love the weather most middle income earners can barely afford their housing and food in Los Angeles.

 

             No matter how much I love the vibe of Los Angeles most middle income earners can barely afford clean water to drink.

 

             The reality of Los Angeles is such a place in which is based on dreams and not founded or based upon reality and IÕm as real as people get. IÕm also hilarious and funny and can be vulgar. However, whatÕs the point to vulgar other than for shock value.

 

             Most of Los Angeles wantsÉ

                                                                                                                                                

             Yes, I belong in vegan organic country which is Minneapolis, MN.

 

             Yes, I belong in skateboard country which is Minneapolis, MN.

 

             Yes, I belong in none rotted vegetable country which is Minneapolis, MN.

 

             Yes, I belong where progress belongs which is any peaceful vegan organic gardening local movement.

            

 

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

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Wednesday, July 11, 2018

 

ÒYour friend has a friend, donÕt tell.Ó

 

(Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Pensive (thoughtful, serious)

 

Mother was in a pensive mood after I told her what had happened.

 

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 Dress.

 

First Impressions.

 

Chapter 26.

Page 320

 

First impressions are apt to be permanent; it is therefore of importance that they should be favorable. The dress of an individual is that circumstance from which you first form your opinion of him. It is even more prominent than manner. It is indeed the only thing which is remarked in a casual encounter, or during the first interview.

 

What style is to our thoughts, dress is to our persons. It may supply the place of more solid qualities, and without it the most solid are of little avail. Numbers have owed their elevation to their attention to the toilet. Place, fortune, marriage have all been lost by neglecting it.

 

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             Oh, Comely!

             By

             Neutral Milk Hotel

 

[Verse 1]

Oh comely, I will be with you when you lose your breath

Chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left

With some pretty, bright and bubbly terrible scene

That was doing her thing on your chest

But oh comely, it isn't as pretty as you'd like to guess

In your memory, you're drunk on your awe to me

It doesn't mean anything at all

 

[Verse 2]

Oh comely, all of your friends are all letting you blow

Bristling and ugly, bursting with fruits falling out from the holes

Of some pretty, bright, and bubbly friend

You could need to say comforting things in your ear

But oh comely, there isn't such one friend that you could find here

Standing next to me, he's only my enemy

I'll crush him with everything I own

 

[Chorus]

Say what you want to say

Hang for your hollow ways

Moving your mouth to pull out

All your miracles aimed for me

 

[Verse 3]

Your father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies

While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park

Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums

The music and medicine you needed for comforting

So make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving

And pluck all your silly strings, bend all your notes for me

Soft silly music is meaningful magical

The movements were beautiful, all in your ovaries

All of them milking with green fleshy flowers

While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines

Smelling of semen all under the garden

Was all you were needing when you still believed in me

 

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             Intellectual Think Tanks:

 

             No, IÕm not any type of concubine.

 

             No, IÕm not any type of intellectual concubine.

 

             No, IÕm not in any open relationship.

 

             No, I donÕt practice poly-amorous.

 

             No, IÕm not a nudist.

 

             No, no one gets to see my underwear. Thank you very much.

 

             Well, the only time when anyone has ever publically seen my underwear is when my underwear fell out of my dirty laundry bag at the LAX airport security, however by then IÕd already been X-rayed and barefoot without socks and without a belt and all of my change out of my pockets and my wallet separated from my body and my personals scanned.

 

             No, I donÕt believe in attending Òprostitution solons.Ó

 

             No, I donÕt attend ÒwritersÕ solons.Ó

 

             Yes, in the fall of 2004 I was asked why I didnÕt open up an ÒintellectualÓ Òthink tankÓ and none sexual Òmeeting of the minds.Ó

 

             The only answer I gave was this: Paraphrase: ÒÔThanks for asking. The main reason why I wonÕt ever open up any type of Òintellectual think tankÓ or none sexual intellectual writersÕ solon is because ultimately people are a liability. Plus I wouldnÕt want to have to host and be an intellectual adversary (challenger/opponent) at the same time. It would take, too, much energy.Õ Ó Silence from everyone in the room. Ok.

 

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             Neutral Milk HotelÕs Website:

 

             Fiber optic internet issues:

 

             Well, who knows what I did? I pressed some button and a warning sign came up for pornography. I had to shut down the computer and start the computer back up again.

 

             Possibly for the first time ever I went to a ÒNeutral Milk HotelÓ website since I went in search of lyrics of ÒOh, Comely.Ó

 

             No, I neither know anyone in the band Neutral Milk Hotel nor do I go out of my way to meet anyone from the band Neutral Milk Hotel.

 

             Absolutely I donÕt ever go out of my way to meet anyone rich or famous since most are quite eccentrics and we live worlds apart.

 

             Yes, IÕm considered a ÒregularÓ human and Citizen and Civilian. IÕm supposedly the most relaxed and calm human alive until IÕm not with good reason and logic or if violently or physically abused.

 

             The Neutral Milk Hotel website stated something about how Jeff Magnum (misspelling, please excuse me, I donÕt know) was (Blank English Word) after the success of their sophomore album.

 

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             The Famous Moon Walk:

 

             For the first time, three weeks ago my Muslim American friends showed me a music video with a one Mr. Michael Jackson and a live performance of Mr. Michael JacksonÕs famous ÒMoon Walk.Ó We watched in complete silence. It was incredible. We loved it all. How terrific.

 

             Yes, yes, IÕm aware Òeveryone and their grandmothers know Michael Jackson.Ó Ok.

 

             Personally, I didnÕt know a one Mr. Michael Jackson however people grew up with the Jackson family in Gary, Indiana.

 

             Yes, IÕve been aware of many stories since 2005 when we did an artist residency and documentary feature film about mature adult women of Gary, Indiana and their offspring. Thanks. Cheers.

 

             No, I havenÕt ever made time to go online and watch any live performances of Michael Jackson.

 

             INXS:

 

             This Sunday over online television I stumbled upon a band titled ÒINXSÓ and as a hyperbole expression I Ôalmost fell overÕ since I didnÕt know the band members were Caucasian males from who knows where? Ha.

 

             Is ÒINXSÓ truly Brit? No. Really. Ok. IÕll have to research where INXS is from. Perhaps, IÕll get around to this research in the next decade. Cheers.

 

             Oh, for one year I did indeed listen to INXS in either 1989 or 1990? Are these dates, right? Yes.

 

             Cassette Tapes:

 

             Ok. Well, continually over the summer months since 2010 IÕve placed a tape cassette into a tape deck to listen to the music on the tape cassette.

 

             On the tape cassette label and clear as day is one of my Sardinia, Italia siblingÕs handwriting from 1987? or 1992? or 1996? which says: ÒU-2 The Joshua Tree.Ó

 

             My Sardinian, Italian, Duluth, MN, New England, MA adopted sister now lives in Frankfurt, Germany and IÕve visited her and her family there.

             Unfortunately, itÕs finally arrived to my attention the entire tape cassette is blank.

 

             While I went about my responsibilities about the place not once and not ever did I hear any sound come out of the cassette tape player then when the tape wound to the end of the spool the tape player button switched itself off. Oh, well.

 

             Now, IÕll look for any type of cassette tape with ÒU2Õs The Joshua TreeÓ album.

 

             Personally, I donÕt think tape cassette music exists anymore.

 

             Well. Ok.

 

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Fictional Characters are Made-Up.

Regular People are Regular

 

No, regular people arenÕt fictional characters.

 

Television isnÕt real.

Fiction (imaginary writing) isnÕt real.

Rap videos arenÕt real.

Lyrics arenÕt real.

Poems arenÕt real.

Entertainment isnÕt real.

Movies arenÕt real.

Commercials arenÕt real.

Magic isnÕt real.

Mass media is manipulated.

AllÕs well.

AllÕs calm.

These are basic truths weÕve known since Ôthe age of fire.Õ

Fire is literally hot and real and burns.

Please, donÕt anyone play with fire. Thank you.

The WorldÕs a whole larger than Minnesota.

 

No, IÕm not cross eyed.

No, IÕm not Òretarded.Ó

The Native Americans

Say not to ever allow for oneÕs soul

To be stolen by photographs. I agree.

 

             Fictional (not real) characters in fiction writing or television sitcoms or commercials or otherwise storylines with sci-fi or childrenÕs tales or dragon stories arenÕt real people.

 

             What donÕt Americans understand about fictional characters?

 

             Fictional Characters are the following:

 

             ÒHelen of TroyÓ wasnÕt a real person.

 

             ÒHelen of TroyÓ is an imaginary character and not true.

 

             The imaginary storyline of ÒHelen of TroyÓ is about a fourteen or fifteen year old girl from Sparta who was kidnapped by Troy and raped then for a nine year ÒTrojan WarÓ Helen went to stay hidden and sheltered.

 

             ÒMr. DarcyÓ isnÕt a real person.

 

             ÒMr. DarcyÓ is an imaginary character and not true.

 

             ÒGeorgiana DarcyÓ isnÕt a real person.

 

             ÒGeorgiana DarcyÓ is an imaginary character and not true.

 

             The first time I was ever compared to the imaginary character ÒHelen of TroyÓ I was fifteen years of age and fully dressed without ever being touched at all I stood in a sunny professional commercial studio above a city while professional Caucasian business men fully dressed in suits held an hour long inquiry and asked me questions about my life, and also such men had asked to meet me when the men were in their forties and fifties and all agreed I was ÒHelen of TroyÓ which I had already read HomerÕs literary works therefore I said nothing. What was there to say?

 

             No, IÕm no ÒHelen of Troy.Ó

 

             WhatÕs the point of comparing a breathing human to a fictional imaginary character? There isnÕt.

 

             The comparison was, too, great and IÕve always known myself to be a Mayan peasant.

 

             The first time I was ever compared to the imaginary character ÒGeorgiana DarcyÓ was in the fall of 2000 when my organic vegan New England, MA blue blood non-sexual Harvard former boyfriends told me I reminded them of kind ÒGeorgiana DarcyÓ yet I hold the hardened and calloused exterior of imaginary character ÒMr. DarcyÓ since then IÕve been nicknamed ÒMr. Darcy.Ó

 

             Although for the most part the Ôinside jokeÕ is IÕm supposedly as ÒsweetÓ ÒGeorgiana Darcy.Ó

 

             People have told me I ought to have been born a man.

 

             People have told me I Ôthink like a manÕ yet IÕm Ôall woman.Õ

 

             No, IÕm no ÒGeorgiana Darcy.Ó

 

             No, IÕm no ÒMr. Darcy.Ó

 

             WhatÕs the point of comparing a breathing human to any fictional imaginary characters? There isnÕt.

 

             The comparison was, too, great and IÕve always known myself to be a Mayan peasant.

 

             Ò ÔAside from being compared to a fictional character, youÕre the type of woman who men would go to war for. No wonder youÕre so calm and relaxed.ÕÓ He said.

 

             Thanks. Silence from me.

 

             ÒThe other thing you are is a sea turtle.

             You take your sweet time.Ó                                                                          

 

             ÒPlease, join us in Ôa meeting of the minds.ÕÓ

 

             ÒWhat are you doing sitting there?Ó

 

             Laughter. On my part.

 

             ÒEither talk or sing.Ó

 

             ÒNo, thank you.Ó

 

             ÒOk. IÕll participate as Ôimpartial judge.ÕÓ

 

 

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

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Tuesday, July 10, 2018

 

ÒIn good times itÕs good to talk: in bad times, not to.Ó

 

 (Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Polemical (involving controversy, disputing)

 

He loved to argue some polemical subject.

 

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A book: ÒManners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home TrainingÓ By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

 Dress.

 

Bathing Costumes.

 

Chapter 26.

Page 341-342 

 

The bathing-dress should be made of flannel. A soft gray tint is the neatest, as it does not soon fade or grow ugly from contact with salt water. It may be trimmed with bright worsted braid. The best style is a loose sacque or the yoke waist, both of them to be belted in and falling about midway between the knee and the ankle. Full trowsers gathered into a band at the ankle, an oilskin cap to protect the hair, which becomes harsh in the salt water, and socks of the color of the dress complete the costume.

 

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Irritated with ÒHelen of TroyÓ

 

Ok. Eventually IÕll get into the

Verbal Chess

Game, Set, Match.

 

No, I donÕt consider myself ÒHelen of Troy.Ó

Absolutely, not.

 

No, IÕm not running for Governor of any State.

 

Yes, for twenty years,

People ask me to run for Governor

No, thank you.

 

Yes, for thirty years

People tell me

IÕm either ÒHelen of TroyÓ or brilliant

Thank you.

 

Yes, in Minnesota

As of July 9, 2018

People have begun

To call me ÒEinsteinÓ

 

No, I donÕt ever consider myself to be ÒEinstein.Ó

No, I donÕt ever consider myself to be ÒHelen of TroyÓ

 

             Weekly, anytime I mow lawns in the daytime then in the early hours of the evening around 9:00pm my body feels as though my thighs ran half a mile through thick mud. Ha. Wonderful.

 

             The last time I ran through thick mud was in fall of 2003 on the Gunflint Trail, Grand Marais, MN.

 

             Yes, whenever I ÒrelaxÓ in mixed company then I get quiet and peaceful and enjoy intelligent back-and-forth banter amongst peaceful parties.

 

             Personally, I do stay out of conversations, however.

 

             Since 1990, I personally stay out of intellectual banter even though itÕs my favorite types of communications. I stay out of intellectual banter since IÕm English as a Second Language adult.

 

             Last night, I lost a friend a small fortune in verbal chess.

 

             Yes, I lost the game by choosing not to play. Ha.

 

             Not playing verbal chess isnÕt an option any longer.

 

             People have decided to throw me into the intellectual verbal chess game of debate and food bets and watch me swim. Ok.

 

             Yes, the first organic food bet I ever made was fall of 2006 and I bet one organic mango. I lost the bet and brought in one organic mango to share for everyone to eat and we did.

 

             People have become stinking angry with me for choosing to platonically and none sexually to literally dance fully dressed on dance floors (once per decade) or quietly sit by while I keep myself from laughing out loud at the intelligent banter amongst peaceful parties.

 

             On average while we socialize, people or guests or hosts either assume IÕm not having a good time or assume IÕm uncomfortable or assume IÕm not having fun or assume IÕm easily offended. Au contraire. IÕm a writer.

 

             Most writers have read or directly been told the horrors of life therefore we think mostly lifeÕs hilarious and fun.

 

             Yes, if Mozart was truly as ÒcheekyÓ as Mozart is depicted in one particular film then without ever being physically cheeky IÕve developed a cheeky sense of humor and attitude about most anything in life.

 

             ItÕs obvious I want to laugh out loud at stupid ideals and stupid ideas and incorrect word usage, however.

 

             Americans take themselves extremely seriously therefore itÕs best not to ever laugh out loud since Americans can instantaneously switch the conversation from driving tests to deaths in the family to personal lectures on being a good guest. Ha. I donÕt crack a smile. I donÕt dare.

 

             English is nearly impossible to get right.

 

             Since the second weekend in June 2017 IÕve received majorly extensive nearly hour long lectures from Caucasian-Minnesotans and Mexican-Minnesotan Americans and black-Minnesotan American men about how I ought to converse and interact with people rather than either dance all night long or go quiet and relaxed without much verbal input from me.

 

             People tell me itÕs not fair to have ÒEinsteinÓ or ÒHelen of TroyÓ or mature adult ÒGeorgiana DarcyÓ in the room as any other guest and hardly ever have ÒEinsteinÓ say anything more than a few mere words or greetings to other guests then concentrate on my own thing of quietly go about checking out the food and drinks and quietly listening to othersÕ debates and stories.

 

             People and hosts want me to get into the game and play Òimpartial judge.Ó Oh, I donÕt want to.

 

             What if I make the wrong call in verbal chess? Ha.

 

             Ok. IÕll play peaceful and non violent and impartial judge.

 

             As of last nightÕs one-on-one forty minute lecture (11:00pm-11:40pm) on being a good guest: ItÕs been implored upon me to be an Òimpartial judgeÓ and jump right into the conversation at anytime no matter what since the sexless verbal chess gameÕs on. Ok.

 

             Usually, on average it takes me about one decade (ten years) to get up the energy and stamina to have awesome and heated debates and back-and-forth intellectual banter to be sassy still yet mainly not to ever have any strangers or acquaintances or guests have their emotions or feelings hurt specifically not by me or get offended by any means since the last aspect in my life is not to ever go out of my way to purposely offend or hurt anyone since I donÕt ever go out of my way to hurt anyone for any reason and itÕs obvious to anyone unless theyÕre dead.

 

             On average it takes me about one decade for people to get comfortable with me since most of the time whenever people first meet me then people assume IÕm an undercover police officer.

 

             Only police officers and Caucasian people shake hands.

 

             Yes, only Caucasian doctors or prominent higher education Caucasian or black business men want to shake my hand. I have terrible aim. I have terrible eye hand coordination. However, I have great balance therefore I skateboard. No, I donÕt shake hands unless in debate form or conversation.

 

             No, IÕm not an undercover police officer. IÕm not.

 

             Yes, IÕve been told to become governor since IÕm non judgmental and relaxed and playful and fun and legally mischievous. 

 

             Yes, IÕve been told the partyÕs where IÕm at. Thanks.

 

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ÒFinger It, To Figure it outÓ

A Twenty-Five

Free Form

Stanza Poem

By

Mr. San Diego and Mr. Boston, MA

 

             The entire of north, Minneapolis, MN and Uptown, Minneapolis, MN and the West Bank, Minneapolis, MN or the Seward neighborhood of Minneapolis, MN or the Midway of Minneapolis, MN or Summit Avenue of St. Paul, MN knows IÕm incredibly relaxed yet proper and hold a high tolerance for patience and hardly ever swear unless IÕm incredibly comfortable in particular company of friends and their friends who literally understand I wonÕt ever literally throw any dishware against the walls or I wonÕt ever flip any tables in anger or I wonÕt ever get out of control and hurt anyone.

 

             The world knows IÕm an incredibly physically peaceful human therefore the world and I hang out.

 

             Although, IÕve been told by Caucasian Minnesota higher education males in their forties, fifties and sixties whenever I get pissing raging angry at sexual assault or plain rudeness without any consideration for life or death situations then I mainly have a mouth, however, not the temper to go with it. I calm right down then itÕs over and done with and moving on and next.

 

             In the past IÕve gotten angry and screamed and yelled whenever Caucasian higher educated men have had the audacity and told me I would make a Òterrible mother.Ó

 

             ÔPut a fork right into my left shoulderÕ why donÕt you?

 

             Yes, in the past IÕve allowed myself to become angry as the dickens and yelled into phones or texts still yet thereÕs the extent of my anger with words and only words since mostly other Minnesota women do have and do get physically violent and cause literal property damage whenever Caucasian women are stinking angry at or specifically with men.

 

             Caucasian higher educated MinnesotaÕs men tell me whenever I get angry with them then I have Òa sailorÕs mouth.Ó Yep.

 

             However, usually I disguise my ÒsailorÕs mouthÓ to the best of my abilities and hardly ever swear for any reason at all.

 

             Although, who doesnÕt love to swear? I love to swear.

 

             ÒGeneration XÓ grew up swearing up a storm.

 

             Not utilizing swear words in a modern era is almost like near complete silence which silence isnÕt anything anyoneÕs ever after in conversations unless one hangs out amongst family or friends or strangers then one can go completely silent and not mind it.

 

             Mainly, IÕve been told IÕm one of the least threatening people anyone has ever met thus hosts will take it upon themselves to guard me and protect me from their friends, families and peoples for as long as they possibly can.

 

             On my end IÕve agreed to the same terms and conditions.

 

             Mainly, people know I donÕt cheat or borrow or steal or lie.

 

             Yes, recently on July 3rd, 2018 I partook as an Òimpartial judgeÓ in peaceful debate and my verbal chess skills were handed to me when one San Diego, CA and Boston, MA Muslim American guest gave the performance of a life time and went ahead and cried fake tears while he twisted truth into lie.

 

             It was the best Ôparty trickÕ IÕve ever seen. Bravo. I totally fell for it like a sucker. Truly, it was splendid. What an award winning performance. It was an Oscar award winning performance.

 

             My host had to tell the guest to come out with it and eventually tell me the truth or they would come to blows.

 

             The guest told me it wasnÕt true and he made himself cry fake tears. I was stunned and stupefied. It was astonishing how far he was willing to take his debate and performance simply to win the argument aboutÉ

 

             The guest informed me he came from Hollywood, however, not once or not ever has he ever been paid to be any type of professional actor. Hooray.

 

             Yes, the gentleman is a business man with government contracts. Best of wishes.

 

              ÒAre you horny?Ó He asked me before the guest and I parted ways.

 

             ÒNo, not particularly.Ó I said. ÒNo, IÕm not horny.Ó Ok.

 

             Yes, IÕm always present since twenty years of Sanskrit visual mediation in the Lotus Position to dissolve tumors is a practice in which one does get reoccurring orgasms without ever touching oneself. The rush is incredible without having to masturbate.

 

             Why do hosts get easily irritated and annoyed by my lack of communications? IÕm peacefully hanging out. I keep my clothes on and tend to eat snacks or drink tea.

 

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DonÕt you get it?

You always win.

 

The way you use English

Automatically makes you the winner.

 

No oneÕs as kind as you or as direct as you are

 

EveryoneÕs trying to copy your speech patterns.

Everyone wants to be as genuine as you are.

However, coming face-to-face with you,

Reminds people how off the mark they are.

 

YouÕre the party.

 

Please, donÕt be offended.

 

IÕm not offended.

Otherwise, IÕd tell you to your face.

Ha.

 

Then speak up and get into the game.

Ok.

            

             Yes, most people know IÕm not into fame or fortune.

 

             Yes, most people know IÕm a ÒregularÓ Citizen and Civilian.

 

             Yes, most people consider me the most ÒregularÓ person alive until I speak then people want me to continue to speak even when I say, ÒIÕm done speaking and I have nothing more to say.Ó

 

             Yes, since 2014 people tell me to find a business muse and get inspired and get going and open up a prosperous company and successful business because IÕm the type of person who doesnÕt change personalities and is constantly peaceful and relaxed while mostly anyone else loses their brains over tiny little things.

 

             Yes, people tell me itÕs obvious I detest money since I think moneyÕs dirty and goldÕs heavy and not able to carry anywhere when one runs errands.

 

             Yes, people tell me they know IÕm a ÒregularÓ person however in conversation IÕm fun and a burst of Òsunshine.Ó

 

             People tell me I need a business and quick.

 

             However, I donÕt know what type of business to run.

 

             The only thing I can think of is to write speeches or to hold safe and peaceful fun and playful debate in mixed company.

 

             Even some of the wealthiest of men have been denied romantic none sexual dates with me because such men at the end of a long evening of Costa Rican oysters and expensive champagne have lost their courage and confidence to directly and straight forward ask me to join them in their suites for strictly a night cap and beautiful intellectual banter without any sexual intercourse.

 

             For years, IÕve wondered if I could open up a none sexual intellectual saloon or intellectual laid back Ôthink tankÕ to have a Òmeeting of the mindsÓ with all types of respectful and intelligent peoples. Nothing cheesy, though.

 

             Yes, IÕve wondered if I could host none sexual intellectual relaxed and peaceful and none violent and organic vegan foods and parties as an intellectual host rather than a sexual concubine.

 

             Yes, people tell me even though by Western modern standards IÕm considered ÒuglyÓ this is a great compliment since itÕs nearly impossible not to notice me at a party or gathering or event or get-together when I go about extremely quietly and think no one notices me. ÒWe all notice you. ItÕs nearly impossible not to notice you.Ó

 

             People tell me if I build an artistic business or intellectual ÒsaloonÓ or party or gathering then people would attend from all over mainly to meet with me and converse with me and peacefully hang out without sexual intercourse.

 

             Yes, if I were to become an extremely loud Italian then itÕs only when IÕm testing the room and my friends have been spiritually tested so often they simply call it a night and go home.

 

             My weaknesses are my strengths.

 

             My strengths are debilitating.

 

             My weakness mostly is anyone thinks IÕm retarded.

 

             Let them believe oneÕs weaknesses prevail. Ok.

 

             Cheers.

 

 

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

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Weekly Word Count: 2,306

 

Thursday, July 5, 2018

 

ÒIf you bring suspicion on yourself, donÕt condemn anyone who thinks ill of you.Ó

 

 (Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Encroach (to trespass, to intrude, to enter upon anotherÕs property or rights)

 

We tried not to encroach upon the rights of our neighbors.

 

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Dress for Evening Call.

 

Chapter 26.

Page 336 

 

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Last night, I was sexually harassed

East Lake Calhoun, MN

W. 36th St. and S. James Avenue

 

Corrupt Millennial

Somali Muslim Americans

Relocated to E. Lake Calhoun PKWY, MPLS, MN

 

Cocaine Addicts and Sexual Predators and Alcoholics

 

             Nope, I donÕt know where to beginÉ

 

             Disclaimer: Yes, IÕm a Ònone believerÓ (non Muslim) friend of only one peaceful Muslim American ÒGeneration XÓ and ÒMillennial GenerationÓ suburban Twin Cities, MN offspring of a father engineer to the United Nations.

 

             Social Disclaimer: Yes, once one turns 18 years of age then one becomes a fully legal adult and fully responsible for their actions and one must be legal abiding Citizens and Civilians as well as good neighbors and excellent family members and always care and respect and love for oneÕs family before any friendships.

 

             ÒFamilyÕs everything.Ó

 

             Friendships are a way to keep oneself from being lonely.

 

             Only cocaine users believe lifeÕs like high school. Wrong.

 

             Only cocaine users believe lifeÕs like a porn film. Wrong.

 

             For the past three years (2015-2018) IÕve been well informed about how Portland, Maine holds a serious problem with Millennial Somali Muslim Americans as either sexual predators or severe alcoholics or brute gangster Òwanna-beÕsÓ or none gangsters yet with a high crime rate of convictions of criminal acts or physical violence or brutality or hate crimes or property damage.

 

              No, I donÕt know whatÕs the matter with this specific Millennial Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American demographics in their twenties (21-28 young alcoholic parents) Òwho arenÕt getting any youngerÓ and the women wear their Hijabs and innocently act playful as Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American Millennial women who are considered Òsexual freaksÓ by their male counterparts and the women are willing and prepared to be objectified to being treated as sex workers or worse however the women donÕt get paid for the sex work to practically get raped or chocked or some or other form of physical abuse directly attributed to sexual misconduct and corruption.

 

             Legally without mentioning any names here IÕve been given a list of Millennial Portland, Maine Somali American women who work with children and in their private sector lives allow for the Millennial Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American men to choke and Ôdate rapeÕ the women as though lifeÕs a porn film. What a lame horse. Whatever. Lost Causes.

 

             Go back home to Portland, Maine because no oneÕs doing E. Lake Calhoun or Uptown, MPLS, MN any favors.

 

              Finally, I found out the root of the problem due to gang violence in Uptown, MN which is mainly contributed by the uneducated rich parentsÕ of the implants or transports or relocated Millennial Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American private Ôdate rapistÕ populations who introduced E. Lake Calhoun, MPLS, MN to ingrate Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American penniless broke brute Òwanna-beÓ gangster alcoholics and cocaine addicts and sexual predators with criminal records.

 

             The common factor between the E. Lake Calhoun, MN relocated Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American Millennial populous and relocated 35th and E. Lake Street, Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American criminal populous is their love for severe alcoholism and cocaine use and sexual predators and criminal records which one demographics is supplier and the other demographics is demand.

 

             What a bunch of ingrates.

             What a bunch of inbreeds.

             What a bunch of perverts.

             What a bunch of creeps.

 

             Portland, MaineÕs Somali Muslim American parents require for their Millennial offspring to return home to Portland, Maine and redeem themselves before such Millennial sexual predators of the uneducated and rich Somali Muslim AmericansÕ physically violent Millennial ingrates either gets sued or murdered or get innocent bystanders raped.

 

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Rotten Apples or Brain Damage or Plain Rude

 

             Over the Fourth of July 2018 we made plans to meet at 4:00pm as my platonic and none sexual specific Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American surrogate brothers and I made specific plans to meet up and relax and celebrate at home with no traffic jams or weirdoes or alcoholics who canÕt hold their liquor and vomit or otherwise.

 

             No show from one of our family members. We waited until 7:00pm to call and make sure our family member wasnÕt dead or raped or jumped or robbed.

 

             Three weeks ago one of our Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American platonic brothers was robbed by one of his supposed quasi female friend then the next day our immature brother told us he might be interested in the woman who robbed him. What.

 

             Yesterday, 7:30pm rolled around and I made a direct call to my platonic and none sexual surrogate Millennial Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American brother.

 

             A disruptor of my brotherÕs answered our brotherÕs phone and explained to me how it was the disrupterÕs birthday. I wished the disruptor a happy birthday as I tasted sour saliva in my mouth.

 

             My platonic brother wasnÕt able to answer his own phone since he was Òblacked outÓ or Òpassed outÓ and drunk in the backseat of this demeaning manÕs car. What.

 

             The birthday disruptor who answered the phone has a history of getting my platonic and none sexual surrogate Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American Millennial brother either landed in jail for public urination or drunk driving and gotten DUIÕs and have had to deal with Sheriffs and the list goes on as of this January 24th, 2018.

 

              Each Monday my platonic Portland, Maine Somali Muslim American Millennial brother gets paid from the pizza shop in north, Minneapolis.

 

             Each Monday and Tuesday our brother spends all of his money on liquor for his terrible and rotten quasi wanna-be gangster friends then our brother comes home to the suburbs for the rest of the week and complains and verbally harasses and cries and is cruel against the rest of his family for stupidly spending his earnings on his loser friends who donÕt ever watch out for the well being or the best interest of our brotherÕs heart.

 

             Anytime, anything happens then we go and literally bail out our brother from jail or give him rides at 7:15am to and fro community service for DUIÕs or we talk him down off the ledge from depressive and cruel talk about how our brother hates us and heÕs going to get his male friends to ÒjumpÓ us or beat up our very own law abiding siblings. What.

 

             Our brother tells us how much he hates us and how boring we are and how he can barely stand to look at us and how we ruin his life even though we stay clear out of his way.

 

             Personally, IÕve only seen this type of extreme mood swings amongst cocaine users.

 

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Occurrence of Events

 

             Last night at 8:22pm we left our driveway in the suburbs to head to the McDonaldÕs on E. Lake Street to wait for a birthday disruptor to meet us there to drop off and pick up our drunken and Òpassed outÓ brother. No Show.

 

             Over the phone the birthday disruptor driving around drunk told us he left the McDonaldÕs on E. Lake Street and went back to Emerson in north, Minneapolis which we had more or less come from Emerson and north, Minneapolis. What.

 

             The drunken driving birthday disruptor told us to meet him at the parking lot of E. Lake Calhoun PKWY on W. 36th Street and Richfield Rd, or E. Lake Calhoun. We did.

 

             We waited until 9:23pm to once more text and let the misbehaving parties know our location or (20.) No show.

 

             Finally at 10:00pm the drunken driving birthday party showed up and parked on the west end of ÒBde Make SkaÓ Parkway and refused to get out of the car and return with us back home where itÕs safe and wonderful and comfortable.

 

             By 10:15pm the drunken driving birthday party drove away from us and headed up the hill on W. 36th Street and took the first left turn onto S. James Avenue and parked and about thirty Millennial Somali Muslim American young parents drunkenly made their way to the middle of the block of S. James Avenue to continue to ÒallegedlyÓ snort cocaine and continue to get inebriated.

 

             Our family got out of the car and family members verbally disagreed with each other while our millennial brother smelled like a complete entire bottle of hard liquor oozing out of all of the pores in his body.

 

             Our brother was beyond drunk. Our brother was Ômentally illÕ with excessive and deadly levels of alcohol in the bloodstream. I was surprised to see our brother much less stand up while he swore and screamed at his very own family while five other Somali men threatened to jump the sober brother of the drunken brother.

 

             None of the other Somali men hit or hurt the sober Somali brother because I think mostly anyone around knew there would be some serious ramifications and consequences to pay and with a camera phone I wouldÕve recorded the entire bloody and nasty mess.

 

             The mostly peaceful Somali men split up and walked away and left the two Somali brothers and the drunken brotherÕs Boston, MA and Worcester, MA (literal ghetto) drunken former criminal friend to get into our car and letÕs go.

 

             Our drunken Somali brother had accidently left his phone with the birthday disrupter and once we were in our car then the drunken Somali brother whined and complained for me to stop the car and let him out. I had no intentions to stop a moving vehicle with incredible amounts of traffic all around and let him out.

 

             The only reason why I didnÕt let him out was to prove to our drunken Somali brother I wasnÕt any type of taxi service.

 

             What a waste of valuable time.

 

             We existed unto a highway ramp from Uptown, MN near the Basilica we drove 394 to 100 North and safely made it home even though near the Cub store my drunken Somali brother threatened to jump out of the moving vehicle while I drove at exactly 60 miles per hour. No way. My brother went to shake the handle and I reamed him out and yelled a good lecture on civility however my voice was constantly on the verge of laughter therefore I couldnÕt pull off the gravitas of my words.

 

             We arrived at our driveway at 11:00pm.

 

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One Continual Hour of Sexual Harassment

            

             When I parked I told everyone to get out of the vehicle.

 

             The Worcester, MA extra drunken passenger weÕd picked up by mistake or chance or as a hanger-on told me he would truly appreciated if he could be dropped off at Emerson and Broadway north by the arts center and I agreed.

 

             When we arrived at the McDonaldÕs near the intersection of Emerson and Broadway in north Minneapolis then the complete waste of time for a passenger told me he didnÕt ever say he wanted to be dropped off there and to please drop him back off to W. 36th St. and S. James Avenue.

 

             Per as I was taught not to ever leave anyone drunk or otherwise on the streets because if drunken people were to hypothetically Òdenounced deadÓ then some legal responsibilities could be taken upon or against any parties involved in leaving anyone defenseless and drunk anywhere by themselves much less without a cell phone on their persons.

 

             Yes, I patiently explained to him he had specifically specified to be driven to Emerson and north Broadway. I did drive there. He told me he wasnÕt getting out of the car. Ok. I didnÕt want to argue.

 

             Back to Lagoon in Uptown, Mpls, MN and to E. Calhoun Parkway and up the street to W. 36th Street and S. James Avenue.

 

             We arrived at such a previous particular destination and the place was dark and the street was empty of cars. Everyone had left and gone.

 

             Immediately, I parked the car and the young man said to me, ÒCan I kiss you?Ó

 

             ÒNot unless you want to get punched in the face.Ó I said.

 

             ÒIÕm going to kiss you.Ó He told me.

 

             ÒNo, thank you. If you kiss me then there will be serious consequences for you tonight.Ó

 

             ÒCome on let me kiss you.Ó The Somali with feces breath told me.

 

             ÒNo.Ó I bluntly reiterated.

 

             ÒCan I use your phone?Ó he asked.

 

             ÒNo, I forgot my cell with my brothers back at home.Ó As I immediately explained to the man then my phone rang and my platonic and sober brother called and briefly we spoke together and I told him my exact location.

 

             When I hung up the line then I immediately turned the car around at the driveway of 3534 S. James Avenue since the young drunken Somali Worcester, MA American man didnÕt have his cell on him and he didnÕt know any of his contact numbers and needed to get on ÒSnap chatÓ to find his contacts, however. I donÕt have ÒSnap chatÓ on my phone and then we wouldÕve needed to register the phone and this and the other and sign up for an account. Ridiculous.

 

             When I parked the car then I turned the car off and got out of the car with car keys in hand and sat down on the curb and smoked an American Spirit cigarette while the young man utilized my cell phone and began to fondle his private parts and stopped reading my phone and from the glow of the cell phone he looked directly at me and said, ÒletÕs fuck.Ó

 

             ÒNo, thank you. Find your phone numbers, letÕs call your people then letÕs go.Ó

 

             Only did I stand up from the curve because the Worcester, MA man told me he could barely work my phone and to please help him. I did help him out with my cell.

 

             ÒDo you fuck?Ó he asked.

            

             ÒEveryone fucks.Ó I said.

 

             ÒYes. But do you fuck?Ó He asked again.

 

             ÒPlease, donÕt ask me such questions.Ó I said.

 

             ÒDo you have children?Ó He casually asked as though he were asking for the time or talking about the weather.

 

             Continuously I looked at the glowing screen on my phone to somehow sign up for ÒSnap chat.Ó I stalled.

 

             ÒNo, we werenÕt blessed with children.Ó I answered.

 

             ÒWho? You and your husband?Ó He wanted to know.

 

             ÒYes.Ó I said to make matters simple.

 

             ÒWhy not?Ó He pressed on.

 

             ÒWe werenÕt blessed with children because on-and-off for nine years IÕve been living with tumors. No, IÕm not dying from tumors. Yes, IÕm living with tumors. IÕm extremely healthy.Ó I bluntly said.

 

             ÒOh.Ó Finally he went silent.

 

             Whenever one replies bluntly then itÕs mainly to always end any type of personal remarks spoken about anyone present in conversation.

 

             Personal curiosity in othersÕ conversation specifically personal remarks made about anyone present which can either come from ignorance or arrogance or straight forward nature to want to know personally about another person when itÕs no oneÕs business to know anything about anything especially when parties approximately met about two hours earlier.

 

             Once people get personal with me then all IÕm doing is to quickly change the subject.

 

             He told me to forget ÒSnap chatÓ.

 

             He got back into the car and the man from Worcester, MA took off his pants and I told him to put his pants back on and he did. He didnÕt have any choice. He reclined all the way back on the front passenger seat then again touched himself.

 

             Twice we called his momÕs phone number.

 

             We set on course to drive to E. Lake Calhoun to 35th E. Lake Street to drop off the drunken and inappropriate Somali sexual harasser convict from Worcester, MA, 28 year old man and father of a small daughter and son.

 

             Also a father who told me the most grotesque things he does to Somali Muslim American Millennial women and the women are willing to put up with misogynists and physical abuse with rough intercourse and date rape and choke and strangulation of the young women and the women love it and take it up the ass.

 

             What a bunch of corrupt Somali Muslim American millennial sexual predators.

 

 

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

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Weekly Word Count: 1,514 + 1,526 = 3,040 + 2,711 = 5,751

 

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

 

ÒThe heart does not mean everything the tongue utters.Ó

 

 (Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Veracity (truthfulness, honesty)

 

Her veracity was not doubted because she was a truthful woman.

 

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 Dress.

 

Never Dress Above Your Station.

 

Chapter 26.

Page 328 

 

Never dress above your station; it is a grevious mistake, and leads to great evils, besides being the proof of an utter want of taste.

 

Care more for the nice fitting of your dress than for its material. An ill-made silk is not equal in its appearance to the plainest material well made.

 

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             Yes, IÕm one citizen and civilian writer/blogger/diarist/journals.

 

             No, Citizen writers and Civilian writers and Citizen bloggers and Civilian bloggers donÕt usually ever publically write lies since CitizensÕ and CiviliansÕ nonfiction/diary/journal writingÕs done under oath to the best of oneÕs knowledge and ability to write to the best of oneÕs memory which memory mostly always serves people wrong and communications can easily get Òlost in translationÓ then miscommunications happen and peoplesÕ feelings get hurt and people either get sad or mad or angry then get over the hurt and move on and let go.

 

             Yes, IÕm excellent at letting go of any negative emotions since I work. I work. I work. I donÕt have time to sit around and play imaginary make-believe day-dreaming games about how or when someday IÕll be Òrich and famousÓ then brag about how IÕll hypothetically will save the entire world and purchase other peoplesÕ houses since I only have $2.50 in my checking bank account and the lawns were cut yesterday and large appliance items stickered ready to be picked up for the public city municipal workers at 7:30am this morning.

 

             Wet rugs seem heavier to lift than tree branches.

             Wet rugs are heavier than anything else.

 

             Yes, all and/or any writers are biased from their ÒsubjectiveÓ points of views.

 

             ÒSubjectiveÓ translates into Òbias.Ó

 

             No one is Òobjective.Ó

             ThereÕs no such thing as ÒobjectiveÓ humans.

 

             All humans are biased in their opinions therefore Òsubjective.Ó

 

             WhatÕs literary ÒspinÓ?

 

             ÒSpinÓ isnÕt about lies. No.

 

             In writing ÒspinÓ is the facts of who, what, where, when, how and possibly why.

 

             Nonetheless, literary ÒspinÓ is either about ÒpositiveÓ or ÒnegativeÓ tone of written voice in perspective which is acceptable and ÒspinÓ is nothing to cry over.

 

             The most ÒcruelÓ places on Earth are writersÕ workshops therefore when ever any writers are ready to publically write Òunder an umbrellaÓ or platform then workshop writers are ready and capable of Òthick skinsÓ no matter whatÕs said or written about the writersÕ work and writersÕ opinions.

 

             ÒSpinÓ is like throwing a curve ball whether the batter likes it or not yet curve balls are legal in the game of baseball since curve balls take skill and talent to learn.

 

             ÒSpinÓ is usually ÒnegativeÓ in nature.

 

             However, ÒspinÓ can be positive which is worse to get ÒpositiveÓ spin mainly since itÕs considered condescending and patronizing.

 

             No, creative writing has nothing to do with the presidency.

 

             Creative writing has nothing to do with ÒnarrativeÓ.

 

             ÒNarrativeÓ is to drive the story forward.

 

             Facts are to cement the ÒnarrativeÓ in storyline format of beginning, middle and end.

 

             If any presidents were to act or speak such as modern Citizens Civilians do then neither are any presidents equipped nor ready for Civics duty much less get up on any platform and deliver quasi cruel speeches about illegal silent immigration encampments or blatant racial discriminatory remarks or inflammatory remarks about the Free Press or the destruction of the world.

 

             No, IÕm not a Òhater player.Ó Nope.

 

             What donÕt people get about critical writing?

 

             Yes, I studied years and years about the art of critical theory and argumentation in debate and speech which mainly is writing.

 

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MinnesotaÕs White Privilege

            

             Yes, legalize all narcotics and street drugs.

 

             Yes, legalize all sex work for healthier outcomes.

 

             Yes, legalize polygamy since the country is already there.

 

             Yes, legalize Ònudism.Ó

 

             Yes, legalize poly-amorous.

 

             However, leave me out of it.

 

             Why MinnesotaÕs higher education middle income earning Caucasian nudist ÒhippiesÓ and nudist friends insist upon their ÒvictimhoodÓ when Ôpeople of colorÕ get angry with Caucasians who rarely worry about real death threats of physical violence by the hands of the police, doctors or nurses or EMTÕs?

 

             Why do MinnesotaÕs higher education middle income earning Caucasian nudist ÒhippiesÓ and nudist friends insist on mutually consenting to sexual intercourse with each othersÕ best friends without condoms and lie about condom use?

 

             Why do MinnesotaÕs higher education middle income earning Caucasian nudist ÒhippiesÓ and nudist friends insist the same laws apply to Caucasians as laws are applied to Ôpeople of colorÕ when harsh action and harsh laws only apply to Ôpeople of colorÕ?

 

             Why do MinnesotaÕs higher education middle income earning Caucasian nudist ÒhippiesÓ and friends insist for Ôpeople of colorÕ to constantly and continually go around making apologies about moot points and moot issues and inconsequential nothings?

 

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Lecture of a Lifetime

 

             If oneÕs privileged enough to get away with only one single lecture of a lifetime then oneÕs lucky enough not to get sued.

 

             Yes, since 1995 my Minnesota family members and Minnesota friends have more or less all been nudists in front of each other and in front of me and not once has any skin shown ever bothered me.

 

             The only time I ever get bothered is when as a proper guest IÕm personally asked to cook.

 

             If my food doesnÕt taste exactly the way other people want my food to taste like their food then people tear me down or belittle me or berate me and tell me IÕve been ÒbrainwashedÓ by the racially discriminatory suburbs not to be able to cook as my hosts wish for me to cook exactly as they do.

 

             We were taught thereÕs no such thing as ÒbrainwashingÓ unless thereÕs a willing participant and IÕm not Òbrainwashed.Ó I quite well know the difference between my head and my rear end.

 

             No matter how much ÒWhite PrivilegedÓ Minnesotans literally howl at the moon and serve and eat meals naked I donÕt flinch and I donÕt ever make myself uncomfortable around nakedness or orgies or not.

 

             No, I havenÕt ever and not once partaken in any orgies.

 

             No, I havenÕt ever and not once partaken in any threesomes.

 

             Yes, IÕm aware most modern peoples are in Òopen marriagesÓ or Òopen relationshipsÓ with multiple sexual partners.

 

             Yes, the Muslim men are allotted four Muslim wives at once.

 

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Spiritual Vs. Cruel

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women whoÕve literally asked me to insert tampons into their vaginas. No, thank you. I had to walk away.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women whoÕve literally asked me to wipe their rear ends. No, thank you. I had to walk away.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women whoÕve ever literally asked me for money and contacts.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women whoÕve ever literally treated me as their personal assistants while shopping or in any grocery stores.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who run around naked in the woods or at beaches or at cabin parties.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who are able and allowed to continually for weeks and months and years scream and yell at the top of their lungs whenever such women get uppity about their place and station in the world.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who think such women can tell me who I am and how I feel in my body riddled with tumors.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who speak for five straight hours about themselves and their frustrations to men and hardly ever take a pause or a break or ever takes genuine interest in others.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who seem to believe lifeÕs a game and such women are inside the pages of the novel ÒGone with the Wind.Ó

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who live in their imaginary world of make-believe day dreams of becoming Òrich and famousÓ and practice speeches in front of their mirrors.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who get half of the story and when such women are done with people then such women act like plantation masters.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who tell others to ÒstopÓ talking when others ask about hard truths which by most global standards ÒstopÓ is either for Òlife or deathÓ emergencies or ÒstopÓ is considered the equivalent of Òshut upÓ and donÕt speak which is more rude than to be told where to go.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who believe such women are in full and total and complete control and power over men, children, family, friends and the whole entire world especially about their half imaginary truths.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who hold the luxury to say they ÒarenÕt ready to talk.Ó WhoÕs ever ready to talk? No oneÕs ever ready to talk.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who are Òwhite privilegedÓ enough to always put a stop to communications especially while such women spend their days licking their crotches.

 

             Yes, itÕs only ever been MinnesotaÕs Caucasian women who manipulate the subject of psychology as a way to win arguments simply by being misguided in their own emotions and trapped inside fragile egos or dismissive then such women donÕt ever have to deal with the mess such women make of othersÕ lives.

 

 

             Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

Word Count: 1,526

Weekly Word Count: 1,514 + 1,526 = 3,040

 

Monday, July 2, 2018

 

ÒSpeech is hard, but who can keep quiet?Ó

 

 (Leo RostenÕs Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

 

Mendacious (dishonest, not telling the truth)

 

His statement was not accepted because he was a mendacious character.

 

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A book: ÒManners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home TrainingÓ By Richard A. Wells, A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass., and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.

 

 Dress.

 

Neglect of Dress.

 

Chapter 26.

Page 323 

 

There are occasionally to be found among both sexes, persons who neglect their dress through a ridiculous affectation of singularity, and who take pride in being thought utterly indifferent to their personal appearance. Millionaires are very apt to manifest this characteristic, but with them it generally arises through a miserly penuriousness of disposition; their imitators, however, are even more deficient than they in common sense.

 

The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this page.

 

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Hello. Hi.

 

Upload: 12:04pm CT

 

Happy Monday!

 

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             Yes, whenever asked or necessary to offer to make any type of an apology to a third party removed then one holds the right to make an apology short and make the forced apology Òlook goodÓ for the sake of others especially when an apology is asked to be delivered in person. Yikes.

 

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Millionaire Trust Fund Baby Hippies Vs.

Bohemians Vs.

Avant-garde Vs.

HollywoodÕs Degenerate and Defeated

Executive Producers

 

Why Harvey WeinsteinÕs of Hollywood

end up in the Twin Cities of MN?

 

             No, IÕm not Mother Theresa. IÕm not.

 

             No, IÕm not vulnerable.

             No, IÕm not a victim.

             No, IÕm not a martyr.

 

            

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CONT.

 

             Yes, I mostly and always keep my clothes on except for private and personal hygiene.

 

             Why do nudists continually ask others to go around apologizing for nudistsÕ ultimate responsibilities?

 

             Why do nudists who want to become business partners take the liberty to take off their clothes and go in the nude?

 

             Yes, at nude beaches IÕve gone naked.

             No, I donÕt have anything to hide.

             Yes, I was born with a legitimate vagina.

             Yes, I know exactly what my vagina looks like.

             No, IÕm not a lesbian.

             No, IÕm not a sexual addict.

             No, IÕm not a dominatrix.

             No, IÕm not a gambler.

             No, I havenÕt ever been a sex worker.

             No, I havenÕt ever hired a sex worker.

             No, I havenÕt ever been an exotic dancer.

             No, I havenÕt ever been a drug dealer.

             No, I havenÕt ever been a pornographer.

             No, I havenÕt ever made any sexual tapes.

             No, IÕm not a vixen.

             No, IÕm not in an Òopen marriage.Ó

             No, IÕm not a hermaphrodite.

             No, IÕm not a sexual nymphomania.

             No, IÕm not a pedophile.

             No, I havenÕt ever been involved in incest.

             No, I havenÕt ever been raped.

             No, IÕm not a mistress.

             No, IÕm not a concubine.

             No, IÕm not Mrs. Robinson.

             No, IÕm not a cougar.

             No, I donÕt write letters to inmates.

             No, IÕm not a thief.

             No, IÕm not sneaky.

             No, IÕm not manipulative.

             No, I havenÕt ever been any type of arsonist.

             Yes, in fall of 2016 our childhood home burned down.

             Yes, my dadÕs neighbors burned down our childhood home.

             No, I havenÕt ever flung feces at any human being.

             No, IÕm not cruel.

             No, IÕm not a hater.

 

             Yes, IÕm incredibly direct.

 

             No, IÕm not a liar, not usually since IÕm terrible at telling lies or oral stories for such matters.

 

             Naturally, I donÕt keep up with lies because lies take a lot of time and memorization and tracking of what was said or not said or what was done or not done.

            

             Yes, IÕm a lovely Ôwoman of colorÕ as most women are lovely and rash and hormonal as any other except some women hide it better than most only in mixed company, however. Behind closed doors most women scream and yell or are dismissive.

            

             Yes, IÕm always fully attired in my awesome modern T-shirts and Jeans and tennis shoes or winter boots or rugged outdoor sandals, no matter what I keep my clothes on especially no matter what anyone may or may not offer as proper hosts since I donÕt hold any expectations from anyone except myself.

 

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Why do Nudists like to be Looked at?

 

             Yes, ever since 1995 Twin Cities, MN Caucasians either low income earning ÒhippiesÓ or middle income earning ÒhippiesÓ or millionaire trust fund baby ÒhippiesÓ with trust funds set up by Òblue collarÓ uneducated parents have and will invite me over to proper lunch or dinner and have answered the door completely naked or completely in the nude. IÕm told this is common practice and not to ever Ôfreak outÕ for any reason or IÕll be perceived as Ònot cool.Ó 

 

             Each time anyone in Minnesota answers their front door in the nude then immediately and directly I genuinely smile, make eye contact and say a quick greeting then quickly look down or away from their naked private sexual genitalia even though my natural impulse is to quickly look yet I always look away.

 

             The true and real measure of ethical character is to hold any type of civilized conversation while any hosts cook or prepare food in the nude around hot stoves then sit down for the meal and throughout an entire meal as any proper guest one doesnÕt ever flinch and for any reason one doesnÕt ever sneakily objectifies any hostsÕ naked bodies simply because others are naked during the course of any sit down proper meal.

 

             The entire and whole objective of any civilized meal is to not ever make fun or mock or make the host feel uncomfortable for being in the nude since itÕs their abode and their rules.

 

             However, I donÕt ever and/or under any circumstances get naked unless IÕve none sexually spent the night over as a proper guest which I donÕt ever -- only in my twenties.

 

             My eyeballs want to look, however, I donÕt. Instead I either look people directly in the eye while nudist speak to me as a proper and fully dressed guest or I cast my look away and downward.

 

             My naked hosts and their naked roommates and naked friends have always offered to cook and make meals while in the complete nude as we hold civil conversation and usually speak about organic vegan nutrition or general events in our lives.

 

             As any proper guest in fully dressed attire the entire goal is not to ever and not once burst out laughing.

 

             ItÕs best to get awkward or even raise oneÕs voice or cry as some guests do, however.

 

             Its best not to ever laugh in nudistsÕ faces otherwise thereÕs serious ramifications when nudists feel either emotionally attacked or psychologically mocked by their dressed friends or fully properly attired guests such as myself.

 

             For one second right after the front doors are ever opened up by nudists then I always catch my breath then politely enter and donÕt ever for any reason or under any circumstance take off my clothes mainly we all know I wear long pants to the beach if I ever get to the beach once per decade. I donÕt like hot sand all over my body. I donÕt.

 

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ItÕs Not About Me.

ItÕs Not Me.

ItÕs not.

 

             People advice me as to the reason why my Minnesota acquaintances and none friends feel ÒguiltyÓ by being my ÒquasiÓ best friends and nudists is because IÕm considered ÒpristineÓ and havenÕt ever given mutual consent to hold any sexual intercourse relations with our former schoolmates or former co-workers or former none best friends or former teachers or former professors or former bosses or clergy or former friendsÕ parents or former family members now deceased or any othersÕ former and now ex-boyfriends or friendsÕ siblings or friends cousins or friendsÕ roommates.

 

             Yes, IÕve been informed if hypothetically I were ever to become single then I ought to consent to peaceful sexual intercourse with anyone elseÕs friends. No, thank you.

 

             No, I donÕt romantically date.

 

             No, I donÕt have a crush on anyone.

 

             No, I donÕt flirt.

 

             Although IÕm told IÕm extremely and subtly sensual. I canÕt help it. IÕm quiet yet physical and alive and vivacious and full of gusto and filled with vitality. ItÕs obvious to anyone unless theyÕre dead.

 

             Yes, I come first and foremost.

             Personally, I first take care of myself then others.

 

             Yes, mature adults take care of themselves before anyone else otherwise oneÕs Ôno goodÕ to anyone else much less the self.

 

             ItÕs been legally explained to me in many circumstances acquaintances and none friends perceive me as an object rather than any Ôwoman of colorÕ with rights and liberties.

 

             In the Twin Cities, MN Caucasian millionaire ÒhippiesÓ in their forties and fifties and sixties were entrusted with Òbaby trust fundsÓ by Caucasian Òblue collarÓ income earning uneducated late-born ÒGreatest GenerationÓ and/or early-born Òbaby boomerÓ parents.

 

             Most Twin Cities, MN Caucasian Òtrust fund babyÓ millionaire ÒhippiesÓ in their forties and fifties and sixties spent the last thirty years amongst low income earning ÒhippiesÓ or middle income earning ÒhippiesÓ and prostitutes and drug dealers and local artists and others.

 

             Most Twin Cities, MN Caucasian Òtrust fund babyÓ millionaire ÒhippiesÓ hold higher education degrees mainly in psychology as most low income earning ÒhippiesÓ and middle income earning ÒhippiesÓ also hold the same academic similarity in common yet mainly each demographics experiments with all types of pharmaceutical pills or not.

 

             However, most Twin Cities, MN Caucasian Òtrust fund babyÓ millionaire ÒhippiesÓ are indeed any different of several of ways any liability to themselves since they hold an air about them as though Ònothing can touch themÓ and nothing much can except they Òseem to be their own worst enemiesÓ and actually do legally get into trouble mainly through sexual or narcotic misconduct or embezzlement or fraudulence or unethical misconduct Òin each of six different ways to Sunday.Ó

 

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The Obese Dying

New Zealand Maoris

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

          Yours Truly;

 

             Gabriel

 

 

Word Count: 1,514

Weekly Word Count: 1,514

 

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