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"we're going our separate ways," she said, "after 25 years, it's that we've become different people," she said, "we've grown in different directions."

how many cliches is that I wondered "well at least there aren't any kids" I said adding another one.

but what does it really mean? do you look across the breakfast table one morning

and say "Hey honey, I think it's over, our marriage bites the dust" and then you both laugh and say "Yeah OK, let's sell the house"? Or is it after horrific months or years of arguing, friction, lack of cohesion, unhappiness, silence, resentment, secrets, or maybe something in between - the anatomy of a good-bye? A good buy?

I know I know, it's a lot of questions, one after another. let's narrow it down to "what do you really mean?" the one allowable question of the day. if consistent and true answering/hearing were prerequisite one could expect to figure out how to achieve world peace by the end of the week.

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       there's so much yet to brush up on in my spare time, for instance i would like to better understand the material nature of physical goodies that come in boxes - how  they may actually be virtual since everything is virtual on the dreamline. and life is a bowl of cherries, sweet and juicy with pits and a drippy ruby color that stains your fingers. natures way of reminding that blood and wine stains the carpet but back in the day when they feasted in lean-to's on straw it didn't matter much what fell on the floor, branches swept it all away or it sank into the earth.

during a neanderthal lifetime i was a young female who collected little white round stones when i found them poking up near the edge of the river, and i grouped them into little circles on the floor of our cave.

"fifteen of us live in the cave. we had to flee suddenly one night when i was thirteen due to invaders wanting to kidnap my aunties and i risked my life to gather up my stones. it was super-important. i would oil-shine them on my furry fore-arms, they were beautiful, everyone said so. I wanted to string them together and wear them

around my neck but they were too clunky, i'm 19 now and currently looking for smaller stones with little holes going through. I get lots of oohs and aahs about the white stones, it drives some of the older guys crazy. but my two younger sisters are collecting stones now too, and everyone is getting curious, i think i might start collecting something else, like shells"

"uh huh, ok, now see yourself leaving that neanderthal lifetime and traveling forward on that same path that will lead you to another lifetime...."

"we're in the high hills of the alps, i have flowers in my shoes, i live with a kindly old couple and many lambs. i love flowers and it's a good thing because they are everywhere. one always hears the wind. we have a waterfall and a rushing stream

and a little boat we can float down with, all the way to the valley, but it's a strenuous walk back carrying the boat so we take the donkey with us and he carries the boat."

"hmmm, i am going to call you back to the present lifetime on the count of three...one, two. three. open your eyes. you're feeling fine, better than before, you're wide awake and aware. Now, tell me, do you remember what you saw?

"gathering stones, constructing shapes, floating downstream, the benefits of having a donkey"

"exactly. can you elaborate?"

"elegant things, useful shortcuts"

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the dangers of wen

there she was in the hot seat, the camera closing in, as she tries to explain her story to katie cowlic:

"i didn't know what to think," she shrugs, her hands in front like she's holding a potted plant, "i received a promotional notice in my email for Wenever hair care products, it was convenient and easy," she paused, and then she pleaded, "i always saw the Wenever pp ads too late at night to phone in an order and never remembered to look up the website, so this "promotion" made it easy, because i was interested in the product, it just fell into my lap after a long while of considering the purchase"

"and so we heard about what happened. would you please tell us how it was that
they used your name and finances to traffic in slavery?"

"the Wen site that was linked to the email was a false front. my personal/credit and computer address info was placed in compromise and then used to fund some kind of transfers"

"oh my goodness! then what happened?"

"i was taken away by FBI agents and locked in a psychiatric cell for 37 days"
"why a psychiatric cell?"
"because i told them they were crazy to think i'd be involved in anything like that."
"what do you mean?"
"in that situation, they took what i said to be offensive or dangerous to them or something, and i was simply expressing myself in the same way i usually would do,
nothing loud or abrasive, just incisive. i think i accidentally hypnotized them with the word "crazy" (it rang a bell somewhere in each of them i mean hello) and they turned it back on me, it's what they are trained to do like a knee-jerk reaction, it was easy to lock me up if i was "crazy". and it was nothing more than a kind of cruel discrimination, especially if they thought i really WAS crazy, which they didn't, not really. imagine how people with mental disorders can be treated like slaves, that's the whole interesting thing about it."
"you use the word "slaves", what do you mean by that?"
"they are segregated and kept down, medicated and tossed around."

"and so what happened finally?"
"i was finally let go with no charges but i am now having the battle of my life trying to get my children out of the orphanage"

"well we're holding your children backstage, and here they are! c'mon out kids!"

"Mama! mama! MaMa!"

the camera pans the children rushing onstage and closes in on the group hug, katie is grinning, swinging her arms aw shucks.

"now we understand, dear, that the courts wont allow you to take the children home, but i have received permission to bring the children to my house where my nanny will see to their needs, and you can come and visit, until the whole deal is done."

"oh my god, my kids are gonna live with katie cowlic! that's gotta be the best thing in the world! thank you! thank you!"

"oh it's no trouble, and you're welcome any time i'll get your paw-print for the door-scanner, and you can come in."

"kids, what do you think?"

"she has six video game stations"
"a swimming pool and garden on top of a building"
"an aviary and a complete tech studio with kid-friendly computers"
"she even has a sauna and steam bath big enough for fifteen people"

"wow that sounds great. ok, let's do this!"
(((((((((((((group))))))))))))))))

"then, i hope you'll come over for dinner tomorrow, don't leave before i can scan your paws......thanks everyone, this is katie cowlic for the network. good night.

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Random Line Drawing

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treasure hunt

under the bar of remixed signals to the OS trapezoid fishnet stocking

a foot or so beneath a twisted beam one passes without walking on the real dirt earth, turn left at the stones and keep going til you see the shard of mirror catch the light

that's where it is,

hidden

         

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almost quiet enough to map the north star trail, looking back 
a gull stomps on the roof, laughing  -  kibble left out for the cats 
winter, they're hungry, the restaurants 
all shuttered in the unknown drifting landscape 





sunzowt 

the feral cats jump and roll in the snow, this is an easy day, the sun is out
the wilderness adapts with an ease.

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The Tiers

1. i have power and control. no question. it's mine, i have it, if you don't have it, too bad. but, i might try to help somewhere somehow 2. i'm doing fine, we have a lexus and a swimming pool, my son is in college and we just had a big wedding in newport rhode island for my daughter 3.i only want to be free to do and become what i am. any sense of dissatisfaction is a clue to what repels the reflection of what i'm creating. assuming that the thing is aligned with some deeper truth or destiny map. fulfilling that would be the right thing to do. 4. i have a job. i get the weekend off. sleep, pizza and beer, the game on sunday. the girls are at the mall. i might sound like a cliche but i'm not, i'm the salt of the earth so to speak. 5. i live day to day, i get breakfast at the diner for a dollar fifty. i work for about an hour every day, enough to make 10 bucks, carting old papers from the corner kiosk. my woman gets food stamps, and my kids get food at school too. we have soda and sandwiches on the weekends. i have to fix my old car up all the time, one thing after another, but i do it myself, we're lucky to have a car. 6. we're getting citizenship papers soon. there are 22 of us living in this one apartment, but not for long. we're joining a church, actually we're starting one, tax deductible everything! 7. i wander around. i sleep under the stadium in spring through fall, but in winter i go to the salvation army. i pick food out of the garbage behind restaurants and the trash cans where people throw their uneaten snacks before getting on board the harbor boats to nantucket. i had some lobster roll yesterday.