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Latin Curses

Caesar si viveret, ad remum dareris.
If Caesar were alive, you'd be chained to an oar.

Si Hoc Legere Scis Nimium Eruditionis Habes
If you can read this you're over-educated

Vidi Vici Veni
I saw, I conquered, I came

Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam.
I have a catapult. Give me all the money, or I will fling an enormous rock at your head.

Aug. 14th, 2009

I love the way that
Your nose wrinkles up
And your eyes look like
They're almost shut
Every time you smile
It's a tragedy really
Since you have the most
Beautiful golden eyes
I've ever seen, especially
When they get that
Twinkle, that sparkle
And you smile, knowing
That you've made me do
Something I would never do
In front of you for
I tend to live mostly
Inside my own head
But you claim your victory,
Leaving me on my knees
Begging for more, honey,
More of you in my life

But they don't understand,
This world thinks you're
Just a silly girl
For they don't know you
Like I do, and
They don't see you
The way I do
So climb on up, my love
And live inside me
Wear the crown that
Most queens would envy
As you sit on the throne
Of this lovesick heart
And wait it out till
We're ready to show them all
What it is we're worth
For, honey, we're worth it all

Cool story copied from somewhere :)

The best story I have about my brother Guy was in the summer before eighth grade. School was just about to start and we had cheerleader practice every day at Acadian Elementary School and all of us soon-to-be-eighth-graders took it very seriously, with our herkies and clapping and hollering about touchdowns. It was very Important Work.

My family lived way out on the bayou back then and it was a pretty long drive to the school so sometimes (probably as punishment) my dad would make my older brother pick me up after cheerleading practice. He had this giant gold Monte Carlo that he loved and he spent long hours that summer working on his car with his buddies and they had all become brown as little raisins from being in the Louisiana sun all summer in just cutoffs, talking about radiators and gaskets and subwoofers.

One day at cheer practice we got done early and the whole squad sat on the front lawn waiting for all our rides to come get us, talking and gossiping and carrying on. Up drove my brother in his Monte Carlo, windows down, a tape by The Doors blaring from his stereo. A hush fell over the entire group of chatty gossipy cheerleaders, I looked at hem because OH MY GAWD YA'LL IT'S JUST MY STUPID BROTHER, but before I could say anything it dawned on me that every girl there thought my brother was the coolest human being to ever grace the face of the earth and he was in their presence. And the were awed.

So instead of faking barf noises like usual when ever my brother was near, I just got in the car all smooth-like, as if his unbelievable coolness could rub off on me by proximity and familial ties alone and he peeled off in a screech of tire rubber and gas fumes.

He didn't talk to me -- I wasn't cool enough -- but he just looked at me and laughed. He gunned it down the bayou road and turned the stereo up all the way. I remember that day as clear as if it happened yesterday: my brother all tan and lean and young, with his head out the window of his hot rod, singing along with Jim Morrison, "Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel..." Of course it helped that after that everyone at school thought I was unbelievably lucky (barf) to have Guy as my brother and could he take them home on the way, also?

And so he's kind of frozen in my mind that way. My brother, the Golden Teenage God, driving down that bayou with his head out the window with the sun on his face and wind rushing through his hair singing, "I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer... the future's uncertain but the end is always clear... let it roll, baby, roll..."

That's how I think of my brother, even though we spent most of our lives beating each other up with the blinding hate of a thousand fiery suns. There's nothing like an older brother to make your life a living hell one minute, and the next to make you the coolest kid in the entire eighth grade.

Aug. 14th, 2009

the illusion is that you are simply
reading this poem.
the reality is that this is
more than a
this is a beggar's knife.
this is a tulip.
this is a soldier marching
through Madrid.
this is you on your
death bed.
this is Li Po laughing
this is not a god-damned
this is a horse asleep.
a butterfly in
your brain.
this is the devil's
you are not reading this
on a page.
the page is reading
feel it?
it's like a cobra. it's a hungry eagle circling the room.

this is not a poem. poems are dull,
they make you sleep.

these words force you
to a new

you have been blessed, you have been pushed into a
blinding area of

the elephant dreams
with you
the curve of space
bends and

you can die now.
you can die now as
people were meant to
hearing the music,
being the music,

Charles Bukowski

Aug. 14th, 2009

Seduce my mind and you can have my body,
Find my soul and I'm yours forever.
~ by Anonymous ~

So dear I love him that with him,
All deaths I could endure.
Without him, live no life.
~ by William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet ~

To love a person is to learn the song
That is in their heart,
And to sing it to them
When they have forgotten.
~ by Anonymous ~

Aug. 14th, 2009

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you every where
like a shadow or a friend.
~ Naomi Shihab Nye ~
"If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it; and this you have the power to revoke at any moment."

"When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece."

I am going to concentrate on what's important in life. I'm going to strive everyday to be a kind and generous and loving person. I'm going to keep death right here, so that anytime I even think about getting angry at you or anybody else, I'll see death and I'll remember.
    Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider, Northern Exposure, Do The Right Thing, 1992

    For three days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow but phone calls taper off.
        Johnny Carson
        US comedian & television host (1925 - 2005)

I guess that's how death works. It doesn't matter if we're ready or not. It just happens.
    Randy K. Milholland, Something Positive, 11-29-2006
    Webcomic pioneer

Perhaps the most valuable result of all education is the ability to make yourself do the thing you have to do, when it ought to be done, whether you like it or not; it is the first lesson that ought to be learned; and however early a man's training begins, it is probably the last lesson that he learns thoroughly.
    Thomas H. Huxley

    Men acquire a particular quality by constantly acting a particular way... you become just by performing just actions, temperate by performing temperate actions, brave by performing brave actions.
        Greek critic, philosopher, physicist, & zoologist (384 BC - 322 BC)

America's greatest strength, and its greatest weakness, is our belief in second chances, our belief that we can always start over, that things can be made better.
    Anthony Walton

It's not that some people have willpower and some don't. It's that some people are ready to change and others are not.
    James Gordon, M.D.

Turbulence is life force. It is opportunity. Let's love turbulence and use it for change.
    Ramsay Clack

    Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved.
        Helen Keller
        US blind & deaf educator (1880 - 1968)

Character - the willingness to accept responsibility for one's own life - is the source from which self respect springs.
    Joan Didion, "Slouching Towards Bethlehem"

I have a problem with leaving things half done, actually. And I can only play video games for so long, I recognize them for what they are, a way to let your mind sleep without actually sleeping. - Kate

"Be on the alert to recognize your prime at whatever time of your life it may occur."

"Every man is guilty of all the good he didn't do."

Someone with a job
         is never secure
Someone with a calling
         is never unemployed

You must teach your children that the ground
beneath their feet is the ashes of your grandfathers.
So that they will respect the land, tell your children
that the earth is rich with the lives of our kin.
Teach your children what we have taught
our children, that the earth is our mother.
Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth.
If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves.

~Chief Seattle 1786-1866~
Suquamish Chief

I was neurotic for years. I was anxious and depressed and selfish.
Everyone kept telling me to change. I resented them and I agreed with them,
and I wanted to change, but simply couldn't, no matter how hard I tried.
Then one day someone said to me, "Don't change. I love you just as you are."
Those words were music to my ears: "Don't change, Don't change. Don't change...
I love you as you are." I relaxed. I came alive. And suddenly I changed!
-Anthony de Mello

"Going barefoot is the gentlest way of walking and can symbolise a way of living: being authentic, vulnerable, sensitive to our surroundings. It's the feeling of enjoying warm sand beneath our toes, or carefully making our way over sharp rocks in the darkness. It's a way of living that has the lightest impact, removing the barrier between us and nature."
~Adele Coombs, "Barefoot Dreaming"

Stop looking for the perfect person to love.
Love your friends.  Love children.  Love strangers. Love your enemies.
Do this, and even if by no one else, you will be loved by yourself.
  Love more.  Love All.


Back in the City with my honey. Left Morro Bay @ 6 got into San Francisco at 10 pm. Very happy to see my boyfriend. Went to bed at 12:30 am, couldn't really sleep, got woken up by a very amorous Steve at 3 am. I think he really missed me. Wink, wink. got up this morning at ten, showered, going to try and help Steve actually start boxin stuff. Then going to try and get him to take me to hooters for dinner. Later.

Jimmy & PT

Steve, Nona, and I just took Jimmy & Pete for a postmortem last drink at the Utah in San Francisco. No weird looks until we left and the bartender noticed the two untouched Budweiser's.