Raven in Green again..

nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME

--Wurdz by Otep Shamaya

Storytime
March 02, 2005 11:00 p.m.

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So Becky and I had storytime last night.

Really that is just one of the most fantastic ways to read a book.

It all started with Dragonlance. When I got to the finally book of the Souls Trilogy (Dragons of a Vanished Moon) it had not come out in paperback yet,...and I couldn't afford the hardback, which Bri had. ...He wouldn't let me take it out of the house. So upon occasion I'd be over at his house, or perhaps he'd bring it to the studio, and he would read it to me. ...And we've did the same with other books...sometimes with an audience of 4. Really great fun. So nice to just lay back and imagine the story has in unfolds. Plus it's such an enjoy able way to spend time with someone else.

(Mike, my bed, Harry Potter?)

So I've been reading this favorite book of Becky's called Sabriel ..and it is really good. if you like harry potter, dragonlance...etc... you gotta check out this book! So last night I was in the mood to read, but after a lengthy battle with my contacts my eyes were sore and tired, and I really couldn't read, so I asked Becky if she would read to me,..and she agreed. So we got into my bed and she read to me..and then after a few chapters we whiched and I read, and then she again.

It's so great because you have someone to react with! when you are reading by yourself and you get to a brillent passage you want to tell everyone about it...or if there is a part that makes you laugh you want to share it...or a cute sweet moment, ..it's nice to be able to pause and laugh with someone or..."awwww' and something cute.

Storytime is so lovely and somehow we as adults lost touch with the concept. We read our serious books by ourselves with our cup of coffee, detatached from the rest of the world. When did we forget how wonderful it is to share a book with someone?

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