~Understanding begins, but does not end, with the act of perception~

"Welcome to your life.."

"For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin--real life. But there was ALWAYS some OBSTACLE in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life."

-- Alfred D. Souza

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

OVER-FLOW

Today a river runs through it
and around it 
and over it

Today, The Waters of New York and New Jersey
decided to rise up and overthrow the
tyrannical governing of River Banks and Side Walks.

Today they flooded the Storm Drains
and 
Swamped the Streets.

I heard on the news that a wave of radicals started
breaking into basements sometime last week and have refused to vacate.
They just keep pouring in...
Suburban housewives and their children are being loaded into rowboats
and floated down the Turnpike,
in search of higher grounds.

Chickens are drowning at an alarming rate and
Umbrella related injuries are up by 40%.
The subways have turned into aqua ducts.

Cars are being abandoned on the FDR
or what's left of it..
They say people have been spotted surfing down Bowery on briefcases.

The Suits and Heels are loosing ground.
Today, 
a river runs over it.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Dún Chathail

Ten years ago
I was in a real Irish Pub
that was in a real Irish town
that was really in Ireland.

I had real Irish friends,
who played real Irish music
and sang real Irish songs
and drank real Irish pints.

We hung out in real Irish pubs
We danced in real Irish discos
and told real Irish ghost stories at real Irish Forts,
and walked boldly off real Irish cliffsides...
Sláinte.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Green-Eyed Monster Girl Tabloid Blues

Oh yeah?!
You... with your photos..
You make me want to beat you senseless
because you were born pretty and tall and 
genetically predisposed to max out at 20 lbs soaking wet.

Fuck you and your countable ribs and
your big wide eyes and
the fact that people 
PAY YOU 
to dress up and make faces. 

Today, I hate
Pretty People
and
Rich People
and I super-hate
Pretty Rich People and Rich Pretty People.

My Daddy doesn't sell retail space on Mars 
so I actually need a desk job.
And my Mommy's not an heiress
so I only get to window shop for designer threads,
and they don't let me get too close to the windows.

They say my fingerprints are greasy
and I scare away The Benjamins when I press my face against the glass like that...
Nobody pays my rent. 

Today, I hate
hating people
and 
Facebook stalking
and
my hair, which hasn't cooperated all day...

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Destiny & Other Fates

“Destiny

des-ti-ny; noun
1. something to which a person or thing is destined; fortune
2. a predetermined course of events often held to be an irresistible power or agency

synonyms see fate.

Fate- 2 entries found.
1. fate; noun
2. fate; transitive verb

1) the will or principle or determining cause by which things in general are believed to come to be as they are or events to happen as they do
2a) an inevitable and often adverse outcome, condition, or end;
2b) disaster-especially death
3a) final outcome
3b) the expected result of normal development.
3c) the circumstances that befall someone or something
4) plural capitalized- the three goddesses who determine the course of human life in classical mythology.

synonyms fate, destiny, lot, portion, doom mean a predetermined state or end.
Fate implies an inevitable and usually an adverse outcome
Destiny implies something foreordained and often suggests a great or noble course or end.”.


WE DREAM OF FLYING (ICARUS)

So many of us, even I,
Even I, who have spent my life up in the air.
I dream of flying.

Last night I fell asleep and dreamed that
I fell asleep dreaming overnight I had grown wings
and in the morning I woke up and flew away.

At first, they were like butterfly wings
all light and air,
but as I dreamed, I thought,
Those wings will never hold me.

So instead I dreampt of
Black bird wings.
Big, glorious, Raven feathers
sprouting from that sexy spot between my shoulders,
Strong enough to carry me off...

Last night I dreampt-
I stepped off my roof and flew away
into the blue bird skies
on big black wings and
never looked back.

The Servant and The Silks

    Once Upon A Time there lived a very beautiful and very unhappy Princess. She was unhappy because every Prince in the kingdom had fallen in love with her. While this would make most  any  woman happy, the Princess did not love any of them back, and so, to her it only brought great sadness and worry.
    Every day, men would journey from miles around to come to her window with gifts and tokens for her. They would read her poetry and set off in her name to perform great deeds of bravery and courage. They would call to her, “Beautiful Princess, I love thee more than any other man, and upon my return I will win your heart and carry you away to be my Bride!” This was all a very wonderful display but none of the gifts or poems touched her heart and no man moved her spirit at all. She went to bed every night with a heavy heart, worried she would never know what true love was.
    One day the Princess was walking through the market when she happened upon an old crone selling the most beautiful reams of silk.
    “You seem unhappy Princess. Some silks to cheer you..?” asked the old woman. “You are the Princess and so you may have any one that makes you happy.”
    “I do not know if I will ever be happy,” said the Princess, “ I will never fall in love.”, she sighed. “Besides, I would hardly know which to choose, they are all so beautiful..”. The old crone rose to her feet with great labor and hobbled along, plucking three lengths of silk from her table.
    “Well, my Princess, these three are my finest. Not only will they bring you happiness, but true love for certain. This one, “ she said, holding out a length of royal blue silk, “is the strongest of them all. This one, “ she continued, holding out a length of gold silk, “is the brightest of them all, and this one is the warmest of them all,”, she croaked, fluttering a length of red silk towards the Princess. “Take these three. Lay one on your bed every night for the next three nights, and on the fourth day bring me back the ones you do not want and keep your favorite.”
    The Princess pondered the idea. She did not know how silk would bring her happiness or find her true love, but there seemed no harm in trying out each to see which was her favorite. She agreed and bid the old woman good day.   

    As the Princess returned to the castle she came upon one of her servants. He was a fine young man, and like all the fine young men of the Kingdom, was deeply in love with the beautiful Princess. He knew she did not care for him, but he wished every day for a way to win her heart.
    “Boy-” called the Princess.
    “Yes, my Lady?” asked the boy.
    “Take these silks to my room. I wish to test them to find the best. For the next three nights I wish to sleep on each one. Tonight, lay out the blue silk across my bed and then leave me to my slumbers.” she said. The servant boy nodded in response and cast his eye towards the floor. As the Princess passed him the hem of her gown brushed the top of his shoe and he watched her walk away down the hall. She was so beautiful and so unhappy it brought a tear to his eye. He swore some day he would find a way to make her smile.

    That night the boy did as the Princess had asked and laid the blue silk across her bed, but he was so driven by his love for her he could not bear to leave her room. Instead he hid himself in her wardrobe and waited to watch the Princess sleep.Unaware of the boy, the Princess slipped between her sheets onto the blue silk,
    “My, this is the strongest silk I have ever touched,” she admired, and with that, the Princess fell into slumber.
    Only moments had passed when suddenly there was a great light that filled the room. The boy hiding in the wardrobe had to shield his eyes for fear he might go blind. When he looked again a tall and handsome Prince dressed all in blue silks was standing at the sleeping Princess’ bedside.
    “Princess!” cried the boy, leaping from his hiding spot. The Princess awoke with a start and the mysterious Prince leapt across the room and snatched the boy up by his shirt collar.
    “What is going on?!” cried the Princess.
    “I am the strongest Prince in all the land!” laughed the handsome man in blue, “and this scoundrel tried to attack you!” he boomed, shaking the boy like a rag doll.
    “No!No! Princess,“ begged the boy, “I was merely checking on you and your safety and found this strange man had appeared in your room!”
    “You are a liar, Boy! If there is a man in my chambers then obviously I have requested him there!” said the Princess though, indeed, she did not know where the Prince had come from. “Now go away! You have disturbed my sleep!” she said and with that the Prince cast the boy from the room with one mighty throw.
    Left alone with the Prince, the Princess said,
    “My, you must be very strong to throw a man such a great distance.”
    “Indeed Princess, I am the strongest ever made. I have battled great beast and dragons, and fought hundreds of men, whole armies, all by myself. If you’ll marry me, I’ll build you the strongest castle, and keep you locked safe behind the strongest doors, so no harm will ever come to you.” The Princess looked at the Prince in blue silk.
    “But if I am to be locked up, how will I enjoy the world?” she asked of him.
    “Why, the world is a dangerous place you silly girl. What need would you have of it when I would be there to make you happy.” he replied.
    This answer made the Princess unhappy. Though he was handsome and strong she did not wish to be locked away from the world when there were so many beautiful things in it to see.
    “I do not think that will make me happy.” sighed the Princess and with that the strong Prince vanished, leaving only a pile of blue silk where he stood.
    The Princess awoke very unhappy the next morning. She passed the servant boy who loved her and said to him,
    “Change the silks on my bed, boy. Tonight I wish to sleep on the gold silk, and I better not catch you spying on me again or I will have you hung for your bold ways.”. The servant boy nodded in response and cast his eye towards the floor. As the Princess passed him he could smell her sweet perfume and he watched her walk away down the hall. She was so beautiful and so unhappy it brought a tear to his eye. He swore some day he would find a way to make her smile.
   
    That night he changed the silks as he had promised, and though he knew she would kill him if she found him, he could not resist the urge to hid again in her wardrobe. He feared that if one strange Prince could find his way into her bed chambers, perhaps another would do so as well.Unaware of the boy, the Princess slipped between her sheets, this time onto the gold silk,
    “My, this is the brightest silk I have ever seen,” she admired, and with that, the Princess fell into slumber.
    Only moments had passed when, again, there was a great flash of  light that filled the room. This time when the boy looked back a tall and handsome Prince dressed all in gold silks was standing at the sleeping Princess’ bedside. This time the boy knew better than to cry out and so he stayed hidden and silent.
    The Princess woke and looked up at the Prince. He was more handsome than the strong prince had been, and he greeted her with a smile,
    “O, beautiful Princess- I have come to write endless poems in your honor, as I am the smartest Prince in all the land. I have learned all the things there are to know in the world and have read all the books ever written by man. If you’ll marry me and be my bride I’ll teach you the secrets of the entire universe.” he said.
    The Princess pondered his offer. He sounded like so many of the other men in the town, praising her beauty with long, dull, poetry.
    “What if I wish to learn the secrets of the universe myself?” she asked of him. To this he replied with a frown,
    “You are too beautiful and delicate to wander the world, sticking your nose into things you know nothing about. I will teach you and it will be better that way.”
    This made the Princess very unhappy. She was certain no man could teach her the secrets of the universe better than she could learn them for herself.
    “I do not think that will make me happy.” sighed the Princess and with that the smart Prince vanished, leaving only a pile of gold silk where he stood.

    The next morning the Princess awoke more unhappy than she had ever been. She was certain she would never get another peaceful nights rest with all these mysterious Princes coming and going, and she was growing increasingly sure that she would never find true love. She passed the servant boy who loved her and said to him,
    “Change the silks on my bed, boy. Tonight I wish to sleep on the red silk, and I better not catch you spying on me or I will have you hung for your bold ways.” The servant boy nodded in response and cast his eye towards the floor. As the Princess passed him a tendril of  her long hair tickled the back of his hand and he watched her walk away down the hall. She was so beautiful and so unhappy it brought a tear to his eye. He swore some day he would find a way to make her smile.
   
    That night he changed the silk on her bed and took his place hiding in the Princesses wardrobe. The boy anticipated she would be visited by another mysterious Prince and this time he had a plan. Tonight when the Prince vanished, the boy would reveal himself to the Princess and confess his true love for her. Unaware of the boy, the Princess slipped between her sheets, this time onto the red silk,
    “My, this is the warmest silk I have ever been wrapped in,” she admired, and with that, the Princess fell into slumber.
    As with the previous nights, only a few moments passed when the great light filled the room. When the light faded a tall and handsome Prince dressed all in red silks was standing at the sleeping Princess’ bedside.
    “Princess,” whispered the Prince in red, “wake up..” he said and kissed her rosy mouth. The Princess snapped her eyes open and sat upright in her bed. She looked at the Prince, who was by far the most handsome, and said,
    “Who do you think you are?”. The Prince laughed to himself and sat on her bed, taking his hand in hers.
    “Dear, sweet, beautiful Princess, I am the most romantic Prince in all the land. I have loved many women, I have kissed many lips, I have broken many hearts. If you will marry me and be my bride I will keep you in bed all the day long on the most luxurious sheets of velvet and cover you in kisses every second of every minute of every hour.”
    The Princess frowned and thought for a moment.
    “What if I do not wish to lie in your bed for the rest of my life?” she asked. He shook his head and pinched her cheek,
    “You are so beautiful, it is obvious you are meant to adorn my bed. It is where you belong and where you will be happiest.” he said.
    This made the Princess very unhappy. She was certain there was more life than lying in bed all day being smothered by kisses.
    “I do not think that will make me happy.” sighed the Princess and with that the romantic Prince vanished, leaving only a pile of red silk where he stood. Now the Princess began to weep,
    “Three nights, three silks, three Princes, and still I am unhappy! I will never find true love!” she sobbed. Quietly, the humble servant boy emerged from his hiding place,
    “Princess...” he said. She looked up at him, her face streaked with tears.
    “O, boy, what do you want of me?! Did I not tell you I would have you killed for your spying! No go away and leave me to my sorrows, please!” she yelled. He stepped toward the Princess and kneeled down at her bedside.
    “Please Princess, I have something I must say to you. I know I am not a Prince. I am not the strongest man in the land, nor the smartest, nor the most romantic, but I have watched you every day in your sadness and I have sworn I would find a way to make you happy. If you’ll marry me and be my bride I promise to let you enjoy the world, and learn the secrets of the universe yourself, and do more than adorn my bed. I also promise to protect you and keep you safe, to share with you the things I learn and the things I do not know, and I promise to tell you how much I love you every night before you slip into slumber and to kiss your cheeks in the morning when you awake. I am just your humble servant, my Princess, and I promise to love and serve you everyday, whether you come to love me back or not.”, and with that the boy wiped the tears from her cheeks and began to walk from her room, leaving only an empty space where he stood.
    “Boy!” she called after him, “Come back or you will make me most unhappy!”. The servant boy who loved her returned to her chamber.
    “Come sit by me.” she said. He did as she asked. “You know I could have you killed for spying on me?” she asked.
    “I do not care, my Princess. I would die to see you smile.”
    “You do not think such a thing is foolish?” she asked.
    “Nothing done out of true love is foolish, my Princess, not even to die.”
    “You would risk your life to tell me how you love me?” she asked.
    “A man in love must never hide his feelings, my Princess, even if it will cost him his life...” said the boy, “I love you, my Princess, and I only wish to see you smile.”
    The Princess thought about this for a moment.
    “What if I do not wish to smile?” asked the Princess.
    “Then I suppose I will not smile either.” said the boy.
    This made the Princess very unhappy. She liked to see the boy smile, as he had a warm face and a kind laugh, and she would hate to think her unhappiness caused him unhappiness too.
    “I do not think that will make me happy,” sighed the Princess, “so we will have to smile and be happy together..” she said. At the sound of her words the servant boys heart filled with such love that a light flashed through the room, so bright, the Princess had to shield her eyes. When she looked again, her servant boy had been transformed into a Prince dressed in the finest silks of blue and gold and red.
    “O, my Prince!” she said, and a smile spread across her face, “I never thought I would find you!”
    “My beautiful Princess, I have been hiding here all along.” he said, and with that the tall, handsome, strong, smart, romantic Prince kissed the happy, smiling, beautiful Princess and they  vanished in a flash of light, leaving only this story behind.

The Story of Oil and Water

    Once Upon A Time when the World was new and all the things in it lived more harmoniously together, Oil and Water were very fond of each other. They could spend hours together and it brought them great joy being in each others company. Oil would say to Water,
    “Don’t you love how we can mix together so easily, even though we are different?” and Water would agree. Then Water would say to Oil,
    “I hope we stay like this forever.” and Oil would agree.
   
    The days of the World grew greater and greater, and everything in it became less and less new and less and less and less harmonious together.Gravity began to pull things against each other. Cats and Dogs were no longer friends, Bird and Fish no longer chatted at the banks of the River. Even the Sun and the Moon began using the sky separately as so not to have to speak to one another. A great divide between all living things began, and even Oil and Water felt the strain. One day, Water looked at Oil and said,
    “You do seem to be weighing rather heavily upon me these days. Perhaps you should let me float on top of you for a while.” This hurt Oils feelings,
    “What do you mean I weigh on you?”, asked Oil, “Has it ever occurred to you that I get tired of holding you up all the time?”
    “Why must we always bicker like this Oil,” asked Water, weary of their increasingly frequent arguments, “We always used to get along so well!”. Oil thought about this for a moment and then replied,
    “Things have changed.”.
    “Do you think they will ever go back to the way they were?” ask Water.
    “I do not know.” said Oil. “Maybe it is best if we separate for a while... Maybe someday we’ll float back together again naturally, like we once did.” This made Water sad.
    “I will miss you Oil.” said Water.
    “I will miss you too, Water.” said Oil.

    So Oil and Water separated. They spent days apart, and days turned into weeks, and the World got older and older and Gravity pulled harder and harder on all the things in it. One day Water called to Oil,
    “Oil, I still miss you so!!” and Oil called up to Water,
    “Water, I still miss you too!! Perhaps we should try to mix together now? Perhaps things have changed again?” Oil said hopefully, and so they threw themselves against one another, but no matter how hard they tried they could not mix together as they once did. After many tries, Water called to Oil,
    “Oil...I’m afraid we no longer fit together..”. Oil sighed and settled back to the bottom,
    “I’m afraid so, Water... I am sorry. I’ve tried everything I can think of.”.
    “We did the best we could, old friend.”, said Water, “I am sorry too.”.

    That day the force of Gravity became so great on them that they could no longer even speak a sound, and Oil and Water have been separated ever since.