Thursday, July 24, 2014

before my morning tea....things like this happen.......


from jay to z

the mind must be set free

in a chair thoughts floating around

the butterfly flew away

before that day

the butterfly was a god damn worm....

words from within begging for commitment

each time like a sin

to be written or said out loud

the curse of the unknown my burden to carry

heavy it is.....the weight consumes....but the light minded wander free

mockingly

Thursday, July 17, 2014

@DanWarp




Dan Schneider

before i begin i would like you to know that i did read this on your website:

 

 

"Please don't ask me to give you a job or help you find one.  I'd love to help everyone but I can't.  I'm here to entertain you, not give or find you a job. "

but for some reason i lost at least an hour of sleep last night, thinking....creatively i suppose, here it is....oh and you spelled whoa incorrectly on the website, but i've done it before as well....i'm sure no one else noticed.....

i was thinking about the character Spencer and how you could pull off a very young seinfeld type of existence for him.....i wanted the character to assume a job as a theater actor, and to consult his friend Sikowitz almost daily about his stage presence or whatever......

the show would need to stay aimed at the younger viewers, so there would have to be more going on.....like a producer's kids or something and their daily activities.....

i did come up with more ideas for episodes of this show that i imagined in my head.....

any who......like i said i understand you are here to entertain, but if for any reason you feel i can help with that in the slightest let me know thanks.....

if nothing else......then whoa could be corrected unless you did it intentionally? will you at least reply to this query?
Carol Cuomo @cclewia
 

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

the tenement queen........


my grandmother couldn't much live with a septic system, but it was the closest thing to the life i needed growing up, that rented farm house, and the small kitchen, where she swatted at that kid that wasn't hers for the first time.  i never knew grass could be that green, but that life was rented and they didn't stay long, back to the public water supply, back to where they came from, some would say where they belonged.  but she was a queen even though her crown was fashioned out of hair rollers.  she lived her whole life dwelling with others, more of her kind, the wisest of what this life has to offer, only stuck a bit, like the mortar that filled the bricks on some of those buildings.  i imagined a different life for her, i always have, and here i am without the crown of rollers, but attempting to drink from a well and live a better life, or just a different one, all i know is i'll never change, because i don't really have to, and she taught me that. 

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

the waiting room


it's extremely noisy in this quiet place....

a thousand internal screams hushed by the opening of a door....
 

a deafening past that refuses to be silenced....

a welcoming future reeling silent films of a life forgotten....

this day, a thread balancing the two, the you which came before this place and a door you must walk through.....

Friday, May 30, 2014

freedom is....

freedom is telling them all to go to hell without saying a word......

freedom is a decision.....one you may have to defend....

freedom is a right......

freedom is beautiful and weightless........

burden is something freedom should not have to haul.....

sometimes i wonder if any of us are truly free...

complicating everything.....

and dooming ourselves to slavery......

perhaps a metamorphosis can save us all.....

a true wonder to see.....

this change that transforms us......setting us free..............

Thursday, April 17, 2014

My Muppet Vision


Blood Sucking Muppets

Here I sit age 39 and my childhood is penetrating my view box.  Kermit and Miss Piggy and all the rest via some commercial or something to that effect.  How glorious is the reaction they desperately seek, perhaps not with such desperation as the bank roll keeps 'movin' right along.'  Perplexing and not as iconic as the first time around, I should say.  The Muppet Show was what I watched I can't recall, was it on Tuesday nights or not, any who, I do recollect being punished one evening and tormented as the intro song taunted me through a crack in my bedroom door.  The wooden floors did not reveal any of the familiar faces I so desperately wanted to visit with that evening. 

So here they are years later, on commercials in movies, they are famous again and back in action.  Strange as that may be, but far worse is that those damn puppets haven't aged a bit, and Miss Piggy's hair looks amazing, what the hell?  So I suppose I'm supposed to say, " Oh, I watched The Muppets as a kid, and now my kids are enjoying them too."  No, this does not sit well at all, and perhaps, I'm complaining a bit too late about it all, but what a coincidence that The Muppets are back and Kermit would perhaps tell me to "be more tea" or something to that effect, but I still want to scream.  The horror, how dare they do whatever it is they do, which I suspect is sit on a shelf collecting dust until some man of a Muppet, or a Muppet of a man, whichever comes along and pretends to be brilliant.  Ha!

Here is the point, yes we come to it now.  Bring back The Muppets fine, but have them look their age for goodness sake, Kermit should be old and Piggy should look like one of The Golden Girls.  Let their kids be the stars of The Muppet Show so many years later.  They could even have Kermit die of a heart attack or something that the original viewers may have already done.  Oh Kermit, why does thou have immorality?

I will now accuse The Muppets of robbing me of my time to shine with their rehashing of Muppetisms.  I would even go as far as saying they are soulless, and if you do not understand why, perhaps I can shed a bit of light in that theater for you as well, sunlight, and there you will see as The Muppets burst into flames that they are indeed ageless and soulless, and blood sucking vampires to boot!  Which can be the only explanation to this strange Muppet phenomena.  Just ask any of the show's guest stars, if you can find any alive, to confirm my suspicions. 

To recap The Muppet show belongs in my childhood, not currently in my face and The Muppets must be vampires, else how could they be in my face!

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

the line segment

if I must travel from point A to point B.....I will take the line between those two points and twirl it into a sentence.