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erotic haiku promised to her in the lonely hotel room

Posted in days in the life, poetry, weddings on January 5, 2015 by furious buddha

i will caress with words
of illicit sweaty sex
& dream intercourse

soul intimacy
no secrets between us two
we love to mindfuck

i have to admit
i never felt so alive
as when you hurt me

you submit & it
makes you bark growl & whimper
hungry like the wolf

we dance together
our heartbeats syncopated
in separate rooms

my hands smart & strong
find your tension & release
spangles & fireworks

nothing between us
other than our clothes & miles
& your husband too


Posted in arguing with lunatics, current events, politics, weddings on February 14, 2013 by furious buddha

The Illinois Senate takes a step in the right direction.

The Best Teas of 2008

Posted in art, comics, current events, days in the life, god, music, poetry, politics, pop culture, Port Awesome, race, religion, Science, teh internets, weddings with tags on December 31, 2008 by furious buddha


12-Mumbai Burning.I am reminded that it’s a small world after all.
11-Conservatives are Proud to be Stupid. Almost a year old, but aged well.
10-Sasa and Zamani.I am struck by the diversity of my readership.
9- People Shaped Animals. Sometimes I like a bitter brew.
8- Opus Magnum & Opus Minimae. In which the comments bring the final aesthetic experience to fruit..
7- 9/8/08 DAYS IN THE LIFE-In which an idle mention brings on an intense and interesting exchange.
6- You gotta make way for the homo superior. Kenny cracks me up.
5-‘ Meaningless, Meaningless’ says the teacher. I have to say, Michael of the Innocent Bystanders really is a nice guy. I should send him beer or something.
4- June 17th, with the posts Does Joseph Farah hate Jesus? and The Whit Monday Awareness League.
3- Boo Already and Fillup Munkee the Monkey Puppet. For several months my wallpaper has been a screenshot of the episode where Fillup is reading my review of his show.
2- Roger Ebert Googled Me.An unexpected compliment from someone I respect.
1- Epistle to Sunny.

Congratulations, J- and M-

Posted in art, days in the life, weddings with tags , , on October 4, 2008 by furious buddha

Collaboration is the most difficult and satisfying kind of artistic endeavor there is. It is difficult because it requires the artists to surrender their egos before they even can begin to create. It’s the only way for it to work. It is worth it because the results are always surprising and the process leaves both partners forever changed.

Of course, all artists are collaborators of one kind or another. We absorb influences from other artists, from people we meet, our friends and family, people we respect, and people we never met. Every storyteller has heard a story, every painter has seen an image; the collaboration I am speaking of here is the truest kind. The kind that produces the best work of either creator’s life; the works that define them, not distant influences or casual contributors.

This highest form of collaboration requires faith and trust in abudance because it can be a terrifying experience. It can feel like you’re giving up your innermost self, that you are making yourself exquisitely vulnerable, that you are surrendering everything you thought was important. You feel this way because this is exactly what you are doing. But this is the leap of faith that is required to reap the reward.

It easy for artists to be selfish and convinced that their vision is the only thing that matters. They throw tantrums over guitar picks, brushes, and lighting with astonishing regularity. They become convinced that their particular technique is what is most important when usually it’s their technique that is holding them back. These are bad habits that get in the way of collaboration. Good collaborators keep each other honest and focused on what is actually important as opposed to the ritualistic minutae we distract and delude ourselves with. The best collaborators make each other better artists.

Neither of you has sole ownership of this collaboration. It all belongs to both of you. There is no joy or pain in it that you will not share. I know that in this sublime moment some would think it strange to speak of pain and but on the mountain of this moment we are contemplating the landscape of the rest of your lives together, and I know that every terrain holds loss and grief in unknown measure and location. It is certainly there. Even if you never know deprivation or never have a single quarrel, there will be a last kiss between you someday far from now. It is a bitter thought, but let it make your first kiss all the sweeter.

What the two of you make will be something new in the world. I bless it, as does the visible and invisible audience assembled here today. Create lovingly together.