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11/28/11
" A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain? "

Khalil Gibran

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Why?

I like men in suit. They turn me on (well, only some). Sorry I am stuck forever in that chord. Can’t get enough. It’s a vice. Oh now you know.
The Rush

The Rush

Go girl, go. These HP keys don’t fit your long fingernails. This frozen desk doesn’t flatter your outspoken mindfulness. The rush of the night is calling. It is on again. It’s LA. Go and stop counting, who cares?    
Royal Night

Royal Night

“Glitter, smoke, holograms in the wall…” Thinks the sorceress while raising her hand to touch the moon And topdown driving uphill 80mile*h back to the city. It was just midnight and the glory of Calabasas barely awaken by electronic drums began another drunk night in the hills. “And how I love my women. How they...
Silver Dust

Silver Dust

The Moon is still. The night is eternal. A rainbow of asteroids drives the war against time. And they win. Time is over. Predictably… Nothing is left where it was. Is the end. A silver dust of fallen stars suddenly covers all.              
If I Just Could...

If I Just Could…

I stare at you across the photonic distance Scanning my thoughts through binary soil. How can you pose, delightful, Yet unattainable. Brother, my handsome brother: you have it all. My painted canvas dusted off by unfulfilled secrets. It had your force. It had your power. It had your fire. I saw the painting, not the...
Mystic Night

Mystic Night

Tonight, mystic escape Premeditated by two lovers That planted roses In the heart of the jungle. Madness in wild passions Outlines a moonlight river. Bodies levitate over waterfalls And Italian gondolas, While the Wizard of Destiny Reads their lives in his crystal ball. And they surrender to untamed passions Sealing the shade of a stormy...
Sam: Johnson’s Bookshop - The Magic of Venice

Sam: Johnson’s Bookshop – The Magic of Venice

Klein wrote 3 books: "The Way To Mt. Lowe," "Mrs. Rahlo's Closet" and "The History Of Our World Beyond The Wave." I wrote a critique about the latter which can be found on another post. I thankfully embraced the challenge of critiquing a fantasy adventure, and most importantly, that one of critiquing my own teacher's...
The Wave That Saved The Good Of Humanity

The Wave That Saved The Good Of Humanity

“Imagine a world without taxes, without social or political obligations, and where surviving suddenly becomes our main task” (Klein) says R.E.Klein attempting to describe some of the motivations that drove him to write “The History Of Our World Beyond The Wave,” a book written with prolific imagination, rich in mindblowing stories and exciting adventures where...
Without Tears

Without Tears

Oh, don’t you know, There was a time When I buried my head in the sand So you couldn’t see within my eyes Though I was there When your voice swore my name In dreams lighter than sunlight blaze, Watching from the distance But can you tell, How one heeds the cycles For the infinity...
In My Imagination II

In My Imagination II

“Inspire Me” You see, I see you, witty boy  mischievously upsetting, Sometimes blond, all smiles, nerdish eyes in lively looks or rather hiding For some intrigue  only me gets. I know of these wolves in the forest, These sharks in the ocean, These flying bats I greet with “next time” as the  The Little Girl In the Red...