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My Rotting Food Abandon Loves Her Plundering Rats

Blue skies abounded somehow. I couldn’t believe it was clear.  In the sky were a few pale streaks.  Crows were cawing already. 2 flew low through the trees.  A train whistle sounded at 10:07  Cars honked seconds later. The 2 crows continued to swoop through the trees.  2 crows were high in the sky. Gravel was damp.  A thin sheet of ice looked like saran. I enjoyed David Byrne’s performance last night. I was amazed by his powerful pipes. Many tunes were a belter with such beautifully tuned vocals from his 3 backing singers.  The dancers were fully appreciated by the packed house and received applause for their moves. I didn’t expect My Big Hands or Help Me Somebody and the great songs from Remain In Light. Many times the audience came fully to life with generous enthusiastic applause. The real highlight for me were the songs from his new album Everything That Happens Will Happen Today with Brian Eno. They’re blessed, beautiful creations and the vocal harmonies made them powerful, verging on the religious. The River and One Fine Day made me weep to myself. I Feel My Stuff was a show stopper. I felt such an affinity with his lyrics. The very long gap between songs with dancers and songs without had me wishing for more dancing.  David Byrne brought down the house with a rousing rendition of Burning Down The House. Unfortunately the house sound system at Metropolis was murky and sometimes it made the instruments sound out of key but at least the place was smoke-free.  A powerful rumble startled me at 10:11 as a plane took off from the airport. Orb of Sun beamed warm and bright. Shadows were deep and precise. Trees were looking so golden and joyful, with smiling shades of yellow.  Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.
  
It was a gorgeous Halloween morning. Sirens wailed at 10:25. A big dog barked seconds later. The cool wind was refreshing. The shimmering tree looked like a living pointillist painting.  2 yellow lovebirds chirped on the wind. The north horizon had a dirty pall. Inner current started slowly. I was a little unfocused and tired, I don’t go to concerts much and so I was tired. But I was looking forward to seeing my son.  Tristan came over in blue jeans and a brown t-shirt with an orange banner. He told me he took a job aptitude test at school and the two careers that came up based on his aptitude were a military medic and a gaming software designer.  Later we watched the film Scream.  Her mountain of love looked so serene. It felt like I was in a dream with her softness flowing around me… Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
My bull dozer mishap loves her wrecking crane accident.  My adultery crisis loves her rape court cases.  My aging red bandage loves her bloody nose surgery.  My infection parasites loves her sickness allergies.  My rotting food abandon loves her plundering rats. My chopping damage loves her axe to a tree fines.  My subtracting lost things loves her lost crutches.  My blinding thorn love her tearing off scars.  My sword fighting loves her kick boxers.  I love her lunar black bible verse from my Egyptian box “If ye continue in my word, then are ye my disciples indeed.” -John 8:31  “But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.” Isaiah 40:31.  Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
Meanwhile, many kids wore costumes in the school yard. I wore my red devil claw hand, which they loved.   On CBC Newsworld, Heather Hiscox wore a grey jacket with a white blouse. Colleen Jones wore a red jacket with a Sarah Palin hairdo and glasses. Nil Koksal wore a red jacket with a Sarah Palin hairdo and glasses. Jelena Adzic wore a grey dress.  Nancy Wilson wore an orange vest with a white blouse. Jeannie Lee wore a grey-green jacket with a green top.  Diane Buckner wore a grey vest with a red blouse. On CBC News: Montreal at Six, Michel Godbout wore a black jacket with a white shirt and a black tie with white bands. Under Suspicion, Election Field Trip, Haunted House, Tricks, Treats & Wind.  Top Story: Pierre Theriault is serial sex offender in jail is a pedophile with a past. He sexually assaulted 8 girls between 1979 and 2005. They were between 8 and 14 years old He organized sports activities and there may be more victims. If you have any info pertaining to this go to the website at www.cbc.ca/montrealatsix. As reported by Shari Okeke in a black leather jacket. Followed by Kidnap & Assault Case, Vachon Guilty, Sexual Assault Victim and Dangerous Offender. Followed by Gas Price Fixing and Hydro Update: 11,800 customers are still without electricity. The forecast with Frank Cavallaro in a grey suit, white shirt and an orange tie at a current temperature of 12.5 feeling like 13.0 with 58% humidity and 24 km/h winds and “a sprinkling of snow with a blast of cold. Haunted House with Kristin Falcao in a red coat and Hallowe’en Safety, Sad Anniversary and Fatal Accident….Frank Cavallaro wore a black curly hair wig to look like the soccer player who had a birthday yesterday at a current temperature of 11.0, feeling like 11.0 with 67% humidity and 11 km/h winds…Michel signed off for the night.
 
I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary-blog of loving and dreaming and brief CBC News: Montreal at Six re-reportage of abandon, aging, anger, annoying, awful, blasting, cracking, crashing, crisis, dangerous, defective, deficient, disabling, domination, exhausting, falling, fighting, gashing, harming, hitting, impairing, incapacitating, injurious, irritating, maiming, malfunction, malicious, malignant, misfortune, mishap, offending, plundering, pounding, pulling apart, punishment, quarrel, ravaging, renovating, shocking, splitting, stealing, stinging, unfortunate, victimizing, violence, vulnerability, war and wrecking.

Posted on on October 31st, 2008 in Uncategorized | No Comments »

My Secure Black Government Loves Her Holding Real Power

The air was cool. Light was dim. Overcast grey filled the sky, down to every horizon, save for the far north. Rooftops covered in ice had rippled snow carved by brisk wind. The trees looked so frosty and yellow. Yellow lovebirds chirped as they flew. A car horn honked once at 10:45. A crow cawed thrice in the distance. Yellow lovebirds chortled again. Cawing crow sent out more caws. Her mountain of love had dashes of white amid orange and brown. An ambulance siren wailed at 10:48. 10 pigeons fluttered. Sparrows made fluxing flocks. A crow made meandering turns, half flying and half letting go, to be flown. Sirens wailed again at 10:55. A chunk of ice fell from the elevator room roof. I quickly moved away with my chair. More sirens began. They were fire trucks wailing down the northeast. I felt blessed having my eyesight. Trees looked so romantic. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

A pool of rainwater and ice looked like marsh lands from the sky. Its surface rippled with alternating oscillation, from tight and quick waves to few and far between. The wind was continuously shifting, but the breeze was actually light. Current flowed well as I sat. Yellow lovebirds were always nearby. They always reappeared. I haven’t seen them quite so much for quite awhile. A dog barked at 11:08. 12 or 13 blackbirds sped past me as an air force. The grey mass of cloud moved as a solid procession. Trees and long branches danced and waved. Inner movement quickened its pace. Sharp and angular edges were faced and melted away. 5 crows passed, followed by a 6th, with 2 flying together, affectionately close at 11:17. They were in love. Trees looked so sexy and keen. In the midst of disrobing they revealed their sensual souls. I felt so passionately for Anna. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

It was cold in the schoolyard. A man was inspecting the play contraption with the school’s vice principal. He explained the secure measures she had to take, the restrictions the kids must endure to have their safety insured. Veronica gave a drawing of her imaginary invention, the Bread Machine 3000. It has 3 slots for making 3 kinds of bread: white, brown and chocolate. It is red and yellow and orange. It has a dial for the number of pieces you want. It also comes in other colours. I thanked her for this very much. Veronica said that she ached from her Karate class and she forbade me rom speaking to any other child. Juliet managed to give me many hugs and I was attacked by more ghoulish kids. One lunch monitor still had a bad cough. I came back home and ate a can of Campbell’s Italian Wedding soup. My unruly paperwork piles loves her bad mess. My criminal capture loves her barbed wire prison wall. My safe cage loves her monster window. My secure government loves her real power. My strangling victim loves her martial arts push. My earth insects loves her misunderstood weather. My handcuffs holding loves her capture command. My wrestling push ups loves her sports clothes. My steep road stumble loves her black chasm dirt. I love her black lunar bible verse from my Egyptian box “As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us.” Psalm 103:12. “At the voice of thy cry; when he shall hear it, he will answer thee.” -Isaiah 30:19. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this. I love Anna Dirksen.

Meanwhile, Homer’s bowling ball hits Ned in the head, knocking out his brain tumor. Ned new forsees the future like Christopher Walken in The Dead Zone, followed by Four Beheadings and a Funeral. Professor Frink’s shrink ray makes Maggie miniature. She ends up in Mr. Burn’s stomach. The family rescues her like in the film Fantastic Voyage. On CBC Newsworld, Heather Hiscox wore a pink sweater and a black blouse. Colleen Jones wore an orange coat with a black turtleneck sweater and a red cap. Marivel Taruck wore a purple sweater with a white blouse. Rosemary Barton wore a green coat with a black scarf and a green baret. Steve Futterman wore a black jacket and a white shirt. Nil Koksal wore a black jacket with a peach blouse. Bob McDonald wore a black grey and white striped shirt. Henry Champ wore a black jacket with a grey shirt and a black tie with white dots. Nancy Wood wore a green-blue blouse with a grey jacket. Catherine Mercier wore a black turtleneck and a black sweater. Jesse Hirsh wore a blue shirt with a grey jacket. Susan Bonner wore a white coat with a white scarf and a black turtleneck. Don Newman wore a black coat with a grey scarf and a white shirt with a grey and black striped tie. Keith Boag wore a brown coat and a white shirt with a yellow and orange scarf with a yellow tie with black dots. Nancy Wilson wore a green jacket with a white top. Suhana Meharchand wore a pink jacket. Ann Macmillan wore a yellow top with a black sweater and a black heart necklace. On Living Montreal with Sue Smith, Park Ex Hot Spots, Learning a Language, Dining Faux Pas, books for kids, are you really going to wear that? “Higher necklines flatter athletic builds.” On CBC News: Montreal at Six, Michel Godbout wore a grey jacket with a white shirt and a green tie with black and white stripes. Brutal Attacker robbed a jewelry store. The store owner is in an induced coma. “I’m disgusted by it.” As reported by Shari Okeke in a black coat and a red scarf. Suspect Arrested for sexually assaulting a 7-year-old girl, The Villanueva Case, as reported by Pascal Turbid. Picton Castle Report, as reported by Nancy Wood. Wild Card, A Comfy Halloween, with Frank Cavallaro in a grey suit, white shirt and a pale purple tie at a current temperature of 2.0, feeling like 2.0 with 60% humidity and 19 km/h winds. 11 members of Prime Minister Stephen Harper’s new cabinet are women. 5 cabinet ministers come from Quebec. As reported by Amanda Margison in a grey coat and a blue scarf. Positive Thinking:  Work Is Love Made Visible, “A little bit of yellow, a little bit of red would make us smile more.” As reported by Royal Orr in a black sweater and a white shirt.Montreal’s Main is the largest wi-fi area in the country.  56 people were killed in a Deadly Bombing In India, followed by a suicide bomber’s Deadly Blast that rocks Kabul.  I left for Metropolis to see David Byrne perform. He was overwhelmed by the response of the crowd. I returned home, very impressed. More on that later. Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.

I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary blog of loving and dreaming and brief CBC News: Montreal at Six re-reportage of adverse, blocking, closed, command, confining, control, corrupt, counter-balance, criminal, dangerous, defending, difficult, discouraging, fate, fighting, frustrating, guarded, halting, harassing, hard, hazardous, heaviness, hindering, hurtful, impossibility, inferior, misunderstood, obey, overloaded, overwhelm, power, practical, preventing, pushing, real, repress, restricting, secure, sensation function, sickness, sinful, specifying, strengthen, stressful, troubled, unfortunate, unpleasant, unruly, unsatisfactory, vile and wrong.

Posted on on October 30th, 2008 in Uncategorized | No Comments »

My Accident Abandonment Loves Her Death Crash Anger

A crow flew overhead with reckless driving on the verge of an accident. Her wings got caught by the wind as she precariously adjusted her flight. Snow covered the rooftops of houses, tree branches, curbs and front lawns.  The wind was quite strong in the cold air where snowflake particles sped.  Trees swayed with momentum. Traffic was at a quick clip.  I awoke from a dream about Madonna and insects. I was at my parent’s house and I noticed a glass display case on top of the glassware cupboard.  It could have been a terrarium. I saw a strange insect in there. It was quite large.  Then I noticed another glass display case that had something enshrined. It was a cassette tape with Madonna on the cover -there was a cassette tape of her in the case. That’s when I noticed a much larger insect inside. It looked like an alien crab or a spider from Mars. It was as big as squirrel. It was metallic gray and it stood erect and it had very long skinny legs. My sister came down from upstairs and showed me 2 books on Madonna. They were little Madonna Fan club books. I was more concerned about beetles than Madonna,  I’m afraid. At this point, the one that I saw on the top of cupboard was now in the display case with the crab and there was a third insect too. I didn’t quite know what to do.  Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.
  

One of my Korean students is a psychiatrist at an institution and she told me that insects are positive things in Korean dreams, usually dealing with money and something good coming your way. I thought, well, it must be something big. Another Korean woman told me she always dreams about famous people from Michael Jackson to the President of Korea. A Korean man asked me 2 very interesting questions I never thought about before. He asked “Are your dreams in black and white or are they in colour? and “Are your dreams silent or do they make sound?” He said his dreams were always silent and always black and white. I said my dreams always have sound and colour, except for the dreamcard Relating. My dreams are always in first person view, except for ones where I’m looking down at my sleeping body. A few rare dreams I am not in at all but observing someone else’s life as if it were a flim. Dreams about watching TV or movies are usually eerie. One time I dreamed about nothing but stars and the vast blackness of space. I was evidently traveling someplace. A crow cawed with great vigor at 10:14. Car horns traded angry blasts at 10:21. Planes hid behind clouds making a cold hollow sound.  There was no sign of blue at all.  Shades were flat, depth of field was scant. Her mountain of love was dark and austere.  No vivid colours were near, but the yellowness surrounded me.  Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.

 
Cars sped on the wet road, impatiently honking their horns. An orange leaf floated on the breeze. Naked trees were well dressed in white snowy outlines. Movement within was not static but it was not as dramatic as yesterday.  An angry driver honked horn at 10:29. A loud truck passed by and the wind gusted strongly.  tiny snowflakes were zinging and scattering in the damp and cold. More fresh ones fell down. I could detect their intricate shapes.  Planes quietly came in for landings. Puffy grey clouds moved in slowly. I was swooning romantic for Anna. I soon as I wrote her blessed name, current moved smoothly again. Leaves broke off from their trees and soared away freely.  In the schoolyard, 2 ghoulish girls tried to eat me alive. I told them I must save my skeleton. Kids were affectionate with me, giving me hugs, saying hello. Hanna and Annie got their best friend whose name I forgot to pretend she fell down and got hurt.  Quite a few injuries today from children falling on the slippery playground surface. The playground contraption was off-limits because of the icy surface. Lunch monitors hate that playground contraption and want it torn down. Jean said it cost $75,000 and is much taller than ones in city parks. I gave many tiny kids permission to go in and keep warm and I zipped up many winter coats. I returned home from the cold. Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
My accident abandonment loves her death crash anger.  My weeping abortion loves her grieving divorce. My window broken amputation loves her bricks scattered fist into the wall. My overwhelming shattering loves her crushing assault. My atomic explosion doom loves her dismantling nuclear power.  My exploding balloons bursting loves her indiscriminate shards.  My embarrassment fool loves her trickster betrayal.  My operating power loves her overturning black destiny.  My boat sinking despair loves her crocodile killing. My awful building collapsing loves her eradicating explosives.  My suicide bomb wounding loves her Hari Kari judge. My death camp vampire loves her tidal wave shark.  My evil figure smashing loves her dictator’s mirror broken.  My decomposing garbage loves her demolishing worm breaking in.  My skeleton incinerating loves her cataclysm fire.  My military tank superiority loves her Nazi concentration camp rubble. My devastating earthquake loves her deadly hurricane.  My evil skull pulverizing loves her pounding red warrior. I love her black lunar bible verse from my Egyptian box “The Lord will give strength unto his people; the Lord will bless his people with peace.” Psalm 29:11  “He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.” Isaiah 40:29.  Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
Meanwhile, I enjoyed Talking Heads: More Songs About Buildings and Food but I experience a picture problem on CBC Montreal all day long. The picture would freeze then slice up into shards. The screen would go black then the picture reappeared to flow fine until the next attack. And so I missed some crucial details when Homer killed the grim reaper after he came for Bart. After the reaper’s death,  people don’t die anymore. Homer dons Death’s cloak as a joke while he was taking the garbage out, but then he becomes the reaper himself. Marge is on his death’s list but Homer cheats God with the body of Selma her sister.  Professor Frink wins the Nobel Prize for his invention. He tells Lisa of his late father’s life. His father was killed by a shark.  Frink reanimates his dead father’s preserved body and replaces his vital organs with machinery.  Frink’s father goes mad with organ lust and robs people of their organs in order to feel more alive. Lisa explains that the 21st century is like the 20th “except everybody’s scared and the stock market is much lower.” Bart and Millhouse run amok with a stopping time watch.  They break it by mistake and take 15 years to fix it. On CBC Newsworld, Heather Hiscox wore a black jacket with a blue blouse. Colleen Jones wore a white knit poncho with a white knit hat and a white turtleneck sweater.  Steve Futterman wore a black jacket and a grey shirt.  Henry Champ wore a grey jacket and a white shirt with a red tie with white circles. Rosemary Barton wore a red and orange scarf with a grey coat and a white hat.  Nil Koksal wore a purple coat with a black hat and a black scarf.  Jeannie Lee wore a pale pink top with a black and grey striped jacket.  Nancy Wilson wore a pink-red vest with a white blouse.  Johann Wagstaffe wore a blue jacket with black slacks and a white top.  Suhana Meharchand wore a black jacket and a white blouse. On Living Montreal with Sue Smith, golf for women and helping shy children with their shyness.
On CBC News: Montreal at Six,  things were missed due to the continuous fractured picture. Michel Godbout wore a black jacket with a white shirt and a red tie.  Fatal Fire, Difficult Goodbye, Flying Higher, It Does Get Better.  Top Story:  Fatal Fire. A father could have saved his 7-year-old daughter’s life in a house fire if he had more time. Her father was badly cut by broken glass from the window. He saved his 5-year-old son but “the daughter was already gone.” As reported by Andrew Chang in a black jacket grey tie and white shirt.  “Anger was palpable at the funeral” of Anee Khudaverdian. The wheelchair-bound mother was hit by a car and killed last week by Roger Walsh. It was his 20th arrest for driving under the influence. Her brother spoke of his sister as the sun in many people’s lives. Anee’s friends said goodbye to “a fun-loving and courageous woman.” As reported by Shari Okeke. Followed by Fatal Hit & Run: A 69-year-old woman ran over a 66-year-old man. She left the scene for 20 minutes and then returned, followed by Atwater Accident. The driver fled the scene.
 
The First Snowfall of the season came a bit early this year.  50,000 people are still in the dark. More hydro lines came down than usual because of the fall leaves. Montreal’s snow removal budget will be $127 million this year. Gaspesie Flooding with 120 mm of rain.  HWY 138 Closed for at least 2 days.  The forecast with Frank Cavallaro in a dark brown suit, white shirt and pale grey tie at a current temperature of 1.4, feeling like 0.0 with 81% humidity and 35 km/h winds.  Montreal picked up 2 to 4 cm of snow. Windy tonight and tomorrow.  The Picton Castle Report on the death of Laura Gainey on December 8th 2006 was leaked to the Canadian Press. The crew lacked experience and sleep in the storm. Youth Kirpan Case.  It was day 1 of the trial of a 13-year-old Sikh boy. He was charged with assaulting 2 victims with his Kirpan. They are also 13 years old boys. Technical problems slowed things down. The trial will take longer than expected.  ”The temperature will go up for Halloween.” Children playing in the snow to the break.
 
Returning for the forecast with Frank Cavallaro at a current temperature 1.0 degrees with winds between 37 and 52 km/h. Some flurries right now. Today’s high was 1.8 degrees. Tonight’s low will be 0 degrees, feeling like 0 with winds between 40 to 60 km/h. Tomorrow it will be 3.0, feeling like 4.0 with winds between 20 to 30 km/h.  Montreal received 21 mm of rain and 2.4 cm of snow.  The 5-day forecast is 5 11 6 7 15. Khawaja was found guilty of 5 counts for financing and facilitating terrorism under Canada’s anti-terrorism act.  As reported by Margo McDiarmid in a black coat and a red scarf. 1.0% The U.S. Federal Reserve cut the key interest rate by half a percent. The Canadian dollar closed up and so did the Toronto Stock Exchange. “Expect a rough ride the last couple of days this week.” As reported by Ron Charles in a white coat and a black turtleneck. The day’s closing numbers to the break.
 
Returning for an Anti-Election Motion in Quebec’s National Assembly, followed by Cabinet Speculation.  The Finance Minister said “Canada is in a much better position than any other major country.” More women are expected to be in Stephen Harper’s new cabinet. The NDP’s Jack Layton hopes for a better tone. As reported by Julie Van Dusen. Followed by Quebec Cabinet Picks. Top Story: Fatal Fire in the Townships killed a 7-year-old girl. A wood stove problem is blamed. Pakistan Earthquake: 2 powerful earthquakes hit Pakistan. The first registered at 6.4 the second at 6.2.  1,500 people are homeless. Followed by Conflict in Congo and Stun Gun Death in Edmonton.  “Cloudy skies and some flurries. Conditions will improve.” Followed by downtown at night and the break.  Returning for Most Viewed  and A Question of Identity:  3,000 Huron members live near Quebec City and they’re afraid their people’s identity will soon disappear. They are blaming it on the Indian Act that states mixed race native children of second generation natives are not seen as aboriginals. As reported by Cathy Senay in an orange scarf and grey coat.  Followed by Integration Plan and Mine Closing.  PJ Stock previewed Stock Talk.  “Still windy and flurries out there.” Followed by the break.
 
Returning for a second look at the forecast with Frank Cavallaro. He said he will be a news anchor when he goes out for Halloween. This prompted Michel to say he would be a weather man. Light flurries tonight and sunny tomorrow morning. Tonight’s low will be 0 degrees with winds up to 60 km/h.  Tomorrow it will be 1 degree with winds at 20 to 40 km/h.  The 5-day forecast is 5 11 6 7 15 10 12.  Stock Talk with PJ Stock in a black jacket with a grey and white striped shirt.  Close Game for the Canadiens last night and Montreal Impact Lose.  Barack Obama will broadcast a 30-minute infomercial before tonight’s baseball game, delaying it by 15 minutes. Google Transit Site and a $1.5 million campaign to keep people from leaving the Island includes a $500,000 new Montreal Logo, receiving negative viewer’s comments and reviews. Followed by the break and returning for The Scene. Celine Dion’s biggest fan is a 62-year-old grandmother that saw Celine perform 100 times all over the world. As reported by Karen Pauls. A last look at the weather with Frank at 1 degree at 37 to 50 km/h winds. Michel signed off for the evening.  I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary blog of loving and dreaming and brief CBC News: Montreal at Six re-reportage of absent, anger, annihilating, awful, blasting, breaking, catabolic, cleaning, cracking, crashing, crushing, deadly, decomposing, demolishing, despair, destiny, devastating, dismantling, disposing, doom, embarrassment, eradicating, exploding, extinguishing, fate, fighting, grieving, incinerating, indiscriminate, inevitability, judging, killing, lethal, malignant, misfortune operating, overturning, overwhelming, pounding, power, pulling apart, pulverizing, ruining, self-destruction, senseless, smashing, superiority, terrible, war, will and wrecking.

Posted on on October 29th, 2008 in Uncategorized | No Comments »

My Spirit Baptism Loves Her Falling Water Healer

Grey clouds extended to every horizon, sealing out all chance of blue. The clouds were thick and low, showing soft folds of clay-like elephant skin. The grey shade intensified the yellow in the treescape. The wind blew very strong, gusting this way and that.  It was too cold for a jacket. I wore my purple and green coat instead.  The dampness of the air saturated my soul and sank under my clothes into my skin. Winter weather was coming. 3 crows flew with joy through the air at 10:40. A fourth crow followed behind. 2 in front made sweet cackles of love. They flew close, side-by-side, adoring each other’s flight. Current moved freely within. Aching from strain disappearing.  Her mountain of love looked like soft moss.  A siren wailed at 10:44. Find droplets of rain started to fall at 10:45. The sky got progressively darker. Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
Meshed wires were becoming untangled. Frayed edges blended in. Struggle found its reward.  I navigated vulnerable regions in the clot of forgetting. I was ashamed of myself, but I posed no harm. Trees undulated as if they were sea sponges. A yellow lovebird chirped as she flew, beating her wings and diving.  4 pigeons flew at top speed. A dog barked at 10:55.  Her mountain of love had grey fog. The voices of children wafted from the schoolyard.  Rain sprayed down as fine mist.  A red leaf floated on the wind.  5 pigeons flapped south in flight, passing a group of 6 heading north.  The gravel soon became a damp carpet from the rain that vibrated in the air.  The sensation of skin rippling as energy moved through meridians of my left leg. Intimate regions were finding freedom. A siren wailed at 11:15 according to my octagon clock speckled with moisture.  Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
My ambulance patient loves her emergency first aid.  My asylum alarm loves her rescue intervention.  My life jacket survivor loves her life boat anchor.  My savings account money loves her piggy bank loan.  My spirit baptism loves her falling water healer.  My body work preserving loves her dreamwork breath of life. My revival meeting servants loves her drinking Christ.  My ecology concern loves her green conservation.  My salvaging container loves her water treasure. My secure dikes loves her lighthouse comfort.  My spiritual doctor loves her homeopathic medicine.  My waiters favour loves her satisfied eating.  My choice buy loves her lamp store. My spiritual figures therapy loves her red teaching source. 
 
My flying saucer survivor loves her spaceship find. My improving possibility loves her mandala solution. My risk-taking leader loves her possessed achiever.  My dynamic hero loves her energy healer.  My reliable cooperativeness loves her irrefutable values.  My competitive courage loves her stubborn strength. I love her black lunar bible verse from my Egyptian box “Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28  “The Lord shall open unto thee his good treasure.” -Deuteronomy 28:12  “A faithful man shall abound with blessings.” Proverbs 28:20  “My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me: and I give unto them eternal life.” -John 10:27:28  “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28.  Yellow light and I love her. I love Anna Dirksen.
 
Meanwhile, one of my Korean students I spoke to this morning was an elementary school teacher. It was her son’s birthday today but he lives faraway. She explained that Koreans eat seaweed soup on their birthday, and she was sad that she couldn’t make him some.  If I understood  her correctly, she also said that Korean women eat seaweed soup for increasing fertility and chance of conception. I spoke to a Korean man, he was also a teacher. I asked him what his children play with when it’s an indoor rainy day like today.  He said there are many puzzles and games and a Korean stringed instrument too. He said it was just like a guitar but it was “an ancient traditional instrument.”
Kids in the schoolyard were fun and affectionate. Leia tried my patience somewhat by forcing my undivided attention with her happy one-word alarm. She said “Hello!” to me in a high-pitched voice over and over until her batteries ran down. Leia is a Libra.  Homer is a Taurus. His morning horoscope said “Today you will die.” He avoids many botched accidents but in the end dies simply by choking on some broccoli. Homer’s spirit goes to heaven where he meets a spiritual figure. It’s St. Peter at the pearly gates. But Homer hasn’t done one good deed in his life so he gets sent back to earth with 24 hours to do one measly kindly task. In the end, h saves a baby from a pram that went rolling down the stairs. Lisa and Bart nearly get gobbled up by a witch. Belligerent dolphins seek revenge and banish humans to the sea.
 
On CBC News: Montreal at Six, Michel Godbout wore a black jacket with grey lines and a white shirt with a black tie that had pale yellow crisscross and diamond patterns. Unheeded Warning, Drinking & Trucking, Sleep or Sex? Rain Then Snow.  Top Story: Unheeded Warning.  Anee Khudaverdian’s funeral is tomorrow. She was the wheelchair-bound mother that was killed in Les Cedres when she was struck by a car in a hit and run. Her neighbour found her lifeless body on his front lawn. He sent an open letter to La Presse, saying there is a major problem with the speed limit on the road there. The speed limit reads 50 km/h but he often clocks traffic at 90. He spoke with the mayor of Les Cedres but she said the road confirms to acceptable safety standards.  As reported by Shari Okeke.  Update: Hit & Run. The repeat offender pleaded not guilty.  Drinking & Trucking? A truck driver was under the influence when his truck jackknifed on Highway 20 before dawn. Most truckers shook their head in disgust.  “One drink is too many” amid evidence of parties. As reported by Amanda Margison in a black coat and a grey cap.
 
Quebec City police are on the lookout for a man that sexually assaulted a 7-year-old girl. Followed by a Suspicious Package found by the SQ.  Bail Denied for an 18-year-old man shot by police. He faces 6 charges. The weather with Frank Cavallaro in a grey suit, white shirt and a grey tie at a current temperature of 4.6 feeling like 4.0 with 93% humidity and 17 km/h winds.  Tomorrow it will be 0 degrees, feeling like -1 with 2-5 cm of snow and winds at 40 to 60 km/h.  We gain an extra hour this weekend. What are your plans with the extra time? Sleep or Sex? 1,600 Canadians were asked what they would rather have. Women replied differently than men. 58% of women chose sleep  over sex. ”You can have sex anytime.”  43% of men chose sleep over sex. It is a sensitive subject and finding a happy balance between the two can be a challenge with “bedrooms filled with laptops and televisions.” As reported by Kristin Falcao in a black jacket, red top and grey slacks.
 
Quebec premier Jean Charest is expected to make an election call next week.  The opposition says a fall call is unwise but Charest said “Both opposition parties don’t want to cooperate.”  As reported by David Shum in a black jacket, white shirt and black tie.  Your Turn: Coming up -viewer’s thoughts on a possible election.  Snow in Ottawa, rain in Montreal.  Followed by the Bell Center live and the break.  Returning for the forecast with Frank Cavallaro on “a messy night” at 5.0 feeling like 5.0 with 87% humidity and 19 km/h winds.  It’s been raining steady since 11 o’clock. Snow should begin between midnight and 1 am. Tomorrow’s high will be 3 degrees, feeling like 0 with winds at 40 to 60 km/h.  The 5-day forecast is 3 5 11 4 5.  Heavy rainfall for Gaspe, at least 100 mm.
 
Federal election posters must come down but where do all the posters go? They’re 100% recyclable and FACE school uses them in art class for various projects.  As reported by Louis Hamann in a black jacket, black turtleneck and blue jeans.  Developing Story: McKenna Not Running for Liberal Leadership but Leblanc Running For Liberal Leadership. Followed by Asbestos Decision, the Bell Center live and the break.  Returning for the day’s closing numbers and live at the Bell Center with Dan Halton in the rain for Honouring Coaches of the Montreal Canadiens. 3 of the team’s greatest coaches were Toe Blake, Dick Irving and Scotty Bowman.  No Jail For Barenaked Ladies Singer but he must stay clean for 6 months. 
 
Top Story: Unheeded Warning. A fatal hit and run could have been prevented said the neighbour of Anee Khudaverdian. Her funeral is tomorrow and so is her killer’s appearance in court. Montreal Matters: Youth.  24% of Quebec’s high school students use marijuana. It can become a habit for young people Andrew Chang spoke with Jessica. She had family problems and started using marijuana at age 14 to calm her anger down. But school and family mattered less and less. “It was sad and dark and black.” She took an 8-week intensive program at AMCAL Family Services and returned home drug-free.  Frank Cavallaro warned of tomorrow “You will need the snow brushes.” Followed by downtown at night to the break.
 
Returning for Most Viewed and Handicapped Parking Spots. 1 million Canadians have permits but able-body drivers “just don’t care”.  Roxie Malone came across the problem so many times that convinced her city to grant her a badge and her own ticket book for passing fines. “People can sometimes be so rude.” As reported by Terry Reith in a black leather jacket and a black shirt.  Scientists say an Artificial Heart is ready for implanting in humans in 3 years.  50 people in Quebec need a heart transplant each year.  As reported by Gerri Barrer in an orange leather jacket.  Land Dispute. Hunting is an integeral part of the First Nations cultural heritage. Hurons build chalets when they hunt on the Laurentians Wildlife Reserve.  35 camps are set up but wildlife organizations in Quebec are unhappy about it. It is illegal and they’re asking the Quebec government to step in. “The Hurons and the government have a lot to do to reach an agreement.”  As reported by Cathy Senay in a black coat and orange scarf. PJ  Stock previewed Stock Talk, followed by the break.
 
Returning for a second look at the forecast with Frank Cavallaro The rain will change to snow between midnight and 1 am, with a low of 0 tonight with 30 to 50 km/h winds. Tomorrow morning it will be 0 degrees feeling like -1 with 2 to 5 cm of wet snow and 40 to 60 km/h winds.  The 7-day forecast is 3 5 11 4 5 8 10. Stock Talk with PJ Stock in a black jacket, blue shirt and a blue and white tie. Kostitsyn In and Bute vs. Andrade Rematch. Followed by the break.  Returning for Your Turn on a possible vote in December and a last check on the weather with Frank at 5.0 degrees, feeling like 5.0 with 15 km/h winds.  Michel signed off for the evening. I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary blog of loving and dreaming and brief CBC News: Montreal at Six re-reportage of act, assemble, assist, buy, choice, collecting, comfort, concern, correction, delivering,  favour, find, freeing, gather, hoarding, improve, intervention, make up, nursing, possibility, potential, protecting, provide, ransom, reclaim, recover, release, relief, salvaging, satisfy, secure, solution, source, spiritual, stockpile, store, storing, teaching, treasuring, wait on and wisdom.

Posted on on October 28th, 2008 in Uncategorized | No Comments »

My Marriage Ceremony Commitment Loves Her Green Baby Care

The air was cool. The temperature was mild. A wide assortment of cloud covered the blue. Orb of Sun beamed bright through a fortunate gap. Blue sky was visible between between each cloudy layer.  There was an imposing wall of grey cloud on the northern horizon. A lowlying range of cloud coated the south sky with a thick omelet of grey. There were thick plumes lined up, side-by-side in the north. Those ones looked more like sea foam. The shimmering tree looked like Jason golden fleece from and the Argonauts. It was luminous golden yellow with a sparse touch of green.  Most of the trees were in fact yellow. A few trees were completely green. Just as many were completely naked. Burt orange stood out with beet red. Visibility revealed ample detail. Her mountain of love showed a decorative mass of colouration. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
A pair of wasps flew side-by-side. It was the first time I saw a couple going together. It was a few degrees cooler when Orb of Sun hid behind a spooky veil of cloud. The shimmering tree bubbled with life, while other trees were silent. A fat black helicopter made its way to the airport.  No signs of crows just yet. But soon as I wrote the word ‘crow’, a crow cawed once and made me notice it was 10:27. Immediately after that a car horn honked 8 times. Gravel was still partly damp. There were no pools of rainwater. Vivid yellow trees across the street were made even more brilliant in contrast with the blackness of their damp bark. Orb of Sun managed to light just a corner of her mountain of love.  A school bell rang at 10:31. A car horn honked seconds later. I could hear children’s voices carried on the wind. Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
Yellow lovebirds were in mid flight. Tiny flies were alight. Orb of Sun shone clear and strong. 2 sparrows play-chased in the wind. A crow cawed 6 times at 10:49.  A dog barked at 10:50 just before another siren called.  Construction hammers began on the roof of the EMSB with its 6 columns. A tiny fly that looked like a mosquito rested on my love diary page. Her little antennas wiggled. She twitched one of her left legs. She was preening herself, then took off. Blue sky opened up. Many clouds had dispersed. A dog barked at 11:02 as 4 pigeons flew overhead. Trees came to life in the wind.  Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this. My breakthrough actor loves her accomplished actress. My prize athlete loves her swimming performance.  My caring commitment loves her baby’s healthy body.  My seamstress task loves her fall harvest dress.
 
My construction deadline loves her green boat built. My complete writing loves her finishing photograph.  My satisfying meal loves her bottle of wine date.  My house completed loves her organic bread loaf.  My consummate painter loves her sculpture experience. My dreamwork book loves her marriage ceremony image. My inward sun loves her green essence.  My travel ticket meeting loves her traveling discussion.  I love her black lunar bible verse from my Egyptian box “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you.  Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” -John 14:27  “Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart.” Psalm 27:14.  “For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.” -Psalm 27:5  “The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms.” Deuteronomy 33:27.  Yellow light and I love her.  I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
Meanwhile, I took a nap this afternoon and dreamed I spoke to Robert Fripp about my decrepit electric guitar. He showed me a beautiful finely-crafted acoustic guitar that looked more like an ancient instrument. He had a remarkable presence of mind. He waited for me when I got lost in the crowd.  I got distracted by Homer.  He sold his soul to the devil for a donut and the devil wanted to claim it  Lisa demanded a fair trial. The devil couldn’t claim Homer’s soul because he pledged it to Marge on their wedding night. A terrified Bart watched a green gremlin sabotage the school bus. The family visited Mr. Burns the vampire. Lisa’s aghast that her mom was the one at the top. On CBC Newsworld, Heather Hiscox wore an orange-red blouse and a brown jacket.  Colleen Jones wore a red raincoat and a black cap that had the Canadian flag. Henry Champ wore a grey jacket with a white shirt and a grey and white checkered tie. Marivel Taruc wore a red sweater and a grey top.  Ann MacMillan wore a ruddy brown jacket that had a collar with yellow patterns along with a pink top.  Nil Koksal wore a big white knit scarf and a pale grey coat.  Alex Freedman wore a dark grey jacket with a pale yellow shirt and a grey tie. Nancy Wilson wore a yellow sweater and a white blouse.  Jeannie Lee wore a red jacket that had a yellow collar and a gold yellow scarf. Jacquie Perrin wore a dark brown jacket with a black top. On Living Montreal with Sue Smith, home-made Halloween costumes, face-painting for Halloween, what wines to serve with dinner tonight, buying a green car, home renovations with Punch! the 3D design program.
On CBC News: Montreal at Six, Michel Godbout wore a black jacket with a white shirt and a pink-red tie. Charest’s Call, The Longest Day, Jason’s Legacy, Turning Colder.  Top Story: Election Call? Premier Jean Charest might call for a December 8th vote that would cost $83 million. “The window of opportunity is now” with a Crop poll that shows the Quebec Liberals would receive 41% of the vote, with the PQ at 32% and the ADQ trailing behind at 16%.  Some voters aren’t too thrilled with a December Election. Charest cancelled his trip to China, pointing to the possibility of an election. As reported by David Shum in a black jacket, grey sweater and a white shirt. Montrealers Voting:  “We don’t need another election!” You can’t blame Montrealers for suffering from election fatigue.  As reported by Louis Hamann in a black jacket, white shirt and a black tie with white dots. Michel asked viewers “What do you think?” Developing Story: Plot To Kill Obama.  2 Neo-Nazis suspects are in custody. 
 
Daylight Kidnapping. A pregnant Montreal woman is recovering from a kidnapping that occurred around 9:30 this morning at a travel agency. The woman’s co-worker witnessed the suspects speed off in a green van. Police suspect the motive was money but the 34-year-old victim came home on her own in a cab and is refusing to press charges. Police say the kidnapping may have been staged by the victim herself.  As reported by Dan Halton in a grey raincoat and a white shirt.  Jewelry Store Robbery and a 21-year-old man faces murder charges for stabbing his 34-year-old victim several times in the chest. It’s the 18th murder in Montreal this year. 
 
Arson Motive:  A love triangle prompted 2 men the burn a Hell’s Angels bunker to the ground. A member of the Hell’s Angels seduced the girlfriend of one of the men and so he sought revenge. The forecast with Frank Cavallaro in a black jacket, white shirt and gold tie at a current temperature of 10.5, feeling like 11.0 with 54% humidity and 11 km/h winds.  Storefront Improvement. Mayor Tremblay is giving $23 million to 28 streets needing renovations. As reported by Amanda Margison in a grey jacket and a purple scarf.  Please go to the website to see if your street is up for refurbishment. “Stocks took another dive today.” Followed by downtown at night and the break.
 
Returning for the forecast with Frank Cavallaro at a current temperature of 10.0. “The honeymoon is over but improvement by Friday.” Tonight’s low will be 6 degrees with a 60% chance of showers for this evening and tonight. Tomorrow it will be 9.0 feeling like 6.0 with rain and winds at 30 to 60 km/h.  The 5-day forecast is 9 3 5 12 9.  Monday Market Blues.  Another dismal day for the Canadian dollar due to the dropping price of oil.  “Logic has left the markets” and “Nobody has seen this kind of volatility.” As reported by Havard Gould. Followed by the day’s closing numbers and 99.9 cents for a litre of gas in Montreal. Coming Up: Safe Investments. 
 
A 24-year-old man faces Dangerous Driving Charges. Speeding and alcohol were likely causes.  A 36-year-old mother of 4 was killed. Followed by Quebec Road Accidents numbers. The Federal Court of Appeal said users have the right to choose their own growers in a Medical Marijuana Case. Followed by the break.  Returning to downtown at night and ALS Drug Trials.  “The first new drug to come along in years” has shown to slow down the degeneration of nerve cells. As reported by Gerri Barrer in a caramel leather coat. A Montreal cardiologist report says Heart Disease is on the rise in Quebec at 56%.  Asbestos Labeling.   Top Story: December Election? Only Jean Charest knows for sure. Sources say he could call one next Wednesday. Canada-Wide warrant and Toronto Shooting Update.  Charles Dubin Dies.  “Rain, then some snow and strong winds.” To the river at night and the break.
 
Returning for the casino at night and Alternative Investments.  A few suggestions for diversifying your investments are: Art. The market for contemporary art is experiencing a boon.  “It’s a blessed time to buy art.” Real estate could also yield some big dividends in the resale, and there are also wine futures to consider. As reported by Dan Halton.  Jean Charest announced a $500 million investment for an aerospace center.  565 jobs would be created. A hydro electric project valued at $7 billion is now having public consultations.  Returning a leased vehicle can be more expensive than you expected with steep fees for minor wear and tear. “Some manufacturers are trying to make money any way they can” with high return charges, so get a second opinion. As reported by Reg Sherren in a black leather jacket, white shirt and a green tie.  “Green could actually be white Wednesday morning.” Followed by the break.
 
A second look at the forecast with Frank Cavallaro. “Cloudy is the weather word.” There’s a 60% chance of showers tonight and heavy rain tomorrow morning. Tonight’s low will be 6 degrees, feeling like 5. Tomorrow morning it will be 7 degrees, feeling like 5 with rain and winds at 30 to 40 km/h.  The 7-day forecast is 9 3 5 12 9 3 7.  Be Green with Geeta Nadkarni in black slacks and a white blouse with black and red patterns.  Dry cleaning can be a pretty toxic process with Health Hazards of PERC and Eco-Hazards of PERC. An alternative is the hydro-carbon machine. It cleans anything. Costs are 10 to 25% higher for green dry cleaning.  More info on Geeta’s blog at the website at www.cbc.ca/montrealatsix. Followed by the break. 
 
Hockey Fights Cancer.  A special invite from the Montreal Canadiens: Cancer patients meet their hockey heroes.  The Canadiens raised $10 million starting 10 years ago and young adults with cancer are getting more help from the Habs and The Jason Fund. Saku Koivu said “You gotta fight, you gotta stay positive.” More on The Jason Fund at the website. As reported by Kristin Falcao in a green sweater and a white blouse. Your Turn on Racy Hallowe’en Costumes. “Whatever happened to Frankenstein?” A last look at the forecast at 10.0 feeling like 10.0 with 58% humidity and 7 km/h winds. Closing with Beer Overboard on Highway 175.  Michel signed off for the evening.  I’m Frank Remus in Montreal for this Krimson News diary blog of loving and dreaming and CBC News: Montreal at Six re-reportage of accomplish, attain, authentic, autonomy, awarding, breakthrough, building, caring, carrying out, commitments, complete, consummate, definite, determining, earn, essence, executing, experience, finishing, fulfil, harvest, inward, making, manifesting, natural, perform, plans, possibility, potential, realizing, ripeness, satisfy, substantial, tangible and to make real.

Posted on on October 27th, 2008 in Uncategorized | No Comments »

My Black Storm Encounter Loves Her Red Lightning Snakes

Orb of Sun shone warm and bright. It was good to relax in the light. I picked up the thread once again to let transformation arise. Blue dominated the skies. A grey stretch of cloud in the north. A crow silently perched on top of a tall tree. She watched and waited awhile. A dog barked at 10:27. The crow let out 4 caws. She adding 3 more and 3 more. Another caw, and she was in the air, cawing thrice, barking orders it seemed. Another crow in the distance replied with high voice, evoking a sense of rank. The dog barked again, joining in. She was wondering what was going on. I had reinforcement in the current. It was unfolding, freely flowing. A brief rumble in the north. A rainwater pool remained from yesterday’s downpour. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
Dogs barked. Crows cawed. The wind wasn’t freezing at all. I had ample experience of heat. I felt solid and muscular. Energy stirred within me. Orb of Sun’s gorgeous rays somehow subdued the strength of the fall colours. But orange and red stood out clearly and some yellow could not be disguised. The main theme was green to my eyes. Current vibrated like electrical bubbles that came up from beyond sensation. A blue jay called at 11:00. The traffic was silent. I enjoyed the peace and quiet. An odd blotch of light on her mountain of love flashed at 11:07. I did not write for a long stretch. I was simply reflecting and observing, following the inner and outer process. Sirens wailed at 11:27. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
Orb of Sun’s heat had good strength. The rippling rainwater pool reflected the trees and the sky. It revealed submerged gravel soaking in it at the same time. Exposed gravel by the pool’s shore glinted like diamonds. My passion stirred for my soulmate’s lunar life. Dogs continued to bark. Gravel crackled as it was drying. I closed my eyes and saw green in the midsts of the murky plasma. Shadows were faithful to objects. Contrast was vivid and clear. It was warmer than it has been for days. There was stillness beyond every noise. She was in every ardent rhyme. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
My angry opposition loves her quarrel competition. My feud negotiation loves her dissension arbitration. My labour storms loves her business strategy. My rams butting heads loves her butting rivalry. My championship wrestlers loves her martial arts sports. My arguing match loves her fighting duel. My black political heroes loves her blending red encounter. My Darwinian evolution loves her mastering lightning snakes. My volcano erupting fire loves her earthquake stress. My risking battle loves her enemy’s frustration. My rape prevention loves her victim resistance. My passive power play loves her testing submarines. I love her black lunar bible verse from my Egyptian box “If any man serve me, him will my Father honour.” -John 12:26. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.

Posted on on October 26th, 2008 in Uncategorized | No Comments »

My Kissing Adoration Loves Her Newborn Baby Hug

It was a windy. Trees were swaying, rustling and undulating. 5 pigeons were beating their wings. A 6th followed behind. The shimmering tree was noisy. Its leaves flickered at lightning speed. The rain came down lightly dotting my new love diary page. I retreated to the elevator room staircase, to continue writing for her. Her darkness and light I adore. It wasn’t too cold, despite the wind. In fact, I found it pleasant to sit amongst the greyness of it all. The entire sky was a massive moonstone, impervious to any blueness, or the Orb of Sun for that matter. But it didn’t matter because I am in love with her.  I longed to hold her.  Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
My octagon clock blew down at 10:41. It landed on my right foot from the elevator room stair. I had a good view of it when I gazed at her mountain of love. Trees waved with great glee. Leaves rattled quite quickly, brought to life by the wind. Animated as if possessed by an unseen vivifying source the trees swayed like cosmic dancers, with effortless swaying gestures, so beautifully graceful like ballet. Some trees heaved their great bellies. A faint rainbow in the sky was to the left of the shimmering tree, in the far east. The thick grey sky was murky. The rain came down softly, quietly tapping at my feet. I thought of her and felt healing. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
Crows cawed from distant trees. Energy was filling me. The skin of my left hand tingled as I came to life with the flow that went through to the most intimate meridians. A rumble started at 11:00. It was quiet and quickly went away, but then it picked up a bit. Traffic was introspective. A dog barked at 11:02. A gentle rain fell. Tapping was subdued. The gravel received a mild bath. Stranded leaves flopped around. My mind made no verbal equations. . I was Blank Frank besides the process inside. Fine rain fell steady and clear. There was nothing strange to see or hear. I had no gremlins to fear. No lights on her mountain of love. Water dripped with the wind. Yellow light and I love her. I’m in love with Anna in this.
 
I took the 66 bus downtown and then the metro to Berri-UQAM. I went to Archambault Music and found Tom Verlaine’s Dreamtime -a 1981 favorite of mine. I also picked up a ticket to see David Byrne on October 30th at The Metropolis. I picked up food on Queen Mary Road. I walked home sipping a root beer. By that time it was pouring rain. I was lucky I had my horsy umbrella. I came home for love-writing to Anna. My kissing adoration loves her caressing hug. My newborn agreed loves her baby guaranteed. My gourmet food toast loves her white wine bouquet. My celebrating persona loves her children’s costuming. My shaking hands electrical charge loves her real healing touch.
 
My true morality loves her honest ethics. My cheerful roses loves her gift flower happiness. My sunrise painter loves her morning glory. My classical music gathering loves her temple museum. My authentic gold loves her genuine silver. My wagging tail health loves her caring reward. My avowing saint loves her clear heaven. My lovers joy loves her love making climax. My positive possibility loves her optimistic goal. My certain handsomeness loves her unequivocal attractiveness. My affirming great awe loves her unquestionable beauty. I love her black lunar bible verse from my Egyptian box “The word of the Lord endureth for ever.” I Peter 1:25a “And this is the promise that he that promised us, even eternal life.” -I John 2:25 “Wherefore he is able also to save them to the uttermost that come unto God by him, seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them.” -Hebrews 7:25 “The meek will he guide in judgment: and the meek will he teach his way.” Psalm 25:9 “The liberal soul shall be made fat: and he that watereth shall be watered also himself.” Proverbs 11:25. I love Anna Dirksen.

Posted on on October 25th, 2008 in Uncategorized | No Comments »

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