and his senior video.. i believe released in October 2005..
that will make him precisely 55 like me.. as he is 10 years
total my senior.. born in 1950.
And this 1986 video
brings back fond
memories for me
back in 1986.. a poor yet
happy young man
to get his first credit card and purchase my first used console TV with fading color..
as before that all I have is a black and white TV..
Albeit a color TV at age 16..
at home with mother..
until it blows up in smoke
a few years later..
and in 1986..
living with a girlfriend
with her two children
in a wasting
oh do i know..
feels like to be poor..
and grasping at straws
of modern luxury and comfort…
And ah.. Peter Gabriel.. such a humanitarian..
bringing the score of the movie the last Temptation..
rightly depicting Jesus as a historical man rather than
a ONLY SON OF GOD to the dismay
of all the Christian Fundie sheep..
in my metro super-red-state locality.
Yes.. i shed my frigging skin and pound the truth of freedom
IN dance into my STILL FUNDIE LOCALITY at Super-Walmart
to the grins of children and GENERAL dismay of ignoring older folks
who think I’m fuc8ing crazy.. while I smile and grin inside
with my ‘Terminator’ look
on the outside.. AS BIG as a Universe..
with truly starry eyes on skin.. instead of ‘normal’ human clothed
and hidden cultural skin.. gaining connection to all.. instead of hiding away
in a cave of human lies.. IN skin that refuses to see the simple truth of bliss IN Truth connecting existence..
when one is finished foraging food for the day.. coming back to the campfire to dance naked and free under moonlight nights
of embeRing campFire ecstasy with others of the tribe..
holding skin together.. as one force
of humanity starry eyes twinkling freedom..
Well yeah.. with the exception of rave dancing
every Thursday Night.. i am a tribe of one..
at Super-Walmart.. except for the little children who i do inspire to twirl around
Super-Walmart the rest of the night..
and harder for parents to say no.. after the ‘Terminator’.. just does it for an hour or two..
in the biggest middle aisle.. like a frigging ballerina on crack…
Few there may ever know my REAL name.. but chances are they will not forget the dancing dude in red state Fundie-land until their dying day.. gasping their last breath.. finAlly realizing
hey.. I could have danced..
why did NOT.. I dance..
now I understand.. WHY
the dancing ‘Terminator’ looking dude at
Super Walmart.. DANCES LIKE HE DOES..
(as yeah.. i’ll probably still be dancing.. when ‘they’ are dying with last breath)
I am fortunate.. i already die in life.. for five whole years with a pain medically assessed as worse than real crucifixion.. not not just death.. real HUMAN HELL..
how blessed i am NOW by the FORCE as IS.. NOW
FOR THIS great gift of pain.. misery.. and suffering worse than death..
to become a real
JOB in a job of life..:)
The REAL job of JOB is convincing other folks that heaven is reAlly now..
But hey.. the so-called REAL Gnostic Jesus can’t convince folks about that 2K years or so ago in words.. so that is why i say fU8k words and use the oldest and greaTest language of all to minister my message of bliss.. in the heaven of now.. DANCE ON…
Anyway.. Leah.. thanks for the morning cup of inspiration.. with this will be the blog post of the day.. and last night i am hoping for an inspiration to say JUST THIS…
HAHA! THAT makes you princess Leah.. and speaking of princesses.. Shakira doesn’t quite put the ‘intellect’ and ‘deep’ ways of ‘speaking’ into her music like Peter Gabriel.. AND YOU.. BUTT.. with HIPS she too definitely knows how to take her skin off and JUST FLOW in dance connection with the rhythms of InFiniTy as is for NOW!..:)