Jan 2-5th LONDON ENGLAND
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We got off the plane in
Heathrow. Big Airport.
I took a bath. The first part
of the week is in the Royal
Horseguards hotel, the royal
Horseguards being right behind
us, meaning the horse stables of
the royal family. And me and my
friend love horses, and these
are the best. They have their
own little army too, just to
protect them.
I got a frozen durian that
sucked in London’s Chinatown. Everything is closed because of Chinese New Year.
I bought an oyster card to use
the underground tube. ” MIND THE
GAP! ” blares on the speakers
there. I was like, ” What is the
gap?” and could not figure out
for a long time. Its the yellow
line, they want you to stand
back from it when the train
comes. you see Tshirts that say
” Fuck the Gap!” with the
underground tube symbol.
Everywhere there are video
cameras, on the streets.
Security is so tight.
I saw Big Ben and Westminster
Abbey. The Royal Horseguards is
on the Thames , 3 blocks away
from the front of Big Ben. So
when I see Big Ben, I can also
see our hotel, in tourist photos
and in movies.

We went all over the King and
Queen’s land and our hotel is on
the King and Queens land, our
money goes to them. They are so
rich. They own everything.
We saw a play about Queen, with
the music of Queen called WE
WILL ROCK YOU, It was so
awesome, it was so nice, I loved
it, I love queen. The main
charcter was Galileo Figaro and
Scaramusch and it was 1984ish
about music being not allowed to
be made by anyone but a mean
corporation with a nasty leader
called Killer Queen.
I ate grapes , avocado and
mango. I had chamomile tea.
London is very beautiful. It is
very old and ancient actually,
we can see so much history .
There are class levels here and
people dress and act all stuffy.
Different accents too.
Westminster Abbey, I saw a book
telling about in the the year
1013 - the . Wow. Yes, things
were different then.
But still the same. War,
executions, murder, poison,
wealth, power, middle and low
class.
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Today I saw the Royal Horseguards,

themselves. They look cool, wear large wool capes and have all this red stuff sticking out of a ponytail at the top of their heads.
I saw Buckingham Palace and Mayfair, Where Rich people of all London time have lived.
I saw buses that are double deckered, rode the tube, hung out on Bond street,Oxford street Picadilly and did some shopping.
I sat in a cafe and had a Camomile tea .
Everywhere I see beautiful people. London is the only place I have seen Blacks, dressed like cowboys holding hands with Chinese Blondes, also others , like Hot Indians holding hands with Regal hispanics. So beautiful to see integration. It makes me feel like everything is ok. We all should be equal. We all should act it and treat each other with respect.

I am excited to see museums and a play or two. I realize going with another person, traveling with an other, well, there is a whole new psychology. Its no longer the individual. You can’t just do what you like with someone else. You have to do what the other wants and you have to treat each other as equals. I do not want to feel like I am on vaca with my parents or act like I got an itinerary nobody wants to do.
I want to share beautiful experiences together with the same mindset. There is no leader. It is necessary to think of the other person.
Also, so much time alone together is hard too, you find out alot about the other person and well, things are said that have always wanted to be said and you have to look into the mirror and see yourself as others do, like it or not. Yes, I may have a temper and not care what anybody says if they act like what I say is boring as well.
Plus I talk way too much, I do. I must annoy guys sometimes, Blah Blah, here are my guts , Look at me.
I am beautiful and eat fruit.
I feel karma go right thru me instantly. My whole body is filled with guilt or happiness at once.
I need to try harder to get along with someonbody without risking them thinking they can do or say whatever without consequence. Maybe I should accept everything and not worry about being someone elses karma.
Abraham Lincoln said : ” A GENTLEMAN IS A MAN WHO DOES NOT INFLICT ANY PAIN” that can be referred to a lady too, one who does not inflict any emotional pain.
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Today I Saw Tony Blair’s house. He is in Miami, on Vacation, now and people are upset, I told you everybody wants to be in Miami in the winter. People are upset because well, the get upset about stuff like that.
I went on a ghost tour. I saw old churches, in places that were temples to Diana in ROMAN TIMES, yes that old..i saw hurches with shrapnel holes from the World War, both of them.
I heard stories of a queen who murdered her KING husband and when she was buried she was buried in a Friars robe ( monk) so she would fool St. Peter upon entering Heaven )
Saw Winston Churchill’s home. I put my foot on the same tomb, same place that Hugh grant did in Four weddings and a funeral.
I saw a church from 1100 . Walked arundf kensington, ” Where the rich people live” and saw nice cars.
I saw Princess Diana’s home. Millionaire’s row where they confiscate your camera if you are taking pictures on the side of the Israeli embassy. saw the ancient bunker of the Royal family where you can rent a room for 20,000 a week next to that big palace where Diana Lived.I saw mews, where the horses were kept, now all turned into offices.
I ate an avocado, grapes, mangos , dates, cacao,cherries, blueberries.
I saw many things, ruins, saw where the Physicians Hall was in 1500’s where they tried to bring back the dead hanged men by electrocution and cut up bodies.
Did you know the Fire of London started at PUDDING street and ended at PYE street, and people thought it was a message of God’s, warning about their gluttony. They even put a statue of a fat kid called the sin of gluttony on PYE street I saw!!! The Great fire of London was in the year 1666.

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look, that photo has 666 in it too, in the file name!
I saw graveyards of the plague, all piled high above ground body upon body, and also heard stories about how the drinking water was infected by all the bodies and dogs and cats dug up the bodies to eat them.
I saw haunted pubs and heard about the gallows.
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trafalgar square
Today I went to Oxford by train. An hour outside of London. It was a nice long ride thru the countryside.
We got there and walked around my friends old dorm, he showed it to me, where there was an old church with bones sticking out of the ground. in those days, bodies were atop of bodies ..for only like 50 years and then they were dug up for new plots.
He showed me a field where he played american football to groups of confused spectators , and now stands football goal posts.
We saw buildings a thousand years old and anything new was 500 years old. He told me the stories of how Oxford was the center of education for the longest times, the best of the best and all around them were brutes from the country , who would steal so they had to make walls, and patch up windows.
Everything was supertiny now because people were tiny back then.
We went into an old pub called THE BEAR and the ceiling was as high as me. I had a tea and my friend had a pint of bitters. We walked around beautiful old Oxford.
We saw students on bikes wearing wool capes, we saw the Thames where these punts were parked for students to ride them with kegs of beers.
He went on a ghost tour and I went home.
my hotel the first nights

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The Ritz , when we checked in the lady walked us up to our room and gave us a tour of all the perks. man, we have two people for every person here even when the Hotel is full.
We came two days ago to look around at The RITZ, and they kicked us out on our bums! No sightseeing without a reservation..!!!
We also see people taking photos outside, wishing they could see it inside.
I read a book called Tea at the Ritz and learned so much history, I read quotes in famous English novels about the Cucumber sandwiches there and Poems aboutthe beauty.
I went to the Bloody Tower, This was a royal palace a thousand years ago, maybe longer.
I saw exactly where Ann Boleyn was decapitated, and also where she was buried, under the altar of a tiny ornate creepy church from 1200, and that was new!
I saw how executions took place, where the headless bodies were brought and where the heads were thrown.
I saw BEEFEATERS, which need 22 years of armed service and medals of honor to just apply for the job, and they get buried when they die at The Bloody tower too in the graveyard.
There are 6 kinds of pillows to order free here in The Ritz. One is even lavender filled.
White Roses in all the bathrooms for purity, Christmas Poinsettas everywhere .
I looked at room service, 1000 dollar (usd) caviar and blinis …lol, they have fresh squeezed juices of all kinds and fruits and exotic fruit salads too.
I saw castles, Moats, a room where two Prince boys were kept and then murdered, to be buried on the grounds and not found until 100 years later. I saw the ravens of the Tower, which there is a story that says when the ravens disappear the White Tower will fall and the country will go to ruin, so they cut all the Ravens wings so they do not leave..
I saw THE ROYAL CROWN JEWELS!!!!!!!!! These are all the jewels you see in paintings of English Royalty, all the crowns and sceptres and royal orbs covered in gems. I saw them, i wished I could touch them. I saw GOLD GOLD GOLD!!!! Swords and church stuff too.
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I am eating the best tangerines in the world with the green still on them and the leaves. Free in our room.
I am reading Vanity Fair, an English masterpiece, and I saw where Thackeray wrote it two days ago in Kensington.
I am watching Japanese tv here,in London, where they have people dressed up as monsters and groaning like them, too, and they pick up little screaming kids and everyone laughs and its on tv, screaming kids getting terrified.
I am at the Ritz, last night we saw the bar and restaurant. Cesar Ritz designed it eons ago to bring out the best complexion in everybody so he chose pink lighting, oh, it was a dream. all Belle Epoque, meaning it looks like we are in another century of terribly gorgeous wealthy people in good, good times. I was self conscious though, wearing -walking around the city- clothes and everyone was dressed up beyond formal and looked so good.
Today we are eating breakfast downstairs and then going ice skating, we got compimentary champagne because when we checked in a maid was still cleaning, so I guess we are gonna drink some for the New Years. (I know, not very fruitarian and I will die probably, but well, just a little, for tradition. Its really hard, I have to say no for Tea at the Ritz because well, they serve sandwiches and cakes along with it and well, I also needed reservations six weeks in advance, we’ll see, We usually get what we want. I know I always do. )
It’s not like the Ritz Carlton at all, but THE Ritz, its not like any other top of the line thing we are used to in the states, this is almost for a lost era of Aristocrats and Movie Stars, the first.

We have a photo of Talullah Bankhead drinking champagne out of a shoe in the Ritz a million years ago framed on the desk.
There are Chandeliers in the room and flowers and well, just about everything. I weighed myself in the bathroom I weigh 7 and a half stone!
Alot of gold trim on the walls and carvings and cupolas in the walls and etchings of stuff like Windsor Castle, framed in gold on the walls and old gold lighting fixtures.
There are many different plugs.
Ritz bathrobes, towels, stationery, champagne glasses and magazines.
The mini bar has about five champagnes and stuff, like my grandfather used to eat, fruit shaped candies and chocolate covered orange peels.
We have a nice long hdtv and dvd and movies to watch.
Last night our Sleep was disturbed, three in the morning there was some banging on pipes, the walls here are so thin, we are above the ballroom so we heard music all night, too. My friend complained and now we are going to get a different room today.
I am so excited about going ice skating at the Natural History museum, and then seeing it, all the museums in Britain are free, it seems. I wanna see what Dinosaurs eat, the exhibit. One of the Spice girls was skating there a few days ago.
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Oh my god, I just came back from Tea at the Ritz, THE institution of what ever is the best in life. Don’t ask how we got a reservation!!! My friend did it!!
It does not get any better than that, ever, never. The adjective Ritzy is about the ritz in London, not the Ritz Carlton, we know is the USA. It is amazing, it is, I have never felt so high in MY life, EVER..
I decided I want to haunt the place as a ghost after I die. it is heaven on earth.
The trays of desserts and finger sandwiches, I could not eat, of course, but I ate the fruit off the tarts and I scraped the cucumber off the tiny paper thin sandwiches with cucumber sliced like thin deli meat..and had tea with no sugar, it was amazing, there is nothing, nothing like this place!
I loved the tuxedo waiters, harp player wore a tux, such grandeur, gold, statues of goddesses, huge Christmas trees filled with gold and red velvet, and wrapped with elegance.
There are a million pieces of tea porcelain, silverware with funny shapes and oh, we got complimentary champagne, long story, I drank two sips and said no way, no more, I will be drunk, so my friend helped himself.
I had all you can drink Darjeeling tea , the way it is supposed to be drunk, no shakiness at all (It’s the sugar that gives on the cracked out feeling one associates with caffeine)
This is like all of a sudden everything is beautiful, magic, and oh my god, I felt like an Princess..
My friend had no jacket and tie, he was not allowed in like that, so we had to really work to find one, we borrowed one from the hotel . We were a little late.
oh what a treat. It is like 70 dollars each just for tea, cakes and sandwiches, to sit there, but so worth it, a lifetime of inspiration. No wonder all the famous literary persons, like Oscar Wilde , etc write poems about Tea at the Ritz, there is nothing like it!! I felt like I was dripping with jewels. oh my.
Tonight is the fireworks, right outside our old hotel by the Royal Horseguards, we saved our hotel room key to get in that area, it will be so packed.
London is the center of PICKPOCKETS, so we have to be careful.
We got a huge bottle of champagne to spray.
I feel so honored to be here, I feel so grateful. I feel so away from anything bad in my life. There is no more bad, the Ritz has wiped my slate clean, my entire life is washed away. Only the best of the best has entered,that is how I feel. I will wrte poems about this place, maybe I will only come here for Christmas every year of my life. I feel from another time, another lifetime where gold was gold and glitter was everywhere and the money flowed like champagne and the tuxedos were spotless…the dresses all amazing. Everybody there today at tea was impressed, in awe. We deserve it, I know I do, I have been calling today for the entire year, the best of the best I wanted, and I got it!
I love you, I love everyone, everything is on fire and alive and the streets of London are so beautiful, nothing compares to this place. Picadilly, Oxford Street.
I see men in tuxedos wearing KILTS!! Just like Prince Charles does.
Oh we also went to Speakers Corner in Hyde Park. Its a place where anyone can speak freely about anything. I listened to some Arabs fighting over Sadam, Arguing, is he the devil? or their leader?
I saw people on ladders talk to the Muslims telling them they need to accept Jesus, or go to hell, sex was in another corner, there was a black guy with a Jamaican flag who we left before he goty to speak.
I could go up and talk about Fruitarianism and people would listen and surround me and even take my photo and film me. its so cool. I love it.
London and Paris, are my family. Nothing is more ancient, older and classier.
I have never in my life felt more humble, more in awe of wealth of spirit, this is so classy, this is where the word Ritzy was created. Its all diamonds, lights and gold.
And the magic of tea, has ensnared me, tea plain, brewed the real way, no tea bag and with a strainer into a porcelain cup.
Last night I ate red peppers with avocados and pomodorino tomatoes, today I had one brazil nut that I cracked open, there is a big bowl of nuts and nutcracker in our room and a bowl of dried figs and tangerines, free.
My friend is passed out from all the champagne, he is naked on the bed snoring watching a game of CRICKET on bbc2.
Oh all the british shows are just like Benny Hill, with modern updated, super hot, hot girls, where do they get girls this perfect?
All the hot girls with big breasts and mini skirts and in lingerie, every show has them, you can get horny by just watching regular tv. It’s not like abc or cbs at home at all.
I am on this beautiful rug. I like the clocks, the fireplace, the desks, the bath room, the bedcovers are antique and silky embroidered and everything is ancient looking.
I went ice skating dd not fall once
first time ever too
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The fireworks were so beautiful, they were, in London EYE. We were right under on it on the Thames by Big ben and they EYE thing, that ferris wheel bug thing.
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On the plane home I realized London is very powerful on my subconcious. I saw a movie on the plane, a great one called THE QUEEN about Queen Elizabeth , Diana and Tony B. I saw The OMEN, filmed in, LONDON, where we were and I saw a DOCTOR WHO episode, British, filmed in Versailles about Madame Pompadour.
Checkingout I found our tea at the Ritz was free, complimentary because of my friend, he complained about noise one night.
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It is so rare, so rare, but when it happens , I am in awe: To open an avocado and have it be soft, ripe, and perfectly green and yellow, and to top it off, it was a florida one, which is large! Oh OH OH
I am picky with my fruit, if there are spots that are big, I throw it out..if there is a tiny mold, I toss it..if there is anything too ripe, gone.
I cut slits in it and then slits sideways and scooped out with a spoon and then I took blood red ripe cherries, deseeded and destemmed them with my teeth (Oh yes, I am glamourous except when it comes to food, I am like a monkey!)
I also cut the cherries in fourths with my teeth and then mixed it all up in a bowl with flamingos and palm tree designs and oh its so good.
I had to write about it. Is that weird? Yes, I am sure it is. Most people cannot taste
avocados and think i am nuts, but it really exciting to me. Its a dish to remember. It is creamy, luscious, tart and very sweet and bloody.
Do you see how its the simple things in my life that I enjoy sooo much?
In London I would sit on the floor of a glamorous hotel and cut a red pepper into slices with my teeth and then make avocado cubes that were not ripe , but I didn’t care, and cut cherry tomatoes in half with my teeth too and mix it all up.
Wait. I forgot to mention that my Swiss army knife I bought that had the alps on it, saying Switzerland, my keychain one, I used everyday and worshipped.. was confiscated at the security checkpoint at airport, I forgot to put it in my luggage and had to give it up on christmas, my karma got me back for something I did and deserved….So on my trip I had to prepare everything with my teeth. Its just fruit I eat so its not bad, I think we are made for that, with nails too , to peel fruit.
Sometimes I take an avocado and with my thumb nail I peel it like an orange and then I take the” egg ” and dig out the little pit with all ten fingers as I split it in half, I suck on the pit and then give it to the earth, for compost… Then I eat it with my hands to the amazement of people who see me.
I usually prefer grapes and cherries to apples and pears that I prefer to cut.
Pineapple you need a knife.
Coconuts, I let my menfriends do those for me. A week ago, my one friend brought me coconuts from his dad’s yard.
My rats love the soft jelly coconut flesh. He gets mad when I feed them, he said he does not climb trees , risking life, for rats.
It’s just like thai but its not sweet. Florida coconuts are a meal. Soft cream, transparent and the water is fresh. They are everywhere year round.
Lychees, the red ones, not brown and old..are so amazing put in fruit salads, oh…
I could just die.
Now things I need to eventually give up are cacao beans, dates ( the reason being its too much of a hassle to order them fresh..but when I buy in supermarkets I have to weed out the ones with bug droppings, yes, the supermarket kinds have bug droppings and I have to inspect each one opening them up with my teeth, if I see little pellets, I throw it out.)
I also have to give up tea, but I like it. Tea with no sugar is not the same. I always thought tea gave me the shakes and moodswings and aches, but it was the SUGAR!!!!
This morning I resorted to Starbucks in silk sachets tea, I think it was white mutant tea with flowers, yummy.
ok..I also have to give up my occasional but rare raw honey fix. Its not bad, no..but well, its ok for now. Its very very rare.
Also I drink alot of water. Most fruitarians don’t, I used to not, before I didn’t know what I was doing, and just followed others, but now I do. Juliano Brotman does not either.
If my lips are dry, I need to drink.
It depends what I eat. Tea or cacao beans definitely make you dehydrated!!!
If I were doing melons all day I am sure I would not need to .
What happens when you go out in traffic and have all this pollution and them sit by a smoker smoking and then go thru xray machines and eat fruit that has been irradiated? YOU NEED TO DRINK WATER TO PASS THAT THRU YOU !!!
Also if my pee is strong smelling I am dehydrated, which is always, after popping cacao beans or drinking tea, salt etc.. I know my body.
When I fly I get dehydrated.. I cannot tell if its the air conditioning or the fruit, I eat, that has been xrayed thru the belt at security..or the machines I go thru. If I do not drink water on a plane, I will get sneezy…but if I do drink, I am fine.
Now that I am back home I am sure I will use knives again. I have a nice ceramic one.
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My dad wrote me. I worte back, he wrote back, I worte back, how much is enough
They say all your relationships are a copy of your father daughter relationship..and mine, well. We have always been miles away.
I have tremendous power over you, even as your daughter,,lol
Yes, it has been a LITTLE unbalanced our relationship. He is kissing my ass now.. I find it unnerving a little..To balance it out, he needs to know that I am not going to run to him like a puupy anytime he calls me. I am very exclusive .
I wonder what is in my Xmas package in the post office waiting for me from him.. My birthday present , last November, was, well…he really spent a fortune and alot of time on it.
It sure beats the school clothes I got for xmas every year when we lived together.
I will report back when I get more gifts from him. I am like the Queen, measuring the depths of curtseys people give her..but instead I am measuring how many gifts I get from him. I have a list in my head. It better be good.
This has nothing to do with him, but with me. This is all in my own head. If he doesn’t give me gifts its my fault. I let him off too easy.
The reason I say this is because so many times I own things that are so special to me, like my Swiss army knife, or my cherry ring I own, the one I got in Times Square, but it would mean so much more if someone else had gotten them for me, WHEN THEY HAD THE CHANCE..
I love you hunny, more than anything, with you I feel and am safe. I am as safe as if I was sleeping. You make everything better, you make everything love. My life has been such a distraction to me, I have forgotten but remember you often. I dream of you and in your arms I remember time, before I existed, completely in darkness and warmth.
Thank you for everything, I feel like everything is the way it should be. Things are beautiful, there is a backyard and the screams of children, and very clean and beautiful living room with sliding glass doors. I love the peace, I drink fresh juice and have my space to cut fruit. I am so happy, all because of you.
I love you so much, I do, you are everything to me and I will always be with you.
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I am running a bath. I am very happy. I am, I am so lucky, I feel like I am in just a bliss of my eternal life’s seeking.
I saw death death again, in my mind, and I was not scared of it. I was thinking of all the eons and zillions of animals in nature at the time of their death, and I thought, maybe it was a stop of the heart beat and you just stopped, peacefully. I think when I die I will be ready for it AND WANT IT. Sorry caps lock, I don’t really “WANT IT” , but you know what I mean now.
The reason rats and other animals are nocturnal: They hate people. Yes, it is true. Our pets really hate us. I think maybe they are scared. Everytime I get up it’s like hysterics..My rats before my vacation were warming up, but now they do not know me. Do we smell? Are we ugly? Repugnant creatures?
I ate grapes, cherries mixed with avocado cubes, OJ..I am thinking I need a change from OJ. I may drink it too much. I got grapes but they taste nasty. I threw out 6 avocados the other day. American Haas, I can’t seemm to know when they are ripe. They are hard, but all spotty and stringy inside..they must refrigerate them at some point, possibly?
Ok, I feel bad for Saddam. He was someone’s child once, he was someone’s baby. I feel bad watching the hanging. They mocked him, told him he was gonna go to hell and, poor old crazy man was repeating their chants in confusion. He deserved it , yes, but did they ( the people hanging him) deserve to do it? no. Karma takes care of things. Oh did you hear? He put a curse on us, Americans, one of his last words. Not good. I am superstitious of that sort of stuff. But whatever is coming, we deserve it rightfully. We need to be careful. Each of us..each one of us is responsible for everything.
It
There is a big criticism of
fruitarians is that we are in
our own worlds and do not like
talking to people because it
ruins our high. That is not
true, well it is and isn’t.
First of all ..all senses are
heightened. You cannot imagine
unless you experience. You get
used to it and it becomes
normal, but imagine feelings
hitting you like a favonian wave.. hot
and cold..love and anti-love..
You feel the destruction of your
body when feeling hurt or the
healing when feeling health.
I can see pain , strain and
hardship, underneath smiles.
People are so fake first of all.
I see the lines in their face
and can tell what they have
witnessed. Feelings..I want to run away from.
Remember when you were a child
and everbody wanted to talk to
you and they were acting
monstrously like a circus? You
turned your head away, ignored
them, even when they were in
your face? Or either retreated
into an act that has been
trained into you?
It’s that on fruitarians. Any
kind of ugly vibration or noise
offends.
Anything beautiful draws and I
am in love and responsive..but
very rare to see beautiful
people like that.
Strangers come up to my friend
and talk to him and I scan their
body , face and clothes and if
its boring I hide. Fat girls,
old ladies, I talk out of
politeness but I get bored , I
am so sensitive to energy. It
has to be good for me to bond
with you. Flowing, young,
beautiful.
When I have to deal with a lot
of people, I retreat into
fantasy sometimes. When they
start talking to me and giving
me bad advice and ther views
which are possibly boring to me,
I just play a part, the part of
an interested listener..it’s
just an act.
I lock eyes with children all
the time and especially when
puppies and kittens come around
I am so alive and happy.
I love and can see honesty, it
is like radiance and it makes me
so happy.
Having a non connection talk
with a man is tedious.
It’s like I need to be in love
to talk to someone and feel
really normal and
happy..anything else is just
boring. I have to connect, find
a passion in common.
I was surprised to see a
fruiarians’ Myspace, well, she
has been for a few months maybe
, it is so trendy….but it was
all about , “I don’t care about
anybody but me, but if you are
out there and worth half a shit,
unlike the world, let’s meet.”
attitude.. it’s like me on a bad
day. LOL
It’s hard to feel anything less
than the INDIVIDUAL on fruit.
One feels very special. Outside
of everybody else.
We as humans are so afraid of
that. Government , religion etc,
it’s all the group , the idea,
goal or god, never about you.
Who is “”YOU”, and the entire
world should be YOU. At least
for a change.
orbs chihuly
raw vegan plate
today I had a little fun. I went to a party.
Last night I ate:
Cherries
Today:
10:30 am
Papaya with same size florida Avocado cubed.
2:00pm
orange juice blended with frozen bananas. It was ok.
5:00 pm
Mango, half a large Florida Avocado and cherries cubed up. It was a bricolage meal, like they all have been lately.
6:00 pm
Cherries
9:00 pm
Durian
I rode my bike home and felt moments, where I was making love to the air; My imagination and love to thoughts. They were so real, like vivid and moving, beautiful. Imagined the most beautiful thoughts and feelings.
The air was so beautiful and the trees, were so large and viny. I felt inner happiness and bliss that ends. Imagine looking for bliss and having the path or road end. That was me. There is no better feeling. Or is there?
I was irenic and quiet in the passing warm sun on my face as I fell asleep at the Merrick Mall. I was at peace. I didn’t care about all the well dressed upscale people in their shiny Porsches and Jaguars look at me sleeping on a bench next to a fountain, I am sure they didn’t think anything but happiness at mine. The clinking of glasses at all the outdoor dining, soothing me. I saw blondes with sunglasses and men with ponytails. The swish of suits.
I was reading, after a suspicion, about the LONDON BLACK plague in 1665, ( the year before 1666, which the great fire of London happened) Killed I don’t know like 200,000.
It was not caused by rats, I say so, rats have always existed. Don’t blame the poor rats. At first they blamed the dogs and cats and shot them all.
I researched what these people ate. All the food had poisonous additives and the penalty fines were so low for getting caught adding them in, as fillers.. I mean, really bad stuff. Poison today.
People ate black bread that was who knows what. The drinking water was corpse run water because they had such crappy burial techniques. Dogs and cats used to dig up the bodies and stuff.
For a good read on what they ate, read
http://www.gober.net/victorian/reports/health.html
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It’s late at night and I am sad. sad. I want to inspire good things and I want to inspire love. I want loving words to be spoen to me. I do. I am lonely. Not lonely for a body but a real man. One whom I respect and who does the right thing.
I am going thru a hard time. I am. In this interregnum. I want to retreat into sleep and never wake up and be happy.
Tomorrow is Saturday. I hope the beach is nice and perfect, I want to curl up in the sun and eat a soft jelly florida coconut I get someone to chop down for me.
I bought a salon waxing kit three months ago and I am just mastering it. It is sooo much better and cheaper than paying for salon treatments. Fast too.
It’s nice to be pretty without makeup. It is. I am going to have white white teeth someday again. My teeth are everything. I love them.
I am watching this movie called LONDON. This girl is so hot. When I get sick of Suvine I want that name. It’s about hot girls doing drugs and partying and then drugged up conversations. This guy is in love with his ex and tries to get her back and the movie shows them flashing back to when they were together having really long fights. They they would have sex and fight again, over stupid stuff.
here is a clip
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGh8m7tumfM
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