I was thinking that perhaps I should take some time to adjust my rear view mirror. You are all gaining on me, and I need to clear some space. If you catch me, will you tear me apart, bit by bit?
All I ask is that you please leave something for which the authorities can use to identify me. I don’t give a fuck how they dispose of me when they are done.
Be truthful, do I look pretty held up for the light to shine through?
p.s. taking refuge in the palms and familiar faces of those I love.
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Me, I'm a visionary and an oddity. If I'm going to back in time, I'm going to go back to the very beginning where I can either do the most good or prevent the most damage.
Why bother going back to the middle? Would anyone choose to go back to the middle stage of their life? Even the master?
I also know the difference between reality and illusion. You can touch reality. More importantly, you can feel it.
You might be able to hear, taste and even smell an illusion. But you will never, ever touch or feel one. Not where and when it matters the most.
That's for repetitive anon. :)
Mayo
Doubt you will see this but still...
Need to say it
Goodnight and take care.
Today my dad would have been 75 years old.
Damn, I miss him just as much now as when he passed.
Anonymous said...
People wanted to get rid of the stars so they could hog the spotlight. Although, once the stars were gone, the light went away as well.
JANUARY 31, 2012 1:47 PM
They're fuckin kidding right? The stars Do t hey really still see themselves that way? I guess they do. I can't say that I'm very much surprised.
Oh, if only it could have all been cut off at the supply. Nipped in the bud. Some tried. They tried to save this universe. They did. Most of them didn't last very long though. 2 or 3 did last. I think they deserve awards. A trophy, a tshirt, a pin. Something. Dr. Who approved.
Oh hell
Emotions too close to the surface tonight....started crying when Grandpa had a heart attack on Gold Rush. Clapped when we saw he was okay.
Today has not been good. I hold out new hope for tomorrow because that is all I can do.
Nite Mayo
Nite Mayo
Hey Mayo
Guess what we watched tonight?
Give you a hint....
First rule of bean club - never talk about bean club.
Second rule of bean club - never talk about bean club.
Great movie for everyone
Take care
Elena
Mayo
We all need to have hope.
Hope keeps me going. Without hope... Well not sure I could keep going.
I share my hope with you. I have since the start.
Take care
Let it go, Elena. Let him go. Please. For your own sake as well as his. Just let it go.
Mayo
행복한 발렌타인 데이
Mayo
Today we went to see Phantom Menace in 3D. Loved it. Okay have to admit when the music
starts and STAR WARS appears on the movie screen I feel all giddy. It's a great feeling.
Hope something made you feel that way today too!
Hey Mayo
Wow am I super excited today. Just found out that Billy Dee Williams is going to be at Planet Comicon here in Kansas this year. Yep Lando Calrissian himself. How cool. I'd been thinking about my costume for this year and one idea kept coming up and well now I'm sure. I'm going as Princess Leia. I can totally pull off the braid buns with my long, dark hair. Yeah so Princess Leia suddenly got a lot shorter LOL but hey, that's okay cause it's all about the fun. Now if I could just talk Mr E into going as Darth.
Well I've got until Mar 24th to try to talk him into it.
Oh and bonus - Jake Lloyd (Anakin Skywalker is gonna be there too.
I'm so ready to let my Star Wars geek flag fly!
Night Mayo
Sleep tight
Hope all is well with you Mayo.
I'm nervous. My baby leaves Wed morning. She will be so damn far from home. Korea ain't within driving range for me. Hell I don't even have a passport. Scared...that's what I am. But she wants to do this so I must let go but Damn it's hard.
Being mom is hard. I swear babies should come with warning labels....you give your heart, they are your life but they will, as they must, move on and leave you.
I will miss her more than I can say, I will worry each day.
I am a mess inside. A fact I will try to hide...because I know I must let go
But damn, it's hard.
Well Mayo, Flighty has left on her big adventure. Actually she just called from Detroit and from there it's a straight shot to Seoul. I'm not gonna lie, I'm scared, I can't imagine not seeing her for so long or her being so far away. But I just gotta have faith that she will have a wonderful time. Heck, I know she will, Flighty loves meeting people and doing new things, she is fearless. I'm so proud of her.
Huge sigh of relief...
Flighty arrived in Seoul safe and sound.
Okay my day just got much better.
Hey Mayo
So last night Mr. E got to chat with Flighty on Skype. It was 2 am here but tomorrow for her and she knew she'd be able to get a hold of him because he was a work. Anyway, he got to see her little, tiny apartment. She told him about her only purchase so far..milk (because she saw a cow on the label) LOL. No one around her speaks English so this will be a challenge. Weird getting used to the idea she's in tomorrowland. But she is doing good and is happy. That makes me very happy!
So very happy this morning. I got to Skype with Flighty. She looks and sounds so happy.
You have no understanding of real love.
It means letting go.
Howdy Mayo
How's things in your world? Things here are good. Think I'm talking more to Flighty now that's she's in Korea then when she lived here in Kansas. But she's having a blast and that makes me very happy.
Went on a book buying trip yesterday and found a few treasures. But other than that I'm mostly just working.
Hope you're doing well.
Holy crap.
Two days ago thunderstorms that spawned tornadoes, yesterday it was 70 and now...snow. Looks like a blizzard.
Got a feeling we are in for a wild Spring.
Prayers for those hit by tonight's tornadoes.
So many sad stories and photos.
Can I get a witness?
Can I get a witness?
Can I get a witness?
Can I get a witness?
Can we get an exorcist?
Can we get an exorcist?
It's some kind of time warp.
Yeah yeah yeah
It's some kind of terrible.
Yeah yeah yeah
Go back to the future, Elena. Please. Go back.
Let it go.
Let him go.
He is not your saviour or your therapist.
Stop putting so much fucking pressure on him.
You have a blog of your own. Write your thoughts there. He knows where you are if he wants to read your thoughts. All he has to do is click on your name. It's all any of us have ever had to do.
Let.Go.
Jeebus. What does it take? A personal, engraved fuck off and don't even bother to RSVP?
Security to come, pick your ass up , carry you out the door and dump your ass on the street? What? What? What will it take for you to get it? I know you're not that dumb. I can only assume you're still posting here just to be a bitch. Just to shove it in Mayo's face.
If you really care about and hope the best for him you will stop this. You will leave him alone. You will let him and this blog go.
Fuck. Nobody is that dumb but lots of people are that self centered and selfish. I never thought that Elena would be one of those self centered, arrogant, selfish people. Chalk one more mistake up for me.
Night Mayo
Sweet dreams.
Wow what a weird ass day.
Hope your day was better, Mayo.
Nite
Mayo
Have you ever seen the movie "Crossroads"? Okay, no, not Britney Spears. I'm talking about the 1986 movie with Ralph Macchio. Story about going down to the crossroads to make a deal with the devil. Damn I love that movie, haven't seen it since I lived in South Carolina, a lifetime ago. But Mr E and I just watched it again. Love the story but I have to be honest I was waiting for Steve Vai, damn can that man play! You know the movie brought back lots of memories, made me realize how much time has passed. Guess I'm in one of those moods. See last night I got a frantic call from my mom. She'd fallen on the steps. Mr E and I rushed over there to find her crying. No, not from pain (although I'm sure pain was involved) but because she was worried we'd think she had fallen because she's old. Fuck, getting old sucks. Maybe because I have a birthday coming up I can understand how she felt so much easier. It's like the world suddenly starts to look at you differently. Inside I feel the same but to others... Anyway, she's fine, thank God. Just a huge goose egg that's much better today. Still I start to wonder, how much longer can she safely stay in that big house all alone? Would she be happy anywhere else? How many more years....crap enough. Guess maybe you can understand my feelings. Tonight I wish I could play the blues. I have the feeling in my heart but sadly not the talent.
Take care of yourself.
so sad
For fuck's sake. I understand what he was trying to prove, whom he was trying to prove it to and why.
Pride. Proving to the world that you won't be controlled by any one of any thing. That you are the master of your own emotions. Your own heart. Your own will. Your own fate. Even if ultimately that leads to betraying your own heart. Surrendering your will to anothers manipulation of your pride.
Death and destruction. Conclusions. Endings.
Why won't she let him have that ending? Happy or not. Why does she keep talking to him? Why does she keep hanging on. Clinging. Refusing to let go?
Punishment? Purgatory? Hell?
Does she even recognize what she is doing? How unfair it is to the person she once called a friend and still claims to care so much about?
Do you, Elena? Do you see what a mockery you are making of Mayo and everything that this blog once was ? Is your own selfishness and pain all you can feel? How long will you punish Mayo? Can't you see that is what you are doing now? The only thing you're doing now. Do you even care?
If you truly hope the best for Mayo as you have claimed so many times
you will let him and this blog go. You will shut the fuck up and leave him and this blog to rest in peace. You will stop being a damn vulture feeding off the dead, lifeless corpse of another. Fuck.
Goddamn motherfucking selfish bitch of a son of a bitch. Fucking leech.
Still won't get it. She won't. Mayo owes her. lol
ouch! >_<
mio cuore
"vanity and happiness are incompatible" ~ Dangerous Liaisons
Hell yes...
Night of the Comet just came on.
ah a, feel love feel love
ah a
ah a
ah a
ah a
ah a...
I'm so excited!!!!!!
Dark Shadows
we like to shower afterwards
(I like the water hotter than she)
and her face is always soft and peaceful
and she'll wash me first
spread the soap over my balls
lift the balls
squeeze them,
then wash the cock:
"hey, this thing is still hard!"
then get all the hair down there,-
the belly, the back, the neck, the legs,
I grin grin grin,
and then I wash her. . .
first the cunt, I
stand behind her, my cock in the cheeks of her ass
I gently soap up the cunt hairs,
wash there with a soothing motion,
I linger perhaps longer than necessary,
then I get the backs of the legs, the ass,
the back, the neck, I turn her, kiss her,
soap up the breasts, get them and the belly, the neck,
the fronts of the legs, the ankles, the feet,
and then the cunt, once more, for luck. . .
another kiss, and she gets out first,
toweling, sometimes singing while I stay in
turn the water on hotter
feeling the good times of love's miracle
I then get out. . .
it is usually mid-afternoon and quiet,
and getting dressed we talk about what else
there might be to do,
but being together solves most of it
for as long as those things stay solved
in the history of women and
man, it's different for each-
for me, it's splendid enough to remember
past the memories of pain and defeat and unhappiness:
when you take it away
do it slowly and easily
make it as if I were dying in my sleep instead of in
my life, amen.
Bukowski in water
Baudelaire in braille
You must remember the Baudelaire post, (H)Elena.
In some scenarios, Alice never finds her way back through the looking glass. I had hoped for much better for Elena. Ever since that riddle.
Both riddles.
You are not one of the lost boys, Elena. You are a grown woman. You have children of your own. You know the difference between fantasy and reality. You know real life is worth more than any fantasy could ever be worth.
You know that the feeling you get when you are wrapped in the arms of your flesh and blood husband is worth both your weights in gold. You know that hearing the words I love you mom are worth 10x's that.
You know that this Mayo person can't give you anything that your loved ones, your family haven't already tried to give you.
Let him go. Give the people who truly love and know you a chance. Talk to them instead of him. Confess to them instead of him. Be open with them instead of him. Let this place go.
This place that once filled a void in your life and in your heart. You don't need it anymore.
I've been harsh in the past but only because I care about you.
Trust your family. Trust your husband. Trust your children. Trust your friends. Give them a chance. Let this blog and Mayo go.
In every lifetime the idea and ideal of Camelot must die. We must let it go to move on to a bigger, better, more realistic kingdom. We must let the fallacy of Camelot go in order to move on to the truth of real life. All of its pride, pleasure and pain.
12:25 you are being a bit dramatic and to be honest the truth is you really only think you know me.
My relationships with my family and frieds is just fine. Matter of fact, damn good.
I took a few moments and posted a link to Dark Shadows because I'm very excited about the movie. Matter of fact I just showed to to mom too.
So please don't bother being concerned about me. That would a waste of your time.
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream Open your eyes Elena. Wake up from the dream.
And please, drop the innocent passive aggressive bullshit. It got old a long time ago.
Unless you really are that dumb. Which I refuse to believe any grown ass woman with a triple digit IQ & EQ can be.
Thank God my mother doesn't post on blogs. I would have a hell of time trying to defend her idiocracy. I have a hard enough time defending my own.
You tell em Elena!
You sure like to pontificate don't you 12:36?
Not as much as Elena does. I know my words are reaching my audience. My audience has responded. Does Elena think her words are reaching her target audience? Is it healthy to believe that or to allow her to believe that? Is it kind? No. It's cruel. Cruel to continue to encourage this fantasy of hers. It's cruel to not encourage her to move on and let this place go. It's cruel to keep providing a wheelchair or a crutch to someone with the strength to walk on their own. Unless you don't think that she is strong enough to walk on her own.
Mother birds push their offspring from the nest. Not for lack of caring. They do it because it is what must be done. They do it because they believe in a future that is better than the past. They do it because they know when it's time to let go of the past.
Elena might be content to stay in this familiar nest. You might be comfortable making excuses for her to stay here. I think it's time for her to spread her wings and fly away. It's past time. I know she's strong enough to do it. I know she's strong enough to fly away and build a new nest. Everyone else has. Even Toujours who was the odds on favorite to be the last lovely standing in a corner still talking to Mayo.
If only Elena would relax her claws and allow herself to be pushed toward tomorrow.
If only you would release the catch string.
No safety net.
Why does Elena concern you so much 8:27? She's an adult can think for herself and what she does or doesn't do is none of your goddamn business.
If the blog owner is serious about ending this the solution is simple. Delete.
I know she's strong enough to fly away and build a new nest. Everyone else has.
Lovelies are still commenting @ Mayo's.
Wrong way. Showered.
8:27 has no right to tell anyone not to post on a blog regardless of their own opinions. They have to learn to stop trying to control people.
Just watched Hobo With A Shotgun. Oh my that was fun. It actually started out as a fake movie trailer from Grindhouse.
Up next... Rock and Roll Nightmare...go Thor!
Mayo. When did this all go wrong?:(
Super excited...tomorrow is Planet Comicon. Gonna meet Billy Dee Williams. Oh and probably a lot of my customers from the store. I've been telling everyone about the event. It's gonna be so much fun. Mr. E is even gonna dress up for it. Sadly, he's not going as Darth but...it will be a hoot.
Thank you, anon.
A wonderful B-Day
Love my family and friends.
I am one lucky woman, that I know.
Thanks from the bottom of my heart.
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