Share Your World – May 21, 2018



Share Your World – May 21, 2018

Share Your World – May 21, 2018




What household chore do you absolutely enjoy doing? (can be indoor or outdoor)  

None. By definition of the word chore that’s an obligation not something you want to do. The only thing that might come close in my case is washing dishes.

Create a sentence with the words “neon green” and train”.

Thomas the Tank Engine normally a happy train ingested the wrong fuel causing him to turn Neon Green.

Other than your cell phone what can you always be found with?

A notebook. As a writer I carry a notebook with me everywhere so when inspiration strikes I can write it down quickly.

Complete this sentence: This sandwich could really use some …

Honey Mustard

What is your least favorite candy?

I’m trying to stay away from candy. When I was a kid I ate candy every chance I got. Now that I’m older I need to watch my sugar numbers so I try to avoid candy.

What sign are you? Do you believe in astrology?

Pisces.  Some aspects of astrology for Pisces do describe me but I can’t say that I believe in it. I used to read the Astrology predictions in the newspapers but they were usually wrong. Centering around husband or kids and I’m not married nor do I have children. Of course the stuff in the newspaper is so general. However I would never have my chart done.  God is in control of my life. I leave all up to the Lord.

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?  Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination. 

My Artwork.  When the weather is nice then I can even paint outside.











A Leap Forward in Every Direction


A Leap Forward in Every Direction


When I was young I was Tender-headed and Tenderhearted. I swam through sands of time to get to the beach front ocean shores. I swam through rocks, grains, granules and grit to get to my Destiny.

Carbon Dating

The Smell of freshly washed Dappled spring skin. Skin Dappled by the Sun, sand, sea and ocean waves. Waves crashing onto rocky shores.

Scintillating Sunkist spring summer skin. Tidal surf ebb and flow into each curve and crevice.

Skin. Warm. Soft to the touch. Beach granules loofah resting ocean bodies. Oceans Lapping over Femscapes and Manscapes.

Convergence and Chaos

Ocean Sea Goddess Rages Forward. Crippled and Hobbled by the Elements. Pinned to Exultation.

Thus begins the Mating Ritual. Three revolutions then Spin Centrifuge. Head to head. Nose to Nose. Body to Body.

Skinscapes. Dappled Horses prancing within dappled Orchards. Beads of Sweat mixing with Sea Spray.

Birth through Resurrection. We Glean from the Threshing Floor antics.

Dappled Dancing Driftwood Antlers




Nubian Ninja & Kinetictra



Nubian Ninja & Kinetictra


Sheets and sheets of dark green rain filled with spores began to blanket the land.  Mixed with the deep purple midnight blue the torrential downpour became a deluge which obliterated the pin prick lights of stars attempting to peek through the watery avalanche.  Murmuring Trees.

Kinetictra sat motionless allowing the floodgates to pour over her naked body swirling around each curve, valley and mounds as she dissolved into root born fractal sperms seeking unification with multiple ovum.  A Lone Woman bonding with Gaia. Vaporized within the Myst.

As the heavily pregnant raindrops pelted the earth creating concentric circles in which the wet gelled into numerous amber chrysalis’s filled with the spawn of Kinetictra mangled internal universe.  The birth of nascent beings.

As Kinetictra descends into the depths of the Roots Systems every precious stone and metal within earth binds itself to her body.







The Nubian Ninja

140 lbs of Furious Fists and Sacred Sabers
Scotia yelled as she was chased down the platform by the Nubian Ninja who wielded a large Samurai sword. She ran with the added discomfort of having to hold in her disemboweled intestines that kept spilling from her neatly divided abdomen. Confronted by a concrete wall which proved to be her literal dead end she continued yelling while trying to dodge imminent death as the Nubian Ninja connected sword to the bone rose pink flesh of her neck. The expression on Scotia’s disembodied head kept yelling albeit now soundlessly as her head bounced along the subway platform and onto the tracks to be crushed by an incoming train, Scotia’s never used grey matter becoming fodder for the industrial strength rats that inhabit the subterranean portals to Hades.  The Nubian Ninja had once again used her Warrior Scimitar Sword to dispatch yet another elitist slut bitch from the pristine environs of the house of order.


The Aura and The Host

IntraSpectural Dimensions


Kinetictra a child of  Intra-Stelluar Being Triffid and Protea who was born on planet Earth in  Africa.   When the mighty Harmattan  merged with the Powerful Sirocco.  She who conquers and tames the Simoom Shall be Crowned Queen of All

Sprouting and Rooting from Gaia

As Kinetictra lay incubating within Gaia’s Womb the earth split and a Raging Ruby River deposited and encrypted Rubies, Paraiba Tourmaline, Garnet, Tsavorite, Zircon, Tanzanite, Topaz and Sapphire jewels into her receptive body.

Sending out Tracers across the gloomy murkiness of shades and shadows.  Booming Canons sent asteroids careening across the galaxies.  Meteors, Moons, stars and minor planets were in awe of such power yet ready to exit their orbits to avoid destruction or damage. Atoms, neutrons and protons rushed the dimensional vortex.




The Nubian Ninja

Who is the Nubian Ninja?  Was she a Trance birthed from Hallucinations?

Those who disgraced and defiled Nubia’s sanctuary on a weekly basis realize that their quiet soft spoken colleague had a dark side. Nubia had promised herself never to once again resurrect or revisit that dark side, the side who takes vengeance, which litters the landscape with the corpses of ignorant fools who failed to take heed of repeated warnings. Nubia meditated on suppression of her subversive alter ego as the barbs, slings and arrows of outrageous fortune repeatedly found their mark on her heart and soul. She had tried reason but who can reason with fools sprung from the depths of folly, the ignorant and shallow who wallowed in self pride and celebrated their senselessness.

There could be no more attempts at intelligent discussion. War had begun.  A time of cleansing was now at hand. The first of many wives of Job and daughters of Michal had to be sacrificed on the altars of their inflated egos, forever to dwell in the sixth and ninth circles of the Inferno.


Leviathan splits the atmosphere! 

Nubian Ninja implores Kinetictra.  Awake Dear SiStar out of your stupor for we must prepare to do battle with the Beyonders!  Come out from your Desolate place.

Each SiStar Loc of Kinetictra’s noble royal head rose up in agreement!

Reaching across the vortex into sonic booms to turn breech birth solar systems in labor! Washing out orbital impurities before they arrive to future homelands!



“Though you cry out for them, tender mercies will not be extended to you! Cried Nubia as she the sharp hook at the end of Laser Locs pierced the side of her intended’s cranium popping out her right eye through its orbital socket. The same procedure was done to the left eye, Shani’s last vision, of the Nubian Ninja’s grinning face as the victim could only anticipate what unseen tortures lay ahead.

“Yiiiiiiii!!!!!!!! You psychotic bitch! Screamed Shani right before her neck snapped rendering future protestations null, void and useless.

“Yes, I’m the psychotic bitch who’s now in control.

The Nubian Ninja dwelt in what appeared to outsiders as a deserted Victorian Gothic Mansion built as a mesh of Neoclassical and Rococo elements; an architectural wonder created in the 1850s for its original owners.  As time passed and the Civil War depleted the resources of the owners upon their deaths it was bequeathed to a Non Profit Medical Center which turned the Manor Mansion into a hospital for the criminally insane staffed by doctors, nurses and therapists who were not too far removed from their patients in temperament and demeanor.







Rapid Cool Running of Perpetual Motion






Photograph of one of my favorite sculptures, “Unique Forms of Continuity in Space by Umberto Boccioni. Personally I called this guy, “Running Man.” No matter from what angle you capture him he always appears to be in perpetual motion. Even my blurry shots serve to promote his Mad Dash to who knows where?!! Also makes me think of the dance called the Running Man popular several years ago.