ASLEEP


 

 

Asleep

 

I FELL into sleep becoming asleep eventually landing elsewhere.

 

Was it a parallel universe or an alternate reality?

I astral planed across the Multiverse dropping pieces of me wherever I landed.

The pieces planted took root and grew. Spreading myself throughout the Cosmos.

Everywhere is a seedling and a pod. Each pod is ready to be launched into dimensions and seasons yet to be born..

I drank the psychedelic brew. My innards erupted like a brewing thundering threatening volcano.  Explosion of volcanic ash and lava vomiting up brains, burning acids, guts and false notions. Distance tore through my cerebral cortex.

My stone heart turned flesh.  The sky, earth and seas faded away.  Sounds of sand animals,grass, birds, trees, grew silent.  Only my internal vibrations grew louder.

Drifting above the clouds I finally landed in what appeared to be a garage.  No cars. No trucks. No buses.  In fact no vehicles of any type, make or model.

Then I felt the thunder inside my bones.  I projectile spewed poisonous bile filled with scorpions, snakes and vultures.

Every piece of scar tissue on my broken body began to stretch and contort. Tendrils of brightly colored misty fog danced around me chanting in faint tongues.  Seconds, minutes, hours once fleeting gestures became stop motion audibles available only to me.

Two sets of hands one from the sky canopy the other set bursting from the earth zones grabbed and twisted me violently jerking my joints snapping my bones.

Visions melted before my eyes.  My extremities disconnected from my torso turning to mist and fog.  Spun silk swaddled me from birth to winding sheet.

 

Three sets of Gossamer wings sprouted from my back, shoulders and waist.  Like a human cannon ball I exploded into tiny kaleidoscope pieces of gems and jewels.

 

Vaulting  from the atmosphere my body careened around corners narrowly missing those ancient Pearly Gates picking up speed like a runaway freight train derailed from its course I will Live forever transcending logic.  Into new and mysterious truths.

 

Dreams and visions diffuse through my being.  Suffusing internal osmosis.   Breaking apart chaos.  Through synchronicity I was birthed into a trans-mortal being defying gravity, time and space.  Infused with crystal clear definition.

The Rain-forest applauded me.

For I am the Visionary.  The Seer.  The Oracle.

 

Happy Caturday Saturday


Happy Caturday Saturday featuring Pat the Garden Cat plus Our Favorite Tuxedo Sylvester!! Meow from Sylvester and Pat!

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Happy Caturday Saturday featuring the Local Garden Cat my Housemate Marc has named Patrick.

Since Patrick is a girl I will call Her Pat for short. She appears to be a kitten maybe around six months of age, well kept so I imagine that Pat belongs to one of our neighbors.

Say Hello to Pat the Garden Cat.

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Shhh….. Sylvester knows nothing about the Pat the GardenCat whom he would consider an interloper and invader.

My Housemate Marc’s brother Mike is visiting from California.  Those are his feet that you see in the photos.


Now you all know that I can’t let this Caturday Saturday pass without featuring my 13 year old FurBaby aka Sylvester the Talented Tuxedo.  What is Sylvester’s talent you make ask?  Sleeping.  World Champion Sleeper! Sylvester gets the Gold Medal in the Sleeping Olympics!

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All-Time Favorites ~~ Daily Post Farewell


As we all know by now the Daily Post prompts came to an end on May 31st. Here are some of my favorite photos.
Farewell Daily Post! You will be missed!

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All-Time Favorites

In the final edition of the Weekly Photo Challenge, Daily Post staff contributors share their favorite photos and invite you to do the same.

As we all know by now the Daily Post prompts came to an end on May 31st.  Here are some of my favorite photos.

This one taken last year in August 2017 at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden has to be my All Time Favorite as it seems this Butterfly held it’s pose allowing me to take its photo.

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Any photo of my Amazing Awesome Autism brother Stephen Palmer!!

Funny Ones!

Especially my hilarious Tuxedo cat Sylvester!

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Share Your World – May 28, 2018


 

 

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Share Your World – May 28, 2018

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If you were to pack a basket for picnic lunch, what would be in your basket?

Fruit, Salad, Cheese, small sandwiches, water

On a vacation what you would require in any place that you sleep?

That it be clean with freshly laundered sheets and blankets. Well kept. Air conditioning

If you were to buy a new house/apartment what is the top three items on your wish list?

That everything be on one level. Stairs/steps are no longer my friends. I don’t want to do any type of climbing.

I would really Love to have my own art studio in order to have more space in which to create. The paintings are beginning to pile up around the house! LOL!! 

Art Studio Wish List

I would Love for the studio to be located in Manhattan, Brooklyn or Queens, Near transportation, ie the Subway.   That it be Large, airy, filled with Natural Sunlight; on the ground level for easy access; along with adjacent spacious Living quarters for myself and for Stephen’s visits.  That way both Stephen and I could explore our artistic gifts and talents.

I would welcome having my own art studio/living space.  This would be a Dream come true!  So fantastic and fabulous!

 

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. 

 

Last week at work was horrible with more of the same to come. It won’t get better. So here is the expression that comes to mind.

 

It hurts too much to laugh but I’m too old to cry.

 

 

I found this reality check on one of my Instagram buddies posts.  This acronym expresses what is truly going on inside my mind.  So many people lie and project falsehoods  I don’t. Complete and total Honesty.  No fake painted on kewpie/Barbie doll smiles.  That’s Bullshit.

What you see is what you get.  If you can’t accept me as I truly am then you are not my friend.  I don’t do those stupid phony Memes/Affirmations that I see all over social media. I believe in “Keeping it Real.”

Daily Workplace Nightmares

This is me to a T and this is what I really mean when I say I’m FINE.  I operate a “No Bullshit Zone.”

F ~~ Freaked Out also totally Frazzled

I ~~ Insecure

N ~~ Nervous

E ~~ Emotional