HONOR THY MOTHER AND FATHER

I used to love a Dan Fogelburg song from the late 70's, "Part of the Plan." "...Await your arrival/ with simple survival someday we'll all understand someday, we'll all understand." There were other really beautiful songs on that album as well. that's kinda like I was back then. "They tore down the building when I … Continue reading HONOR THY MOTHER AND FATHER →

TACT

i am satisfied with the servics of the Reading ACT Team so far. and that some issues global to my world have been settled over the last year in the hospital in Reading and the place at Mt. Gretna, which I fought bitterly in ever way. I am happy to be out. Had a fantastic … Continue reading TACT →

My Color Sympatico

I was a closet racist but I am not any more. I love our new world of every color. before, I just didn't know. I was in a pretty funky condition when they found me out 8n the woods. after that everything is a blur. Even today. This is what preoccupied me in the woods. … Continue reading My Color Sympatico →

ANGELS

I was wondering whether the Angels, Prophets, and Saints are all aliens!!! Sent to guard and encourage us. I don't know how the Church would feel about that, but this tri-fold alien encounter suggests to me that we are coming upon a convergence of, for one thing, Science and the Church; and, for another thing, … Continue reading ANGELS →

4 Trillion

I said that if my father fell into a FURTHER untoward situation through the Hopkins Medical School fiasco I would up the tertiary lawsuit on his behalf from 3 to 4 trillion. this comes from me, not directly from the Lord. But He, the Lord, has marked me "trusted." He told me so before I … Continue reading 4 Trillion →

About “The Claw”

I just remembered tonight what it was about. I used to be a Mackintosh, by marriage--Clan Chattan, Clan of the Cat, so, back on the Pagoda Unit in Reading, everyone was stressing me out so I lifted up my hand and showed a cat's paw with claws extended, I was just playing around. But then … Continue reading About “The Claw” →

One Last Drawing

this is my recollection of an actual horse, an Appaloosa stallion out in the farmland about 25 minut3s from our home in New Providence, NJ, where I grew up until I was 16. only the owner of the place, "Alibi Acres," named afer the stallion, Alibi, was allowed to handle him. He kept the upper … Continue reading One Last Drawing →

Judith and Bernard

...we're never a happy couple and my returning from California to bear my son was a nadir for them. They provided us with curtains and bottles and the loan of a bassinet; my living Grandfather in England sent money for a changing table: and my mother provided her blessed presence for a little while. then … Continue reading Judith and Bernard →

segue; 2; pics

My son's beautiful, strong spirit A Corrections Officer helped me on the Tower Unit and helped me with all the crap in my head. my son had a horrible eye injury. Get it, "eye" mack? He was like the botch alien in one of my posts, the feline one. I couldn't see him when he … Continue reading segue; 2; pics →

Lost

being lost in the woods was a purification after that horrible experience in the hospital. There were no people, no meds, no hospital food, nothing. I was free and alone. But lost. And someone found me and I've heard a few different stories about this, people talking. and I know there was a whole lot … Continue reading Lost →