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  Charles Pearson 
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 The sexiest Sci_Fi character that ever lived. David Duchovny as Fox Mulder on The X-Files. (Muddy Waters Cafe, 521 Valcenia Street) ON a slow drip rainy day in the city by the bay in the east and the Pacific Ocean to the west and hills and crooked streets and people and concrete and Golden Gate Bridge and Park in between bay and ocean, we gather at Muddy Waters CaFe on Valencia at 16th Street. Old jazz music is the mood. The kind you would hear in an old juke-joint roadside with offbeat characters you find in books and the kind of my grandparents age from yesteryear. On a holiday rains drown out any sorrows of Trump and Trump boosters who got the hideous face bastard where he is. With Trump as President, America (richest period when there was Jim Crow and inequality and all white divisions and 1/4% made you black) seems like a powerless bully headed toward self-destruction in a matter of short time. I supposed I blame Trump boosters and those who voted for Mickey Mouse and Ceasar and delicious Fox Mulder the most. Idiots they are. For this reason, I have no love at all for anyone of them. Each day, I truly wish them to the devil. I can't be happy until I am sure they are burning in hell. Each one of them. Starting with the little toe, then upward . . . The pouring rain is not hard, but it rains and pours, and cars passing up and down the city streets sound like an echoing ocean wave. Muddy Waters is, indeed, the place where poets, painters and psychedelic aviators congregate. And Charles Pearson, too. Thus, we are all here. Young and old; a genderless kind of group...though, it is obvious what gender each one is... Muddy Waters Cellphone Images
Burial of the Monster. Exactly what's needed for Charles Pearson this very moment. Favourite Thomas Rohnacher (ex-lover & now friend) painting that reminds me of PAINTED PEOPLE STORY...Thomas' Burial of the Monster used to hang over my bed on Dolores Street...Once underneath it I entertained a 6'2 Ft (187.96cm) Blonde woman (Aimme from Alaska) and an Irish boy (Ryan) we picked up on Valentine's night in a wicked place called Louie's on Steveson Place. Such fun the three of us had that unforgettable night sipping Sangria after Louie's until we were so drunk. Aimme wore a red sweater and I remember we had danced in Louie's and Ryan joined our dance, which was how we met, and the barmaid got angry and wanted to kick my ass because I did grinding dance with her straight boyfriend who liked it. .From the Mission, we walked back to my place, listened to music and smoked, and then examed Ryan's hairy chest over and over again...in bed under the Monster. As disturbing as Burial (a very large acrylic painting) is I slept peacefully when sleeping... :)...otherwise, there was a lot of hell going on.  Favorite Thomas Rohnacher painting, "Burial of the Monster" An epidemic?  Probably not.  Yet, a second person at Company has broken her foot, too...We both will be wearing dreaded boots. Thus, it is true there is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing. Whatever is has already been, and what will be has been before...  We are forced to immobilize this weekend. Slow down, sit back and listen to music, write out our soul with much emphasis on darkness and light and organize a new chapter of where we want to be that's emerging in life. . . Portals of Past / The Way We Were Happier Before Social Media in Our Own Private World and the Smiles We Left Behind : Thomas Rohnacher 's birthday party in the Mission with Lynda Dann and Amrit Rai  artist Lynda Dann, Charles Pearson, and artist Amrit Rai After surviving howling winds of the night and "what a storm" that hit us in San Francisco and spending all day at Zuckerman San Francisco General Hospital where I got an X-ray of the right foot, I was shocked when I saw the X-ray results taken by Kirt who was so kind and gentle and first to tell me my foot was broken and not sprained as I thought.
Almost where the little toe is, that bone shattered...split into two. X-rays are beautiful. I was impressed how beautiful my foot was and would have taken a photo...but seeing that split was much too shocking. I have to now be fitted for a boot to wear for 4 weeks while the bone heals. No jogging. No basketball. Dr. Jacobson figures I have a high tolerance for pain since I didn't know my foot my broken and was still walking around and not being immobile...In Safeway, I talked with cute John, the clerk, who asked me if my foot was broken as he overhead my conversation with Dr. Jacobson on my cell phone at the time...John told me he once broke his collarbone playing basketball and kept playing...just like I did...Finally, I sat down in Starbucks and finished a phone conversation with Jacobson which had been hard to do standing in a checkout line. In Safeway I observed that people (this one a big white woman with her many international bi-racial children) are very loud. She screamed out to someone, which we al heard, "I paid for it already with my food stamps. My food stamps..." Well, she didn't have to repeat. But she did. No matter. In Safeway, some of us like it hot at the Starbucks counter...as I sat there listening to Dr. Jacobson and watching this pretty dude...  IN YET ANOTHER BUMPY NIGHT OF STORMY WEATHER HOLD ON TO YOUR SEATS downtown dwellers. It's really happening. Coming soon, TRADER JOE's on 4th Street at Market will open.  Trader Joe's in progress of opening in basement of Old Navy Store, 4th Street at Market, across fro Ross and Forever21. Sometimes Higher Powers, and all those people we've loved gone to Heaven earlier than us, put images right in our faces. When that happens, you know it's time to write. That really, you're not doing what you were sent to achieve on this strange planet called Earth ... While imaging two beautiful scooter guys a truck is flying by. Written on it or as much I could see is "PEOPLE"....so I added Painted. PaintedPeople as old as it is...is not yet a Lost Cause incompleted.  The Month of February and of those I have known born under the sign of Aquairus: Christopher Roebuck and Jack Strang. -- were and are important influences we fondly remember and salute...Cheers....Now what do we do about beautiful Yeagor who wore a beautiful new shirt and sweater today. Yes, I noticed and complimented the handsome St. Petersburg (Russian born) blond who said he was so happy to have my approval...Hmmmm.  |
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