Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Is he stupid?

I thought he was a friend of mine. I know he has a girlfriend & I think he thinks I'm into him.
Can "straight guy" & "gay guy" coexist? Or am I the only one who communicates.
Not even trying anymore. Does he think he's the shit? Or what? I just thought he was a friend & he obviously wants me out of his life. What am I to him? An annoyance? A gay guy who wants him.
Granted, I'd fuck his brains out if circumstances were different. I have to admit that haha.
Circumstances aren't different. He's into women. I'm into gay men (Those labels are a whole other topic!!). That's how it is & it's never on my mind anymore. Don't you have friends like that too - hot & very unavailable for whatever reason, so it's never really crossing your mind anymore?
When I first met him & it wasn't clear - I did want him. But you can't want everyone!
& now he avoids me cos he thinks I want him!
What is wrong with him?
It's not me.
We ARE adults right? But I'm the one blogging about it..
I'm tempted to control his mind for just an instant & make him write "TEXT AIMERY BACK" all over his own body, interspersed with little "HE'S YOUR FRIEND"s.
Oh, people.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Glitter pink love

I'm covered in glitter after gogoing last night.
My bed has never been this dazzling. I didn't wash it off before sleeping. I passed out & dreamed I lived a life behind a veil when it was new in my part of the world, & then another dream where I destroyed the Queen of the Witches & therefore took all her power. All my senses perceived every cell. & to think I had only travelled there to meet with a man named Denny who had some sort of knowledge for me.
I already forgot the details but it was a fun ride. Dreams.
Another dream, but waking, was the man last night. I know his name but won't say it here. A friend of a friend & I'd met him before. His body is extreme. Not gross steroid buff - just toned & strong. His stomach.. he came to me & I jumped off the box. He hugged me. He kissed me. He shouted things in my ear over the loud music. We danced. 
I wanted him then & after the event, but he'd disappeared during my last set.
Of course I forgot the real reason I was there: to scope out info on this new company for a friend - someone's competition in the business world. It's not my thing but conveniently I was told a few people would be there. I'm usually observant but with all these people, it would have taken a psychic to read any of them. Especially when I was working as a dancer for the whole time. Mission not accomplished.
I have sweaty pink gogo shorts that will start smelling in a day or two. Laundry time.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Porn

We're surrounded by porn.
Distractions, right? Beyond unnecessary.
I plug my ears every few minutes on the subway.
Grand Central & Borough Hall are squeaky & whiny when the trains move in & out. They're always moving at Grand Central.
Magazines on display & on sale at the "news" stand. Mags about celebrities & strangers with money. So we can think we know these people. To give us something to talk about. To fill "unused space" with photos of video chicks & colorful candy (read, damage) for the brain.
Who pays for that shit? If you want to, you can read it online & save the paper. But why would you give your attention to that?? I can't understand it.

Create something.
I'm still wrapping my head around my capabilities. Why do people not want to know their potential? What is potential anymore?
It's porn.

Anyway

He looks at me from the subway door as if I know him.
I just got off the train & am walking to the exit when he did this.
He gives a nod of the head - downward in familiarity, not upward - & I smile back. He's not ugly but I wouldn't think of him that way. Just not sure why he nodded at me like that.
I don't want to be paranoid about it.
It's not like I'm wearing something that might tie me to a religion or anything. No skirt, just shorts from the gym. Backpack. Maybe he liked my moccasins?
I look downward & keep walking, smiling once more as the doors close & he stands looking outwards from the train.
Why do I feel like it was something deeper than a casual nod? I don't think he wanted to hook up. He was just saying hi to a kindred spirit.
Maybe he'll turn up again, but it seems so far in this city, I've never seen someone in the street twice.
Anyway

Michelle

Michelle is allergic to almonds & avoids gluten.
This is recent.
Around the same time her allergies to melons ceased.
She's a goofy lady.
No one calls her Shelly or Shell. With this Michelle, that would be as strange as calling a Matthew "Hew". No one even considers it.
Michelle can fly too, like me.
I met her a while ago when I moved here. This isn't her real name, just like I think I haven't given mine. She's another aware being.
What's making us like this? How do we continue to activate our DNA? Is it the food - mainly hearty raw vegetables & fruits - that's doing it? Are we "mutants" like the Xmen?
We call ourselves the Tribe of Love.
I just saw her today after a few weeks of mutual missed calls. Her dreds are another two inches longer, I swear. She's beautiful & earthy.
We've only talked a little bit about flying. I feel like we should fly to South America. Just to see if we'll last. I know we could. I feel like she's safer than I am. More cautious.
She comes from a religious family. She has a girlfriend of a little over a year & they're not cool with that. I think she believes in a deity. Not sure, but I know her girlfriend does & Michelle gets paid to sing in church every Sunday. We don't talk about that much. Not that its awkward; it just never comes up.
I don't want to say too much about her but it's awesome that I've met another like me.
How many more are there? Is there a limit? Is it like sexuality / gender & in our cells?
Overwhelmed.

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Tiwanaku was a port city & could be 15,000 years old

I'm on fire with need, to know the mysteries. What is at the bottom of the ocean? Under all the ice of Antarctica? I know I may not be able to learn it all - who would?? - as there is no way to know everything that has happened on this planet. So much. Overwhelming. We are not the first.
Do I go to GMC?
Here is hoping for something. I really should visit.
I can turn this passion into something. Transform. So many possibilities.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

random tweets

that must have been something filming. #guyflieshighNY

@zippadeedildo what was he holding??

Left sbuxx on joralemon, i turn to see someone zip thru the sky. blu skirt. any1 else c this?

someone just flew thru sky. by boro hall. feel like im n a movie.

someone flew? or.. stunt doubles are rehearsing. come on now! #practicingforspiderman

did you hear what the guy was screaming about a dog? @peta @humanesociety