The Best Bandelaro

Bandelaro in my corner, come and wisk me away in a dream.  I am here to consult the whispers in your mind.  We can see a seascape and go from there.  It is time for you to put away your gun and pick up a number one chef's knife.  Start dismembering vegetables, actually, with all your rage.  The fire in your eyes is beautiful to me.  It is like a tree that has been whipped in the wind for too long.  All of the leaves are gone and late at night its branches speak of a horror that is unspeakable.  Maybe my mask quelled the exploding star inside of your chest.  Hindus and shi ites were there to honor your dignity and let you hear my jokes for free.  Maybe they are the most healing.  My covering made them see my eyes and have my dignity in this room.  I just needed to celebrate today as I calmly trace the reality of what occurred before and in that moment.  Grab my hand and let us feel the ecstasy.  You are so good at what you do.  I have now vetted you for the WAR ROOM in DC.  That bandana is perfect for every day.  Sometimes, to be one's best he needs ANONYMITY. 

Back Again

Today I got the internet in my apartment.  It is funny because I have not written on my computer in a long time, but I have little to say.  Maybe "I love you," went a long way today.  Maybe it was enhanced by the honor of a number.  I am here, and all of you are out there making plans.  I do go out for walks, and my mom brings me meals about once a week, but otherwise I am inside my chamber.  My mom has also been very helpful with groceries.  Thanks mom.  Larry, my stepfather set me up for this computer and media package.  Thank you, Larry.  Maybe I just pick up the cues.  I see you in this "hookup" man's eyes, baby.  It all went from start to finish in about 20 minutes.  I am an experiential learner.  I see it all behind my eyes now.  I will watch some videos and see what comes through.