Blogging & Beating Off

Man, for all the words lying around on the table, can't believe I haven't posted since the 7th! like yikes, need more spew than that, eh? OMG! Huge sweet guy energy yesterday, he's gone now but what a guy, reminded me of G only a bit more like my brother Chuck, that's a good thing. More size compatible yet still wrangly in an old t-shirt (and me at my finest too! no shower, walking dog.) simply followed the signs... K, gotta go, G may come help me swing-my-pretty and be a good friend tonight. Tomorrow I get to see Erick with a K! All okay! I wonder if Erick & Sweet energy Robert are married. Forgot to check. And I'm shut down on that shit or lit up if the wife says ok, to me face-to-face & in writing! and probably really no anyway if it's all that complicated. Anyway, today, and more appropriately NOW feels a little funny, like na noo na noo funny. Unreal in my appreciation of Being. Struggling as we all do, realizing the Spirit in Everything, and trying to breathe worth into each moment. That said I know that "worth" is not the goal of the moment. and so perhaps I may work to bring Being into the moment, so comforting that Being thing. Oh and yeah, I like beating off. And I think that it is good for your receptors and mood too. So There. Mox Disclaimer: Many words or concepts may be distorted because I have no desire to look back on what has been written in this blog. You will know this by now. Open Heart & Rose-Colored-GlassesDamn.

No video uploag happening but go here for a beautiful experience

amazing the good here if you seek it (like everything, eh?)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ywg-PdeGVL0


Mox

Caldron of Technology

As Spring reality tranfolds
summer dreams of awakened Next, to me
rises. spritz from wavecrest splash!
cold and fresh, aghast knowing
another wave forthcomes, soon! soon!
watch, no TIME, watch, move, live.

breathe as sea silence allows,
smiling




Did I mention that my youngling is going to Cornell? Yep, cut a check 2 days ago. So proud!!! She got in on an art portfolio, 1 of 30 @ Cornell, now she debates a science, say Physics/Astrophysics major as being more "enjoyable" for a real job when done. Go figure, eh?


Breathe as sea silence allows,

Mox Amazed

Hierarachy Shifted?

My daugeter got REJECTED by NYU yesterday, yeah, the coveted New York University, one she wanted, ranked down there with... where I went to college, perhaps a year, eh! Too funny. Oh, good news as of today at 5 pm? SHE WAS ACCEPTED AT CORNELL. Yeah, me chill Mom, soakin' it. Can't help but be subtle and claim it is all her hard work. Totally true! Makes it even more funny/ironic for me. And it started as impossible, so ironic is fun! My mom has always given us this urgency of awareness. I think that my daughter has that instilled in her being, a sence in the literal science-magic that i experience. So much yum. tonight perhaps to join you in this, my past Saturday HOUR: Licks all! Mox

Ready To Go Dark!

Tonight from 8 - 9, Earth Hour. We even hing a flag out front to promote. Has the Mox become a tree-hugger?

I do like the hypocritical HOLAS lifestyle. Maybe even someday (hah! someday, what a vice!) I will ahve for realz a cause.

Until then, lights out around the globe from 8 - 9 local time, candle power, walk with kids to see if anyone knows, and go from there!

Mox-A-Million - Hope :)

Happy Easter, And No Easter At All

Funny, I feel the same way. What is Easter, what has it become? For me it is a day to reconnect with the planet, reinforce ideals, plan to help others. No day of "church" or even huge obligatory family gatherings; we just got together and partied when we welcomed Spring last week. In my heart of hearts, I believe the intent is really the same, unless you are really religious i suppose.

any thoughts?

Pretty outside! cleaned the zen pool. Can't ask my guy, need inter-action, yet he needs the cool. So left with this are you:

Dirty Black
a starlit twilight
littered with stars
against a drowned moon.

Dirty Bright
Gray clouds hang
as rifts of rain
wet my day

Piercing green everything
everywhere
forcing STOP, as red
and flowers too.

watered flowers blossom
ever against a springtime moon.

Mox
a smiling winker ;)




Technology, and this is real:

http://www.youtube.com:80/watch?v=W1czBcnX1Ww

The Best Part of a Day Can Sometimes Be...

Hmmm...

Waking up? Most always that is nice. ;) Most people don't even appreciate it tho. I have shifted my morning mantra from what I have to do, to what I choose to do, and that is fab!

Always the music, or perhaps the Muse, she is my main guide now. Yes, SHE! Supernaturatural Holististic Energismism, yes. Probably a member of the Global Inclusion Society of America, tm.

Pic of green wall still pending; phone pic muted. Does anyone have a clue if colors are good for kids?

I am WAY in favor of color, yet some can make you shakie...?

Still looking for a man. Man! Wish I didn't like the little hairy bastards so much! Men are WONDERFUL, so different from me, and iF we're to describe girly, well, getting there.

Simply Again,

Mox

Twice In One Night!

Stamina back up.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LyoHb2eEgaA

OMG, romantic stuff. I love discovering things. My least favorite discovery of last year was that of a waxed back, way yucky! Guys, don't wax your backs! No matter how hairy, eeuuhh! it was a sticky back, isn't that 10 times worse? How do you rub/pet/stroke someone sticky? yuk! Just IMHO, of course.

Speaking of which, I know that it is a holiday for some, yet I am still hopeful of the manlink. Danm, don't know why I like the clever-brained testosteroned ones, but I do. Yum, Yum, Yum!

And the diaphanous curtains can be a major joy kill. All my bouncy jump-play goes away and makes house feel small and tight. We'll see. They are mounted. Green wall ASAP depending on family and major wang, I mean Yang events, that hve 1 out of 16K chances of actually ocurring.

The way I look at it is that I believe that I can walk on water, or so could you, it's just a matter of belief & probability, so what's the point again?

Dog skittering! Bad dog! What did I feed her? No landing strip so suppose we are ok.

I go back to The. Monk and listen as Mox will, woeful and hopeful; wakefully dreaming of bumping into him.

Smooches all,
Mox