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¿When is the last time you did something for the first time?

Un dia muy bueno....

Today i spent the day loungin' on a hammock at Camp Kitchi Looni ... located out somewhere in the boonies ... listening to some of my favorite songs by Miguelito Cuní.

'despojando'

"There are those who deal with the blues and depression with therapists and drugs, and then there are those who put on a Cuban track. There's something sensual and exciting about the riffing and repetition that just drives it all away. Latinos call it despojando. It works, trust me."
- Al Angeloro, liner notes Putumayo compact disc.

"Sleeping Hillary"

“Sleeping Hillary”© por hassan Pérez

Another night in the local internet bar
From my home it’s not very far
I with my p.c.
Feel like I am committing heresy
I was actually recognized as I entered
I guess that’s bound to happen since I read some of my poetry
At the spoken word thing up the street
(But I had trouble keeping my beat)

Young pseudoprogressive, very liberal damsel
From me not more than 6 feet
Has, in front of her scribble pad and ear buds,
Fallen fast asleep

“Wake the town and tell the people”
URoy in my ears but I’d love to hear him from a church steeple

Random thoughts, it is getting late
Her head falling deeper into her chest
And Hillary Clinton is still not awake

Flips flops and rust-coloured whiskers
Loud chatter all around but I feel obigated to keep my thoughts to a whisper
What I would I be doing if I were in Miami right now?
No doubt avoiding a love puddle as I reach for another towel
Forgive me if that is T.M.I. tonight
But no one ever really pays attention to what i write

“Some light it hot and some like it cold”
Listening to the cool-cool sounds of Dennis Brown never gets old
Whatever I work I came here to do will not get done
Because with tapping and clicking and sipping I am having just enough fun

To keep myself distracted, I who sometimes sees himself as multifaceted
But the qualities of those facets remains in doubt like the comedic legacy of Buddy Hacket

“I hear the words of the Higher Man say, ‘Babylon, throne gwon down’ ….”
I wonder why someone witnesses of the ‘good news’ wear a frown….

“Moses, struck the rock and brought forth water; I open my mouth and bring to you another scorcher”
I guess this place can’t be THAT fly because it does not appear to be under surveillance by the FBI
But then again it may be, we all are, so why even think that lie?
Random thoughts, it is getting late

Her slobber drooling onto her chest
And Hillary Clinton is still not awake

Journeys

Tonight, many Muslims will remember and - hopefully - reflect upon a miracle.

This night is the night that the prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, was awakened by the angel Gabriel and led on a journey from where he lay in Mecca to Medina, Mount Sinai, Bethlehem, and Jerusalem. It was in Jerusalem that Muhammad met and prayed with Abraham, Moses, Jesus and other prophets.

Before the night was over, Muhammad journeyed to the heavens, even to the very limits of where even angels do not encroach.

Known as Meraj, this night represents a unique moment in humanity's oft-time seemingly vain struggle to live up to the standard of greatness laid out before us by our Creator.

Life is full of those journeys.

My life journey has taken me to many places where I have met many nice people but, also, many more who lack in basic humanistic graces. In particular, the past few years have found me surrounded by a lot of mental insults, emotional poison, even physical affronts, and ultimately, spiritual sieges.

My journey finds me beginning to emerge from the aforementioned desert of insults & poisons, affronts & seiges. Tender smiles and Alabama eyes can do so much to soothe and sincere sweetness can do so much to heal.

If a pot of water left burning, unattended for an entire day could create art when "common sense" insists that it would burn and destroy, ¿why can't what was burnt and destroyed be soothed and healed into a once-again useful vessel?

After all, that now-empty pot is going to be very useful on this phase of the journey ... ¿right?

POST-SCRIPTUM: tonight is also, i seem to recall, the 40th anniversary of humankind's first recorded steps on our planet's solitary moon ... which my parents watched on television while awaiting my birth a few months later.



aloh ATIUQIHC