Passage "point of view" from the "Tropical Gypsy"

Tis argued We are but an organism by some. An’ Other’s will kill ya jus’ to make y’believe. Whate’er may Come. Whate’er might Be, “Tis my Journey an’ tis my Destiny to Understand y’all.” ~~~the Tropical Gypsy~~~

A Poem...Sonnet...of Love

If I were to write a song about Love.... It’s “Theme” would, of course, revolve around You! If Love was the “Theme” I would place You upon the “platter” of all to Be! Carry my Heart gently, for it is molded of Pain! Years doth make for the “Weak” of Love! Let Us dance in the “wake of despair”! I shall take thine gentle hand in mine... Allow me to placate upon Thine Cheek... The MOST gentle and virtuous... Kiss! Give Me the “Well of Life” that I might “afford You” an unknown capacity from my “Heart”! ~~~Gypsy~~~

Poem...The Red Dress

Her Dress so very red waved about! A Cape! Ah! She the Matador and I... Her Bull! Animal instinct of arousal. The Onlookers did engage Our Fight! That Dress so very red revealing Legs! Black shoes high with heel! Calves taut, muscled! Oh...”Abandon Ye!” “Toro!” screamed the Crowd! “Toro!” Her Dress so very red velvety a Cloak. Our Legs entwined with sweat, oils from skin. Her Busom pressed into my Chest. My Shirt exposes the Skin of a Man obsessed! That Dress so very red revealing Woman. My Hand upon Her buttock I squeeze! Tight, Wet, Supple! Toro now Beast engorged... Her Dress so very red captivating, undulating. Our Dance. The Night. The Crowd. Music stops. All stare in awe. While We kiss. Love the Dress so very red! ~~~the Tropical Gypsy~~~

Untitled Love Poem

I cannot “give You the Moon”. I cannot “move a Mountain”. I could never “swim the Ocean”. Nor could I ever “be your Knight”. I would treat You as a “Princess”. I would “sail the Ocean to be at Your side”. I would “move aside the Day” to give more time for You. I cannot “give You the Moon”, But I would “give my Life” for Thee. ~~~Gypsy~~~

Ode to the Healing Heart

As the “veil of Despair and self pity begins to lift and the Eyes begin to dry, so to does the Heart begin it’s Journey thru time called the “Healing Process’. And it is during that “period of Self-Nurturing” with Eyes tearless and brite! We see now with clarity of Our “not so distant Past” and say,... “What the HELL was I thinking?!” ~~~Gypsy~~~

Random Thoughts from early December

When I awoke this morn I was greeted with the profundity needed to try to understand this present “state of affairs’ within Our Nation. When I allowed the Dream to filter thru my mind extracting bits and pieces of the “Whole” “IT” came to me. The Visions I experienced during sleep are the “reflections” of my “Changing World”. I can see clearly now the reasons for my angst. I can understand too, “what is thought to be is no longer.” This World I have lived in for so many years...is gone. It is Changing and will continue to do so. Gone are the days of “Parades, Slogans, Banners and Pomp & Circumstance.” Gone...are those memories of “my World”. Our present “course” dictates a “new agenda”, a “New World”, so to speak. In the broad scope of things the World as I knew it, “slipped” by me. My eyes were closed! Closed to the true realities unfolding before me and I, in my lack, or desire of, ignored it. My World is not what it is... not what it appears to be. It is not the United States of America I grew up with. Gone are the days of heralding what “I, We thought was the “Order of Things”. Gone are the days of “Pride” in a Nation of prideful people. It’s been washed from our minds. It’s been ridiculed, left to decay in the “minds of those” we call “Baby Boomers”. Our Country, once a Destination is now a “Crossroads”. We are, today, “One with the rest of the World”. Some of us might say, “Well, it’s about time.” Others might say, “That’s just bullshit!” And then some of us will say, “It’s sad.” And that is where I am...sad. Do not judge me for it! Do not lambast me and say, “You cannot stop progress! You cannot live in the past!” Yes, “I can.” Tis my decision. Nothing wrong with it. My World holds no prejudice, avarice and does not throw stones! My World has pride! Pride in accomplishment. Pride in Individualism. Pride in the fact that what One man, or woman do...someone will try to do better. It’s called Ambition. I see clearly now that this Country as a “Crossroads” MUST change! It’s irrational to hold “old mores, values, beliefs and customs.” We are what I remember it’s name as, “The Melting Pot”. We have opened our doors to the ‘rest of the World” and in doing so caused a chain of events that threatens what was once held as an “Ideology” for ALL coming here! Today we are a nation of multiple religions, races, values and customs. Christian, Muslim, Jew, Hindu, Buddhist...the list grows! And you know what that makes Us today?...the “Crossroads”. We can yell at our Politicians, Corporations, etc., for “sending work abroad”, but IT isn’t the problem! The problem lies within the present American mindset. We are becoming a Global Nation. We are melting into the “Mix” that exists! Has Existed! So, with this newfound idea of “America gone Wild”, how can One not accept the facts of logic and therefore say, “Everything We once knew and believed must now be updated”?? And where do the Celebrations go? Where do MY ideals go? Think of the “Whole” when I ask this, because I’m searching for answers to mine own existence in this “New World”. Pledge of Allegiance? Fourth of July? Christmas? Thanksgiving?! Where will they be in this new world order? I daresay...they’re being slowly eradicated, beginning with the Children. So, I ask, is this what must be done in order to move forward? Is this the “evolution” of our Nation, Our Planet, Humanity? Or, am I just another “outdated, needs to be updated” Citizen, whose thoughts are...”poppycock”? I might be vague, but I’m searching for answers, reasons. I am open to ideas from all. And really, for the most part...I am Who I am... Human.

Untitled Passage....

Would I die for Love?.... I have. Many Times. ~~~the Tropical Gypsy~~~

Untitled Love poem

The wine did spill upon our blanket and We, slightly tilted, did laugh at ourselves for being so unabashed. No worries. And it was then, I feeling more Gypsy than usual, did stand only to fall upon the ground. And We laughed again! I rose again accomplishing the feat whilst touching the fingertips of my Love’s soft hand. “Dear Lady”, said I, and finding my words somewhat loose and languid, did try all the more to speak in a manner more custom to a Gypsy. “Dear Lady, I reckon too much wine We’ve had here today, But I wish it to empress upon You my “words of Love and Motive.” She did look upon my eyes with question and a slight twisted smile, no doubt the wine. Perhaps a smile to entice, for She is so beautiful! And again did I speak in my manner so serious, She almost giggled! “Ahem” said I, “I look at the Woman afore mine Eyes, Her smile, Her laugh, Her kisses do bring my Soul meaning!” “Lady, tis not reason We are here, yet methinks tis Fate which has wrought.” “And so it is that I shall give You my words which You can endear, or cast aside, but remember this...I speak from My Heart.” “Doing so, Dear Lady, I stand afore Thee naked, alone and subject.” She did slightly giggle and Her smile grabbed My Heart e’ermore! .... “I’ve Liv’d n Lov’d many a Lifetime. Been the Minion to Chance and Circumstance affording Me the moment to be Prince n Pauper.” “I’ve crossed Oceans fer Love n made Promises which were dashed! An’ there’s some things I’d rather not done and much more to do! I’ve seen the World in Mine own “Wee One’s” eyes n held Me Mother’s hand as She slipped quietly away from this life.” “I’ve ne’er tried to tell a Lie n I’ll die a’lookin’ fer the Truth. I’m perfectly Imperfect n step high in Me gait! An’ Me shoulders ‘ave hunkered whilst Love said goodbye.” “Yet all this is Me an’ some disagree wi’ Me attitude t’ward livin’ n dyin’. Tis that, no more! Must be the “Gypsy” inside.’ “Howe’er, Dear Lady, I can only say this.” “Were not fer this Moment, were not fer this Chance, do I reach out to You and ask fer a Dance.” “Tis music I hear when You speak in Me ears. An’ flowers do grow upon the Path that You walk.” “Yes, I’ve Loved many a time, but seems...wi’out reason, or rhyme. An’ maybe, jus’ maybe, I’m giv’n One More Time.” .... And upon the blanket in evenin’ Sun, did the Gypsy and the Lady exchange Their Love. ~~~the Tropical Gypsy~~~

Hello, from Afar!

Catchy Title, no doubt! Ehn! Been awhile since I've written and need to catch up! This time will be dif, however,..I'm posting my Poems and Short Stories as well. The Short stories will be "true" snippets of things that have happened in my Life. I will try to present them as they were at the time...sad, funny, or insightful. All in All..."tis my Journey!" Thank you coming and hope to entertain You as always!!! ~~~the Tropical Gypsy~~~

Uncontrolled Intention

"Uncontrolled Intention"

Is what I’m struggling toward. “I wish to meet my Nemesis, headlong!”
I wish to know why I was brought into this World, “Unintentional”...
and yet, my Life has been a struggle of “Intent”.
Sadly, “Without thought, Without purpose, but Inhibited”.

Parables.

And now my Art has found a “Path for Exploration”. How I approach
and if I enter this “Avenue” will be “Intentional”.
But! To “Create that which is Uncontrolled” will be my challenge!
“Without thought. Without purpose. Without inhibition.”

From my Art have I expressed the “Awkwardness of Life”. Mine.
And from the moment I could express my “feelings thru eye and hand”
upon paper, canvas, wood,...it was All unintended, uncontrolled...
No, uncontrollable.

Quandary.

In the past were the “Rituals” of destroying my works. Change.
Some were “rescued” before they “met the fire”, by Friends.
However, for quite some time I have not destroyed my Work.
Looking at it daily, pondering, wondering, admiring and asking
myself, “What next and when?”

My existing Art is the result of years of practice, experience and
exploration. Too, it is hard to express in words “what has been created”.
For at the time “I was ready” my feelings took control of my hands
and the “End Result?”...no idea. As with it All. But was it?
A simple sketch, a visual, sometimes these are my “catalyst”.

And now I wish to “go beyond”. I wish to create from “Uncontrolled,
Unintended and Uninhibited realms where I have struggled to
remain apart. I wish to create “That which I Loath”...
a Piece (for want of a better phrase) of Crap!
The result? Canvas and paint, period.

But, can I? I created one piece...and now “I like it!”
“It’s not supposed to work that way!”
A Piece created from an intentional painting upon an
intentional painting and finally...”abandonment and fun!”

Challenge.

Disenfranchised

It has been many Elections I have seen in my life, but NONE BY FAR excel the childish rants, taunts and "poo-slinging" of these so-called Political Hopefuls! I REFUSE TO VOTE! I cannot contribute to an "already-bought an' paid for" President. Doesn't matter WHO becomes Prez...fact is, I KNOW nuthin's gonna change, get better and "life as we know it"...kiss it goodbye!
Slap my hands for not voting, but as I said I have witnessed the Poli-Bureau's rise to Power. At this moment they "chisel away" our Freedoms. It's sad...the Majority of people in this Country are fucking blind to the "rape and pillaging" happening every day! The TRUTH!?! There is only THEIR TRUTH! They control the media, the finances, wealth and power of each and everyone one of us.
What to do?....I dunno. I'll get back with ya!
In the meanwhile, enjoy the CIRCUS!

2012...Happy New Year from the WMUA & Tropical Gypsy

Mid month! 2012 no doubt! Sucha fuckedup 2011, glad t'see yer ass go! A D I O S! Y'know there comes a time in all our lives when y'jus' gotta "shuck shit" and fergitaboutit! Been a long time that I addressed this Blogsite...too fuckin' long! Sorry about the Neandertal Expletives, but I jus' gotta venti! An' here's m'vent:
This might b'personal t'some o'you folkes out there and I know y'all have good reason behind yer opinions, but in MY life there are principles! Those principles have got my ass in a few tidal pools and then again, w'out 'em...I wouldn' b'the person danglin' from this "Big Blue Orb" that I am.
Touchy subject 'bout those young Marines "pissing" on the dead bodies o'Taliban. Very touchy I'm findin'. Me, I find it WRONG! I've expressed this on Facebook and have met quite a bit o'opposition. As to b'expected. Especially from those "Who Have Served" in our Armed Forces. I don't have the right, first of all, to even believe "I know what they've been thru, or goin' thru!" I've never been in the Military and proud of it! Some o'you might b'obit "ruffled" 'bout that, but this IS AMERICA, LAND O'THE FREE! Right? And I'm hearin' some o'you sayin', "Without a Military, you wouldn't have yer FREEDOM, ASSHOLE!" Right you are. You have earned that right to b'angered w'me. And those Who have fallen in battle, byallmeans, I do respect your "sacrifice" and respect those Families who have lost a loved one in Battle. But, if one could "crawl inside" m'mind to understand how I feel about WAR as a whole...ain' happnin' too soon, I reckon.
Let me git back to the young Soldier's "pissin' on those carcasses". I feel contempt for those individuals doin' the pissin'! First, they've not only "setback" oppotunity to resolve this "Campaign" (it's not a WAR! never been declared!), but they've literally "pissed" on the Citizens of this Country! If y'can't figger it out, well then yer more of a moron than I. I don't give a shit about someone tellin' me War is Hell! And I sure as hell don't give a ratsass about someone tellin' me "y'ain' been in my shoes!" Have YOU once considered that maybe, jus' maybe that "we are"? I mean, "when you go, someone goes with you." FAMILY, FRIENDS, a COMMUNITY. WE ALL GO WITH YOU! Dif'rence is, "you've got a gun. You've got someone tellin' you that, "yer chances o'bein' killed t'day are at an alltime hi!" Now, don' tell me yer lookin' forward t'that! Don't tell me yer not thinkin', This might not have been a good choice!" Don't tell me yer proud o'goin t'someone else's country, sittin' in their backyard wi' gunfire ricochetin' all aroun' ya, watchin' the family inside th'house gittin' killed cause o' SOMEONE ELSE'S INABILITY TO COMMUNICATE IN A CIVILISED FASHION is a good thing!! Don' tell me that yer NOT thinkin' 'bout yer wife n kids sittin' back home waitin' fo' one o' two things; YOU, or a LETTER!
This Country that yer "dyin' for" has been in reckless campaigns for generations! All in the name of FREEDOM? Right now this "clusterfuck" in the Middle East reminds me of the fuckin' CRUSADES! CHRISTIAN & MUSLIM! We been WARRING with each other for over 1000 years! CAN YOU FATHOM THAT?! 1000 YEARS! I have to ask, "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Is it ME?! Or does this sound INSANE?! This is a RELIGIOUS WAR fought on both sides! Don' tell me it'sa "Jihad" thing! It's a CHRISTIAN thing as well...right? "GOD n COUNTRY"! Idiots! Mindfuckin' idiots! And our "son's n daughter's" are told "Daddy has t'do this for your FREEDOM". SERIAL?!
VietNam...who won? Was it a stalemate? "Hmmm...no signs of any Godless Commies"...might b'okay." ARE YOU FUCKIN' KIDDING ME?! Allow m'to vent again! VietNam was a French Colony. The Vietnamese people were subjects. Now, how would ya' feel if one morn' y'woke up n saw a bunch a "baguettes" sittin' in yer face when you were accustomed t'breakfast, yer way?! The French colonised VietNam for it's strategic location an' resources. One day someone (Vietnamese) asked, "Why?"...After that came "INSURRECTION"..."ooh, bad!" Bad for the French, they got their arses kicked at Dien Bien Phu. The VietCong (the North) had enough of "someone else's haute couture". The dividin' line made it the North vs. the South.."how does that always happen? Not East vs West?! confusin'..."Ah but, Wait! I hear the sounds o'money clinkin' in someone's hands!"
INVESTOR'S saw an opportunity figgerin' the VietCong were weak and iliterate, ill equiped, etc. So, some U.S. investors met with S'Vietnamese officials (military...hmm) an' said, "We'll bring in some men t'protect yer asses IF you agree to givin' us somethin' in return!" The rest is History. Thousands o'lives lost...lives shattered, homes shattered, businesses gone...and that's the Vietnamese side I'm talkin' 'bout! Over here we had thousands o' live lost, shattered, riots, unrest...an' it goes on.
In the end, did we "REALLY HAFTA WORRY 'BOUT COMMUNISM?!" NO! NO! NO! The Vietnamese only wanted ONE THING! The ONE THING this country decrys all over the world, FREEDOM! They wanted THEIR COUNTRY back!
I've vented enuff. I've "stepped on" some toes. I'm an ass and an idiot! As stated earlier, "a man of priciples". They're "my principles". I believe ALL war is wrong. People should have the "Right" to live without fear, oppression. Yes, We DO NEED a Military to PROTECT US from invasion, but when WE "become the Invaders", I hafta question what is right an' what is wrong. 9/11...a long time ago. To date we've gone FAR BEYOND the death toll in the Two Towers that morn'. We've accomplished upseating a Tyrant and killing a Man so Elusive even his own Army didn't know his whereabouts, leaving behind a country in turmoil. And now, we are in Afghanistan...and Pakistan.
Look at it on the Global Map...Kuwait, Iraq, Afghanistan..."where next?" I daresay if we fuck with Iran, the World as We know it will change forever! Iran, once PERSIA was the "seat of modern Civilisation...thousands of years before we were speakin' english and runnin' t'WalMart fer cheap "Made in China" goods, they had a system of Gov't the Greeks admired an' copied. The Iranian Government seems unstable to us, because WE have created INSTABILITY.
And when We condone "pissing" on the enemy when DEAD, "how far have We come as a Species?" I don't care if a miltary General says, "War is Hell." How can WE, as a NATION OF GOD sit idly by and say, "They did it to us! Even worse!" That to me is the difference..."Rise Above It". You've defeated your foe, You have killed! Let it end there!
...and the Crusades continues....