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Katiedid

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

"this is what you shall do: love the earth and sun and the animals...despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air of every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem..."-w. whitman

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

the first to arrive and the last to leave, solitary dancers, road-trippers, nappers, criers, people who could shame a sailor with their curses, belly-laughers, spinners, smilers, elephants, chimney-sweeps, queens, kings, and jesters...people who cover the world in their words and fill it with their song...must be silly. the whole point of life is to have fun living it."In the late 19th century, a German physician by the name of Max Nordau actually published a book called Degeneration, in which he seriously suggested that all the major artists of recent years had proven to be neurotics, alcoholics or drug addicts, or that they were just flat-out insane. He believed that the profusion of art was a sign of social decay and that it actually undermined civilized society. Therefore, he concluded that the healthy mind should at all costs resist the evil influence of art. Quite a hoot, that Max.Though Herr Nordau's twisted logic may be amusing, there are still plenty of right-wing extremists out there who fly into fits of hysteria every time a work of art emerges that upsets their delicate mindset. Such people have yet to fully grasp the live and let live philosophy and are not to be invited to the party under any circumstances whatsoever."~The Hedonism Handbook, Michael Flocker

My Blog

room with a view

I wish I could remember everything you say But I start forgetting right away Icicles in the sunshine Stay 'round longer than your last line Tho, our handprints pressed on the pane Small and dripping, ...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Sep 2009 20:41:00 GMT

i finally know the answer.

harry wins.
Posted by on Mon, 23 Mar 2009 18:58:00 GMT

i understand you better

if i could be a rock stari would sing my hate awayi would whisper evidence of you between my screaming songsand turn the crowd into vampireshungry for your bloodthe way i was hungry for your heart
Posted by on Sun, 28 Dec 2008 17:22:00 GMT

black holes and butterfingers

i don't jump anymoreor fall against my willbut if i should happen to stumble in the way i doplease catch me
Posted by on Thu, 11 Dec 2008 04:20:00 GMT

heart in your hands

I have a new-found respect for the heart.It endures workouts, grease and trans-fats, repeated breaks, runs for the bus, birth, nerves, uncontrollable laughter, more breaks, and year upon year of beati...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Nov 2008 07:09:00 GMT

tango and retreat

you used to hear the beatand do the tango and retreatweek after weekyou used to call me on the phoneand convince me to remain aloneweek after weeki wrote you poetry and overlooked your vicesi never as...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Nov 2008 04:14:00 GMT

11:01, EST

297, and it's over.338 by bedtime.Mom sobbing, phone networks unavailable, strangers hugging on the subway.Champagne.An older woman stopped me on the F train platform last night, on my way home alone....
Posted by on Wed, 05 Nov 2008 16:48:00 GMT

tears are just liquid love

i don't know where you areor if you've thought of me todayeach moment is the magic of snowflakesdifferent than the one that came before itmostly
Posted by on Mon, 27 Oct 2008 02:22:00 GMT

stop me cold

your afterthought two weeks too lateis not enough for me and i was miles up the roadwhen it arrivedand pulled me back into the hateful place i claw my way out of most nightsif you can't love methen le...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 00:58:00 GMT

two words:

pumpkin chocolate chip bread and rocksokay, that was six(great weekend.)
Posted by on Mon, 20 Oct 2008 03:58:00 GMT