Somewhat over-long as I remember Chris. An old French mate of mine kept two mistresses - one who treated him like a mother. He was somewhat surprised that I didn't approve, even suspecting I was in love with his wife because of this. Sadly, I was only in love with her cooking and brilliant sense of humour. He was a very gentle soul, except when it came to arresting blaggers known to use violence and intimidation on women.
On 7 May, 02:18, Tinker <[email protected]> wrote: > I did a mother and daughter :-) > > peace & Love > > On May 6, 9:13 pm, Chris Jenkins <[email protected]> wrote: > > > French Cinema explores the concept extensively...have you seen The > > Mother and the Whore? > > > On Wed, May 6, 2009 at 8:46 PM, archytas <[email protected]> wrote: > > > > Dear old Chris is still trying to track us back to bonk inspired > > > lurve. I'd rate this as a rather enjoyable disappointment most of the > > > time. The biologist in me wonders on how long certain pleasure > > > receptors take to get bored, throwing us back into the market so our > > > selfish genes spread further. Some hornbills spend many years > > > wandering about behind Mom and Pop in complete chastity until Pop dies > > > and son namberwan takes over. Bonobos use sex as a kind of social > > > cement. There's a great French comedy 'Marius et Jeanette' that says > > > a lot of it for me - people somehow finding something rather sweet in > > > adversity. Most of do what most of us do in respect of relationships, > > > so I suspect we make up fictions about love to differentiate our > > > conformity, much as we wear clothes and engage in the same cycle of > > > fashions over and over again. > > > > On 6 May, 08:04, rigsy03 <[email protected]> wrote: > > >> I like NY because you can be invisible though Chicago was my training > > >> school in this art. Turns out flyover country is just as heartless. > > > >> On May 5, 10:45 pm, Slip Disc <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > But we do have tender hearts > > >> > underneath don't we? <<Rosey > > > >> > A medal? Not at all, but perhaps a plaque to go along with the tartar. > > >> > lol > > > >> > Exclusivity.............I did not say that you "lacked" but only that > > >> > you were not exclusive, meaning that there are many others who share > > >> > your experience. You were the one who brought up Brooklyn as if it > > >> > were a first experience. I've seen much death and horrendous activity > > >> > prior to my 10th birthday so I can only imagine what you have seen. > > > >> > I find that people, in general, perceive NY in a twisted view, most > > >> > never have even visited, let alone live there, but still offer some > > >> > jaundiced perception. Compared to many other cities that I have > > >> > visited and in which I have lived, NY is a place that is more loving > > >> > than most can possibly comprehend. Surely every city has its less > > >> > than desirable citizens. It really comes down to the company you > > >> > keep! > > >> > Long Island still has its charm, retained by those who have the > > >> > money. I left in the late 70's but usually visit every year during > > >> > the summer and occasionally in winter, not my favorite time of the > > >> > year but there is something about the snow covered pines that calls to > > >> > the heart, as long as you don't have to scrap it off your windshield > > >> > and drive in it. I also have a love/hate relationship with NY and > > >> > have fears that someday the encroachment by city dwellers will one day > > >> > render the east end as a useless wasteland, as they have done with the > > >> > inner cities. Talk about natural love, is there something to examine > > >> > concerning natural hate? Is there a natural hate? > > > >> > I've reached the end of my daily endurance and must sign off, manana > > >> > amiga! > > > >> > On May 5, 9:33 pm, Rosey <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > Perhaps I should give you a medal for having one up on me. Bowing > > >> > > gracefully to the master of whereabouts in NY. You did say that I > > >> > > lack in exlusivity, oh worthy one. You're lucky, you got to > > >> > > experience more piss infested, graffitti smitten, agonizingly > > >> > > dreadful > > >> > > parking hunts, deathdefying train rides, homeless flashers, gang > > >> > > member wannabe's, sidewalks wreaking eau' de la garbage, drunks at > > >> > > every corner New York City. Did I miss anything? Oh yes, the most > > >> > > obnoxiously rude people in the country. But we do have tender hearts > > >> > > underneath don't we? > > > >> > > However, I am honored that you find my posts interesting. Possible > > >> > > encouragement for more participation from my end. But I must say that > > >> > > I find all of your posts intriguing, provoking, and overall > > >> > > entertaining. > > > >> > > I no longer live in NY, we ran the neighborhood as kids. I have a > > >> > > love/hate relationship with NY. I don't think I can ever live there > > >> > > again, but I do love to visit. I make sure that we bother my mother > > >> > > at least once a year. You can't get away from Gino's Italian Ices and > > >> > > the ever so greasy, best pizza in the US. As far as the grafitti is > > >> > > concerned, NY'ers being the smart and savvy bunch that they are, use > > >> > > graffitti as a good memory tactic, you know just in case they forget > > >> > > their name or Nom de Plume. It comes in handy being on every wall, > > >> > > bus and train. Nothing like Rosey emphasized in bubble letters all > > >> > > over the place. That's passion inspired art, for thy self, created > > >> > > and reveled by LOVE. Had to keep the thread on topic. > > > >> > > Fuggeaboudit. > > > >> > > On May 5, 8:14 pm, Slip Disc <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > > Which end of the barrel? lol That's funny! I see you also have a > > >> > > > humorous side! > > > >> > > > You are sharp Rosey, but I have one up on you, that being that I > > >> > > > spent > > >> > > > the first 10 years of my life in various parts of Brooklyn, and 10 > > >> > > > years after in various locations in Queens Borough, H.S and > > >> > > > College in > > >> > > > NYC, on to Long Island, still having a home on the east end. I have > > >> > > > hundreds of friends and family in all areas and so have up to the > > >> > > > minute knowledge. Perhaps you are living in one of my old pads (now > > >> > > > called cribs) lol. I live in the Southwest because I don't have to > > >> > > > shovel heat. You are brash and daring but far from exclusive, > > >> > > > still I > > >> > > > love you, handywoman. Your posts are provocative and stimulating > > >> > > > with > > >> > > > the ball always landing in the court of Minds Eye. This is good, as > > >> > > > it provides stimulus for the dead heads to finally open their minds > > >> > > > and address new issues, which of course you will continue to > > >> > > > provide. > > > >> > > > Peace, Love and Joy! > > > >> > > > PS: So when are you going to do something about all the graffiti in > > >> > > > NY? I was very upset about the desecration on my last visit. > > > >> > > > On May 5, 5:56 pm, Rosey <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > > > You do Slip??? Which end of the barrel? > > > >> > > > > Tink, that hardly qualifies as art. Try again. > > > >> > > > > On May 5, 6:41 pm, Slip Disc <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > > > > I hear cooing! > > > >> > > > > > On May 5, 5:28 pm, Tinker <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > > > > > Is that like when a young man about town comes up with a > > >> > > > > > > killer line > > >> > > > > > > to bring in a lady he's after? > > >> > > > > > > Pick your play any day :-) > > > >> > > > > > > I like 'higher power', rather than something above us, the > > >> > > > > > > best 'of' > > >> > > > > > > us. > > > >> > > > > > > peace & Love > > > >> > > > > > > On May 5, 5:54 pm, Rosey <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > > > > > > Sometimes a revelation can happen when focused on a deep > > >> > > > > > > > intent love > > >> > > > > > > > for someone. That's inspiration, passion and wholehearted > > >> > > > > > > > loving. > > >> > > > > > > > Now I'm picking on you. :P > > > >> > > > > > > > Of course the ability comes from a higher authority or so > > >> > > > > > > > I believe. > > > >> > > > > > > > On May 5, 2:55 pm, Tinker <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > > > > > > > My dear young lady, what explains any revelation? > > >> > > > > > > > > Although God usually gets the credit, I'd say it's the > > >> > > > > > > > > collective > > >> > > > > > > > > intelligence. > > > >> > > > > > > > > peace & Love > > > >> > > > > > > > > On May 4, 10:37 pm, Rosey <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > > > > > > > > What about when the "explosion of art" is provoked > > >> > > > > > > > > > simply due to > > >> > > > > > > > > > thinking about someone, what explains that revelation. > > > >> > > > > > > > > > On May 4, 7:00 pm, Tinker <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > > > > > > > > > I would think the 'exploding in the arts' would be > > >> > > > > > > > > > > better classified > > >> > > > > > > > > > > as insight, inspiration or revelation rather than > > >> > > > > > > > > > > Love. > > > >> > > > > > > > > > > peace & Love > > > >> > > > > > > > > > > On May 4, 6:28 pm, rigsy03 <[email protected]> wrote: > > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > Yes. It explodes in the arts. Have done the whole > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > trip- painting, > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > music, needlearts, poetry, gardening, cooking, > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > diplomas. It still > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > doesn't cure a lost heart. I am now a hermitess > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > living in a grand > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > house. My children are scattered and I was a good > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > mother to them. > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > Maybe that is Love. > > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > On May 4, 5:04 pm, Rosey <[email protected]> > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > wrote: > > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > Love is beauty and pain defined. But in order to > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > experience the pain > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > you must see its beauty. Which often happens > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > unexpectedly. I wish I > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > wasn't one of those people that think with their > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > heart. What is the > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > value of brilliance when the actions of your > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > heart blind you from > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > using it? When I think of love, it's a deep, > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > deep, longing for > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > passion. Perhaps a flight without a plane. Or a > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > swim without water. > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > Maybe even a delicacy tasted without swallowing. > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > It's there but your > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > wary from it, worried about losing it, careful > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > but not capable of > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > determining whether you keep it or not, as love > > >> > > > > > > > > > > > > does change. 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