lifeways and stairways

Tuesday
03Jun2008

Three Dangerous Sisters

Men who are seeking a mistress should be able to sort through a whole lot of applicants using this definition; regardless of which brain is doing the thinking.



TROPHY MISTRESS.
This mistress is at least 15 years younger than the man. She is blonde, thin. augmented and enhanced. She has her own set of pink golf clubs, or pink bowling shoes, or pink personal license plates.

She is with the man to be seen and to see. She expects a second condo to meet in, or at least a vacation home/cabin on the lake. She must be seen in public with him, doing fine dining, other eclectic activities which require maximum cash flow and/or creative lying.
While she is accepting a gift, she calls him "divine". When she is with her friends, she sneers at his every oddity and quirk.

This mistress is not content with the person she is mistressing. In bed she is competent and complete, a visual fantasy come to life, but her moans lack depth, imagination and surrender.

When she is finished with a man, she often does petty larceny or grand theft, depending on her mood. She cares not for his "other" life and frequently is careless on her way out the door. The man who chooses this mistress is vain above all other things and selfish to the point of losing his dignity.

Reluctant Mistress
This mistress is a ripely complete woman, often carrying her stretchmarks and scars with pride. She may be the same age as the man, and may own a favorite pair of Italian shoes, a Swiss made watch, or real gold bracelet. She has born neglect and adversity.

She is with the man to please him and be satisfying, which in turn please and satisfy her. She requests only one thing. That when the man requires her, he has nothing else on his mind except to be completely in the moment in a world devoid of his usual cares, worries and responsibilities. Ahhh, she seeks to recapture the essence of ease. Playing, laughing together at nonsense pleases her.

This mistress will be content with private moments alone wherever they are found. She needs graciousness, not gracious surroundings. A friend's borrowed room suffices, for she brings her own touch to make it a world for the man.
When she accepts a gift, it is a treasure to her. Her friends may never know.

This mistress is sensually at ease in bed, because her lover is her master. No holds barred, she surrenders to the man, concentrating on techniques only when they prolong the pleasure. Her moans are ones of utmost surrender, yet she may turn the tables and hold the man to experiencing a fantasy he did not know was hidden in the recesses of his libido.

She is never finished with a man, for he leaves his mark upon her loving nature, a memory of treasured senses. His "other" life and hers are where she steps with care, leaving no trace of boundaries breached.

the man who chooses this mistress has lost a piece of himself in the years of character making and finds a peace with himself and his maturity, his senses sharpened and his outlook softened. He is virile above all things and treats his mistress with the innate dignity he possesses.


Cruel mistress
This mistress is ageless although she wears many faces, all deceptive. She requires more material things than the man could ever possibly provide and cajols him to give up more than he possesses.

She is with the man to completely own him body and soul but she never appears to have this as her goal. She owns nothing except what she has stolen, always expecting bigger and better. Seduction and pride mark her every moment.

In bed, this mistress undoes the man, draining him of life and energy, causing him sleepless nights and unfettered remorses. She is insatiable, yet coy. She screams and makes noises which alert the neighbors and annoy the man, yet he couples with her again and again.


When she is finished with the man, this mistress walks out the door with his life, his family, his dreams and his soul. She is only done when all that he values is lost or destroyed. She mocks the wife as she dangles a stolen gift of ruby earrings. The man who chooses this mistress knows not himself why he does. He is a bitter boy, frightened or selfish to the point of death,


Desire, Love, Addiction are these mistresses and every man who would neglect his wife or covet his neighbor's pride and joy, should know that these three mistresses are sisters and may take one another's places in the middle of the night.

ebc

Thursday
29May2008

Why I Burned My Piano or...

 

Why i Burned my Piano OR ...The Center of JOY!
Current mood: catalyzed
Category: feather moon, scarlet sky Music
(LISTENING TO MANNHEIM STEAM ROLLER __CONSOLATION)

 

There was a time when all i wanted to be was a great musician. i studied, played, composed, playing softly so my drunken father would sleep and my exhausted mother would regain her nerves. i memorized beethoven's 1st movement of Sonata No. 14 in C-sharp minor by the time i was 11. This started a lifelong hatred of all sharps over key of A!~
Times were tight and in between the toxicity and the price of wheat, i fell into the cracks. flute and clarinet continued until i was deemed a risk to society and "unfit" by people of authoritative demeanor who clearly did not care that at each competition i overcame the worst fucking stage fright to get top honors 3 of 4 all through school.

So, like many artistic schizo temperaments i took to playing in the streets of Spokane for enough money to buy my acid and ouzo and play after midnight on the swings at Corbin park with my lovely 250 lb friend, mary good.. who screwed me in the ass with her fingernail at a house party one time and left a scar i carry to this day. i still remember the white jumpsuit coming off in front of a room full of nude and partialy clothed strangers. By now i had overcome stagefright so i treated it like a competition and heartily cursed my mary for getting me into this. she had fun..but i degress, yes, degrees of digression is to degress. i am lizzy, i can coin a new word long enough to find the way to fast forward 20 years later

...AND STILL PLAYING KEYBOARD...not well but in the loop, learning everything i could from every musician who was willing to teach me. Nothing secular. all sacred because i thought it was higher calling(or easier to do). Ran into a few relationship problems here and there as my Vedic reading predicted. Listened to all and everything. Even ran into a Wurlitzer with a Leslie and tried my hand at blues/jazz licks in contemporary praise. Thank you Bill for all the grumpy bullshit you threw my way.. it worked and you are still the best bass player i ever heard. deadhead or not!
kewl on Greg for the Alesis and a car big enough to haul it back and forth to the studio!
i came 'this' close to jumping Rob darlin. You know you glowed when you hit a riff just so.. i loved you for that. Now? well, thankfully it didn't happen, lol

Problems multiplied because the two had become joined as one. and one as a team is a requirement for success for a musician in any setting. i fought the man for years. He could not bear the JOY i had when i was singing, playing, performing, being a musician. it took it out of me.. and once you lose the energy you need to step away. Will You please bless my Danny yet do not let him continue to steal my joy? It is not his!

so i hung on until God intervened and took the last of my credibility. that was August of 2006. Bless you now my little man and your little witchey woman of a wife. Funny how imposing your will can end up to be "Gods' will". You are forgiven and free.

I HAVE LIVED WITHOUT JOY~ and i hear music everywhere i go. it is true that the rocks and trees cry out. so much pain. i have been so lost. Looking at that damn practice piano every fucking day, refusing to be drawn back but not knowing how to go forward. Somewhere along the line of time, MY precious Master, Jesus Christ of Nazareth has chosen to give me a direction that is full of music and joy. His hand touched me Sunday morning, May 25th 2008. Crying out to Him on the way up to Kingston to my coffee shop. Thank you for George Winston "Angel". Thank you for the healing in the midst of my humanness and doubt, pulsing with lust and desire and worship and the WILL TO LIVE.

I will see YOU every day in whatever music comes my way. I will thank YOU each time i hear the harmony in tension of a passage. I will appreciate YOUR ears to hear the discord and the strife, but to not practice it.

So on Monday the 26th, I burned my Hobart-Cable piano with the funky legs and straight eight honky tonk sound board. His only gift to me in our whole time together. and even then he did not come by it honestly, but i was too amazed to have a piano again to care.. It was as old as i am on the day it died. but the music did not die with it. The music is released for the sake of JOY!


Jon Dahlander~
"To me, every piano has a story--where it was made, who made it, the kind of shape it's in, who played it before and what it sounds like now, particularly with one of my songs," says Jon. "So, if I see a lonely piano, I have to play it. It's like finding a new friend with a common interest."



IN LOVING MEMORY OF GARY EDIGHOFFER~ jazz director during my years at Spokane Falls Community College. and the boys in the band who got me high just to hear me giggle. kissess. I really tried..

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Playlist~
Loreena McKennitt – Mummers' Dance, The
Scott Cossu – Sakura
Vienna Teng – Feather Moon
Jon Dahlander – Somersault's Dream
Michael Jones – Storm
im Chappell – Coming Through
David Arkenstone – River Crossing
Clannad – Seachrán Charn tSiail (Remastered 2003)
Michael Nyman – The Streets of Paris
Richard Stoltzman – O Pato
Brett Juilly – Steve's Song
Philip Aaberg – Diva - Sentimental Walk 29 May 2008,
Mannheim Steamroller – Consolation In D-Flat
Liz Story – Snowfall
David Lanz – Dream Field (Remastered) (1983 Digital Remaster)
William Ackerman – The Bricklayer's Beautiful Daughter
George Winston – Creole Moon 29 May 2008, 01:37
10,000 Maniacs – Just as the Tide Was a Flowing
10,000 Maniacs – Scorpio Rising

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