
She had been a bit of whimsy mixed with a dash of meticulousness and a coating of stamina and strength. Perhaps just like most women. Most humans.
It was hard to go through the little that was left of hers. What to keep? A piece of people that showed her excellent penmanship? A toy that showed her girlish excitement in life? The lamp, which felt out of place? Yes, the lamp. It would always stand tall and have her shine.
Mixed in with the nostalgia was her newly found desire to simplify. But she also wanted her son to discover bits here and there and wonder about the backstories. Leave a little bit of intrigue at the end.
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Oh my Gosh How i Love Studying Human ArTiFacts
Coming into my Home With All the Sea Life ArTiFacts
Where one Might assume A Mermaid
Lives Here And in a Way She Does
As She Could Fit the Shoes of Most
Any Disney Princess Still at 52 Mirror Mirror
on the Wall And Such As That Yes Sure “Age
of Adaline”
As She’s No Longer
47 Pulled Over by A Cop
Demanding Proof of How Old She Is
And 52 Now With At Least a Couple of Silver Strands
Yet Belying The Truth That Fairy Tales and Happily Ever After
Comes True too
At Least After Turning
The Beast into More of
A Prince than the Phantom
of the Opera And the Hunch
Back of Notre Dame And John
Nash in His Dark Years True too
A Real Princess Sticks By Her Man
And Moving into the Cave of my Computer
Desk the really only Part of the Home that Belongs
to me the ArT-i-Facts on the Desk Might Seem A Bit
Sheldon Cooperish until Delving Deeper into the 27.1 Inch
i-Mac Screen Where Hints of Van Gogh And Online Come Soon Enough
too…
In University
Studying For Triple
Major Degrees of Health Science,
Social Sciences Interdisciplinary, and
Anthropology if Sheldon Desired to become
More Human
And Less
Machine too
Field Research as Research
Associate in Anthropology and
Cultural Anthropology As Well included
Bagging And Labeling All the Charcoal and Bone
Remnants of Subsistence Items the Indians in Our Area
Once used After We Spent all Summer Day Long Digging
And Wading Through Shallow Bays to Get to Islands to Dig
in the Sweltering
Heat For Another
Day of Endless Boring
Monotony in the Name of Science of Course hehe
Participant Anthropology Observer Assigned With
A Young Woman Classmate to a Lamaze Class to
Study That Specific Cultural Experience i Had to
Do the Lamaze Massage and i Still Vividly Remember
The Smell of the
Nicotine and Such
As my Classmate
Was an Avid Smoker
And then There was the Bank i Worked
at As Janitor For Pay Along with Clerking at
A Book Store and Research Associate in Archaeology
3 Part Time Jobs With A Full University Schedule i Swear
i Was Accused
of Being Superman
Then By Another Young
Woman Peer in School as
She Longed At Age 25 Back
in 1983 For the Frankie Avalon
Beach Parties She Never Got to Experience
As TV Told Her That Was What Life Will Be
Anyway as Part of my Field Research i Analyzed
The Garbage of the Tellers at the Bank And How Far
They Missed The Garbage Can When They Threw Stuff Away
And It’s True How Much Do We Really Know By Studying What Humans
Value in the ArT-i-Facts They Leave Behind Do We Really Know the Souls of
Pharaohs
By the Pyramids
And Other Cultural
ArT-i-Facts They Hired
Artisans to Do That Reflected
More A Dance And Song of The
ArT-i-Sans Souls Than Pharaohs then
It’s Sort of like Our Modern Bibles too
Sunday After Sunday Folks Hold up the Words
of All the Ghost Authors and Scribes Who Changed
it All Around Plus the Editors And the Demagogues too
And High Priests And Folks Like that too True Folks Still Bow
Down to the
ArT-i-Facts
of Words Dead
Old Humans Leave
To Stay Alive At Least
This Way in ArT-i-Facts Pass Death
True This is How We Defeat Entropy
of Our Souls After We Die After We Enjoy
That Trip to Hawaii With the Remnants of
Forever We Bring Back Still Knowing Full Well
That If We End up Blowing Up Our Word the Earth
Will Recover and After 300 MiLLioN Years or So there
Won’t Be Even Any ArT-i-Facts of Us Left To Study By
Whoever is Foolish Enough to Take Our Place And Potentially
Destroy the World
Again Perhaps
if We Just Stayed
Naked, Enough, Whole,
Complete, We Might Have
Lasted As Long As the Other
Apes Might Have Carried on Their Genes…
True it All Depends on What We Value Living
On Earth or Forcing Ourselves Out to An Empty
Dream on a Planet Like Mars Where no Flowers Grow
Just Waiting
For Human
Machines
‘The Matter With Things’
When i Was Little a greatest
Fear was My Stuffed Polar Bear
Might Get Lost in A River Flood
Where i Am Raised DownTown
i Didn’t Realize
The Love for
That Stuffed
Animal the Warmth
i Felt Was Actually What Was
the Most Real of All Realities the
Warmth of Love and Life i Generated Within
It’s True Eventually i Weaned Myself off that Stuffed
Polar Bear like When i Got Out of Hell And A Group of Rowdy
Kids in A Car Next to our Brand New Honda Civic Slammed Their
Door into it
and Made
A Visible Dent
There Was A Day That
Would Have Bothered me
The Rest of my Life to See the Dent
At least for what i Valued in Life then
It All Depends on What We Come to Value in Life
True i Still Have All the Computers i ever owned in
Old Tupperware Tubs in a Shed Just to Remind me
That i used
to be
More
Machine
More the Stuff
i Used Than Naked,
Enough, Whole, Complete
Once Again Like age 3, Before i
Could Speak At 4 Then i am A Leaf
oF A Living Tree That/Who Falls to Soils
Feeding New Living Trees of Forest Whole
Organic Souls
True i Still Use
the Tools Yet Now
They No Longer Master me
True i Had to Lose Effective Use
of my Eyes and Ears With the Worst
Pain known to Humankind To Come to Find
What Was Always Real
How i Feel and Sense
Within Yet Not
Just “The Matter With Things”
By Name of A Book by Iain
McGilchrist Re-Unifying Our
Mind into An Integral Work of Art Mastering Reason
As Reason Becomes The Servant of Art Yet i Likely
Will Not Read the 1500 Page Book It’s Coming in
YouTube Videos for Free as It Likely isn’t Selling
Much for That Size of Ideas Hehe So Much Free
Stuff These
Days Love it
As Much As
Being A Naked
Leaf Living Tree
Yes Forest Ocean Water Wave Soul
Yes Naked, Enough, Whole, Complete…
An Andy Warhol Marilyn Monroe painting sold for $195 million
Basically A Silk Screen Photograph Done in Vibrant Colors For Effect
Most Dollars Ever Used to Buy A Work of Art By An American Artist
Only Proves
How Subjective
Our Values Are
For me
i’d Rather
Remember A
Smile i Left Behind With Her For Real
Chances are i Would Have Taken A Dance Selfie With Her Hehe
Or Perhaps She Would Have Inspired A Poem Oh How Deep Humanity
Comes and Goes…
Yet This Truth
Remains Now
Humans Are
So God Damned
Interesting Every First
And Last One of them
i’ve ever met…
AS Humanity
Still Comes And Goes…
At Best With SMiLes Forwarding New Now…
You Know You Really Feel Sense What’s Priceless to me Every
Day When i Come Here And You Inspire What’s Inside of me…
Hehe and of
Course i Get
to Copy and Paste What i
Write And Inspire Other Folks too…
Thousand Upon Thousands All for Free…
And What’s Left For Real Love Who Gives Free..:)
-me
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