Probably the same Guragas we were fuckin with. They lived in the
concrete stairwell, filled with debris/trash, next to the corner store
across from the barber shop me 'n Billy Barker (circa 1960... ie.
before the Price is right :) ) challenged each other to descend in to,
well HELL.
Coke bottles were green... cool binoculars.
Yes, absolutely. I gave up tobacco 8 months ago. Was healed from it
really.
But NO, I am not an addict. I am a SUPER-addict. I am addicted to many
things and I do them all quite well, IN deed. Sex, Drugs, R and R.
I thingks we gots the same teacher, lq.
LOVE ya'll,
D^
On 7-Feb-07, at 3:55 PM, phanero wrote:
sounds fascinating. i robbed my mother's beauty shop of coffee money
when i was 10-11
and never got caught. i used it to become a kind of god in a game
called galaga. later,
my friend and i called people "Guragas" which meant a kind of
atlantean sea-ape, or
we would just make the sound uhnnnnn, which meant "zombie".. we were
essentially
guideless, parentless, and feral video game addicts and stole all our
tobacco products
as well.. so to recap, we were sarcastic, theiving, video and tobacco
addicts who would
then later translate that great knowledge into becoming sex,
information and drug addicts.
What an incredibel career we had! Do you respect my deep tribal
learning?
I've seen a few guragas in my time. thnx, uhnnnnnnnn.
now i am one.. thx again..
lq
----- Original Message -----
From: P!^VP 0!Z!^VP
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Sent: Wednesday, February 07, 2007 1:47 PM
Subject: Re: russian birchbark library
Reminds me of fasting 3 days in June 1990... at the tip of Japan (45N
Rishiri Island) in solidarity with Bruno Manser (46N in the Swiss
Alps) and Reinhard Reitzenstein(44N at Niagara Falls), consciously
passing the Sun (visa rise/set timetable) to one another and we each
created 'artworks' in unisong WITH the Sun. I burned a message with a
magnifying glass on a piece of Birchbark, that I later snail-mailed
to my Ojibway Elder/Guide who was also aware of our
action/work/timetable. From the shore where I was in Rishiri, I could
see in the distance, Russia. The Kuril Islands I mean.. maybe not
Russia, afterall.
I got to see the birchbark post card again.... when I next visited
Toronto.
Thanks for the Mammary Lanny.
D^
P!^VP
On 7-Feb-07, at 1:17 PM, phanero wrote:
http://gramoty.ru/
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