Envelope & card (front).

Envelope (closeup).

Card (open)

Card (open, closeup)

I'm sure she selected that one because of the ladybugs. For my favorite pajamas as a kid, were the ones with ladybugs printed all over them. One evening, I suddenly suffered agonizing cramps and was rushed to the hospital. I was only six years old!

I remember to this very day EXACTLY how the pain felt: just like a hollow, metal box in my bowels, jabbing its sharp corners like knives from the inside. It really hurt, but by the time the ambulance arrived, the pain had vanished. So instead of the usual appendectomy, they performed a general exploration...cutting open a 5-inch vertical slit just to the right of my navel.

Earlier that eve (before my attack), we were watching on the television set, "Snow White and The Seven Dwarves." The witch really scared me. I was eating moist shredded coconut from a can...which I believe caused my painful eruption. I couldn't eat coconut for twenty-five years! Now, it's no bother.

Turned out it WAS my swollen appendix, thus they removed it. They also cut up my pajamas on the operating table, and discarded them. When my mother asked about them, she begged to retrieve the pieces; she'd sew them all back together.

Ladybugs were my favorite insect, and we had many back in the 50's and 60's on Long Island's emerald, watered and chemicalized postage stamp lawns with a floral splash!

The sensimilla in that mini-baggie was obtained by my new friend and pot dealer, Amadu...a most handsome and joyful individual! Exactly how we met was quite fortuitous:

Approximately two weeks ago, I was taking my usual twilight stroll down Market Street to Church. Of course, passing The Metro, where Larkin often hangs out and works part time. More often than not, I stroll right on by without peering in to see if Larkin is there. But other times, I gain great pleasure simply gazing upon the darlin' Irish Soldier, even if just a flash. That night was one of 'em. So I stopped before the door, and gazed within: nope, no Larkin. He' s always REAL easy to spot, being 6'4" tall!

But as Larkin's appearance into my life has showered me with so much adventure and good fortune...often something sweet happens to me when thinking of him while out in public.

Soon as I pulled away from the door, this colorfully attired kinda flower child guy got right in my face with a BRIGHT smile, and holding a gold-lettered black sign about seven inches long and three high. It said:

His gray eyes sparked at mine, and I studied his face once more. He's a fox! And no spring chicken either, must be 40-45 and in VERY good health!

Thus began a new friendship, and access to a healing herb that has been DENIED me for so many years, for a REALLY GOOD DEAL! And I am sure it was guardian angel Larkin that provided this source of ganja through Amadu's hand. BTW, "Amadu" is a South African name, meaning "drummer".

Card (back)

Just a sticker, the plastic kind that shimmers between two images. In this case, between the puppy you see above, and the words "Pup Kiss!" From my leftover Valentine's Day schlock.

So this friendship card includes blessings from: Randolph (my greatest love), my mother, and a healer (marijuana distributor). They all formed a juncture in the fourth dimension, whose point in the third, is this article you now read! All done UNCONSCIOUSLY on my part, I didn't even REALIZE the significance of those three images, except with several hours' hindsight. So I blew my own mind, too, not just yours! Truly POWERFUL medicine has come through my latest love token to my sweet and brave Irish angel, Larkin.

The magic appears of its own accord, whenever the time is ripe. I simply CHANNEL what flows through. A convergence of three loving souls dedicated to my victory in all ways conceivable, made manifest in this friendship card. Could NEVER occur if the prayer or spell was NOT evoked with ONLY the purest of good intentions.

Dear Diary (20 August 2007):

Last Wednesday I walked by Folsom & 8th to see if Larkin really did get his job back, at the corner tacqueria (which is right next door to the Hole in the Wall Saloon--where both he and I have been 86'd--and below the room in which he used to live, until fire damage). I couldn't see through the glass plate walls, because of the sun's bright glare. So I had to walk right up to the open door, and pretend to gaze at the menu taped there.

And there was Larkin behind the food trays, slinging guacamole with those long, gangly arms and back curved over like a handsome buzzard. I then promptly turned and backed away, crossing the street in such a manner as to keep my presence visible to Larkin as long as possible, during my departure.

I continued hiking toward Trader Joe's, stocked up on canned and packaged goodies, then began my trek back home, in The Castro. Three blocks before my home is Church Street, a busy intersection to cross. I did, and further up the block would be (first) The Expansion (gay/straight bar) and (second) the Lucky 13 (straight bar). Upon approaching the Expansion's entranceway, a wad of paper currency tumbled its way down the sidewalk, and into my right foot.

I stomped on it quickly and looked around: safe! Uncrumpling the wad revealed its true value: $20!

"Maybe this is a sign to hang out at the Expansion. After all, they do have cheap drinks all the way to 8pm," I thought; but then this: "Maybe Gypsy's at the Lucky 13; I should see if he's there now."

So I step into the Lucky 13, walk all the way to the back, didn't see him, turned tail and stepped out. I continued home, where I fixed a nice meal and relaxed afterward. Approaching 7pm, I had well digested my dinner, and had decided that yes, indeed, I'll drink stuff at the Expansion...but first check for Gypsy again, at the Lucky 13.

Now, keep in mind that all this time, that is: THE ENTIRE DAY since I saw Larkin earlier (approx. 2:20pm), I've been wishing to see his lovely face a lot more than just a few brief seconds. Yet, I was very, very happy to see he got his old job back--because it also returns him to the South-of-Market-Area (SOMA) community. Even though he STILL ignores me completely, and acted like no one was there when I came to the door. But of course, he saw me. I will return and get a bite to eat there...assuming he won't refuse to serve me, always a possibility.

"Ah, there's Lucky 13 again, I'll check for Gypsy," I think, and enter the bar. Nope, not there. So I loop outta there, and two doors down enter the Expansion. It's rather dark, so I decided to walk all the way to the other end, by the pool table, and sit. So I sit.

And having once sat, my eyes grow accustomed to the dim light, and I look around:

There, not more than 10 feet away, sits Larkin and a friend. They are playing pool; so I enjoy just kicking back and reveling the vision that is Larkin. He of course doesn't acknowledge he knows me...doesn't even look me in the eye ONCE.

But that's okay...for at the same time, I know if anyone tries to mess with me, he'll be in their face FAST, and drive the asshole out.

So I'm only returning his unique friendship, in as best and respectful a way as I can, considering the circumstances: that Larkin simply will not talk to me, or even acknowledge we are (or were) good friends. It's painful, but I'm proud of myself, and remember:

THIS TOO IS JUST A TEST.

A test of what? My emotional quotient, my ability to handle failed relationships maturely...and with a sense of humor and dose of chutzpa!

Sadly (by my fourth vodka tonic), Larkin&friend up and leave, and I am once more suffering a broken heart, while the blues play from the jukebox.

What were the odds? If I hadn't that $20 come right up to my feet, I'd have never considered going out, let alone to a bar. And I know that Larkin doesn't frequent the Expansion. I asked the bartender, Mia, if she's seen him before, is he a regular. And she said no, she's never seen him before.

THIS IS JUST A TEST...A SETUP.

And why I think Larkin is my Guardian Angel of sorts.

Note: this is a reposting of a blog entry from September of last year. I had to delete its original placement, due to a blog-server glitch.

Just learned the following TRUTH about John McCain, Rep. candidate for presidency:

"Bauer said McCain would go a long way toward reconciling with his critics by emphasizing his opposition to abortion and his support -- not at the federal level, but at the state level in Arizona -- for a ban on same-sex marriage."

For the full article, see:

Christian right's Bauer endorses McCain

What absolutely DISGUSTS me is how WILFULLY he'll assert homophobia, in order to court the Religious Reich! McCain is ENCOURAGING all states to outlaw gay marriage! Whadda nice gay-friendly guy, eh? Didn't he at some time in the recent past, court the gay votes? Didn't he assert not too long ago, some sort of gay FRIENDLIENESS in his campaign?

Don't say I didn't warn you (my cyberspace audience, who at present may have not been acquainted with me at the time I made my original declaration re. McCain. Which is thus:)

"Any presidential candidate who rides around in a converted school bus, with large signs bragging 'Straight Talk' throughout the south, is certainly NO friend to queers. For, just as the Supreme Court willingly accepted the BSA's spin on the definition of 'straight' as a sexual connotation, while OBVIOUSLY the intent of such word (as it appears in the Boy Scout Oath of morality) was to suggest "straight as an arrow" or IOW: completely true to the Boy Scout Oath. NO suggestion of heterosexuality whatsover...yet the Supreme Court intentionally CHOSE to stand by a BLATANT attack on sexual minorities."

And you wanna bet this MRSA scare intentionally fomented by certain medical researchers AND a major Bay Area newspaper, is not now influencing Right Wing (and even Left Wing) politicos, to start VOCIFERATING the rounding up and total extinction of homosexual vermin...if they wanna gain the most votes?

Don't you also think The Reich is this VERY MOMENT preaching the evil, not just of homosexuality, but of any HETERO who promulgates acceptance of these deviants PREVIOUSLY punished in Biblical Times by Jehovah's Wise Wrath (Sodom & Gomorrah)? Does not Heath Ledger's recent demise serve as Lot's Lesson in a more contemporary parable...along with that of Matthew Shepard?"

From: john h
To: zeke
Date: 11 Feb 2008, 09:30:11 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

McCain is both a jerkoff and an old man (Bronx Mike's age).

The stupid bastard was on Letterman and in the course of speech, said "second of all". You NEVER say "second of all". It's first of all, secondly. The only "of all" to be singled out is first.

McCain is losing it. The ignorant sonofabitch has flip-flopped on a number of issues. I'm not surprised he got around to this one. He doesn't believe in anything anymore than this little drunken faggot in there now, with one exception: big oil. McCain is kissing their asses. Even Hillary is kissing up to big oil.

I wanted John Edwards, but he dropped out. Obama seems sincere. But, the election is a theatrical farce, a front. The secret world government illuminati conspiracy has already chosen who it will be, at the Bilderberg Conference last summer. It might be Hillary.

From: zeke
To: john h
Date: 12 Feb 2008, 12:10:18 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

John writes:

{{ McCain is both a jerkoff and an old man (Bronx Mike's age). }}

He's outrageously back-stabbing towards gays. We are at the point in US history, where candidates feel pressured to speak OUT against gays DIRECTLY, or they'll lose their votes, and even any present office they might enjoy holding. Anyone for gay civil rights will be executed. Thus eliminating the Dems from any willingness to work with, by idiot, right-wing goons and their ass-lickers.

Which is a HUGE chunk of this nation...almost 50%.

{{ I wanted John Edwards, but he dropped out. Obama seems sincere. But, the election is a theatrical farce, a front. The secret world government illuminati conspiracy has already chosen who it will be, at the Bilderberg Conference last summer. It might be Hillary. }}

ANY of the candidates would've been okay for the Illuminati. They are alright with EITHER Obama or Clinton. But with another Republican in office, they'll have a field day, wreaking havoc and disaster wherever they trot!

From: Warren Q.
To: zeke
Date: 12 Feb 2008, 05:24:35 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

McCain said that he wanted to appoint more Justices like Antonin Scalia - Bush's favorite Justice.

Scalia, the Good Catholic, when asked about Constitutional rights for gays, replied, "Easy question. It was a crime in all 50 states for 200 years".

The gay population cannot believe that. They think that all they have to do is click their heels and say "There is no place like home", and everything'll be better, right around the next rainbow. They don't want to confront the fact that Kansas, the "Fred Phelps" state, went overwhelmingly for Huckabee, who defended past remarks about HIV concentration camps, while the fawning media incessantly talks about how "affable" he is.

When I say "war," I am not speaking figuratively. People will need to die, before this could change. Nothing else could have the potency to get our jaded and self-satisfied society past their "business as usual" complacency.

From: zeke
To: Warren Q.
Date: 12 Feb 2008, 08:39:01 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

Warren Q. writes:

{{ The media doesn't even make note of such comments, as it were completely unimportant. That is why we need a war, not a civil rights movement. }}

I'm doing my best to get the ball rollin', Warren! Hopefully, my present adventure w/certain scumbags in my building, will TRIGGER this war via "The Butterfly Effect." I have a KEEN sense of my destiny, and it CLEARLY shows me an instigator of global revolution headed by gays. It will usher in World War Three.

From: Warren Q.
To: zeke
Date: 13 Feb 2008, 05:43:25 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

Ezekiel wrote:

{{ me an instigator of global revolution headed by gays. It will usher in World War Three. }}

It is interesting that you should mention WWIII. I have long had a personal superstition (hunch? prescience?) that gays will be to WWIII what Jews were to WWII, or blacks to the American Civil War. We are the ultimate symptom of a societial soul-sickness of obsessive hatred that most defines our culture's real personality. Their capacity to survive is measured in how well they can cease their legacy of hate against us- and they are failing, miserably. Their own bully-boy, hateful ways will be the death of them, because it colors everything that they do, including their disregard of environment and their forays into war.

I think that most people in our country have gotten the notion that the biggest concern is with terrorist groups, but I think that they are mistaken. They think that advanced nations have too much sense and restraint to get into all-out war.

I think that is dead wrong. The real danger in this world is conflict between superpowers. It is very easy to see how that will happen. Things change, whenever the world economy goes through a major economic depression and people start getting desperate, and countries start fighting over oil, because so much is at stake. Wealth and success if you have it, poverty and humiliation, if you don't. When you see personalities like Bush and Putin, all it would take someday is for two fascists who refuse to let the other push them around, escalate to the max.

The American people are barely aware of the times that we almost came to all-out war, already, in past decades, when the economy was much better. I don't believe for one minute that the heads of state have the sense or the right character to avoid conflict in times of extreme stress.

From: zeke
To: Warren Q.
Date: 14 Feb 2008, 08:28:12 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

Warren Q. writes:

{{ It is interesting that you should mention WWIII. I have long had a personal superstition (hunch? prescience?) that gays will be to WWIII what Jews were to WWII, or blacks to the American Civil War. }}

-------
There's A Succubus Born Every Minute (Friendly Ghost Detective Agency)

"I am ALSO convinced at this point in my incredible adventures of late, that there is at least ONE powerful agency on the side of righteousness...and they are guiding us, training us, preparing us. For what?

WORLD WAR THREE. But not the Apocalypse so beloved by Xian rednecks and murderous goons. The Celtic (and pre-Celtic) lore had it correct, regarding "The End Times". It will be "The War Of The Wizards", a final battle where the Good shall be victorious, and reign over earth forevermore, in peace, prosperity, joy, fulfillment, and most DEFINITELY: Gay Liberation."

-------
The Tricks At 2306 (Friendly Ghost Detective Agency)

"WORLD WAR THREE is knocking, knocking
Scratching

Mocking
Pawing
Rapping
Gnawing
Whacking
Goring

Solicitor-Whoring
At my chamber door."

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Rerry Rissruss Rarkin (The Larkin Chronicles)

"But it's also LOVE in its truest, most devoted, angelic form. A path of bloody, sweaty, teary sacrifice and holocaust agony for MOST of one's difficult life. IOW: your TYPICAL existance if you're gay and born in Amerika. Peacetime for others, wartime for queers. But in times of WAR we're needed and appreciated. We make the best warriors AND lovers. World War II opened the door for gay liberation as well as women's rights! So if you're LGB or T, too (or a free-minded gal) and wanna live in glorious gay-friendly times, then pray for World War Three. It will liberate ALL sexual minorities everywhere! You like dudes with big cannons, don't ya? (Or dudettes.)"

However, I do not see this maneuver as the most effective way to promulgate gay liberation...at least, not for my own self, whose writings are more valuable to disperse, than my own pieces of flesh. The point being: it is a most NOBLE thing to give up your life for gay rights, if it comes to that. IOW: be not afraid of the homophobes! If speaking out against them leads to the rending of your own body, so be it. Bring it on!

The volatility of gay issues is such that is has great POTENTIAL to trigger the third global war. IF one can inspire a strategic rebellion far more CLEVER than anything a heterosexist can pull off. The very idea that World War III is the key to gay liberation is MOST ironic. That places me in the same camp as OTHER zealots (Muslim terrorists being a perfect parallel), since we BOTH see this global war as the destruction of Satan, and the liberation of the chosen. Whereas the Islams see heavenly reward as a concubine of lovely females, I see the GAY rewards as a concubine of same-sex lovers.

What you seem to EXCLUDE from your WWIII prophecy, is the aspect of spiritual intervention. You perceive a dismal future of many post-war centuries of a decimated world, which will eventually result in a gay-friendly society. Whereas myself, OTOH, perceive a brilliant future, immediately post-war, where gays are protected by angels. Even during the horrid war, the gay chosen shall live a glorious life amidst the nuclear chaos.

This of course, implies MAGIC and other paranormal properties. YOUR interpretation totally excludes all but the most materialistic spin. Yet, you DO believe in the paranormal, albeit it in mostly DARK ways.

Well, that's a positive interpretation that meshes with my own views.

{{ I think that most people in our country have gotten the notion that the biggest concern is with terrorist groups, but I think that they are mistaken. They think that advanced nations have too much sense and restraint to get into all-out war. }}

An "advanced nation" overrun by zealous, hetero nut jobs, as is Amerika, clearly shows this danger. And predicts the inevitable, by default. My point in the likely global nuclear holocaust, is that there will be a relative handful of folks who will neither SUFFER, nor participate in, this devastation. And they are, for the most part, homosexuals. Of course, this is not possible unless there exists a spiritual dimension above and beyond the material.

{{ I don't believe for one minute that the heads of state have the sense or the right character to avoid conflict in times of extreme stress. }}

No, they're scallywags (to use a polite term). Radioactive pollution will result in sterile breeders. No other way will be left to propagate, except through various forms of artificial insemination, including cloning. Gays lead the way!

From: Warren Q.
To: zeke
Date: 15 Feb 2008, 08:44:58 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

Ezekiel wrote:

{{ the Good shall be victorious, and reign over earth forevermore, in peace, prosperity, joy, fulfillment, and most DEFINITELY: Gay Liberation. }}

It is a natural byproduct.

It was the same German qualities that inclined them to hateful anti-Semitism that also led them into self-destructive warfare.

You can see the same thing in America and Russia. The ones who are homophobes are also warmongers.

Certain things go naturally hand-in-hand, like religious intolerance, xenophobia and nationalism.

They think that homophobia is a survival trait, preserving the species, but the opposite is true.

It is like Darwinism. In the long run, only the enlightened and cooperative will survive, only the honest and only people who can manage a bit of empathy, manage to rise above the extreme self-centeredness that now marks our culture.'

It is like entropy. A non-homophobic society will prove to be the only stable one that is possible. Anything else will lead to constant confrontation - a fact which is our duty to make true, but it is only human nature.

So of course we have to be liberated. I expect it to be a bloody road, but inevitable outcome, like the outcome of the Civil War.

From: zeke
To: Warren Q.
Date: 16 Feb 2008, 14:17:32 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

Warren Q. writes:

{{ You can see the same thing in America and Russia. The ones who are homophobes are also warmongers. }}

Incredible, ain't it? The nature of the barbarian.

{{ They think that homophobia is a survival trait, preserving the species, but the opposite is true. }}

One's feelings and opinions about homosexuality will become homo sapien's most VITAL litmus test of humaneness, and thus The Golden Rule.

This implies a great DESTINY for sexual minorities, with 100% homosexuals in the lead! (Natch, the BUTCH ones shall bring up the rear...ha ha.)

{{ It is like entropy. A non-homophobic society will prove to be the only stable one that is possible. }}

I am breathless at the realization.

{{ Anything else will lead to constant confrontation - a fact which is our duty to make true,}}

I think we've BOTH done incredibly well in our mission. It is therefore INEVITABLE that our ideas, our writings etc. will very soon TAKE OFF like a bird on wing, to travel the globe in all directions. That is simply natural law on the psychic realm: "With belief In gay selfhood for your building bricks, hard work eventually pays off".

{{ but it is only human nature. }}

Yes, but a nature that became GROSSLY distorted by an evil psychic virus that infested man in ancient times. Remembered as a Hebrew Fable in the story of Cain and Abel. The first CRIME in history, The Mother Of All Crimes. Brother slays brother. Why? Jealousy over his bro's larger COCK size. Which vital tidbit was eliminated by The Servants of Patriarchy. IOW: homophobia!

But all the male-on-male sex passages were sterilized by breeder mandate...castrated by eunuchs (who were only too happy to return the favor, albeit metaphorically). I don't know WHICH camp actually has the greater number of jealous queens: gay OR straight.

It is now time for "this nature" to beginning healing our planet, in order to turn us all in a better direction. Thus, more and more power is diverted to the truly DECENT and most long-suffering among us: GAYS. And, we are evolving quite rapidly, into a global, telepathic network of like minds...all respectful, brilliant, creative, adventuresome and most DEFINITELY: homosexual.

{{ So of course we have to be liberated. I expect it to be a bloody road, but inevitable outcome, like the outcome of the Civil War. }}

Well, it sure makes for good heavy-metal fantasy. MY tastes lean less towards blood, and more towards complete vaporization. :b

I'm smoking good pot BTW.

From: Warren Q.
To: zeke
Date: 16 Feb 2008, 07:26:21 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

Ezekiel wrote:

{{ Now, is it my imagination, bad memory or what? I've never heard you speak so POSITIVELY before until quite recently. }}

There are times when I feel like Hamlet, in a hopeless situation, wanting just to self-destruct in rebellion against an outrageous situation, as a way of rescuing a bit of dignity and not feeling completely helpless, by refusing to go along any longer.

I don't say that the least in pretension, just a matter of fact of an analogy that really fits. I am not really a big Shakespeare fan, because the language is too frustrating to try to follow. I just understand the basic plotline.

I feel a bit like a Nat Turner, wanting to burn down master's mansion, surrounded by fellow slaves who are horrified, profess their love and devotion to their master, their high-horse condemnation of violent alternatives and refusal to believe that it is necessary. They spend their time in the fields, happily singing Gospel songs, and expressing their appreciation for having been brought to a country where they have better food, and opportunity to learn about the the love of Jesus Christ.

Mostly, they fear and ignore you, except for a small handful of sympathetic souls, You wonder- could you ever rally them, or is it just on a road to ignominious self-destruction and jail/torture/nightmare?

I do, however, have my positive moments. I couldn't really label as positive/negative, yay-nay. To be a mixed bag of contradictory things is the human condition, really the way that most people are.

From: zeke
To: Warren Q.
Date: 17 Feb 2008, 06:39:41 PM
Subject: Re: McCain's the devil

Warren Q. writes:

{{ I feel a bit like a Nat Turner, }}

Who by the way was a zealous VISIONARY, even called "The Prophet" among his own. I feel a parallel in our own powerful drive to beat down homophobia for good.

They have no souls. Zombies, empty husks programmed to do De Massah's bidding. Social engineering.

{{ Mostly, they fear and ignore you, except for a small handful of sympathetic souls, You wonder- could you ever rally them, or is it just on a road to ignominious self-destruction and jail/torture/nightmare? }}

There are ways of testing their trustworthiness, via surreptitious methods...so they don't ever realize they're being tested. But don't go ahead with the test, if revealing them as actually anti-gay will be too much trauma for you to handle. Rest assured though: among your apparantly gay friendly circle of self-proclaimed hetero "friends", 99 times out of 100, they'll prove to be hypocrites.

{{ Maybe a good analogy of the positive side was a scene from the most recent "King-Kong" remake. More down-to-earth than Shakespeare. Kong spent a miserable day, wildly fighting giant lizards, etc. But he sat on his mountain retreat, and his tiny love, the captive woman, looked out on the sea, the tropical forests, the glorious sunset, and said in awe, "It is beautiful! ..." }}

Wow, what an excellent analogy! Completely under the control of a brutal beast (as is homophobia for us), the victim convinces herself it is nonetheless a beautiful day. Brainwashing is facilitated by the natural desire to perceive oneself as existing in a HAPPY reality. Anyone attempting to pop this bubble of illusion is regarded...

When I first watched EFC ("Earth: Final Conflict"), I was shocked to see this Taelon character: very swishy, wrist-flicking, lisping, sissified, elitist, weird-looking, ASEXUAL geek. I had to conclude that these Taelons were created from the mind of a well-meaning, but ignorant, heterosexual. Sure, Roddenberry finally got his wish: but at what cost to REAL gay people still burdened with the yoke of tyranny by the same country that produces tripe like EFC?

Here we have an alien FAGGOT behaving like every good faggot should (in the eyes of dogmatic Christians that is), by not having any sex. And, by defining them as asexual, the show could go on without the censors' interference, which WOULD have happened if they were portrayed as outright homosexual. Of course, everyone KNOWS the Taelons are silly queers...and in that way, and only that way, would the Amerikan publik accept such regular gay characters.

If I were a well-meaning but ignorant hetero sci-fi writer, I guess I could come up with a race of queers that--by virtue of being asexual (as the Good Lord wants them to be)--would evolve into these freaky types with enormous brains that resulted from all this unused sperm backing up the spine. Now, they would be put to use serving (hetero) mankind.

These Taelon faggots are catering to every need of all the earthling, redblooded HETERO heroes...not a gay person among them. Again, the good Christian role of every queer is to not only be asexual, but a SERVANT, a SLAVE dedicated to the happiness of heterosexual relationships. Just like in that Australian film, "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert"; where some drag queens are stuck in a redneck town, enhancing the romantic lives of the hetero residents. Damned if they didn't assist the happiness of any GAY person living there (which residents didn't even seem to exist).

These Taelons are in no way handsome, or robust heroes as are the star characters, who are OBVIOUSLY Amerikan breeders. Also, "Taelon" suggests "talon", and you just know how faggots love to pull out their claws and scratch your eyes out, honey! Now, why stop with Taelons? Why not "Babloons": a dark-skinned race that trades in watermelon seeds, and whose lips are so big, they can actually vibrate into action, their marvelous rocket engines? Or yellow-skinned, slant-eyed "Bayjings", whose massive overbite can open fuel pods with a single chomp? Or "Gimplets" whose twisty vestigial legs can serve as hooks for grasping and riding on asteroids?

But my favorite idea is this: a sci-fi show featuring "Heteroids": giant, semi-intelligent hemorrhoids that are breeding themselves into oblivion by their own animal lust. They, too, would be heroes (in a way)...as an example of the horrors of overpopulation and dogma of heterosexual supremacy.

To: Final Testament Guestbook
From: Zebsurfer

I'd like to speak out against your derision of the show, Gene Roddenberry's Earth: Final Conflict.

First off if you think the Taelons, the alien species depicted in the show, is a representation (and as you say, a misrepresentation) of homosexuals you are wrong. The Taelons are no where within the scheme "human". They, in the show's mythology, are asexual and androgynous and more specifically, in their true form, energy based, having no physical exterior. So this already rules out genitalia, the one key factor defining sexuality. So they are neither MALE nor FEMALE, sexually, thus they CANNOT be homosexual or heterosexual. The Taelons are dubbed male, for the simple fact that it is eases reference (it superficially eliminates the need of considering them "it"). Why "male," may be the fact that you could probably be right in that the show tries to elevate the "male gender." But this argument is geared more to women's rights than gay rights.

To get back on their energy-based life force, the Taelons are in their long evolution attempting spiritual perfection, no longer needing or being inhibited by any physical factors. One fact could be that because they are "asexual" and also "physical-less", they lack sexual drive (without sexual organs, there cannot be sexual drive or even need of sex), thus not being either "heterosexual" or "homosexual." And one question is to you: where did you get the idea that they depict homosexuals? Every single Taelon shown on the show is played in real life by a female. The contradiction and attempt at "females" playing male-depicted roles is one problem that may support your argument of homosexuality. But, being an avid fan of the show, I believe this wasn't the purpose or philosophy behind the show.

And when you say that the Taelons are "slaves" to humanity, then I must say, you haven't viewed the show, or at least in an unbiased way. Gene Roddenberry derived much of the show's essence in depicting how humanity would deal with an advanced alien culture, and the roles and problems that may be encountered. This is what greatly drew me to show; it is unique and focuses more on humanity than any other alien species. The whole basis of the show was to show that despite the Taelons "benevolent" gifts to humanity, they have an ulterior motive to subjugate humanity to save their dying race and to fight off their enemies and genetic brethren, the Jaridians, by bioengineering, forced experiments, manipulation, subterfuge, and geopolitical exploitation. All these things are completely opposite to any slave or subservient qualities.

Lastly, the most important argument would be the one that encompasses "gender" as a whole. We can all agree that sex is "what's between the legs" and gender is "what's between the ears" (i.e. brain). Wholly considered, gender doesn't truly exist, only sex. "Male" and "female" genders are subjective and psychological labels we, as a society as a whole, have pinned on people. We came up with the idea that females are soft, sensitive creatures juxtaposed with males, the macho, dominant, in-control-of-their-emoti ons hardheads. If that is tue, would G.I. Jane be more male than female? Would the Amazon warriors of the ancient times be males in essence, although all being women? No. The inferiority complexes dubbed on females is groundless and the societal label of males as "sex obsessed, unintelligent, foolish pigs" is also just as bad.

This leads into the argument of homosexuality, which despite what is said, is pervasive (not in any negative connotation) in society, and has a long history extending as far as the beginnings of rational Homo Sapiens and is not cultured or imposed of only in America. It is said that if the world population was reduced to "100" people, "11" would be gay. Homosexuality exists among ALL people and places. But homosexuality exists exactly in the context it is limited to: sexuality, that is when a "male" (the sex of a human) has intercourse, copulation, or sexual union with a human of the same "male" sex. Where the whole idea of psychological viewpoint of lesbians as manly, or homosexual men, as feminine or soft, is as mentioned of the "gender theory", groundless. No matter how sensitive, soft, "sissified" a boy is, it doesn't make him a homosexual. Only when he copulates either through oral, anal or group masturbation (of sexual stimuli involving 2 or more people, of the same sex) gives the title of "homosexual" correctly justified.

I am in no way trying to justify the "heterosexual agenda," if such exists, or trying to spread my message of homosexuality or gender, either through a secular point-of-view or a Christian doctrine. Although, I am trying to defend your unjustified insult to Earth: Final Conflict, a unique science-fiction anthology that tries to analyze the basic ideas of what is "human." Before you can make a judgement, a viewpoint, a statement about anything, you must first understand it. After all, isn't that how all forms of abhorrent prejudice (racism, sexism, religious persecution, homophobia or even hetero-"phobia") is based - through unreasoned, unjustified, un-"knowledgeable" facts?

Dearetht Clueleth Breeder Earthling:

I know you ekthpect me to lithp, tho I'm giving you thome thatithfacthon right now. However, no more "lithping" for the rest of my essay, as my strong alien accent will only get in the way of important communique.

Every single point you make--however poorly--was already deconstructed in comrade Zeke's essay, "Taelons = Queer Stereotype", which anticipated such unworthy comments like yours. Your kind must suffer the sad fate that is the lot of heterosexuals, for it is not the Creator's intent that you be designed with too much intelligence!

Forget for a moment, all the Rodenberry crap plugging up your mind like a Klingon bowel impaction (which, incidentally, can go on for centuries; much like the ignorant hubris of your own pseudo-gay friendly hetero earthlings, who insist on being the last word on homosexuality even in relation to queers). Ever hear the saying: "One picture is worth a thousand words?" Well, put all those Final Conflict words out of your mind, if you want to get the picture! So just forget Earth: Final Conflict, Gene Rodenberry, and Star Trek! Forget they ever existed at all. Clear your mind like Exlax to anus...then look at us anew, with the unbiased eye of a Vulcan executioner (please scroll down):

Now c'mon, give us a break! How on earth wouldn't "faggot" be the immediate thing to come to mind, when seeing us for the first time? Most humans do, in fact, react this way as their first impression. (And please notice we are all clothed in shades of purple or pink: clearly an indication of being "that way"!) Do you think we were born yesterday? No matter how much you attempt to window-dress our species, slice dice or ice us, we still remain, as ever:

Even you as much as said we are women stuck in male bodies! How's that for an obvious stereotype? And that's just one among numerous examples so expertly presented in comrade Zeke's brilliant essay. (Brilliant for an earthly sentient being, that is.)

Yes, we are portrayed as asexual and androgynous; which cleverly passes the TV industry's anti-homosexual censors. But we assure you, Zebsurfer, that between tapings we just can't get enough of each other's frail little jail bait bodies as much as possible. Why, we're about as horny as those randy little Tribbles! (Minus the fertility factor of course.)

While we are portrayed as heroes--like our earthling counterparts--not one of us is the least bit attractive. Unlike the human stars who, we might add, are all portrayed as heterosexuals! Like all previous Rodenberry series, not so much as even one clearly homosexual character has appeared in any of their myriad shows!

We are the closest things to homosexuals ever portrayed in Star-Trek-like series. the (obviously heterosexual and--if gay--hetero ass licking) writers may have been well-meaning, but we are portrayed as sterotypical faggots, because your sub-intelligent culture would howl in outrage should we ever come out of our closet on the boob tube!

Zebsurfer, your hetero slip is showing, when you make a statement that homosexuals can only be defined by having sex with another hominid of the same gender. A fine example of breeder hubris! As if heterosexuals were the only gender to dignify their relationsips...by defining queers as incapable and even unworthy of having affectionate and spiritual feelings for those they truly love. Just like those unworthy breeders (as you most certainly are, poor ape) to define who and what queers are; never mind asking sexual minorities how they see themselves in the scheme of things!

You said something very revealing: "Gene Roddenberry derived much of the show's essence in depicting how humanity would deal with an advanced alien culture." And it is all too clear to us Taelons (and enlightened human queers), that both your race and our "advanced culture" are devoid of any homosexual presence or even acknowledgment. What happened to them? Were they all exterminated, or perhaps isolated on some hideously remote and dark planet, out of view of any godly heterosexual (or asexual)?

And where you say: "Before you can make a judgement, a viewpoint, a statement about anything, you must first understand it." I can only shake my bulbous head in pity, for it is all too obvious that you remain ignorantly heterocentric to the core. For you willfully remain pathetically ignorant about the true spirit of homosexuality, which is: brotherly (or sisterly) love. And to understand that, you must first understand queers. You, dim-witted antrhopoid, do not.

But we queers of the universe always have the final laugh (if not the final conflict [*snicker*] ), because we have a secret we shall now reveal to you:

For the details on this cosmic law, see Zeke's essay entitled "NeoChristianity"...and perhaps "The First Christ", where Kurt Vonnegut's Tralfamadorians reveal themselves to be 100% homosexual.

In conclusion, we can only wag our imaginary penises (which have been unceremoniously castrated by Rodenberry's disciples) and remark:

Ambassador Da'an [ Taelon Synod, North America ]

From: zeke
To: peggy c
Date: 07 Feb 2008, 05:51:42 PM
Subject: Re: Witness to harassment

Peggy C. writes:

{{ thanks, Zeke. I can print it out if you like. }}

No need. That is not the official complaint. It's too flippant. I just wanted to back you up pronto, to alleviate needless anxiety. That's how the cult operates: they FEED on negative emotions (grief, fear, worry, anger). They are PSYCHIC VAMPIRES.

I'll compose it this eve (Thursday), and e-mail it to you. I just bought more ink for my printer, but NOW it refuses to work. Says the driver has errors. Uninstalled and reinstalled driver several times...no luck! Sure wish this problem occurred BEFORE I emptied my wallet!

Well, that's poltergeist for ya. An aspect of shaman warriors is they go through testing on a regular basis...one such test being that of FRUSTRATION, suddenly BLOCKED from an important mission that MUST be carried out...but with the added misery of an unexpected, additional WEIGHT on one's shoulders.

The weight in this case, being a non-functioning printer AND loss of moolah that could have been spent on things that work.

I coughed up ink money not because of A-hole Randy Webb (a.k.a. "Baby Face Nelson"). But because I want to snail-mail a letter w/printouts of a few tales, to my Spanish adviser from my years at university. My latest blog ("Thank You William & Margaret") explains further.

So happy to have more ink, thinking of what I'll send to Margaret Peden, and to Larkin. What a letdown! I'm sure though, that the poltergeist will release their grip momentarily, considering I'm not gonna sweat or lose sleep over this.

Tomorrow morn, I'll go to the Mission Police Station to pick up several copies of the complaint form. For myself, and anyone else who wants to add their 2 cents.

Important that Randy witnessed our cool, collected demeaner. We were a double-barrel shotgun! We hit an ARTERY of the Cult, now they bleed...and they won't be able to STAUNCH the flow. A stake in the heart, we got 'em where they "live"!

You noticed how EVERY thing Randy said was totally off the wall. NO ONE'S that dumb. I suspect we were going through a TEST. He INTENTIONALLY set himself up for a fall. Remember, the Buddha says we have no enemies, only teachers. Ergo, even our enemies are angels...only in the guise of evil, for they are TOUGH task masters. We aced the test with frying crullers (yummy)!

That does NOT mean we should actually treat Randy et al as friend, we must keep our guard UP and pursue the demons to the very ends of the earth if need be...or until they DROP their frightly mask and RADIATE their angelic spirit. We will KNOW when it's appropriate to drop our metaphorical swords. No need to guess, it will be CLEAR as a bell. You'll see!

The worst is over BECAUSE we both stood brave and proud against The Darkness. Now, as for Carl Betza (heh):

I will continue to play "friend" with him. I've already planted the seed of animosity against him, in Baby Face Nelson's pea-brain. And for good reason, 'cause I spoke TRUTH! (In fact, I finally got to tell Randy everything I've been wanting to, since more than two years ago. Tried to speak with him several times over that span, brushed me off like a gnat.)

Then I plant that same seed in Carl's lizard-brain. Like so:

"Carl, SEVERAL residents are so enraged at Randy, there's no stopping his demise. The SMART thing for him, is VAMOOSE, move to parts unknown. UNLESS he enjoys a formal eviction and a miserable day in court. ALL complainants have filed police reports against him, and sent certified letters of grievance to Arikat. AND they now have an attorney."

I will NOT mention any names. Should he query, "Oh, who?" I'll just retort: "The usual suspects."

Though Randy may have told him what I said, thus Carl will become invisible to us, lurk in the woodwork so to speak. They can hide but they can't run! A certain mutual friend of ours w/cute little doggie I consider JUST as culpable as Randy, for his gossip in the past, which caused at least TWO residents to fear and hate me. Which added FUEL to the fire, putting my life in further danger.

Even if you-know-who has CEASED his gossip. Though I would NOT be surprised to discover he's contributed to Baby Face's Anti-Zeke Paranoia. IF this goes to court, Randy will have to testify under oath, and he WILL be questioned by prosecution, if any resident has poisoned his mind against me. By revealing the culprits, Randy will be seen as more of a VICTIM than instigator...and of course he'll seek the lightest judgment possible.

ONCE the gossipers' names have been listed in court, I can then open a SECOND case against them, for WILFUL intent to create anxiety and grief in my life, and even do me bodily harm. They USE emotionally vulnerable/disturbed people as their agents of mayhem and murder.

And if it DOESN'T go to court--which it very well may not--there's still my Friendly Ghost book, which shall bring JUSTICE to all parties involved. Through the HIGHEST court ever: Judges of Mount Olympus (Hera being chief justice). My prayers, my pleas for retribution and unshackling (from their witchery) are made manifest in that wonderful novel. Which Baby Face labeled a "gossip site". Gossip? Isn't gossip based on LIES. How can my accounts be gossip, if true?

Didn't he realize I'd also type an account of his threatening behavior toward us? As Bugs Bunny loves to say: "What a maroon!"

They would SILENCE me! So they can FREELY continue their debauched ways. But it's TOO LATE, even if I'm eliminated. My book is out there, w/permission to distribute wherever, whenever. We don't need no stinkin' court. Or attorney. Or police. Seeing as the system is so CORRUPT and SLUGGISH (and costly), no matter how urgent the situation! Thus, I've come up with ANOTHER way to nip this Evil Cult in the bud. I think all good folk need to become INVENTIVE, as society's moral pillars crumble. (I finally know who my REAL mother is: Necessity.)

They get away with skulduggery beCAUSE our legal system works ONLY with mostly hard evidence, as opposed to circumstantial. And beCAUSE of all the little white-lie crimes so many folks commit daily...upon which Cult Disciples piggyback to commit GREATER crimes without suspicion or visibility. It all snowballs!

I concluded many years ago, that some of the worst crimes people commit are those that fall between the legal cracks. This includes scenarios where YOU are the sole witness. Then it's your word against theirs, and YOU'RE outnumbered. Liberal use of false witness is but ONE of their modus operandis. Also, TERRORISM. Toxic drugs. Media manipulation. And of course, GOSSIP.

However, if one has the Gift of Deduction, one can analyze circumstances w/o hard evidence...and once they pile up, you can then take action against the suspects. An AUTHENTIC psychic detective always pulls this off, because in time, the angels DROP more and more proof in her lap! Easy as pie!

Circumstantial: some residents gossip wicked things behind my back, in hopes it will lead to bodily harm, or wear me down from stress. Or both. Proof: Randy spills the beans. And a former resident (or two or three) who witnessed this gossip NUMEROUS times testifies on my behalf. Bingo!

How culpable are Arikat Realty and previous managers? BIG TIME! Managers actively participated in exacerbating hatred against me. Absentee property owner does not employ responsible management, 'cause that would lead to less frequent turnover in renters. Which equals lower profit.

My chapter "The Tricks at 2306" can serve nicely as backup evidence for any resident who cares to press charges.

Well, gotta go and compose The Complaint, my latest addition TO this chapter!

From: zeke
To: peggy c
Date: 07 Feb 2008, 11:27:12 PM
Subject: My printer works again. Yay!

What'd I say, Peggy? The poltergeist who sabotaged my printer did so, in order to test me. And I did not suffocate myself with undue angst, thus they returned me to my usual, efficient mode. Shaman warrior did well!

You don't need to print out my letter. But if it's not too much trouble, could you please pay to mail my letter to Arikat CERTIFIED (or registered)? I'll slip it through your door's mail slot in the morn.

DO let me know ASAP if you'd like me to alter any of the contents therein.