The above photo is the actor James Franco - I have never met the man but I believe that he would be a very interesting person to meet...
The other night I had a very, very, very strange dream in which he was featured and I think the photo is the best photo of him, I found, would be his reaction IF I were to tell him this dream lol
I finally had saved enough money to backpack around Europe and I was in Italy and trying to figure out the European train system and I was trying to read signs, look at a map and not lose my backpack as I exited a train.
The doors screamed shut behind me, and I glanced over my shoulder to make sure my backpack had not been grabbed within the doors themself.
As I stepped further onto the platform, I heard a male voice ask me if I could use some help. I recognized an American voice and looked to see who it was.
There was James Franco, but with a beard! And he was smiling down at me, and his hair was longer than this photo and he was slinging a backpack as well over his right shoulder.
I said, a total fan immediately, "OMG, you are James Franco!"
Then I blushed, and covered my mouth, as I realized he probably hated gushing females and being recognized in Europe, hence the beard and longer hair.
He continued to smile, and said, as he pressed a finger to his lips, "Shhhhh, please don't tell anyone else."
I said, "Huh? Oh sure, sure." Really thinking, he IS talking to ME??? Like really?
He stepped forward and glanced down at my map, asking me, "Now where is it you are wanting to go? I have the day free, if you like??"
Tour guide James Franco, IF I LIKE?
And the dream ended there.
HAHAHAHAHAHA James Franco in the middle of Europe as my tour guide. AS IF. Dreams are flipping wierd. Or rather I WISH ;) Loved him best in FLY BOYS... MMMMMMmmmm
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Friday, April 08, 2011
Tears of a Feather...
I just watched Criminal Minds
and
Cried
It was a 2-part episode and those "in the know"
knew that it was an episode very "loosely" based upon the killings of the 89 women
in the Lower Mainland
Robert Picton and his brother
killed women
who were not worthy of the R.C.M.P's notice
just like in the tv show -
when a military man went to say
"Hey my sister is missing - And there are others missing as well - - "
Not noticed because these people are not recognized as worthy of
Notice
Being transients, street-people, crack-heads and
oh lesser of less -
Prostitutes.
I have worked in the "skin" business
Does this change your opinion of me
Have I become less?
In your eyes?
Can I no longer be your friend?
Neighbor?
Colleague?
Confidante?
Friend?
Have I become nothing?
I cried and cried
Knowing how many women disappeared into pig's belly's
Until they were
Noticed
to be
Missing
Gone
Perished
I've walked a thin line
I've not shot a needle
I've never understood why not -
Just never have.
I moved to this town to have a relationship with my
Father
That has so long been my
Dream
Instead it became a Nightmare.
I've blamed him and believed his description of me
Fat, ugly, lazy whore.
Wishing for death
Yet not reaching for the Needle
Yet
Watching another live each breathing moment for that needle
pipe
I no longer know where he is
I hope he is no longer
making love every second to that crack pipe
I found in his bedroom
rather than me
I cried some more
and it seemed to cleanse my inner core
belief
of my Father's description of
Me
I am strong, I am
Me
I've worked in the skin business
I have
Yet that is not
Me
I needed friends and been a friend
I am
lifting myself out of
a very dark
depression
Dark it was
Deep it was
I am going to look at the glass as half full
instead of staring at it's emptiness
I am creating art tonight
In rememberance of those
Not
Forgotten
Women
Which for the grace of my Higher Power
could have been
Me
P.S.
Donkey
if you ever read this
call me
You have a friend
You do
Let's get through this
together
- Me -
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