One “Look”__One Thousand Words

With another “look,” you tell me that you are ready without saying a word.  You and me are taking it outside on the pavement and you and me are the talking on the pave and we become the blab thrilling_times_mof the pave.  We can hear the whispers of people going by these two are always out here blabbing on the pave.  At the same time we can hear their whispers on the streets.  Knowing that twenty seconds of audio lasts a lifetime.

Now for the moment you have become Night-Hawk telling me as you are “looking” at me from your POV that you are shattering the paradigm that you and Henrietta Heron are in cahoots when you know you are not in cahoots with anybody because you have established yourself as a free agent.  You are not from around here.  I am a free agent, too and I suppose that makes us kindred-spirits or in cahoots.

Today, March Eight, Twenty-Fifteen begins daylight savings time, the earliest it has ever been within the history of man and womankind.  And since I have this fixation, obsession with Leap Year when that one extra day is granted as a gift__a gift of one extra day to bring it to the table, step up to the plate to keep doing whatever it is you are doing.  In Ascencia, every February every year has twenty-nine days.

Your “look” today invites me into the cave on top of Mt. Sporaticus in which we fear to enter yet is where all the treasures we ever wanted are neatly placed.  I can not ignore that “look.”  Not today and certainly not on Leap Year Day.  Today I am looking back at you as if I am looking at my own reflection in a mirror and seeing you.  Whenever you look at me without doing or saying anything you know that you have got me by the collar and you are wrapping me around your little finger.  You have got my attention and I am ready to show you my intention and you are already showing me yours.  You already know how good you “look” as the new Supra-Hero in town; and as the Special Guest Villain I shall make you “look” even better.  One look__one thousand words.

You are becoming more and more inquisitive like a dedicated student and you begin asking the Right Questions.  What got you onto me?  I want my Blogs number one on page one after a Google Search.  We are already planning those moment when we are putting on that pair of boxing gloves to go toe-to-toe__Supra-Hero Versus Foe.

Inside The House of Mirrors

 

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And I am ready, willing, and able to dig into the mystery of your history and biography.  This is what journalists do.  I dig you and have discovered things about you which all begins with a connection socially as we are experiencing life and the theater of life.  You give me the “looks” that say without a single word that you have arrived!  Buckle your seat-belt,  Bucko, we are going on an incredible ride!  And this is when I discover you and dig into you, your history , your biography, and your mystery as if we are Soul-Mates because this is what Soul-Mates  and Kindred-Sports do.

Give me a thumb up and put your other thumb on your text-messaging gadget and tell me you dig.  It is okay, that it is all right not to be all right sometimes.  That it is okay to make mistakes and to take advantage of your mistakes because they in and of themselves are works of beauty and art.

You are reminding me of a character that I am writing about and you became Supra-Hero number one on page one because one of your looks in worth a thousand words.  When we arrive in Ascencia together  we are ready willing and able to bring it to the table, to get into the Fight-Dance and shatter all the paradigms as though we are skicing a mirror inside the House of Mirrors.

In the House of Mirrors I am looking at you and you have already been watching me.  I live for those seven second moments when we catch each other looking and that puts us in cahoots with one another.  Together we have a plan to take it out.  Take it out there onto the street pavement coming up with all kinds of neat ideas for Supra: Heroes, Stories, and Styles.

 

Las Vegas-Sin City Tour-[2]

Dr. Crop is along on the Sin-City Tour hiring models and dancers and performers while I coach the performers who have been with us all along.  Dr. Crop is my designated Creative Director who 25decides why this Vision, why this video, while I supply the Verses:  after all the Visions evoke the Verses and the Videos evoke the Prose.  The poetry evokes the visuals as well.  The performance of a project is the manifestation of all this envisioning.  In Las Vegas I develop a stomach virus__could have been something I drank.  I tried the rum and coke last night and discovered I no longer have the constitution for it.  So I get to the bathroom at the theater and take a spoonful of store-brand Mylanta.  And the Adonis follows me into the Rest Room and says are you all right and I say no I am not all right and he says it’s okay not to be all right in Sin City.  It all stays here.

I look at the Adonis’ reflection in the bathroom mirror and ask him who are you and who sent you and where did you come from?  And his only answer is a high-pitched giggle that endears me to him even more.  The giggle I hear as he is watching a Villain fall.  One “look” on his face is worth twenty words.  I ask him to keep giving me those “looks” at the House-Boat Studio and out onto the pavement because his “looks” give me something to write about.

A professor from a local university comes for a visit to the Green Room where he wants to talk with me.  He is applying to teach at The University of Diversity and hands me syllabuses for three 4courses all using TC Newell’s books for his text-books.  The classroom setting for all of his courses are at the University of Diversity campus where I call it Camp Sporaticus, oddly enough.  The courses he plans to teach are Poetry & Prose, Life Theater 101, and Readers Theater 101.  I hire him on the spot and he begins teaching for the Fall Semester.

When the likes of all of you who appear and disappear, come and go, never to return because none of you are able yet to shatter your paradigms such as 100% Guarantee that this is stressful and 100% convinced that this is guarantee not to work.  I know the ones who are ready to shatter paradigms are out there.  I know you’re out there somewhere.  

Las Vegas-Sin City Tour

26In the film Field of Dreams I watched the other night I look into the television monitor and see Jamal disappear into the cornfield beyond center-field and I watch Jamal disappear as he heads for Sin city who has the azz and knows how to show it off on our Las Vegas Tour__

And you sit down beside me, knee to knee and tell me this is the tour you are wearing V-Shapes that show off that streamlined back-side of yours, those thick thighs and your TradeMark B-B-Bubble-B-b-Butt

You are my Las Vegas campaign slogan, on a tee-shirt your still-vision is ironed onto the front of the tee.  You are the Fight-Dancing Supra-Hero after I have been journeying and journaling enough to find you__finally!  You become many characters behind various masks and disguises to conceal the idea that you have many faces.  You have the Face of the Supra-Hero.  I shall visually prove it.

On the Las Vegas tour I am the Special Guest Villain, Mr. Incognito, on tour in Sin City and Bobbie is along with us because it is time we meet face to face, toe to toe.  Bobbie is not only a Desk -Top Icon he is a Fight-Dancing Supra-Hero and I have journeyed and journaled enough to define him.  He has become many characters that I am writing about.  And four times he has earned the right to become my Book-Cover for my Books.  He is already on the cover of Gregory Gregarious and the manuscript is still not yet finished.  He is the Vision to aspire to__

Like you, Jamal:  Desk-Top Icon.  Publicity poster for the Las Vegas/Sin City Tour.

 

 

Caz’N’Atom-[5]

Atom:27

Don’t call her that Tobias .  You don’t even know her well enough to call her a Blitch!

Tobias:

Marti, Marti, Marti Brite, which bus are you taking tonight?  Your eyes wide open your mind so clear on the outside you look straight but on the inside bet you’re queer.

Marti Brite:

Now I know you’re flying high!  Have to be saying that with your contraband inside your suitcase posing as a man carrying around some intellectual property.

Caz:

That’s not our business!  And we don’t care.

Tobias:

Don’t say another word, Nerd.

Atom:

Hey Caz have I an adventure in store for you!

Marti Brite:

It’s Caz’N’Atom!

Tobias:

Caz’N’Atom?

Atom:

I approach you now, Night-Hawk/Tobias and deliver a quick jab.

Caz:

I turn my back to Atom and see you in my reflection in the mirror and I deliver an upper-cut to you.

Gregory Gregarious:

Then I take action as tonight’s Special Guest Villain Mr. Incognito and me and Tobias go toe-to-toe against Caz’N’Atom

Atom:

I’m not as dumb as you think I am.  I can smell a set-up.  I can look right through a scam and I can deliver to you my roundhouse right, Incognito!

Caz:

I can put my finger on a ruse and never ever get confused.  Been around the block and spent my time in school and my mother and my father didn’t raise no fool, Tobias, take my roundhouse left.

Atom:

When I punch Mr. Incognito with my roundhouse right he groans a high-pitched

Mr. Incognito:

Ow!

Caz:

When I skice Tobias with my roundhouse left he moans with a deep, deep

Tobias:

Uh!

Caz’N’Atom-[4]

Gregory Gregarious:The Author Emerges

We are making this up as we go along okay so enter Marti Brite and Tobias

Atom:

Or is this Night-Hawk?

Marti Brite:

It’s time to shine at the New Millennium or Generation Gadget or the New Age Generation or Generation of the Ageless when young and old mesh and become one.

Caz:

That’s why I wear a half-tee mesh

Tobias:

Marti, Marti, Marti Brite which bus shall you take tonight?

Atom:

Your eyes wide open and your mind so clear.

Caz:

Snatch her purse!

Marti Brite:

Have I got an adventure in store for you Lads!Legs

Tobias:

No purse?

Marti Brite:

It was just stolen by a couple of Lads.

Tobias:

A couple of Can and Tray Warriors?

Marti Brite:

Exactly.  No money or I’d be driving to the club safely in a bucket with my honey.  Tobias?

Tobias:

What Bitch! 

Atom:

Don’t call her that Tobias.  You don’t even know her well enough to call her a Blitch!

Gregory Gregarious:

Save your breath, Marti.

Marti Brite:

I know I’m here inside the House of Mirrors and I see two Lads Caz’N’Atom looking at themselves in the mirrors and seeing their reflections of one another.

Atom:

I be you and you be me.Black Apollo

Caz:

I see you and I see me in the House of Mirrors Reflect!

Caz’N’Atom-[3]

Caz:TC Newell

I sock you and watch you crumble to the dance floor.

Atom:

You can be my best protégé.

Caz:

I watch you and see you pack a punch and walk the walk.

Atom:

And talk the talk with punch-u-ation.  Like with the roundhouse right and left.  Tell ‘em who you are, Lad.  Tell ‘em who you are.

Caz:

I’m Caz!  I’m the new Supra-Hero in town.  I’m the Lad with the shiny buffed limbs donning a white wrestling singlet or speedos with a half-mesh tee__or wife-beaters and tight black compression shorts.Day 8: Creating Your Own Career

Atom:

You are wearing black combat boots like mine and soiled white calve-high tube socks rolled down to the top of your boots.

Caz:

And you donning your matching retro-soccer SupraStyle.

Atom:

I can’t disguise the size of my thighs.

Caz:

Not with those thigh-highs.  Fist City Punch-Rap knock you in a mousetrap.

Atom:

Get in on the punch line.  We’re heading toward Crunch Time.  I want you and her and him to start the fight in the Museum.

Caz:7

Bustin’ paintings.  Bustin’ Busts.  It’s all part of the story, the Grand Finale.

Atom:

We’re bringing it to the Lab-Coats in their basement laboratory.

Caz:

Atom and Caz.

Atom:

Caz’N’Atom.  Mentor and Protégé.

Caz:

SupraStyle Fashion.

Atom:

Let’s get into the Fight-Dance me and you, turn on the music Gypsy Minstrel___

Caz:

And let’s get with it!  Action!58

 

Caz’N’Atom-[2]

Caz:D6

I like the Lasso-Punch.

Atom:

You shave your arms so that makes you a swimmer, boxer, wrestler or all three for wind or water resistance.

Caz:

And I already shave my legs.

Atom:

Good!  I’ll keep ‘em buffed and shiny.D4

Caz:

We’re in Fist City now going eye to eye and toe to toe.

Atom:

Everybody clear the house-boat deck one great good/bad guy combo coming up!

Caz:

This is only a beginning.  The final showdown is at the museum.

Atom:

You can kiss my fist! I’m about to deliver a counter-punch and I’m about to treat you to a feast of knuckle sandwiches.  Here’s my duck-punch and here’s my flex-punch. . .corny yet it works!

Caz:1021

My cronies are here to cheer!  Where are yours?

Atom:

They’re all here they just blend in better than yours.

Caz:

Angels in disguise that don’t cover their eyes.  I am still going to sock you even if you’re wearing shades.

Atom:

Angels in disguise that won’t cover our eyes.  I am socking you, HA!  we need the entire space of the deck on Gregory’s House-Boat to knock each other around and from one end to the other.1015

Caz’N’Atom

200When TC and Gregory pull your ear at the library that is their shit-or-get-off-the-pot move.  It is supposed to be the right move, the smooth move.  The Moves’N’Grooves move.  And “the look” of surprise on your face as it begins to glow as if you are enlightend by that tug of the ear lobe as if you are inspired by somebody.  You live for me to pull on that ear right now right here unless you can Fight-Dance me off,  keeping my fists busy and not reaching for your ear lobe.  I have seen those ears from the back of your head as you are slowly sauntering to the water-cooler with not a smile or glow on your face and you squinting at the library searching for who is it?  Larry Brite?  Mr. Incognito? TC?  Gregory? @ Lucky #13

You are always on my mind and I always catch myself trying to get a glimpse of you out of the corner of my eye.

Henrietta Heron:

I’m digging deeper into Gregory’s intellectual property through his files on his PC.  Night-Hawk is on it and I hope Prince Nehemiah doesn’t catch him or it’ll be Fist-City and that punch-rap all over again.  I understand he had one of TC Newell’s books in his book-bag the night he got mugged on the beach of Ascencia of all places!  He is researching two characters from Sporaticus worth restoring:  Caz’N’Atom

I am hearing quick sentences from the two of them in a dialogue.  Their sentences are quick jabs to the body and to the jaw of any opponent and both of them are hungry to get a piece of Mr. Incognito.

Atom:

Let’s spar.

Caz:

You got some smoove moves when you do that chisel punch after knowing exactly where to grab Mr. Incognito’s tie.

Atom:

If I had a tie I’d show you.

Caz:

I gotta wrap one fist around the knot like up around here and play a steady flow of punches with my other fist.

Atom:

A steady flow of punches with your free fist while your other hand wraps around the knot on Incognito’s tie.  And switch those fists from time to time.

Caz:

Smoove.

Atom:

Damn where’s that third fist come from?  I didn’t even see you move.  I am not even seeing you move now.

Caz:

Let’s spar.  Course it helps to have a real tie or a real Zapper.  I dig and dare and live to play your athletic game and to wear your SupraStyle gear.

Atom:

Now with the Lasso Punch you gotta grab the tie at the end and swing your man around the room and drive him crazy.

Caz:232

I am making him dizzy then when I get him right where I want him I skice him.  It’s nap time, Jack! [Punching Atom.]

Atom:

Ow!  I’m hiding behind these shades, Jack.  I wanna go eye to eye toe to toe.

 

14MAR15: BlogFusion: What Is Life Theater?: Marti Brite

continued from Anything Theater

http://anythingtheater.blogspot.com/2015/03/14mar15-blogfusion-what-is-life-theater.html

I shall have that one more day for a new beginning.  It is Leap Year again in Twenty-Sixteen.  Twenty-nine days in February next year and I am already making plans for it.  That is my favorite holiday that comes every four years__Leap Year.  Leap Year, 2012 seems like only yesterday.  Prince Nehemiah are you being a scavenger this Sunday afternoon?   Who deserves any thumb up more than the Prince?

[Lakers#21  Let the vision evoke the verse.  Time to take a CD and review it, add to it, respond by just doing it.]Copy (4) of R1-05877-0020

Prince Nehemiah has me punch-drunk.  He has been delivering jabs and upper-cuts and he is making me create low-pitch and high-pitch moans and groans.  I gotta make it sound like he is kicking my azz and I intend to make him look good for I am his Special Guest Villain.

Let me be your mentor.  I wanna be your Mentor as well as your Protégé.  That is what kindred spirits do with that spiritual connection.  I intend to get you clean out of my system before this evening of Readers Theater comes to a close.  You are always on my mind every day.

Oh! Macho Male

Butch as can be

Don’t spit on the sidewalk when you walk by me

Your deep-set eyes do all your speaking

More than they may ever see

And all your actions truly speak louder than all your words

And how is my favorite Mr. Machismo

Who looks like a comic book super-hero

Lean and muscular, a joy to see245

Though my words you may never hear

Or understand

It matters not to me

The sun shines on your body and your skin glows

Just as equally

Oh! Macho Male

Don’t turn away and spit on the sidewalk

When you walk by me

Deep-set eye to eye

Let me watch you play your athletic game

I will cheer for you

Fighting the urge to shout your name

Oh! Macho Male

Don’t look away from me

If we are to connect in any way

Let it be spiritually

And that my friends is LIFE THEATER__getting you clean out of my system before the evening of Readers Theater comes to an end.  Meanwhile, you are always on my mind every day.

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