Chapter 8
DRIVE IN MOVIE - NO CAR
Other Anecdotes
I am
in Vegas, 1972, Rev Judy Swaggart either left for LA or else, I just left her
in town to gamble & eat her fill at the local smorgasbord, & I have a
day or two before I must leave town for my first stripping job {
OK,
I am a perpetual walker. You never know
what to expect, what you will find, if you just keep walking. I head out away from the city of
After
hours of this, I see ahead of me on the left, a drive in movie, playing The Ten
Commandments. I must see this.
I
walk up to the ticket taker & ask for a ticket. He tells me that won’t work, because you have
to have a car. I don’t understand why –
he doesn’t explain. {About how to hear
it you must pull up & put the audio devise on the side of the car – I don’t
even think about that, I just know I want to see the movie} We keep arguing,
finally he gives in as he can’t dissuade me; I take the ticket & start
walking through the grounds. You might
ask what gave me the audacity? I just
had an absolute & total faith in God, that She would see me through.
I
recall passing a food stand in the depth of the grounds, & then, there on
the left, is a lady sitting outside her SUV type vehicle in a chaise lounge.
She
sees me – calls me over, & says,
“I
have another chaise in the car, I’ll get it, you sit next to me & enjoy the
movie,” & she does that. {Later, she
explained why she was so friendly. When
she saw me, she saw her daughter}
After
a while it gets cold, because this is the desert. {It can be 90 in the day, fall down to 50 at
night & so she invites me into the vehicle where we watch the rest of that
movie.
Picture
done, she asks me where I came from, how I got there. I tell her I walked from the city of
The
point is, I followed my heart because of this movie I loved so much. There’s another unusual anecdote re The Ten
Commandments.
Porno House & Ten Commandments
I
was in my hood of
He
was taken aback when I said, ‘The Ten Commandments,’ but he got it.
So I
watched The Ten Commandments in a porno theater, while the manager cleaned the
place. Unusual, no?
“We Use The Daily News to Line the Dog Kennels”
I’m at Aunt Ara’s house in
So I ask Ara,
“Can Hans translate the article for me?”
She takes the article, sits on the couch & reads it,
then THROWS the magazine back at me, saying,
“Don’t you DARE show Hans this article {exclamation}” {My exclamation on the key board IS NOT
WORKING}
I then feel ASHAMED of myself – but it gets worse. I tell Ara proudly, at a later date,
“I came out in an article in the Daily News”
She sniffs,
“We use the Daily News to line the dog kennels.”
I am deflated.
I will now channel Aunt Ara,
to see how she felt about what she did.
ME: Aunt Ara, didn’t
you have any feelings as to how you were hurting me, esp about the dog kennels?
AA {Aunt Ara}: No, I
was only thinking about my own feelings.
You were in the adult trade, t me, that was selling your body. You
degraded the family by degrading yourself.
It hurt me to see our dignity besmirched. So I let you have it.
ME: Now you’re on
the other side, either Heaven or Purgatory.
Don’t you feel you did wrong? You
hated me, didn’t you?
AA: Yes, it was
hate. I hated you from the moment I
found out you were in the business you were in, especially when you were so
beautiful & sexy – I was jealous. I
feared Henry would want you.
ME: Yes, he was
planning to rape me but he didn’t.
However, he always flirted with another member of the family, older than
me. He was infatuated with her. Why didn’t you hate her?
AA: She wasn’t as
beautiful as you or sexy, she did not flaunt her sex appeal or appear nude in
places or dance for men, or do anything that would hurt the reputation of the
family. She was in good standing with
the family, being close to your Mom, my sister.
I couldn’t afford to hate her - but hating you & hurting you was
allowed – you were the outcast, like you said, it was open season on you.
ME: Going back in
memory to you people is sickening. You,
none of you were about love, were you?
Why did you go to Church?
AA: For me, gong to
Church was more of a social act & an ego act than one of devotion. I wanted to prove to myself & others that
I was an upstanding member of the community, that I followed my Christian
duties, that I was a good person. If I
didn’t go to Church people would think I was immoral. About 10% had to do with loving God. You want everyone to be a Saint, few people
are – none of us was a Saint but you.
ME: You called me a
Saint. Do you see now all you people did
to me was wrong – How do you feel about Mom, my brother, yourself as well as
another person I the family abusing me, treating me like dirt?
AA: It’s one of
those things that was easy to do for me & them. We had no conscience. It’s like people in the South hating black
people. It was their custom, their
culture, their habit, they all accepted it.
Few were saints who stepped outside the boundaries & defended the
blacks. So it was for you, you were our
n_. We didn’t care, we didn’t feel
guilty, we felt justified. It’s the mob
mentality – kill the n_ - throw her off the cliff; we saw you as the guilty one
who deserved punishment, we didn’t question it deeply, just as we did not think
deeply about life. We had all the
prejudices there were – you know that – we hated minorities, people in the
adult trade, women who went out with minorities, people who were metaphysically
oriented or dreamed dreams – we were small, narrow minded people who looked
down on others. {End channeling}
ME: OK, I’ve heard
enough, it’s making me sick. Good bye
for now.
TEDDY BEAR GETS A HARDON
I bet you never heard this one before. I have a lady friend who has a summer cottage
in a state nearby, I go there a lot & our big thing is feeding wild
animals. She has everything there is,
you name it, including bears – she’s been feeding them so many years some of
them are semi tame.
Raccoons & skunks sometimes eat out of our hands, I
wake up with bear hairs on my comforter – how many can brag on that? They are about 3” long, bigger at base,
curve, come to a sharp point. The cats
might have brought them in, maybe it was our clothes from the brush outside –
it’s surrounded by bushes & woods.
There’s this one guy, for lack of a better word, I call ‘big
Teddy’ - have seen him for several years.
He’s the worse for wear, with a totally broken paw & half an ear –
was fighting with another guy no doubt – he’s actually peaceful & friendly. A skunk came up to his food to have a
bite. They touched noses, neither one
was scared. Teddy is a lover, not a
fighter, that’s why he got crushed. To
avoid any confrontations, when he sees another bear coming he takes off, doesn’t
stand his ground – but one time when I came out on the porch, the other bear
got scared & bolted – Teddy stood there as if saying,
“I’m the big boss here, you can run but I don’t because I’m
loved, I’m important to this lady.”
Teddy would show up, if there wasn’t enough food or the
best food, he’d climb up on the porch & make noise. I or my lady friend would come out to accommodate
him. We’d wait till he got off the porch,
go out there, - he’d move about 10’ away, we put the food down & come back
in.
He
got tamer & tamer, & sometimes he’d just cross his arms on the side of
the porch as he stood beneath it & wait, - I decided to try to see if I
could give him sandwiches by hand. They
were peanut butter with strawberry jelly.
So as he waited, I came out, before he got away from the porch, I
offered him a sandwich, & he took it ever so gently make sure he didn’t
grasp my hand. I gave him a couple more,
then I put the rest of them out there – he’d handle 10 to 30 sandwiches at a
time.
One
day I got a big surprise. He was awfully
hungry & made some noises. I came by
quickly & he was waiting. I started
rustling up the sandwiches & he was so happy he was rocking the
porch. I get them done, come out, &
he stands up straight, & to my utter surprise, he has a hardon. He wasn’t rocking the porch, he was humping. His penis was just like a dog’s – if you ever
saw how the pink part comes out of a dog’s penis – it was just like that.
So
now I told you an anecdote that few could match – bear hairs on one’s bed when
one wakes up & a bear is so happy to see you & your sandwiches he has a
hardon…My life is UNIQUE. {End Chapter
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Wow, this one came out very great, Rasa. Very interesting and the artwork and fuzzies go great with it. I will be sure to share it on FB.
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