~ lemarc Honing and fiercely fighting for your (but as it IS in all: to different extents, so_ (OUR) religious asses. (Neither atheist nor otha) lemarc___2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Hee (who? ahhh --NEvERMIND.
“He who hid well, lived well.”
― René Descartes
a qick messy scrib...: I would add a lil context for the ones that are a lil too literal but as irony would dictate the one's you'd want to likely "hide" from ARE in fact the 'literalz..
--and for ones looking to break free and jus getting a breath: ---hiding doesn't mean locking youself away ---it's what I struggle with ---but honing as much as and as fast as I can --though my fierceness in what is messing us all up doesn't lend itself to an actual hide...
but I digest--or choke on the vomit spewed about this O;bama. This man (president) is good! I'm certain...and I HAVE actually heard this: "you must love dem niXXers" Granted it was from an uncle that was Chicago Police for 30 yearsand delights in teliing me about dem fukkers" ---While he is hilarious,..it's the samne hilarious as the monkey that throws his shit at the wall or people...and I actually DO care for the guy..---and NOT NOt<--2 negs are a positiveto mention also my own father trying to side up to me? by saying, "tell him tell him tell him about a job I lost: ---For my 30 year shit friends ,..love anyway------4 years and reaslly closer to 4: the hysterical we're pissin that by 2010 their guns would be gone: ---As I type and as you read them<---ty Hitch..I love you for differnt reasons (the human nature aspect) and I cried more losing you than many of the losses I have been blessed to experience. Anyone: and you know who you are, that has known me would know---yet wouldn't. It was like losing my 1st love : --well she smelled better I suspect---I could tell every move you were going to make---and you did--and yet awed me with the brilliance---school is one thing: What though? ---Furiously I am on ALL can score---ok--Here: and I bring up that BUZZ word...IQ: ---we'll cal it say: 49 being slightly above being called retarded, and 186 as good ol Al E.. I REALLY think I have it in that we all can at the VERY LEAST vring it to around 170 - 186...and for the those that just can;t sadly get past say: 90 ---I don't include in this--as if I can, and then we can --well, the 90's will be ok: ---nowhadda mean? ---do ya...
love: John (lemarc)
tired outside in the buff hidin --a salud rene' ---shh,,,literal truth...
― René Descartes
a qick messy scrib...: I would add a lil context for the ones that are a lil too literal but as irony would dictate the one's you'd want to likely "hide" from ARE in fact the 'literalz..
--and for ones looking to break free and jus getting a breath: ---hiding doesn't mean locking youself away ---it's what I struggle with ---but honing as much as and as fast as I can --though my fierceness in what is messing us all up doesn't lend itself to an actual hide...
but I digest--or choke on the vomit spewed about this O;bama. This man (president) is good! I'm certain...and I HAVE actually heard this: "you must love dem niXXers" Granted it was from an uncle that was Chicago Police for 30 yearsand delights in teliing me about dem fukkers" ---While he is hilarious,..it's the samne hilarious as the monkey that throws his shit at the wall or people...and I actually DO care for the guy..---and NOT NOt<--2 negs are a positiveto mention also my own father trying to side up to me? by saying, "tell him tell him tell him about a job I lost: ---For my 30 year shit friends ,..love anyway------4 years and reaslly closer to 4: the hysterical we're pissin that by 2010 their guns would be gone: ---As I type and as you read them<---ty Hitch..I love you for differnt reasons (the human nature aspect) and I cried more losing you than many of the losses I have been blessed to experience. Anyone: and you know who you are, that has known me would know---yet wouldn't. It was like losing my 1st love : --well she smelled better I suspect---I could tell every move you were going to make---and you did--and yet awed me with the brilliance---school is one thing: What though? ---Furiously I am on ALL can score---ok--Here: and I bring up that BUZZ word...IQ: ---we'll cal it say: 49 being slightly above being called retarded, and 186 as good ol Al E.. I REALLY think I have it in that we all can at the VERY LEAST vring it to around 170 - 186...and for the those that just can;t sadly get past say: 90 ---I don't include in this--as if I can, and then we can --well, the 90's will be ok: ---nowhadda mean? ---do ya...
love: John (lemarc)
tired outside in the buff hidin --a salud rene' ---shh,,,literal truth...
"sweet Cristi" by: John (LeMarc) Landean (Freeman) -Sciaccia- Frannies kid, but moms son.
by LeMarc Landean on Thursday, August 18, 2011 at 10:07am ·
- On Wednesday, March 16, 2011, Christi Abar Mustafa Morthland passed away peacefully at her home in Billings. She was always known for her spirited personality and kindness, and caregiving ways for all who knew her.
Christi was born in Chicago on May 21, 1964, to Jeri and Natalio Abar, but raised by Jeri and Keith Daniels. Christi is survived by her husband Al and mother Jeri; sister Kelly Wolz, Tracy Weber, Lisa Logan (Chris) and brother Keith Daniels Jr.; nieces Angie, Ashley, Chelsea, Christina; nephews Joshua, Christopher, Natalio; great-nieces and nephews, Marly, Jessica, Josh, Mari, Mya, Jonathon, McKailey, Joshua Jr. She was preceded in death by her grandparents, Buron and Ruby Taylor; her Uncle Bill and Aunt Kat and Aunty Shell. She will be greatly missed for her love, beauty and strength of character. Thank you, Christi, for changing your life to take care of mine and making my
life complete. Love, always and forever, Mom. Visitation will be from 6 to 8 p.m. Sunday, March 20, at Michelotti-Sawyers Mortuary. Funeral service will be at 1 p.m. Monday, March 21, at Michelotti-Sawyers. Donations made be made to her husband Al.
"Sweet Kristy (Christi)"
John.L.Freeman
-to say one is and I, myself am sorry, sick even to lose Christi---I feel all that I can do is descibe what she meant to me and -as the reader will come to see-, I don't pull any (punches). Nor want to.
Her and I, sweet kristy (not just a sugary sweet nostalgic look back (although that would still be be fitting) to look back is to see ones own elf, and in my case, certainly, -at us (as a couple of kids), but how she 'impacted' or as she said "pushing it" 'entered' my life as I--yes, (impact- is my double entendre, as the other is hers (as is the verbal w/ 'it'- ---she would like this/that. I know this. (How) can (I) know that? Am I just speaking things of a girl that can't retort? Fair Q. I will effort an answer. -not difficult either- Kristy-as I knew her, even as late as 2003 as we re-connected on "classmates.com", and exchanged phone numbers fast enough and were doing the ''d'ja remember this' off the bat, well (I) had assumed that my little quip that was just waiting to be said, (like a lion that had been muzzled, free'd up after some event), (if) I had ever connected with her again...Well, SHE beat me to the punch-line---un-ashamed, nor afraid. nor shoud she have been "I since haven't washed my finger since" she said. Making me want to give her a hug right then/there---but was happy that I had to settle for the laugh
We played--I was 4 then 5 and 6 and 7 as she was 7, then 8, 9 and 10---playing Dr. playing ? whatever we called it, (although we didn't have to calll it anything---We knew---as if we had 'thee' secret---and we did. Laying down many places after we had ran away from the 'others' that (simply -we figured in all our unabashed certitude) would never understand) as we would say in our fresh voices- and just simply exploring.
There are/will be people that, well, would be ignorant if they took this as anything but a fond and lovely reflection on something I wouldn't trade for anything---It's STILL who I am -taking it to a level that makes it simple---Christi was just a girl---This IS true--but (our) very special time),...well it JUST needs to be said that is not a 'just'. Sweet sweet Christi---
We spoke at length in 2003---I was married, but this was different. It was her. (sweeet Christi).
She told me of living in Montana---and said kind of sheepishly that she didn't look and/or grow as I would likely remember her, to her mind. (as if she felt the need to apologize before the ?)
"Almost 300 lbs or close enough and only grew to 4' 11" she felt she needed to not only say, but inject forcefully..."Sure sweetie"---I thought to myself. Extending it to "what a great GF to her man" as she was getting married I knew from what she had among other things talked about--As if we likely shouldn't get together as we might pick up where we left off seemed where she was going, so she's saying this to make me think of her different and to cut me off at the pass as we talked also of getting together.
Well, she indeed was all these things---she HAD changed. Outside---but yet AND still my sweet Christi---and yes, dear, to answer your question---I would still make time to "play" as you were trying to defuse or not get hurt---no hurting here. Just respect, - and to the extent (big as I have for her) (respect) and a heart "Hell fucking yeah" I'd drag out that (toychest---or something) and do it all again---Sweet Christi---I can still (much to my delight) smell my sweet sweet Christi.
For those that cringe, or bridal or think anything other than this is mine---and hers) reflections. I feel bad for YOU, however, you get it,---and I'll never (for)get it.
Goodbye honey...johnny...8-18-2011 ---
Thank you Kelly, (beautiful sister- as is Tracy, (I know), (and you seem happy with her, very) for being thoughtful and letting me know.
me going to work the KY Derby...May /2009
-to say one is and I, myself am sorry, sick even to lose Kristy---I feel all that I can do is descibe what she meant to me and -as the reader will come to see-, I don't pull any (punches). Nor want to. Her and I, sweet kristy (not just a sugary sweet nostalgic look back (although that would still be be fitting) to look back is to see ones own elf, and in my case, certainly, -at us (as a couple of kids), but how she 'impacted' or as she said "pushing it" 'entered' my life as I--yes, (impact- is my double entendre, as the other is hers (as is the verbal w/ 'it'- ---she would like this/that. I know this. (How) can (I) know that? Am I just speaking things of a girl that can't retort? Fair Q. I will effort an answer. -not difficult either- Kristy-as I knew her, even as late as 2003 as we re-connected on "classmates.com", and exchanged phone numbers fast enough and were doing the ''d'ja remember this' off the bat, well (I) had assumed that my little quip that was just waiting to be said, (like a lion that had been muzzled, free'd up after some event), (if) I had ever connected with her again...Well, SHE beat me to the punch-line---un-ashamed, nor afraid. nor shoud she have been "I since haven't washed my finger since" she said. Making me want to give her a hug right then/there--- We played--I was 4 then 5 and 6 and 7 as she was 7, then 8, 9 and 10---playing Dr. playing ? whatever we called it, (although we didn't have to calll it anything---We knew---as if we had 'thee' secret---and we did. Laying down many places after we had ran away from the 'others' that (simply -we figured in all our unabashed certitude) would never understand) as we would say in our fresh voices- and just simply exploring. There are/will be people that, well, would be ignorant if they took this as anything but a fond and lovely reflection on something I wouldn't trade for anything---It's STILL who I am -taking it to a level that makes it simple---Kristy was just a girl---This IS true--but (our) very special time),...well it JUST needs to be said that is not a 'just'. Sweet sweet Kristi--- We spoke at length in 2003---I was married, but this was different. It was her. (sweeet kristy)She told me of living in Montana---and said kind of sheepishly that she didn't look and/or grow as I would likely remember her, to her mind. (as if she felt the need to apologize before the ?) "almost 300 lbs or close enough and only grew to 4' 11" she felt she needed to not only say, but inject forcefully..."Sure sweetie"---I thought to myself. Extending it to "what a great GF to her man" as she was getting married I knew from what she had among other things talked about--As if we likely shouldn't get together as we might pick up where we left off seemed where she was going, so she's saying this to make me think of her different and to cut me off at the pass as we talked also of getting together. Well, she indeed was all these things---she HAD changed. Outside---but yet ANDstill my sweet Kristy---and yes, dear, to answer your question---I would still make time to "play" as you were trying to defuse or not get hurt---no hurting here. Just respect, - and to the extent (big as I have for her) (respect) and a heart "Hell fucking yeah" I'd drag out that (toychest---or something) and do it all again---Sweet Kristy---I can still (much to my delight) smell my sweet sweet Kristy. For those that cringe, or bridal or think anything other than this is mine---and hers) reflections. I feel bad for YOU, however, you get it,---and I'll never (for)get it. Goodbye honey...johnny...8-18-2011 ---Thank you Kelly. (beautiful sister- as is Tracy, (I know), (and you seem happy with her, very) for being thoughtful and letting me know.
life complete. Love, always and forever, Mom. Visitation will be from 6 to 8 p.m. Sunday, March 20, at Michelotti-Sawyers Mortuary. Funeral service will be at 1 p.m. Monday, March 21, at Michelotti-Sawyers. Donations made be made to her husband Al.
"Sweet Kristy (Christi)"
John.L.Freeman
-to say one is and I, myself am sorry, sick even to lose Christi---I feel all that I can do is descibe what she meant to me and -as the reader will come to see-, I don't pull any (punches). Nor want to.
Her and I, sweet kristy (not just a sugary sweet nostalgic look back (although that would still be be fitting) to look back is to see ones own elf, and in my case, certainly, -at us (as a couple of kids), but how she 'impacted' or as she said "pushing it" 'entered' my life as I--yes, (impact- is my double entendre, as the other is hers (as is the verbal w/ 'it'- ---she would like this/that. I know this. (How) can (I) know that? Am I just speaking things of a girl that can't retort? Fair Q. I will effort an answer. -not difficult either- Kristy-as I knew her, even as late as 2003 as we re-connected on "classmates.com", and exchanged phone numbers fast enough and were doing the ''d'ja remember this' off the bat, well (I) had assumed that my little quip that was just waiting to be said, (like a lion that had been muzzled, free'd up after some event), (if) I had ever connected with her again...Well, SHE beat me to the punch-line---un-ashamed, nor afraid. nor shoud she have been "I since haven't washed my finger since" she said. Making me want to give her a hug right then/there---but was happy that I had to settle for the laugh
We played--I was 4 then 5 and 6 and 7 as she was 7, then 8, 9 and 10---playing Dr. playing ? whatever we called it, (although we didn't have to calll it anything---We knew---as if we had 'thee' secret---and we did. Laying down many places after we had ran away from the 'others' that (simply -we figured in all our unabashed certitude) would never understand) as we would say in our fresh voices- and just simply exploring.
There are/will be people that, well, would be ignorant if they took this as anything but a fond and lovely reflection on something I wouldn't trade for anything---It's STILL who I am -taking it to a level that makes it simple---Christi was just a girl---This IS true--but (our) very special time),...well it JUST needs to be said that is not a 'just'. Sweet sweet Christi---
We spoke at length in 2003---I was married, but this was different. It was her. (sweeet Christi).
She told me of living in Montana---and said kind of sheepishly that she didn't look and/or grow as I would likely remember her, to her mind. (as if she felt the need to apologize before the ?)
"Almost 300 lbs or close enough and only grew to 4' 11" she felt she needed to not only say, but inject forcefully..."Sure sweetie"---I thought to myself. Extending it to "what a great GF to her man" as she was getting married I knew from what she had among other things talked about--As if we likely shouldn't get together as we might pick up where we left off seemed where she was going, so she's saying this to make me think of her different and to cut me off at the pass as we talked also of getting together.
Well, she indeed was all these things---she HAD changed. Outside---but yet AND still my sweet Christi---and yes, dear, to answer your question---I would still make time to "play" as you were trying to defuse or not get hurt---no hurting here. Just respect, - and to the extent (big as I have for her) (respect) and a heart "Hell fucking yeah" I'd drag out that (toychest---or something) and do it all again---Sweet Christi---I can still (much to my delight) smell my sweet sweet Christi.
For those that cringe, or bridal or think anything other than this is mine---and hers) reflections. I feel bad for YOU, however, you get it,---and I'll never (for)get it.
Goodbye honey...johnny...8-18-2011 ---
Thank you Kelly, (beautiful sister- as is Tracy, (I know), (and you seem happy with her, very) for being thoughtful and letting me know.
me going to work the KY Derby...May /2009-to say one is and I, myself am sorry, sick even to lose Kristy---I feel all that I can do is descibe what she meant to me and -as the reader will come to see-, I don't pull any (punches). Nor want to. Her and I, sweet kristy (not just a sugary sweet nostalgic look back (although that would still be be fitting) to look back is to see ones own elf, and in my case, certainly, -at us (as a couple of kids), but how she 'impacted' or as she said "pushing it" 'entered' my life as I--yes, (impact- is my double entendre, as the other is hers (as is the verbal w/ 'it'- ---she would like this/that. I know this. (How) can (I) know that? Am I just speaking things of a girl that can't retort? Fair Q. I will effort an answer. -not difficult either- Kristy-as I knew her, even as late as 2003 as we re-connected on "classmates.com", and exchanged phone numbers fast enough and were doing the ''d'ja remember this' off the bat, well (I) had assumed that my little quip that was just waiting to be said, (like a lion that had been muzzled, free'd up after some event), (if) I had ever connected with her again...Well, SHE beat me to the punch-line---un-ashamed, nor afraid. nor shoud she have been "I since haven't washed my finger since" she said. Making me want to give her a hug right then/there--- We played--I was 4 then 5 and 6 and 7 as she was 7, then 8, 9 and 10---playing Dr. playing ? whatever we called it, (although we didn't have to calll it anything---We knew---as if we had 'thee' secret---and we did. Laying down many places after we had ran away from the 'others' that (simply -we figured in all our unabashed certitude) would never understand) as we would say in our fresh voices- and just simply exploring. There are/will be people that, well, would be ignorant if they took this as anything but a fond and lovely reflection on something I wouldn't trade for anything---It's STILL who I am -taking it to a level that makes it simple---Kristy was just a girl---This IS true--but (our) very special time),...well it JUST needs to be said that is not a 'just'. Sweet sweet Kristi--- We spoke at length in 2003---I was married, but this was different. It was her. (sweeet kristy)She told me of living in Montana---and said kind of sheepishly that she didn't look and/or grow as I would likely remember her, to her mind. (as if she felt the need to apologize before the ?) "almost 300 lbs or close enough and only grew to 4' 11" she felt she needed to not only say, but inject forcefully..."Sure sweetie"---I thought to myself. Extending it to "what a great GF to her man" as she was getting married I knew from what she had among other things talked about--As if we likely shouldn't get together as we might pick up where we left off seemed where she was going, so she's saying this to make me think of her different and to cut me off at the pass as we talked also of getting together. Well, she indeed was all these things---she HAD changed. Outside---but yet ANDstill my sweet Kristy---and yes, dear, to answer your question---I would still make time to "play" as you were trying to defuse or not get hurt---no hurting here. Just respect, - and to the extent (big as I have for her) (respect) and a heart "Hell fucking yeah" I'd drag out that (toychest---or something) and do it all again---Sweet Kristy---I can still (much to my delight) smell my sweet sweet Kristy. For those that cringe, or bridal or think anything other than this is mine---and hers) reflections. I feel bad for YOU, however, you get it,---and I'll never (for)get it. Goodbye honey...johnny...8-18-2011 ---Thank you Kelly. (beautiful sister- as is Tracy, (I know), (and you seem happy with her, very) for being thoughtful and letting me know.
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