Birth & Death Years, Life-The Middle, We all need more middle and less death.

by Joe B.

Near half century, two generations and a half lifetimes.

My pre birthday celebrations began in POOR Magazine’s Office where I work as Office Manager/Columnist, coffee and toast maker, trash man, photographer, rare reporter /interviewer, call/answer phones, whew; and transcriber of POOR’s new interns or people unseen with new, poems, or eyewitness true stories of lives lived between the margins.

Though it seems a lot at first its not all that difficult if one learns how to multi task taking frequent rest one can.

New and current interns on Thursday night bring sweets but not as pure honey and cream as their own strong and gentle personalities. (something’s in my eye and tears are removing it.)

I’ve noticed mostly women come to POOR there a few men to be sure but its mainly women who really are fearless and at the forefront defending, helping, nurturing we that are working poor, houseless, and mentally ill.

Is it their mental/physical/ psychological and social upbringing of our or other societies cause them to learn quicker, better internal survival mechanisms most men don’t have or do not to cultivate.

Maybe we men have less access to being open, risking ridicule, censure as women have and this has given them tremendous strength of will them in mores ways as men are only now widen their society and self imposed narrow limits of manhood.

All these women have taught the Warrior Goddess aspect of themselves.

At times I’ve fought back and even recently come to grips life choices even going far making a dear friend believe me no worthy what mindless babbling rants over trivial matters.

Hurting friends only rebounds double on the perpetrator.

I act like a dim bulb at times and again must apologize again to a most kind, caring, brave, daring, darling woman who had befriend me I’ve been a complete jerk many times and like the poem recently written in her honor "I always saw you."

If I am never forgive for being a fool well that is what the fool deserves.

That goes for everyone else. My road may have been rough but smooth compared to other lives.

When I was really young in Apple City, Harlem it was nothing for me to invent, create, and tell stories to children slightly younger than myself and I was 5 or 6 at the time.

That was my true nature laughing, nurturing, spontaneous, loving, hugging, and kissing without fear or dread of being called anything but spirited, energetic, or gregarious.

Between Lisa, Dee, Mari, Ashley, Alex, Lori, Christina, Isabel (you’ll always be my first muse).

the other is pretty and physically alluring but she’s a colorful though pale imitation compared to you.

Many more women not mentioned also helped me but cannot remember or write them all down.

So the other date web sites on line I’ve checked and to these women I also thank here are some by nicknames.

To ladybug, ginger-71, and all the rest who have answered online to me without a photo.

For a fair woman in Ghana, West Africa, special thanks to writing to me.

And as for everyone else reading I hope you’ve found humor, irony, sarcasm, intelligence, sensuality, sexuality, sexism, ageism, anger, joy, or any of the other emotions.

I was being me and like everyone we’re all multi faceted personalities.

I hope one day to write books, travel, marry, love a wife, children, grandchildren and either way to attempt a final victory.

To be placed immediately after death in a Cryo-coffin (essentially frozen after blood is removed from body, placed in then high tech icebox to be eventually revived, youth regained until fully alive and able to take up life anew.)

A far dream to be sure but I’m betting God or Goddess gave human’s free will, the capacity to free ourselves at least temporarily from the bonds of illness and death.

Anyone have tips on where or how to join Cryonics and Immoralist organizations? Bye…

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