In a couple of days I go to Austin for the Hall of Fame thing...the Austin Music Awards. I already miss my husband---no, really we are not married--I already miss my two cats--Fluffy and Fluffier. home is where my heart is....not any new thought there. i am happy to be going to Austin though. many good friends there. the award thing will fun too...of course i'll drink too much i guess. funny, while i write i am hearing on tv the news on war of gangs in the mission--where i live--the one gang is moving in on the other gang's area- are these people from here? i mean from America? or have they come here to kill ech other...people from other Latin countries, kill us if we get in the way...killl...kill...spray paint and then kill. i pray it all ends....but i watch Gangland on tv and hear these people talk and i loose hope. i worry about Thom coming home in the dark hours of the morning and running into these gangs...i want to Be Buddha and not mean thinking....but the mean thinking comes too easy---shenpa--the Buddhist word for a sort of habit we fall back on...the ugly reaction to a situation and how i wish i did not 'go there' but i do. i wish i wanted to spread peace to the ones who come here, or are born here and do nothing but shoot and kill...themselves and us--children and innocent folks....kill us.....i really wish i could hear all of them had gone away--some where else...gone back to...some where..or just stopped hurting every body. or else lined up from here to hell and back and all pushed in a ditch and covered up....never to hurt again. it's a reaction to hearing they are killing people with in three blocks of my home.....
so--Austin---gangs there too. the weather is ready for Monday--showers?? award me in the gang soaked runways in the hell of trying to be good.
i am a communist---not a fucking liberal at all. i believe in justie for real crimes and not silly harmless pot holding--but real harsh on the spot justice for real on the spot crimes.....i always ask 'what would Mao have done?' what would Jesus do" austin seems so silly now that i am all whipped up with this other stuff.
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Hey, Gary, I love you very much. So weird about those gangs in the mission and no more good burritos. I remember how it was back in the day, beautiful and lots of color and music..i guess people have forgotten. Take care of yourself and kitties and Thom..Cinny
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