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- If all else fails, blow Sean Connery. ...Er... I mean... on the DVD. 2 hours ago
- I'm not saying that I'm super tired, I'm saying that it's aliens. 19 hours ago
- Continuing the James Bond marathon with my Alzheimer's patients. Oops... They're too worked up to sleep now. 1 day ago
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National Poetry Month: Cure For My Discontent
The Cure For My Discontent By Amy Moloney An endless loop of Bowie on vinyl filling me with divine The scent of woodsmoke carrying the sweetgrass to the sky Long conversation on a road trip to nowhere, just roam An … Continue reading
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Tagged creativity, david bowie, dreams, inspiration, love, music, national poetry month, poetry, writing
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Kim Boekbinder, Impossible goes BOOM BOOM BOOM
My Impossible Week: Some people leave an indelible mark upon your soul. And you are a better person for having had the chance to get to know them, no matter how long the interaction. Such is the case of my … Continue reading
Posted in All the World is a Stage, Artistically Inclined, Music Is The Best, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Amy's life, art, Austin TX, creativity, El Rey Pulpo, film, Galactic Glitter Minion, Gaybigaygay, inspiration, Kim Boekbinder, life, love, magic, manifesting my dreams through art, Molly Crabapple, muses, music, Najva Sol, neil gaiman, Neil Gaiman's Pocket Chocolate, People of Letters, Reanimating the warrior goddess, say yes and magic happens, Self Discovery, stress of moving 1100 miles from everything I've ever known, sxsw, sxsw 2013
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Feed Your Sunshine
I haven’t posted much in my public dream journal in a while. I have still been having dreams. But I’ve only had enough time to jot down notes so I can explore them later. Here is one of my recent … Continue reading
Posted in My Public Dream Journal
Tagged enlightenment, dreams, inspiration, love, children's dreams, children, life is filled with magic if you live through the imagination of a child, dreamwork, Skippy, step-Mama Bear, my public dream journal, future step-kids visit in my dreams, sunshine, feed your sunshine, momstairs
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Stardreaming
Stardreaming By Amy Moloney How do you keep your feet on the ground When your head is in the stars When everything you touch Is eventually collected into jars The world holds less wonder Than the emptiness above And somewhere … Continue reading
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Tagged dreams, dreamwork, life, love, poetry, writing
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Nurse Bitterpill: Bittersweet Forget-Me-Not’s
This post has taken me a week to write because it is such an emotional transition in my life. I am sorry if it seems disconnected and rambling, as I am typing this with a quivering lip and watery eyes. … Continue reading
My Valentine’s Gift To You Is My Own Personal Embarrassment
Since today is Valentine’s Day and everyone is all excited in one way or another over it, I thought I’d share an old (I mean old) online personals ad description of me. I think it still applies. Although, I am … Continue reading
That one time when David Bowie cockblocked me
My dreams have been elusive lately as stress begins to build heading toward the big life changing move. The fact that I am certain that there is at least one significant piece of my soul waiting for me to find … Continue reading
Posted in Artistically Inclined, El Rey Pulpo, Sharpie On Cardstock
Tagged art, Austin TX, celebrity cameos in dreamtime adventures, cockblocking rockstars with fistfuls of meat, creativity, david bowie, doing voice over work in my dreams makes me want to do voice over work in real life, dragon man, dream story, dreams, dreamwork, El Rey Network, El Rey Pulpo, El Rey Pulpo on Cardstock, film, love, magic, manifesting my dreams through art, me, music, sharpie on cardstock, Skippy, witchy woman has a dream
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Guardian Ninja
In case you haven’t gathered yet, I have a vividly exciting astral life. The other day I met a new spirit guide type guy. He is my official Guardian Ninja. His name is Hal. Yes, Hal the invisible Guardian Ninja. … Continue reading
Posted in My Public Dream Journal
Tagged Amy's life, Austin TX, blow jobs, crazy dreams, dragon man, dreams, dreamwork, gay ninjas, guardian ninja, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, inspiration, lipstick, love, magic, make-up, moving, my public dream journal, pink, Reanimating the warrior goddess, Self Discovery, Skippy, stress of moving 1100 miles from everything I've ever known, stupid life
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The Snake and the Warrior Woman
The snake told me that I am a warrior woman First off, I would like to thank you all for the positive feedback on this blog becoming among other things my public dream journal. I have so many vivid dreamtime … Continue reading
Danny Trejo: The Banana Sting
A dream in which Danny Trejo and I solve crimes together. We’re sort of the odd couple of criminal investigation. Also, I had one of my minions at work go get me a banana milkshake after this dream. You’ll know … Continue reading
Posted in El Rey Pulpo, My Public Dream Journal
Tagged celebrity cameos in dreamtime adventures, crazy dreams, Danny Trejo, dreams, dreamwork, El Rey Pulpo, love, Machete, manifesting my dreams through art, Robert Rodriguez, solving crime dressed as a orange peanut, the dragon man, witchy woman has a dream, writing
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Who’s That GPS?
I took a few days off from blogging to spend time with my family. I hugged my mother, my sisters, my nieces, and my nephews extra tight. Then I spent time with myself, appreciating how much I’ve grown in 2012. … Continue reading
Posted in Absurdity Is The Only Reality, Artistically Inclined, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged 1100 miles to Austin TX, Alzheimer's, Amy's life, art, creativity, do me now Coop, doctor who, dreams, El Rey Pulpo, family, I also may be totally in love with Hawk, life, love, Marlene, me, Mom, nurse bitterpill, oh the shit that comes out of Marlene's mouth, raising a parent is hard work, Self Discovery, sisters, stupid life, Twin Peaks, weapons of mass salvation, writing, You would understand how I turned out this way if you met my mother
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