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The Red Dot(s): February 2010
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I had another dream last night. This one was about my uncle, and I couldn't escape the asylum. He's not as crazy as I thought, but crazier. I understand why he's there, and if the things keep going the way the are in my life this dream is my future. I won't escape. I pushed myself away from the door and still only saw white. As my vision returned, I was no longer standing at the top of the marble stairs. I was inside the massive brick and concrete building with uniformed escorts gripping my biceps. Anoth...
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The Red Dot(s): March 2010
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Three Forms of Crystal to Get to The Great HIGHway. At least I was able to blame it on the speed. It started at what was supposed to be band rehearsal. We went to our studio off of Taylor and Ellis and were greeted by another band, Crystal Antics, in the hallway. They were taking a smoke break talking about the stupid-ass Supreme Court decision to give corporations people status regarding political contributions. (Quick not: Really? Corporations are not people! Martin, what the hell was that. Kristal yel...
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Truthfully Ficticious: He-Man versus the Devo Poison Oak People
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011. He-Man versus the Devo Poison Oak People. Posted by Queerly Complex. I woke up this morning with a headache today stemming from a spot in between my left shoulder blade and my spine. It made breathing and remembering difficult almost painful but only slightly. It was like the dull ache and burning itch of poison oak, which reminds me of my dream; the one I hoped the headache would drown out. Obviously, the pain isn't great enough to make me forget. Another clear thought was:...
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Chuck and Charles: Chuck and Charles in They Meet, Number One
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Monday, November 23, 2009. Chuck and Charles in They Meet, Number One. Posted by Jason Wyman. Chuck and Charles is a monthly comic strip created by Jason Wyman appearing in Queerly Complex. Labels: chuck and charles. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Is a monthly comic strip created by Jason Wyman following the exploits of two queers as they discover anonymous sex, missed connections, and synchronicity. Is life, tall tales, and other disastrous distractions all from a queer perspective.
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The Red Dot(s): Three Forms of Crystal to Get to The Great HIGHway
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Three Forms of Crystal to Get to The Great HIGHway. At least I was able to blame it on the speed. It started at what was supposed to be band rehearsal. We went to our studio off of Taylor and Ellis and were greeted by another band, Crystal Antics, in the hallway. They were taking a smoke break talking about the stupid-ass Supreme Court decision to give corporations people status regarding political contributions. (Quick not: Really? Corporations are not people! Martin, what the hell was that. Kristal yel...
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The Red Dot(s): December 2009
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December 27, 2009. Alright friends. I know. I know. I have been horrible at updating you all about Red Dots. My apologies. I have been swamped with work during the holidays, and our band is practicing almost three times a week. There is one story about what I did at Trannyshack Star Search that you don't want to miss. Sandra O Noshi-Di'nt was definitely not happy. Just stay tuned. I promise I will get to it. Really, I do. November 27, 2009. It was the same red dot I found in my journal two days before.
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Truthfully Ficticious: The President Who Wished To Be King
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Saturday, April 23, 2011. The President Who Wished To Be King. Posted by Queerly Complex. Well, that magical creature who was now trapped in the president’s left hand, screamed louder than could possibly come out of a body that small. It did not like being trapped, and so it started pleading. If you let me go, I promise to grant you one wish, but if you kill me I will curse this country and great tragedy shall befall you! 8220;That is simple,” said the President. “I wish to be king! Well, something was w...
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Truthfully Ficticious: October 2010
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Friday, October 29, 2010. The Flights of Grasps. Posted by Queerly Complex. This is PART ONE in my series:. Dis-PLACE-ME-nt: a poetic vision of place and self. He leaves. She stays. They shall never meet again. They shall never meet again. They shall never meet again. He cannot sustain his flight or fancies. The weight of too many responsibilities grounds dreams of far, far away. He was almost there beyond the blackness of absolute space, and he momentarily saw the shining nothing of nowhere....He tries ...
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Truthfully Ficticious: A Plastic Coffee Cup
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011. A Plastic Coffee Cup. Posted by Queerly Complex. She has a coffee in her hand. It is melting the plastic cup it is in and blistering her hand. Soon, it will be all over the counter. She notices none of it. She's lost. I can tell. I'm sitting above her staring at her blank eyes and tapping feet. May be in order. But I'm no good at action. It is why I write and love literature. A Plastic Coffee Cup. Blog comments powered by Disqus. Is life, tall tales, and other disastrous dis...
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