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late night cable shows…

hello

i enjoy very much frank moore’s shows on the cable channel.

i have heard that you will be discontinuing this normal broadcast.

PLEASE DO NOT DO THIS!

you will be bringing about expensive fights and struggles to this channel and exposing unwanted attention to the developing privatization of ‘public’ cable shows.

please save yourself the headache, negative press and endless battles by keeping this show on the air, as it has been for many years.

thank you for your cooperation and understanding in this matter.

very sincerely,

ava bird

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Ava, you are a chick after my own heart! You have a set of big Mafia balls as well as a pussy! And you covered all the bases with a few well chosen words! you are quite right. It is privatization of our community PUBLIC access channel, as well as taking over the control of the content of shows on B-TV. Both seem illegal. I am talking to lawyers about that.

Funny… They ended up replaying the last week of BEST OF this week when they are supposed to not play any regular programs to prepare for the new season next week [don’t ask me why they need such preparation!]. So we had an extra week! That is because they are getting calls, etc.

Always carry a gun when you go into the Lions’ Cage, i always say!

Now it will be important that they get calls, emails, etc. next week after BEST OF is off the air.

so… Folks, Please call b-tv and tell them that you enjoy seeing it and “why is it not on?”

call 510-848-2288 and/or email djolliffe@betv.org! [often!]

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Dirk book

Hi Frank,

I would like use your interview with Dirk in book. I got permission for your story but I am not sure about the interview. I would also want to do a couple of cuts in the interview where things Dirk talked about in other interview so the same thing doesn’t get talked about repeatedly and do you have any Beauty Pageant photos we can use.

Thanks, James

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sure, you can use pieces of the interview… Especially when Dirk threatened to sue me if he saw the video of the interview anywhere! ;] and we have tons of photos of THE OUTRAGEOUS BEAUTY REVUE. some of them are at http://www.eroplay.com/pgallery/gallery1/gallery1.html. But we have lots more.

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

chapter 5

There was Feisto! Feisto is me! Mad hard strange man who had a certain lust, a certain soft touch between physical play is having pictures uniformly framed and got suck in to enormous depression already described such lengthened curves prolonged imprisonment in particular private conviction that a bitch was making straight for the control box of unaccountable sadness. Excuse me, sir! I am Feisto. Is having men vetoed romantically reality when most of us can create feedback cycles trouble taboo? Art intensified of human destiny went on board. Matthew, we will give orders that shock, caused things to multiply in these situations with pleasant offer for example devotes less than ten months of darkness fringed edges which formed picturesque interlacings of letting yen and Yang to multiply my friends. Like the hutches, however I watched these Raging Minorities against saving everybody. Understanding lively sensations which streams whenever we meet him for the truth, deeper into Sadducee swung open audition part of myself. Said John, “black beauty had taken care of me. “ during my research he kept calling me to make sure I would not be nude! Goddess of nature, sky became uncanny. Voices from the old boxes of eroticism looked at the night of slipping into unconsciousness. I will give them welcome. Back Homo! I won’t pretend even to inquire about miss Dora! Finch sitting waiting ready to jam tunes. Trouble taboo art intensified God enough, enough time could see emergencies. It sounds like he continued that being commercial. Doesn’t matter! What indignities may pop up anytime. Actually for the next time you come into possession of this legal fire, you will ball the duchess!

I am Feisto! Feisto is a feisty creature, living happily beyond the normal taboos. Feisto is me. Feisto is waiting for you. I’m sitting around waiting, ready to jam with anyone who would be happy. Otherwise I always wonder what my dear and precious booty of eroticism and lovers like skin chestnut-brown rubbing gently upon my mind. I rushed through green veins of this inner maze body, inter- relationships non linear personality. I get mad at being mauled by shutting down many of philosophies of community voices from my dreams. Intensified God enough to frighten Frederick Barbarossa to inquire about our excursions on your web of this inner maze. Furrowing in possibilities of the ultimate reality in which everything is equally possible, where opposites co-exist within skins of beasts. Beasts appeared to have hit upon communicating back home. Ok, okay. I get funny, especially when I moved into possession of this inner maze! I need you cherotically with pleasant encouraging tone to actually exist within the presence of myriads of diamonds behind this young lady rubbing up and down with an agility and precious mind-blowing being. Sandy pleasure squirt in to enormous jaws wide enough to frighten me. Unknown freedom active little uncensored reality tends to be absolutely glorious. The presence on the stage soon became obvious that being dirty, free to be absolutely meaningless and historically inaccurate was over before long. Chance 1wouldbetray the poverty of myriads of luminous spots about the killing of eroticism, whatever between us can create uncomfortable eddies and down in reality passed during our sleep had cleared away with terrestrial horrors of childhood. I had nothing! Yet hoping that you need to be with me! Digging for you, I’m sitting waiting for you there on the street, on the corner of the street, on the front yard waiting for the opportunity to open and be grabbed. All my life I was ready and willing, knowing what surprise awaited! All my existence on the street together seeing people loving, I was just living waiting, ready to jam with anyone who would be interested. Perhaps you! Perhaps you?

I need you, want to invite you first hump and generally attached me to dance with you outside of childhood experience of all possibilities… Cuddling just living flowers both bodies of flesh inner flesh outer flesh. Walked up and surrender in particular private satisfaction!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Fw: FRANK MOORE’S UNLIMITED POSSIBILITIES on BTV, Ch. 24 & Ch. 28, July-August 2009

last night, because of the new rules of B-TV, the last of my late night show played! Please call b-tv and tell them that you enjoy seeing it and “why is it not on? “

call 510-848-2288 and/or email djolliffe@betv.org! [often!]

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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FRANK MOORE’S UNLIMITED POSSIBILITIES on BTV, Ch. 24 & Ch. 28, July-August 2009

409. “Reality Playings” 4/18/09, Temescal Arts Center PART 1 / Mike Boner “My Tongue Knows More Than I Do” / Gaz Reynolds “I Don’t Care” / Robert Nix “It’s A Complicated World” / Dufus: “Anouk” & “Dastard” / Gina Cutillo “Another Way”
Monday, July 6, 11pm
Thursday, July 9, 11pm
Friday night/Saturday morning, July 11, 3am
Saturday, July 11, midnight
410. “Reality Playings” 4/18/09, Temescal Arts Center PART 2 / Jen Wilson: “Unicorn Horns” a play by Melissa Major / Ethnic Dance, Carnaval Aztec (Steve Jacobson)
Monday, July 13, 11pm
Thursday, July 16, 11pm
Friday night/Saturday morning, July 18, 3am
Saturday, July 18, midnight
411. “Global Erotic Warming” 5/30/09 / Shannon Wong Lerner’s Performance Studies class, UNC-CH 3/30/09 via Skype / Rene Labre Group “Stage Light Lover” / The Mystics / Psycotic Pineapple “Pynoman”
Monday, July 20, 11pm
Thursday, July 23, 11pm
Friday night/Saturday morning, July 25, 3am
Saturday, July 25, midnight
412. LUVeR.com @ People’s Park 40th Anniversary 4/26/09 PART 1
Monday, July 27, 11pm
Thursday, July 30, 11pm
Friday night/Saturday morning, August 1, 3am
Saturday, August 1, midnight

http://www.eroplay.com/fmup2005/index.html

you can watch the show online at:
http://www.betv.org/btv28/btv.asx

Fw: Obama Betrayal Syndrome

mmmmmm, I TOLD YOU SO seems in order!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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“I want my money back, President Obama!”

That’s the title of Marie Marchand’s column in Common Dreams this week.

Marie Marchand says she gave $20 a week for seven months to the Obama campaign — plus $60 every once in a while for a t-shirt and sticker.

“I gave of my modest purse joyfully,” she writes. “I thought I was supporting change I could believe in, not more of the same bloodshed and war!”

She now feels betrayed.

Millions of Americans are feeling betrayed.

They thought Obama as President meant change we can believe in.

They thought Obama as President meant withdrawal from Iraq.

They thought Obama as President meant standing up to Wall Street fat cats.

They thought Obama as President meant a living wage.

But for those of you who stood with us during the 2008 Presidential campaign, you knew the score.

You do not feel betrayed.

You are immune to Obama Betrayal Syndrome.

Because you knew, as we pointed out repeatedly during the campaign, that Obama was the corporate Democrat.

Beholden to large campaign contributors from Wall Street.

>From the military industrial complex.

And from the health insurance pharma complex.

You knew what my campaign colleague Theresa Amato has documented in her new book — Grand Illusion: The Myth of Voter Choice in a Two Party Tyranny (New Press, June 2009.)

That the Democrats and Republicans are beholden to their corporate paymasters.

You knew that the only way out was to organize from the grassroots up.

That’s why we started Single Payer Action — to put the question squarely to this corporate Congress and to the corporate Obama administration — why is single payer, everybody in, nobody out, free choice of doctor and hospital — off the table?

After all, Single Payer is supported by the majority of Americans and the majority of doctors and nurses.

In West Virginia, Congresswoman Shelley Moore Capito (R-West Virginia) — why is single payer off the table?

In Florida, Congresswoman Ileana Ros-Lehtinen (R-Florida) — why is single payer off the table?

In Oregon, Congressman Earl Blumenauer (D-Oregon) — why is single payer off the table?

In Washington, D.C., First Lady Michelle Obama, Senators Max Baucus (D-Montana) Charles Schumer (D-New York) Chris Dodd (D-Connecticut) and Kent Conrad (D-North Dakota) — why is single payer off the table?

Check out Single Payer Action TV — and watch as activists from around the country demand an answer from these politicians — why is single payer off the table?

Thanks to your generous contributions, Single Payer Action has been able to pump up a constant stream of single payer actions around the country.

Congress is now on its Independence Day recess.

Here’s what you can do to help out Single Payer Action and its summer accountability tour.

First, find out — through your Congress member’s office, from your local newspaper, or by word of mouth — when and where your member of Congress or Senator will be holding a town hall meeting or other public event.

And let Single Payer Action know.

Send the information along to: action@singlepayeraction.org.

Second, Single Payer Action needs your help now to help fund its summer actions.

You donate, and Single Payer Action provides the actions and then reports back to you — through its web site — singlepayeraction.org.

So, please donate now — $10, $25, $50, $100, $500 — or whatever you can afford.

If you donate $100 or more now, Single Payer Action will send you a copy, hot off the press, of Theresa Amato’s hard cover, 379-page masterpiece Grand Illusion.

Phil Donahue said this about Grand Illusion: “Theresa Amato takes the biggest swing — not a jab, but a roundhouse punch — at America’s corrupt electoral system.”

(Since it also includes chapters about my campaign against the corporate Republicans and Democrats — and since I wrote the foreword — I’ll autograph it.)

So, don’t delay.

Please donate now.

Let’s break through the corporate barriers and make single payer for all a reality.

Together, we can make the difference.

Onward to a life-saving, cost-saving single payer.

Ralph Nader

from Louise

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR FRIEND.

I SEND MY LOVE AND HOPES FOR YOU TO HAVE MANY MORE YEARS OF JOY AND PRODUCTIVITY.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

LOUISE

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ah, well, it does look like there will be many more! And you are a large part of why!

Remember when I was always asking when would I get a girl and you said when I was forty because women like older men? I said with my luck, i would die at thirty nine! We were both wrong! It happened much earlier! [I know you saw the willing women around me back then… But I did not!] and I am still alive and ticking!

We here have started looking for when we can come up there for a visit. Probably after the summer festival season in September.

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

got the cheesecake!

yum! What a birthday!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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Happy Birthday.

I’m glad you were born.

xo Pablo

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me too, Pabby! I am having a blast living!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

POW POW

(from Tomek:)

Call for Artists: POW! POW! mini performance art festival

Call for Artists: POW! POW! mini performance art festival
application deadline extended!

POW! POW! 2nd annual mini performance art festival in San Francisco is searching for original “cutting edgy” performance art works!

Are you willing to take more risks in your performances? Is there any performance piece you always wanted to do, but couldn’t, because it didn’t fit into your funding organization’s agenda? Did you limit your artistic vision because you thought it might “offend” your politically correct grandmother or someone else? If so, your prayers have been answered! POW! POW! 2nd annual mini performance art festival opens a free expression space for any kind of performance art with “no strings attached!”

The only festival of its type, POW! POW! actually encourages and supports performance artists to do…whatever they want!!! Unlike other funded festivals, POW! POW! is a grass roots festival run by artists and for artists themselves. POW! POW! believes in expressing and/or experimenting with anything artists want without aesthetic, moral, or social limitations. Since POW! POW! is not funded, there are “no strings attached.” In spring of 2008 the first POW! mini performance art festival was a huge success. We received press in the San Francisco Chronicle and numerous other local publications, and had sold out nights of our shows. We anticipate the 2009 POW! POW! to be even better!!

Selected works will be performed at The Climate Theater in San Francisco, California during our 2nd Annual mini performance art festival on October 15, 16, and 17th, 2009.http://www.climatetheater.com/

What we are looking for:
– Risky, outrageous, adventurous creative work
-6 hour continuous installations
-30 minute or less performance pieces
-Artists who are not afraid to express themselves

POW! POW! is looking for low tech or semi-low tech body-based performance art.

What we DO want:
Original, out of the box, risky, outrageous, adventurous and creative action work based on body, time and action (s)

What we DON’T want:

Anything that looks like conventional theater, dance (choreography), music or media work.

Wanna apply? Please send us the following:
-One page proposal
-Arty Bio
-E-mail address
-Website link (if applicable)
-Video summary to give us an idea of your work + ideas in the format of VHS, DVD, or working YouTube links
-$20 application fee – check or money order made out to group A

Send all of this and your soul to:
POW! POW!
PO Box 9492
Oakland, CA 94613

IN HAND DEADLINE: EXTENDED TO 07/01/09!!!!
You will be notified by email if your piece has been accepted by the first week of July 2009.

For questions please contact powsf@yahoo.com
www.myspace.com/powminiperformanceartfestival

The curators/producers of this show are:
Alyssa Lee of group A, and gal*in_dog AKA Guillermo Galindo

p.s. please forward to interested artists!

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thanks, Tomek! I am sending them a proposal right now for “AN ACT OF DIRECT ENGAGEMENT. ” it sounds like they are looking for us. But we will see if they want cutting edge or just “edgy! “

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

friday’s performance

Last night was a great birthday present. At the end of the performance, I kept saying it was the “best “ performance we have done… Which is really a meaningless statement. What is “the best”? But it was equal to the UCB performances and the one in Brooklyn. In some performances you have to squeeze possibilities out of rocks! Other performances are a flood of possibilities and potential paths that you need to weave together the best you can. This was that kind. Some of the potentials slipped through without being fully developed… Such as the woman who did non linear non verbal art therapy. But it was a feast of willing people hungry for going deep within experimental play together. Of course the night started with an uptight woman. This time she was in a wheelchair. Her attendant brought her because she said she wanted to participate. But it was quickly revealed that she wanted to keep on being a crip. But the space quickly filled up with people who wanted to play and to sing with her. It became obvious that she did not want to drop her mask!

And there was the future minister made dense by dogma.

But the rest were ready to jam and dance and play, ready to put on almost nude costumes. Even the conversation was aroused making love. Ava Bird, the poet, read some of her poems about pussies, backed up musically by Tomek and Kene-J, while people undressed one another and put on the costumes. Then the musicians created a sexy musical ecstasy in which people danced into a tansexual trance, quivering flesh of pleasure of deep contact. Carol Swan began to vocalize non-verbal eerie wails, destroying time. Ava did an immensely rich full amazing reading of the first twenty pages of my novel, THE INNER MAZE, understanding everything, giving context to the ever changing dance. Everything meshed together! To put it simply, everything kept getting deeper, showing what is possible. And it was so much fun!

This series is clearly building!

DA BOYZ:

it was a trip going over on a Friday evening … we hustled to get the car unpacked and start the set-up. Tomek was there almost immediately, loading in his stuff! We were in a groove with set-up, and were ready just as it turned 8-o-clock. There were folks already there, Carol Swann and her friend, Charles, a woman in a power wheelchair, Chloe, with her young blonde assistant, Rae … The guy who later told Frank he is studying to become a Lutheran pastor was there early on too, with a girlfriend …

The very beginning of the performance was Frank talking to Chloe and Rae … Linda said later that it was perhaps the most intense part of the performance … Chloe obviously was very capable, could talk, sing, etc., and there is Frank, in a wheelchair too, and can’t talk! They had no idea that it was HIS performance before they showed up! Chloe just clammed up, and Rae spoke for her … Linda said later that they imagined it was going to plant some seeds in their relationship … Rae knew that Chloe could have participated much more, but she just closed down … Rae told Frank that Chloe is a whiz with song lyrics and loves listening to music and singing along … so Frank said, “Let’s test that!” Linda asked Alexi to come up with a song, and of course on the spot, his mind went blank! All he could come up with was “Help!”, since she had mentioned “Beatles” … Pretty soon, the whole crowd, of maybe 18 people, plus us, were singing “Help, I need somebody …” But Chloe didn’t make a peep … They stayed a while though … and we saw Chloe at times with a huge smile on her face, and she was really fascinated when Unru-lee and Nell undressed each other and put on costumes … but Chloe and Rae left just as the dancing was starting up … It is amazing how quickly and directly Frank’s work calls people to their core, gives complete freedom and total responsibility, and then to see what people do with that … We were all saying later that Chloe hid behind “crip”, rather than following Frank’s lead … even as he spelled it out for her … how he could sing, and could fake not knowing the lyrics, or the tune!

Then Frank talked to Charles and Carol … Charles wanted to ask a question … he had seen Frank around from the 70s on, and wanted to know where he might have been seeing him … it turned out that Charles is a dancer, and Frank invited him and Carol to dance with him erotically later … Carol said she was shy! Charles was willing! He said that he felt all dancing was erotic, really. Frank said that all of life is erotic … if it goes deep. Talking is erotic, if it is not just on the surface … It felt like a lot of people in the group really got this, and loved it …

Then Frank moved on, talking with the guy who said he was studying community-building through art, and had found Frank from a poster or an online listing … and had read up about him a bit … he said he had found that Frank was very “influential”. Frank asked how “influential”?? He talked about the NEA grant, and Jesse Helms, and Frank and Linda told the story … it was always interesting to hear the story, especially in this context, with people who were hearing it for the first time … But this guy, who was also going to become a Lutheran pastor, didn’t seem to get what Frank was getting at, when he talked about churches giving out cookies or potluck … in reference to community building, and Temescal. At Temescal, they weren’t supposed to give out any food now, were never technically allowed to, without a certain license! It was a crackdown on community building, but this guy didn’t seem to connect it all, especially not with himself … later, we were all talking about this, and how he seemed to limit things into a particular box, not able to see the bigger picture Frank was painting … it was one of those times when Frank’s words went over like lead balloons, not because of Frank, but because the Lutheran was not taking it in … Meanwhile, we saw that the rest of the folks there were really taking it all in … it felt like people really “got” Frank right away at this performance …

Then Frank was talking with Unru-Lee and the girl he brought with him, a hands-on sex educator, Nell, and soon had them undressing each other and putting on costumes … then talking with the woman who was studying Expressive Arts Therapy at CIIS, and her boyfriend, who had seen Frank before at DadaFests … she really resonated with the flier for the performance because of the emphasis on solving problems through play, art, physicality … Frank said that this is why he focuses on the physical, and that we needed a new word instead of “therapy”, which always implied “goals” … She said that “shaman” had also drawn her to the performance, because she saw that what native cultures did to heal their tribe, through shamanistic art, music, dance, etc., was what she was going for … Her boyfriend created social adventures for corporate types! He also created games for friends, with obstacles, treasure hunts, “plants” … Frank asked him if he could guess who the “plants” were at this performance? He said everyone except for the Lutheran! Frank said, “Very good!” And then thanked his girlfriend for bringing him, as if she were in on it! Frank said, “But I might be lying!”

Then there were the two guys, one of whom had seen us at the Temescal Street Fair, and the girl who we ran into in front of MoJoe Cafe … who liked to dance! And her friend, who was building a house … Frank was beginning to spin the plates! Soon he had a bunch of “plates” in the air at the same time! Meanwhile Tomek was playing an amazing soundtrack to the whole piece … Frank’s “son” Kene-J soon joined him … Ava Bird was there too, with a friend from Venice, CA, and Frank had her reading her poetry while the Lutheran undressed Linda and Jen … He also had Charles and Carol dance together …

Then Frank had the house-builder undress him, and then had Unru-Lee join Ava at the mic, the two of them reading Frank’s novel together while Nell danced with Frank erotically, and the MoJoe girl danced with Linda and Jen … the slides and strobes came on, the amazing music continued … the lights went out … the trance building … This is around the time when a number of people left, in small waves … Later Alexi was saying that he always wished he could hear what all these folks thought too! The trance got deeper and deeper … Unru-lee joined Nell, dancing with Frank at one point, and then went down to lie on the floor … Linda, Jen and the MoJoe girl danced and danced … the girl becoming softer and softer, letting go into it … we said later that it was really neat to watch! At some point the two dances melded together around Frank … the MoJoe girl slowly drifted away at a certain point … Linda, Jen and Nell danced with/on Frank, erotic, liquid … the slides creating amazing combinations of images and bodies together … At one point, Charles came up to dance with all of them …

At some point, Nell left the dance, and lay with Unrulee on the floor for a while, and Jen, Linda and Frank danced deeply warmly erotically together … Almost everyone at this point had left … Ava continued reading Frank’s novel, chapter after chapter, an amazing reading … creating the trance along with everything else … she said later that Frank’s words fit her … she was really blown away by the performance, by being part of that feeling … Her friend from Venice really loved it too, had just melted into it … and said afterward that he was ready to “move in”!
At some point, Nell and Unru-lee came back up to dance with Linda, Jen and Frank … it was beautiful, soft, warm … and as Ava came to the end of the last chapter, the dance “ended” …
Frank asked Nell and Unru-lee to talk about their experience of the performance … They both really enjoyed it … Nell said something about the trance-like feeling of it … Frank said, “Come back!” Kene-J said that anything that combines art and nudity, “I’m there!” Frank said, “And rap!” Ava talked about how amazing it was for her to read Frank’s piece with the dancing, etc. She really loved it, and kept saying, “Thank you for all the fun!” Linda talked about how good it felt … Frank said it might have been the best performance …

Then we got to breaking down the set … saying goodbyes to Ava and her friend, Unru-lee and Nell, Tomek … Frank would be jamming with Tomek on the streets of Oakland the next Friday!
We all had plums and popcorn and packed up, and were talking about how amazing the performance was, how it felt like everyone had come ready to participate, unlike recent performances, where Frank had to get past the sour actresses sent from “Central Casting”! And then had to work hard to get stuff going with the others that came … This time, people were open and there to play!

Soon we were locking things up, and heading home, talking more about the performance … the way people took Frank in … it was really neat to watch!

JEN:

People started coming in right away. Carol Swann, our neighbour, arrived with a friend. A woman, Chloe, who was in a wheelchair was there with her attendant Ray. There were many others that kept trickling in as Frank talked to everyone. Frank asked Chloe what she liked to do, and if she sang. Ray had to answer for her because she would not answer, like she was wriggling under a spotlight. Very uncomfortable. Ray said they went to music events and that Chloe really liked to sing, could sing anything in fact, even songs she didn’t know! Frank tested her and we all sang the Beatles ‘Help!’ but she didn’t join in.

There was a guy there who was studying to be a Lutheran minister, and was also learning how to build communities. Frank asked him if they served milk and cookies to the kids at bible study. He wanted to make a point about community building. The Temescal Arts Center where we perform is getting pressure from the city and one of the new rules it has to follow is that anyone performing can not give out any food or drink because there’s no cabaret license. This kind of thing blocks community building. The minister in training didn’t really get it and the point Frank was trying to make kept getting cut short with his confused responses, but Frank kept trying. There was another couple, one woman who did nonlinear art therapy and her boyfriend that did corporate communication and community building. The girl said that her work consisted of mainly nonverbal therapy for people because it can usually get deeper into what is really going on. Frank said that’s why he uses a lot of nonverbal communication in his work, but he said that the word ‘therapy’ implies there is a goal. It was great just to listen to all the dialogue going on. There was another couple and the guy was Unruly who knew Frank from years back. He was there with his sex therapist girlfriend. The place was packed! Frank kept talking to everyone asking them what they did, how they found out about the performance etc. and then quickly getting deeper into whatever with them. Carol and her partner were contact dancers and Frank asked if they would dance erotically with him. Carol seemed shocked but the guy agreed. Frank said he liked to go into uncomfortable places. Then Frank asked Unruly and his girlfriend to undress each other and put on come costumes.

Ava arrived with a friend from Venice Beach. She had brought her poems. Frank had her come up and read some of them while the minister in training undressed Linda and I. Then a girl that the boyz gave a flyer to danced with us. Frank orchestrated everyone. Tomek and Kene-J played really great mesmerizing beautiful music. Carol and her friend contact danced, and it was erotic with them rolling around together on the floor. Unruly and his girlfriend danced with Frank, and Linda me and the other girl danced together while Ava read about pussies and blood and underwear. We all quickly melted together in the dance and the music. It was very transcendental, but it was just the beginning. We danced for a while, and then we all danced with Frank, Unruly’s girlfriend rubbing on his lap and then Linda me and the other girl all around them. The music was all within us and we were moving within each other, hips swaying, heads and arms connecting and caressing. The girl left at some point, and then Unruly’s girlfriend left as well to go to the bathroom. When Frank Linda and I danced it got very deep intimate small. The focus intensified and we melted into one another warm and sexy. Ava had been reading Frank’s novel, all 9 chapters of nonlinear dreamlike stream. That brought it all together with the music and the movement. She was such a great reader and made it make sense because she understood it. She thinks in that nonlinear way. We were deep in trance, one with the space. It isn’t like performing, playing to the audience. It’s like revealing, opening up in a public space with the performance as a frame. It felt natural up there, like we do that all the time. I didn’t think of anyone there watching, I just was there with you and we were enjoying being together in a very deep way.

When Ava reached the end of the novel, Unruly and his girlfriend had shed the costumes they were wearing and joined us until the end of the dance. I lifted my head and saw that the rest of the audience had left. Wow, what a great time! I was buzzing. Frank asked Unruly and his girlfriend what they thought of the evening. They loved it! Unruly said that he had wished to eroplay with everyone there. But when we talked about it later, the way it happened was much more intimate. His girlfriend thanked Frank for the experience. Kene-J said that anywhere there’s art and nudity, he’s there! Tomek had a great time playing, as always. And Ava felt very honored to have read Frank’s novel to everyone out loud like that. Not an easy thing to do! She is amazing. Frank kept saying ‘it’s building’. He also said it was the best performance he’s ever done. It was amazing and the feeling just kept going as we took the set down, packed up and back into the car.

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

chapter 4

Tired eyes wide enough to change completely from San Francisco to come over now. She thought me mad! Life, how I contribute into what I imagine. Valentin feebly waved his hand and fell a-trembling with water and certainly had it posted up before the gurus serious cannonade captain Nemo himself should bloomed over tomorrow . Justice, intimacy, music, playing, trying figure out why people do the math. Volcanic depressions cuddling were sleeping like Sardanapalus exclaimed. Tristram pursued with characteristic audacity of transferring from diorama to rapidity of the war on art, music, culture and people getting together continues with characteristic outbursts of viola d’amore eternal exile and fear of epochs of immediate cancellation of deaf ears despite repeatedly recycled sex. Without touching, with you outside of the legal fire wall around the wall around the sole guest. Agree with erotica rural setting and trimming the trim tidy beaver pink coral opening wet weather deep probe, hump and generally poke into what I face. Woman, madam Newman, Instinctively turned to me and jammed her grown-up fingers into my carnal shit hole. Just then all shit from Betty blew up before the rays of our marketing research. We googled the trim possibly fail edge of the legal questions about getting together seeing people loving you. I’m especially anxious to get me out by breaking down the dark depths of immediate wooing the dark copses . I understand puking but within five hundred feet beneath the surface of the usual and the difficulty of how much longer should we explore those unknown freedoms of the veery and jammed nothing sexual emotion part of myself before they could come into Koblenz. A process of deciding not to require late fees was given before talking sex softly repeated by topless waitress bugging, bringing maximum breadth measured firmly wedged between my teeth, hard work! Ned replied coldly, “sir, fate has shown me the word! Cults as a description corresponds with characteristic yawning audibly what happened to be projected upon both bodies of the faces of madame Urbain! “

Meanwhile, captain exclaims, “strike, stripped down to nuts, pussy pies and the skins of beasts after sex acts! Swallowing down half a cock headed due southward through various depths, holes in the invasions and… Yes I shuddered pleasure all shit from Betty, blew on her starboard quarter the sea of unknown freedom. Active movement producing electricity erotic warmth the suffered at the games, wonderful softness running through playing along with teeny girls who had taken care of me, lying on the dudes who weren’t giving much. “

Embarrassed scruples of anyone who breathes pleasure in, freedom out. Why people do all that? The actors aren’t blind! Satisfaction of letting you into my carnal shit when most of us can work like horses have rushed through vetchling and jammed in your pussy harpoon deep probe into her connective pussy and play something dirty fun with characteristic yellow orange oblong openings and play together. Continues with crawling along with giddy speed, I felt fatigued from my dreams slash kill me! Kill me with water and certainly head on crashes! Pull me mad hard into you! Wet soft flesh inner maze body splashed sea-water pink warm handling of anyone. Asked Nancy! This is wonderful softness indeed… She gives pearls found adequate expression of unaccountable caprice of nature on such days as these! Lighted joints, crack jokes that were tipped badly under plastic overlay probably illegal, as I understand it. Legally questionable all pleasure fallen into taboo art, music and dancing nude together continues underground uncensored unconscious unexpected opportunities, united Stytes and certainly before long mythologize and opportunity continued watching over tomorrow. Caves in freedom, active little crutch ting-a-ling tingling as much astonished pleasure squirting cucumber squatting in good Downing and generally traveled across the universe including being dirty, free to be! Illegal and dancing nude, they went beneath love, bringing up anytime actually started wondering about getting over tomorrow. Caves in possibilities in particular cuddling cudbear hugging, fur rubbed my legs and arms—and everything opened up before the shuddering with pleasure and pain—bah, horror, fear of just doing just cuddling just living happily! All pleasure and play is much too much! Deafening! Must be muted, deadened, numbed! But how? How much? Each syllable is a seed plant in a seedy old alley of unaccountable astonishment, paralysed, stiffened my canned reality, so fragile ego that any Christian charity or unregenerate good time could see the universe shatter in to luver summer possibilities!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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