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Sunday, March 11, 2007

The Enlightened Few

The emperor's new clothes totally explains the Bohemian Genre. They think they are enlightened and are put here to teach the rest of us.

I once had a lovely brick house. It had shiny hard wood floors, french doors leading out to the garden. The kitchen was designed in stone. I loved this house it seemed magical to me.

I decorated it light and bright. The living room had floor to ceiling windows, and I hung a wooden lattice from gold chains from the ceiling. I filled it with plants. I put a mirror under them, and tiny star-lights, so when it was plugged in at night, you had a glowing effect with all the plants taking off.

on the floor in that living room, I had big soft cushy chairs, trees growing from big pots and a fountain in the center. My stereo was there, and you could sit in a chair, listen to the water and music, smoke a clove and relax.

Divorce happened, and Michael and (ex Friend) Becky took the house, and I moved to the Oregon coast to lick my wounds and grow. ( I hoped). I was a doormat most of my marriage, and that behavior doesn't just die.

The house now is done in Cow Dung Brown, with green trim inside. The lattice is gone. On the walls are hideous paintings done in dark colors.
The soft chairs are gone and the fountain, replaced by a big block table, and shelving to display more hideous art work.
IT is said, "To each his own style" But a friend of ours came to see me over there one day when I was dropping our daughters off for a visit, I had to stop inside and feed the baby.

She said, "JEZUS KRIST this looks like a Damn Crack House in here!"

Neither of us know what a crack house looks like, but I suspect it might be close. The colors so dark and dismal, and I am sure Becky painted it that way because it was "Trendy"

anyway enough of that reflection stuff. I like my light and bright little apartment, I cannot hang anything from the ceiling, but I plan on putting some potted tomatoes out on the patio as soon as it is warm enough, and I am relatively happy.

Maybe some day I will have a little house again.

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