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About loujen haxm'Yor

dreamer doodler of pen and pics-- inspir'd by Time's Witchcraft. Peace.

Vows

Arm in Arm
thy Bridal Sails
Favor of Winds and Seas

and smiling Suns
that Lovers and Friends
Themselves might keep
beyond Dusk of Eternity

Saloon Magician

with a Hat full of Spirits—
th’ Eyes and Ears
of th’ Ups and Downs
either from Man’s Heart
or from Tilapia’s Tongue—
He is the Memory of the Day
till even beyond Last Call

Epoch

so futuristic
this Now—
so long ago
until a Century’s Guise I don —
and hopefully
in hope have Faith still
That be true
That Tomorrow

Chronodial

Forever never Born
Forever waggling It’s Hands
Forever propagating Fate

can be explain’d Time
only by Survivors from the Dead?
if Any there be
will It have Reason?
and wondering still
what All be that Reason?

Forever never Dies
yet realizes not It’s Immortality

SD ComicCon 2025

Hi, everyone.  Been pretty busy lately with out-of-towner relatives visiting, but more recently—with the SD ComicCon 2025.  My wife and I did a staycation at the Town and Country Hotel, which provided us with breakfast sandwiches and all ComicCon hours everyday of free bus service to the Convention Center.  We enjoyed several movie/tv series panels of actors and associated credits, with some even including either trailers or whole opening episodes (like Alien:Earth).  The entire Saturday was devoted to the many miles on the main floor of vendors, artists, and various displays.  Last stop was the Art Show, where I perused every panel to give myself ideas on some diversity in my own stuff. 

At the end of each adventurous day downtown, shared by 130,000 others (not counting tourists), we ended up in the hotel’s swimming pool and jacuzzi, followed by an awesome restaurant meal.

The following photos tell some of our story.

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Rules of War

Our Side:
“We’re the Good Guys;
They’re th’ Enemy”

Their Side:
“We’re the Good Guys;
They’re th’ Enemy”

    … per Rulers of War

pray,
in Slumber
be awaken’d Plows

Arrows dream
in their Quivers

kind enough be Time
to beam more

    …per Peacemakers

                ‘Yor

Slumber Life

Yesteryear’s Fine Flour expos’d
while whispers Mind
shuffling Reality with Fiction

Memories barely remember’d
sometimes Some
sometimes None

Vocals familiar
Functions corporeal
Feelings tactile
even awful Disconcertions
auspiciously disprov’d by Bed’s Arousement

so many Canvasses of Thought
be blown Pollen into Far Forgotten
until Currents recurring
once again embrace Sails of Sleep              

            ‘Yor

Spirit’d Feathers

joyous Quacks and Chirps

excit’d Wings and Pediform Paddles
in vibrant Bespatter

wholesome Candy from friendly Smiles

Rain or Shine
Everyday’s a Beach Day

             ‘Yor