Where is the Superman reference to this? There is none...

Today, 09/02/2015 1:07pm and I'm writing without a script.   

Feeling kinda "Rent"-able today, and not in the "Rentboy" kind of way, just in limericks.  

Where is the Superman reference to this?   There is none, except that I just wrote the word, Superman.

Recently have been feeling that SOMETHING GOOD IS COMING, COULD BE, WHO KNOWS.  I'd say "It's only just down the street, on a block, on a beach, under a tree.  I've a feeling there's a miracle due, gonna come true, comin' to me."

Almost everything I touch turns to gold.

Work keeps asking me to process "upper level" requests.  Each resolves in very positive results. #WIN

Men, that I actually like a lot, are actually making plans with me.

My credit score is actually in the "average" range.   Helped big time when I needed my car repaired recently.

My accountant gave me guidance helping me with taxes.

Noticed that my weight is stabilizing, yet I'm getting much stronger day by day.   Picking up Scott on/off for 2 hrs last night to "make out" was a definite sign of increased strength.  Woo-hoo.  Who's Scott?   No one you know, YET.

My friend, Kevin, is giving me nudges and pushes to work on my show.  Yea, I've been kinda lazy on that recently.  At least I'm being nudged.... that's help.

On top of all that..... I GOT MEDICARE!!!  Yup, effective 12-01-2015.  Hope and Help of Central Florida are helping with the transition.

Looks like.... being honest, doing the next right action, putting forth positive karma ... all begets positive outcome ... when the universe decides to do so.  And OH BOY is it deciding to do so!

So I "took a firm stance", "built up residual energy", and now its "UP, UP, and AWAY".

The Superman Neon S Sign goes to.....

Just wrote this comment on my Facebook wall as my only Last Will and Testament. 

Thought it was such a cool writing, that it deserved it's own "Note":

"I should write a new will, but if I do not write one in time, may this comment on your comment act as my last will and testament..... upon my death.... all my worldly possessions shall be the property of my legal spouse at that time (except my Superman Neon sign which goes to the possession of Jason Trompeter), and if I am not legally 
betrothed upon my death, then all my worldly belongings shall be the possession of Zebra Coalition (except my Superman Neon sign which goes to the possession of Jason Trompeter) to do with what they please, either keep, give away, or sell my belongings. 

There shall be no funeral, and no burial. Let the local authorities dispose of my body in whatever manner they see fit. No human is to claim my body upon my death, and if they do.... I don't care.... I'll be dead. 

Let my Facebook wall sit as a place to re-experience me upon my passing, and not a physical tomb stone that people have to physically visit."

Although I love life, and do not plan on dying any time soon. 

I'll be here as long as G-d allows me to stay here.

Faster than a Speeding Bullet – Can I delete those “over-postings” before my followers can read them? & then some...

My parents used to tell me that I have diarrhea of the mouth.

Learning that some things my parent’s taught me was right.

If you’re a friend of mine on Facebook, you know…. 
I “over-post”.  
Rapid fire 
BAM BAM BAM 
post post post.   

Recently trying to stop myself before I post, but end up deleting posts and comments in SUPER SPEED… well, faster than most people read Facebook.

Since my last post, the world has been spinning around me, and I’ve just been trying to “do the next right action” “one day at a time”, and seem to be doing ok at it.

The show is taking it’s moves forward, but nothing major to report yet, of noteworthiness.

Doing my best to watch what goes in my mouth, and moving my body.

This morning was able to get out of the 
apartment around 6:30am with Lucky.  

Walked to Lake Underhill, and worked one of the Fitness stations. 

Goal: do another routine of something tomorrow morning. 

I get the blessing of "aging".

Honorably HIV+ 29+years... I get the blessing of "aging". 

As I see my body change and I see some stereotypical features of being Older 
- graying hair 
- sagging skin 
- bone shrinkage 

I've earned every gray hair, every wrinkle, every sag, and every loss of bone.  

Yes, I color the hair on my chin and shave my head.  
Yes, I use moisturizer.  
Yes, I take Boniva, exersize, & eat veggies high in calcium.  

No matter what we do ... we age, if we are fortunate to keep living.  

Changing perspective on what is beauty.   

Every age is beautiful.

Oh, Clark and Jimmy, let's put on a show! A show? What are you talking about?

"Clark Kent and Jimmy Olsen" (I like male couples) or "Judy Garland and Andy Rooney" ... it doesn't matter .... what matters is WE'RE PUTTING ON A SHOW.

Yes, MY show.

Since as far back as I can remember as an itty bitty Broadway gay boy (IBBGB), who's Mom would bring me and my brother, Larry, on the LIRR (Long Island Railroad), from the Merrick Long Island Station to Penn Station in Manhattan periodically to see Broadway shows, I've longed to be on the stage.

When I was Bar Mitzvahed, age 13, my friend's both giggled and looked bewildered as this VOICE came out of me filling the synagogue while I chanted the first few chapters of The Book of Noah" as my aliyah.    I knew the delight of creating sound, how it felt, and how it moved others to emotions.  This IBBGB was addicted to performing, especially singing.

Without retelling my ENTIRE life, let's just say something got in the way of life moving forward toward my goals, and now on the right track of a healthy life ........

I'M PUTTING ON A SHOW....  if you love Sondheim... you will hopefully love my show.

Been working with some amazing people to create this show:

A great coach here in Orlando as my mentor, director, guide: Sara Jones, who is quite an amazing gifted singer and actress.

Another addition to my focus is Karen Umstot Clark, talented musician and friend since 1981, is on board as musical trans-poser.  Karen and I work virtually since she is up north and I'm down south.

So.. today.... this is where the show is at.    Next work to be done is later today.... just some vocal practice by myself.

Tomorrow a virtual session with Karen to find my key.   Currently 3 of the 20 songs are in house, and hopefully Karen can complete more songs before school starts in September.

What songs am I doing?

Ah, well................ gotta leave a little to the imagination.

Let's just say you will be surprised.  

It’s a bird. It’s a plane. It’s a Musical - Gay Man with no direction?

It’s a bird.  It’s a plane. It’s a Musical - Gay Man with no direction except focusing on today, but there eventually is a focus, yet today is today.

Thinking about that Superman musical - It's A Bird...It's A Plane...It's Superman – much in the way that I love Superman, and I love musicals.   We can get into the Superman thing, but the musicals things……   working back towards working on my show (what?), and no … it’s not It's A Bird...It's A Plane...It's Superman

Another day and I’ve changed my clothes in a phone booth, ran faster than a speeding bullet, and leaped a tall building in a single bound.  Or maybe I’ve just lived quite a peaceful and wanted life.  Out of the woodwork this week crawled men, I have desired throughout the past year, and they’re aiming directly at me.  As my workplace gets a larger office staff, I’m being turned to for training, supervising work flow, and solving problems.  It feels so SUPER to be so needed and wanted.

Superman is actual just a normal boy from Krypton, raised in Smallville, Kansas, or in my case just a normal boy from Brooklyn, raised in Merrick, Long Island, living in Orlando, Florida.  There are no speeding bullets to dodge, except “life on life’s terms” continuously.   I’ve not changed my clothes in a phone booth, but I have changed my shirt in my car while driving (dangerous).  I’ve not leaped any buildings, nor even in a single bound, but I resolved challenges smoothly.  Keeping this level of calm to live a normal happy life.

So, I did not save anyone’s life, but this happened:

I reunited with a friend.

·         Surprised by my fave 20-something with a loving conversation and “more”.

·         Wooed by a new man with a smile and sincere respect for me.

·         Connected virtually with a man that I know from here, but lives across the pond (Atlantic), and will be here twice this month, and possibly once or more for an overnight. (love this man)

·         Flirted with by a charming curly haired opera singer.

·         There’s more, and when I remember it… I’ll write about it.

Since "finding a new way of life", I’ve been on a journey toward a continuous flight into the entertainment industry.  Not much of that happened this week, as life was not too musical this week, yet instead it sang on its own.  It was and is a SUPER week.   And tonight I will meditate on direction for my show.  What?  Yes, my show?

Up, up, and way into my mind I go with simple meditation, to focus and direct this simple man, with fantasmic visions.  Practice, practice, practice…… focus.   Practice, practice, practice….. focus. 

Actually the next step is hooking up the midi between the computer and the piano.  Then contacting a pianist friend to schedule his visit to my home to record the songs, by playing the piano.   MP3 files in motion, or some type.  What?  What am I talking about?

So…. Next Blog……… What am I talking about?   

Up, up, and away - Back to the Blog after deleting it years ago

While watching "Grace & Frankie" on Netflix the other night, Frankie, played by Lily Tomlin, was telling Grace, played by Jane Fonda, that blogging is the answer to everything.  While blogging we find ourselves sharing things that we need to hear.  In that tidbit of advice I found a message I was looking for.  Blogging again might help me find my direction, my focus, by bringing clarity to what is in my heart, mind, and spirit.  So here we go..............

This blog "Up, up, and away into the mind of Kalel Korn" was originally created back in 2009 when I entered into addiction recovery.   My heart needed opening.   My mind needed clarity.   My spirit needed guidance.  Blogging (journaling) was the method I chose to share my life experiences to help release the craziness left me by my addiction.   Many relapses occurred until addiction recovery started working for me.   In those relapses I panicked, deleting all my blogging posts which were quite amazing.  Yet, its ok.  It was my path to being clean, but it is not the focus of this blog.   The focus of this blog is the journey of life that I take, now.  Back then my journey was towards recovery, and now my journey is finding the direction, I am yet to aim.   As I kneel down creating pressure to leap into the the world to eventually soar through the skies of my life experiences yet to come, I leap... Up, up, and away into the mind of Kalel Korn (and beyond).

Where this journey will lead me is unknown, yet it is the journey and not the destination.