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.