New Zine Available at Quimby’s Bookstore

Beloved Readers,

First, thank you for all your support in getting me where I am today!  Thank you for buying my books and liking, sharing and commenting on social media and even writing awesome reviews.  You keep me going, and I love you always.

I finally have some great news to report to you.  After finishing our latest zine, Michael and I went to the literary hub of Chicago, Illinois, USA to make it available at Quimby’s Bookstore (!


Before telling you about the bookstore and our zine, allow me to begin with my take on what zines are and what makes them interesting and why I unexpectedly find myself with a growing collection of zines from all over the country.  While zines can mean a lot of different things to a lot of different people, in general an independently published periodical can be considered a zine, especially if it is associated with little or no advertising or profit.  So, a zine is like a magazine, but without the “maga.”

Zines can be a single sheet of paper or many fastened together, usually with staples.  Zines can incorporate writing, photography, art, comics and/or drawings, for example.  They can be created by one person or more than one person.  Zines are made by diverse people throughout the world for many reasons, such as taking control back from corporate consumer influences.  Zines are about creating on your own terms and doing it yourself (DIY).  Zine culture is more about community and sharing than money or prestige.  You can buy zines at zine fests, bookstores, distros, and online sites like Etsy, for example.

It is in the zine culture where works such as our latest zine, Understanding and Surviving Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD): A Real Story have found a home.  Indeed, without a free press, without free flow of information, this country, any country, is finished.  Michael and I have worked our asses off, and we have not done anything wrong.  That is why we created the zine about PTSD to explain the physiology of the disorder and how marijuana works to treat and even cure it.

We and many others sell our zines at Quimby’s Bookstore because Quimby’s supports independent publishing in the community.  Indeed, Quimby’s is an independently owned bookstore that sells independently-published and small press books, comics, zines and ephemera.  As you can read on Quimby’s blog and website, and as I can attest, Quimby’s Bookstore is committed to the First Amendment.  To me it’s no surprise that Quimby’s Bookstore is going strong while so many other bookstores are closing all over the country.

Over winter break, Michael and I delivered our zine to Quimby’s Bookstore in the heart of the windy city on an unusually warm and sunny, glorious winter day.  I found several additions to my own zine collection, namely, some porn for women, a zine in which voices of indigenous women on the frontlines speak, and a zine about zines (Stolen Sharpie Revolution) to help me write this blog post.  As an author and a reader, I value Quimby’s Bookstore, a real gem in the literary hub of Chicago with fun opportunities to take self-portraits (selfies), including a vintage photo booth that works!


Lots of Love,


The Book Beat Bookstore

The Book Beat bookstore has Marie Kube’s books!

Dearest Readers,

The Book Beat bookstore has our books for sale now! Open since 1982, the Book Beat offers valuable African art along with the most progressive, forward-thinking publications. Please stop by the Book Beat and look for Marie Kube’s books in the local authors’ section under “K” for Kube. Our goal is to offer our books for sale at bookstores for the same price or much less than on online. This is because I have a special understanding of the need for independent bookstores since my grandfather owned a bookstore in Berlin, Germany that was destroyed in World War II.

Please visit the Book Beat at:
26010 Greenfield Rd.
Oak Park, MI 48237
248 / 968-1190

“An independent bookstore specializing in art, photography, & children’s books”

And if you are in the Chicago, Illinois area, then you can also find our books for sale at Quimby’s Bookstore (click here for more information).

Thank you for your support!



Tony Hsieh

Love Your Neighbors

Tony Hsieh,

I am your neighbor.  I would talk to you myself in person, but you are too inaccessible, even to Mary, mother of God, now that you are worth $840 million.  So, I am writing you this blog post before I too become homeless on June 30, 2018.


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Did you see the word of the day today? 

There is no one holy like the Lord (1 Samuel 2:2).

There is an app for the Bible, as I am sure you know since you have a computer science degree from Harvard.  After I graduated from high school near the top of my class, I, too, was accepted to Harvard.  I knew that joining the ivy league comes with advantages called “privilege” these days, but the cost was out of my league.  Nevertheless, we ended up neighbors, you and I, at least at one of your homes.

Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself (Matthew 19:19).

Nothing happens here in our neighborhood in downtown Las Vegas (now DTLV, according to you) without going through you.  And I know for a fact that that is true, because I am your neighbor, as I mentioned.  And because I am Mary, mother of God. 

And so, you are responsible for DTLV, Tony Hsieh, but you are certainly not God.  And when people play God, other people die.  You see, Tony, God loves us all, even you.  But you do not love me, even though I am your neighbor.  So, you are not God.

And it is not just me.  There are many more of your neighbors besides me whom you do not love.  In fact, you let them die in the street with dirty feet and nothing to eat or drink, while you take the water from the fire hydrant to fill the pool of your new complex.


What have you done with all your privilege, Tony?  Read my websites to get an idea of my sacrifices and suffering for the greater good.  And I am here to tell you, Tony Hsieh, that what you did called Link Exchange opened the door to internet advertising that is oppressing merit and favoring privilege, as usual.  Even worse, you put shoe stores and shoe salespeople out of business with, and those were good jobs.  Without shoe salespeople, people have been wearing the wrong shoes, and even young people are having to get bunion surgery because of it.  It is harder than ever to find decent walking shoes, even if you can pay a lot of money.  Even worse, people are being blamed for having bad genes when it is well-known that bunions are primarily caused by wearing the wrong shoes.  Even an auto shop owner reported that you put him out of business when you bought the building. 


There is nothing for the people who live here, nothing.  Even a yoga studio would be more than needed, let alone shelter for the homeless.  Instead, empty buildings are boarded up like in a ghost town, and security guards are paid to keep the homeless out.


I, myself, have tried to perform on Fremont Street Experience, but the performers are having a harder and harder time competing for money with all the smelly and starving homeless people everywhere.  I even tried to start a much wanted and needed dance studio, but everything must go through you, Tony, and you are not accessible to Mary, mother of God. 


DTLV is oppression, and I am warning people not to come here thinking that there is any opportunity for anything other than putting your things in storage and renting a hotel room weekly or monthly until your money is gone and you are homeless.


Tony Hsieh, I know you are busy with the year 2045 plan for the future of our great city.

But we need something now!

I know you want Vegas to be as profitable for you and your investors as places like San Francisco, Denver, and Arizona have been in the past for other exploiters and hoarders of resources that belong to all of us.  Like the city streets and sidewalks of DTLV that you now charge $100 for a 10’x10’ space on the first Friday of every month in the Arts District.  And that is if you even allow them that opportunity.  I applied for a 10’x10’ space, but you did not even respond to me, even after I followed up with you a second time.  So, you see, it is not as if I haven’t tried to contact you, but you have been rude to Mary, mother of God.

Nobody who makes less than the median income and who is trying to sell their goods or services on the street should have to incorporate or deal with local or federal sales tax, let alone pay an upfront fee of $100 to rent a 10’x10’ public space, if they are selected subjectively through a nontransparent application process.  This is especially true when there aren’t enough jobs and more than half of Clark County’s $1.42 billion budget is spent on jails and police while the homeless population is ever-increasing. 


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We need something now because we are not worth $840 million and cannot leave our buildings, including hotels, empty and keep homeless people out and wait for good business opportunities to arise that we can profit from.  We do not own a home in Southern Highlands Golf Club in addition to living in an airstream downtown.  We are not the gaming executives, real estate developers, professional athletes, musicians, actors and actresses, corporate executives, philanthropists or politicians who live in one of the wealthiest neighborhoods in the western U.S., like you, Tony.  Is your house in the smaller neighborhood within the club called the Estates of Southern Highlands, possibly worth more than $10 million, or is it just one of the highest average home prices in the country at $1.7 million?  Either way, it is far too rich for the likes of Mary, mother of God. 


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You have taken too much from others and at the expense of others, Tony Hsieh.  As the mediatrix, I am here to try and save your soul.  I advise you to repent and beg God for forgiveness.  The way is through non-merit-seeking acts of charity.  Then maybe we can do business together.  In the meantime, I would rather hang on the cross like my Son than drink your Kool-Aid.  I am a very successful scientist, and I know that being poisoned is one of the worst ways to die.  I pray for you, my child, as well as your followers.

Love, Mary



Art and Smart

Beloved Readers,

Art and Smart is a new magazine dedicated to the Art of Living Smart!  Non-religious and spiritual, Art and Smart is full of interesting, valuable and entertaining information for you with no conflicts of interest.  We worked hard for you, and we hope you enjoy reading Art and Smart and that it benefits you immensely!

Love, Mary and Michael

Copies can be purchased now on Amazon:

The front and back covers of the magazine (shown below) together make up one painting by ANT The Artist (the entirety of which is shown on page 15 of the magazine).

front scan

back scan



I Can’t Believe I Published a Book

Dear Friend,

It has been an honor serving the Lord with the Archangel Michael for more than 20 years, and I had fun making a book with him in 4 cities in 3 states of the continental U.S.  Who knew that he is a gifted photographer, too?  I know that the foreword he wrote will melt the heart of anyone who reads it.  I don’t know how to thank him except by contributing some beauty to the world and, most importantly, love.

We published the book on August 21, 2017, after a total solar eclipse happened.  I couldn’t see the eclipse for myself, even though I bought safety viewing glasses.  It rained in the desert that day.  The sun usually returns quickly after a rain in the desert, especially during August, but on the 21st it disappeared shortly after appearing and a thick cloud cover persisted even beyond the potential viewing period.  The unexpected sign I saw that day was this double rainbow:


Since its release, “Sexiest at 50: PTSD PhD Marie” has been the #1 New Release in Erotic Arts & Photography on  I am very honored and very grateful!

The course I took on Pornographic and Erotic Literature at CU Denver during the spring semester of 1990 sure paid off! 

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I did not think that I needed a liberal arts education as a chemistry major.  But my professors assured me that it was necessary for me to become “well-rounded” and “to have something to talk with people about at dinner parties.”  I ended up talking about that course in Pornographic and Erotic Literature years later with the head of the department I was interviewing in for graduate school.  He asked me about the anomaly on my transcript.  I thought he must be talking about the C+ I received in physics.  I proceeded to explain that I had the third highest grade in a class of like 160 students.  I went to meet with the professor in person to get the error corrected, but he told me that he gave one A, one B, one C+, and the rest C’s, D’s, and F’s.  He assured me that he could do whatever he wanted to, and I believed him. 

In fact, my future department head could not care less about physics.  What he wanted to know about was erotic and pornographic literature.  Turns out most everyone is more interested in erotic and pornographic literature than in physics.

By the time I finished my bachelor’s degree, I was so broke that I had to get a credit card just to buy clothes suitable for job interviews.  I protested, but my professors assured me that it was necessary.  They really did an excellent job educating me at CU Denver.  My clothes were torn and tattered, as is fashionable these days!  People actually buy clothes that have been purposely torn and faded to imitate how I looked when I was really poor and my car barely ran.  That’s okay because I learned how to live economically, which is good because I must sell like 8 books every day just to pay $700/mo rent.

Publish or perish…

Thank God for believers, the sexiest people in the world!



You can get a copy of the book here: