Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Years ago in a galaxy far, far away, I slipped California through a gap in a hill into Nevada, a different world, past fences, over a ridge into desert solitude (is it real?) until I was face to face with the great playa, the great flat dry lake desert ocean universe. There was cracked white clay ev...

well at least my M's are beating the damn yankees. (you're welcome.)

well they beat my mariners... 'bout time someone else besides the stinkin yankees and red sox made some noise out east...

Mind should divorce itself from cinema. Which is never like real life, though I suppose some portrayals get closer than others

old frontier ghosts watching. wild burros standing dead still, frozen on a dry lake shimmer, no longer ridden by jackass miners. old mining canyons, gulches, cabin ruins, old timers all gone, slow digs replaced by brute power, big brute machines mauling hillsides. ah, but you can't go back, can't go...

That's it. The world is so much bigger. Then the universe hits you, the infinitely big and infinitely small

When I go back to Death Valley on the LA side, even a hundred miles out, the ghosts speak louder each time; I hear the living dead earth rattling along faults, lost gold legends and haunted mineshafts. Manson looking for a door to the underworld. Sorcerers and shamans onto something new. Hippies on ...

The moment it sunk in that my Church tied faith to politics, war and destruction, it was dead to me. Decades ago. Never been back.

I grew up in that era, and the
Church tried to tie it to Jesus,
all those murderous weapons.

Yes, infinity laughs at us.
And the power of simple
basic kindness and respect.
No one gets that lately.

They gave us endless
tribal War for centuries
as an illegal drug, so yeah,
about time someone asked
a few damn questions, not
the easy, packaged ones.

Tis true.

Yes, it's tragic. No words can adequately express my revulsion to that whole situation and its long, long ugly history. As for my comment, I meant would-be combatants. I remember one time, Dad said something like "What if they tried to start a war and nobody showed up?" It's almost a ridiculous noti...

The thing about war,
you have to acknowledge
there is a war in the first place.
What if we just don't?

I hear you, Doreen. We're swamped with religious and "cultural" dick-waving. We have open talk by "leaders" of nuclear warfare. So it wasn't just a nightmare I woke up from decades ago when what was left of my optimism for "us" peaked somewhere in the late nineties, like HST's wave, the one he wrote...