pot is not

[Artguy]

My biggest problem with weed is I can never find any.......

[jimboloco]

ya
a was blessed by my stepson
when he arrived
he was working at a best buy electronics store
over the holidays
and he scored thru th young dudes workin there
then he met this lady
moved in with her
an the dude across th street
was is th dude
a pleasant fellow
who also scores for his own parentz

so i juss call him
pop on over
early afternoons

alas
my stepson is back in wisconsin
his legacy to me
his pot connection
an his ex-girlfriend
a meditation friend in the wider sangha

well
straight now

feels good

time for some tai chi tea

canada is th land where they
prescribe joints
to cancer patients

cannot ya git a prescription, enuh?

[stilltrucking]

that is a good question jimboloco
I would be Checking it out
if I was artguy

speaking of Arkansas Polio weed
I am feeling no pain this morning

waiting for three dogs to take poop
then I got to bug out of here
and get back home

it is six thirty five new berlin texas and the skies are overcast few stars but still better than the night sky in schertz.

National Geographic november 08 issue I think has a good article about why we need the dark

I hope the dew is not to heavy, i be on my motor sigh, stll got the fear on me but I been able to over come enough to enjoy the ride, all I got to do is get it rolling and I am centered

when ever I get desperate for the dark
I call this image back from remote conciousness

be back later when I find the link to the image I am talking about.

[stilltrucking]

Thanks for the good art jim

[jimboloco]

yeah i got nuttin t complain about really
makin tracks into sanity
need to have some more visions again

ride th bike mon
it's healing energy

pipe out back
thanksgiving day
step son-in-law had a pipeful
sneaky but discrete

i got a big bud inside my forever young pop's old ww dos army airfarce trunk
it looks like a christmas tree
i stood it up against an old christmas card i saved
my christmas bud
in my dark corner
with a few remnants of th long past
stretches of unknowing
unfolded into now

[stilltrucking]

with a few remnants of th long past
stretches of unknowing
unfolded into now

I like that jim
husserl, brentano et al. in a nutshell





____________

I remember the circumstances the night you drew that picture.
I mean what was going on in your life at the time

"I don't know much abour art..."
except the tom paxton bit about knowing what I like

looking at the night mare
gives me a still quiet feeling
that soothes my jangled mind
I look at th night sky above Cerillos and feel the tender indifference of the universe.





Camus

[stilltrucking]

a trippy picture for me jim.

on the subject of the pot or not

it is not for me jim

not these days

of at least for a while

I don't know if you remember my cat scan pictures I was freaked about

a couple of years ago

I am sounding like my san antonio rose these days

I had always heard the expression death rattle

Never knew what it was

but that is what my breath sounds like

maybe when I am over this.

but now it would be morbid as hell for me to smoke

even my death wish is not that strong.

I feel wrote out

a good feeling


thanks for being a cyber pen pal

done for now

I am

sincerely

jt

[jimboloco]

well there;s always menthol
i use benzedrexx inhalerzz
same as th onez my neighboorz uzed in montroze
baghdad on th bayou
houztownn
speed junkiez they were
mercy
i confess
they was a pain in my arze
forgetaboutit

er youze got a sthethoscope?
i mean it;z naturll t'have a productive cough
amigoo
post quittin smokin
absolutemently
so drink fluidz
hot brothy soupz
manhatten clam chowder
beef broth veggie soupz
chicken noodle chineze style
yazza

it'z gonna get interezting, mon
got a morning off t set out chriztmazz decorationz
merzy
got a cool znowmon
need my whyte paper tape
adioz, mon
been tootin
an now a millah lyte, mon
a toazt t'youze,
in astonishment at yer appreziation
indeed, in reflection on that nyte long ago
when i had just rebelled
from th war machine
man
hippies in th high dezert
it was an epiphany
of tearz
also back there
an old gray hippy gent
gaunt
talked with a lisp
accompanied by an earthy witchy hippy lady
sweet and consoling
we was standing there at th wire fence
i was trippin
my virginal trip
an was cryin gentle sobz
facin th unknown
an th old dude sayz t'th laydee,
"i'm just an old pervert,"
mon
wonder what th mare was thinkin
she was not afeard
stayed righht there
just visitin i guess
maybe th rezident hippiez was feedin her
i don know
but she was magnificent
i had to find a model to copy
for reference
then added th lighting scenario as it were
imbedded in my mynduh
an thaynkz fer th momoirz
we all somewhat darkly angelz
on a journey of character development
yuma 10:45
whatever th tyme is
in perpetuity
rydin that train
one toke over th lynee

[stilltrucking]

I woke up one morning and could not remember who I was.
My name, my age, nothing.
I was not afeared
I did not try to remember

It was liberating. Somehow I knew it would all come rushing back all too soon, my identity in this best of all worlds, my cares and worries, my debts and mistakes, my opinions...my entire personality

For a moment the vale had parted I forgett the Buddhist term for it, Maya?



My epiphany
"What I wish for now is no longer to be happy but only to be aware."

Doing better jimboloco


Happy shopping

[jimboloco]

another epi(ph)
oh my goodness
glad you are better
i asked santa for your goodwill
an he said
"it's as well as done!"
(knock on wood!)

[jimboloco]

getting off
i am stoppng
stopping the world

morning penitence
11:11

[stilltrucking]

Morning rage
floating just beneath my cranium
amorphous and barely conscious
I can stop it like a speeding train
just by knowing it is there

A good day so far
nothing smashed
no holes in walls
no blood no pain
my breathing silent

the rasp is going
I got two roaches
that I can't smoke
unless I want to die
The Magician of Lublin
has got me pegged

[stilltrucking]

penitence

I can't even do penitence yet
I am so far behind
This life
This body

Frozen in amber Jimbo
trying to break on through to the other side.

[UMBERTO UMBERTO]

I think I have to agree with TV actor Richard Boone ( "Have Gun, Will Travel"):

"I'm not a marijuana user because I already have too much dangerous shit flying around in my head . . ."

It's gotten so that, at my advanced age, I can't even drink beer any more without getting sick . . .



--UU

[tarbaby]

War makes its own war.

Something about the war changed.
It was always about change.

Reflections on a Grecian Urn

Nothing dangerous going round my head but I liked that old black and white TV show.

So did my dad, that crazy old Jew who came here just before WW1 and served in the Merchant Marine to get his US citizenship.. .

Paladin; he had the chess piece on his business card. A knight I think? Maybe that is why my dad loved that show. He was a chess master, he once played Bobby Fischer to a draw .

Not many things I could do with my dad that were enjoyable to me. He taught me chess when I was just a little jackster, he would play me with his back to the board. But I was so scared of him i could not focus on the game. But we could watch TV together. He loved Gun Smoke too, never missed an episode.

I think what he loved was the scenery in those old westerns. He loved the geography of his adopted country.

He just got off the boat in Galveston and fell in love with Amerika.

So did Red Emma Goldman she adopted this country too. After they threw her out because of the treason of opposing Mr Wilson's war they let her come home again
after she died
they let her friends bring her body home for burial



I never knew the government could revoke your "naturalization" they threw her out

Nothing much going on in my head, except maybe so pleasure at seeing you back on S8 again.
My lungs another matter
I wonder why they call pneumonia the old man's friend?

Well that's it for today jimbo
out of coffin nails for a week now
out of tea for about five minutes now.

You never saw your dad, I used to think but then I think I remember seeing a picture of him in his uniform standing next to your mom holding you. You looked like you were a couple of month old.

just wondering out loud cause I was reminiscing about crazy mike and remembering when we first met you on line.. I was envious of you for having no memory of your father

But since then I have learned to deal with my dread.

well
talk at you all later
keep the shinny side up

later on I am going to post a picture of Emma's grave in Chicago, I wonder if anyone visits it anymore?

Also picture of Paladin's card