trance

[creativesoul]

body and soul
heal anything that binds you
holding little else in the dark
just prayers and feeling s that crawl up and around in a spiral:
lasting perhaps a few hours
a little time later
freedom is felt
in the skin in the heart
the soul quivers in a sweet rejoice
one voice is loud like a roar

in the park all of the latinos of this nation are singing the songs of the villages
America is finally hearing the voices of many
and the racists of yesterday are having to surrender
that finally they are the minority
the predictions of all the saints are coming to fruition
the professor tells me 'we have along way to go"
i tell him that the spirit of cooperation
can do amazing things
too bad
that so many people don not believe in that spirit.
the generation that i came from was the beginning of changes here in social; and moral ideals
my generation was extremely sexual, and sporting a connecting energy
the sexual reviolution and the drug era were part of that
astrologers call it sextile.
yet even with that pleasure under our belts
the selfishness of most people is huge
here in this country we have more than most people, yet if you talk to anyone in the streets
they will act as if they do not have enough
oh well
it is not always my lesson, but i can do something
i can be the example of what i want to see happen


i did something today i have not done for a long time
i ate at mcdonalds
wow
that was really a disappiontment
was that meat i just ate? what was that anyway?
i felt so weak afterwards
what ever people are not doing, could be the result of what they are eating
almost seems better to not eat
ya know? fasting that is a cool thing
the ability to detach from food, from needs. yeah that is the stuff
cleanse
live well
love people
it is kind of fun

[tinkerjack]

I came from a dark generation in the shadow of the greatest one they say. The good war, the just war.

Sexual repression was the code, women languished with a problem that has no name

Very few of my mother's friends even drove a car.

Culture can change in a heartbeat. I can hardly keep up with generational change. Where are we now? Generation W, or are we onto generation A plus. I hope so.
These days america wants to eat her young. Maybe they need an anti AARP lobby. The association of unretired people .



This generation going to get it right. Take the old folks who can understand with them.

The rest of them will lay down among rusted mattresses and junk at the end of Ferhlinghetti's railroad tracks and die.

Just as I used to say
love comes harder to the aged
because they’ve been running
on the same old rails too long
and then when the sly switch comes along
they miss the turn

http://www.webster.edu/~corbetre/person ... coney.html

[creativesoul]

sometimes i feel so sweet
tonight
i am all salt on bar pretzals, you know what i mean
i feel like a foolish bowl of peanuts that has been listening to drunks all night
screaming "eat me"
but knowing that my end is in the gastro intestinal system of a drunk
fatalistic, listening to a man that a few hours ago i thought was my prince
tonight my baloon has a slow leak and reality has entered the hole
ever so tiny
but blatantly real
god just once could i remain in the fantasy long enough to feel
good, happy, pretty and naive?
but knowing sooner or later
truth will waltz in and knock that bowl of peanuts to the floor
and say"girl pick your tushy up and let us go to a better part of town"
"might be alittle more work, but under better conditions"
yeah
i got a whole ,lot of people talking to me tonight
the last time i saw a dress i liked it was nine hundred dollars
it was in the adams family style, and i could be mortisha, you could be gomez
speak french make me crazy
i am going on the hill to pray this saturday and i wish i had a little more time to de-frag just after finals
does life always have to be a chinese fire drill?
run, do go get
over drawn
pay
move sit listen
go
find
gather
medicine pray heal
oh this is how we do the deal
this ole man he plays five
knick knack paddy whack give yer dog a bone
this ole man comes rolling home
my ole man is a singer in the park
dancer in the dark
all the lonely people where do they all come from?
sleeping with a singer can be confusing

[stilltrucking]

The last time I went to a bar...
His hands around her throat...
Followed me outside...
Warned him three times...


As his blood started running down the gutter


I walked away...


As for myself
I am a happy drunk

[creativesoul]

until ya have to give up a vital organ?
went to see taj mahal and steve miller in a concert for curtis delgado
awesome
they played from 7 to 130 in the wee hours of the morning
what a voice that man has
all of them were so radically talented
what a combonation
robert cray

talking and singing about what we all can do together
yep
drunk or sober
action speaks louder than words

[creativesoul]

until ya have to give up a vital organ?
went to see taj mahal and steve miller in a concert for curtis delgado
awesome
they played from 7 to 130 in the wee hours of the morning
what a voice that man has
all of them were so radically talented
what a combonation
robert cray

talking and singing about what we all can do together
yep
drunk or sober
action speaks louder than words

[stilltrucking]

bits and pieces strung together
some true some hearsay
just a jam jumble
I can't go to concerts
I avoid crowds
and bars
I am not right
something wrong about the way I look maybe
I draw the violent to me. . I have seen that beam in my own eyes.
I am not the man I used to be. THese days I hardly ever glare at anyone.

I wish action would shut the fuck up sometimes
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction
"We must act now to protect our country from the threat of Iraq's weapons of mass destruction." Our president is a wonderful man of action.
Everything speaks louder than words on a page. I heard he read a book. It is called the Bible they say. The ancient Romans say, "Beware the man of one book."





Tonights the night playing on the radio and I am listening and
watching my girlfriend's 14 year old daughter and her girl friends plot the loss of their virginity. And the boy will think it was all his doing. My lover the spider woman would rather she wait, but she knows her daughter herself too well. I remember how she was making perfect sense talking to her daughter, her daughter could not hear a word of it. Spiderwoman knew that, she did what she could. What a beautiful intelligent kind woman she was. And then I came into her life like a sh*t storm. I saved her from a situation. And instead of kissing my horse and riding off into the sunset, I decided to stick around and get laid. Schmuck that I am.
That was thirty years ago. Her daughter is dead now. Just another victim of my three scarlet letters.

It is a new day, and this is all just grist for the mill. SOmething to write about.


.

I have lost an organ too.

I stumble on without it.

I catch the scent of a woman

And it still calms me

At sixty five

I am suprised that more organs have not quit on me

I watch the old women walk past my window with their canes and walkers

I can still walk, I enjoy it. I think I better keep doing it while I still can.

Taj Mahall cheers me just saying his name.

[creativesoul]

it seems so strange sometimes
what i hear
what they said
matter of fact
sometimes the two do not match at all
i look into his eyes
and it sooths me
he is what i want
i feel his taste on my lips like a dream
i feel the heat of his body next to me when i am asleep
i miss him when i am rocking and rolling to music i lovbe
all of my loves are joining hands
we pray together
somehow we are linked
walking is lovely