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Bamboo Knees

My uncle was in Luzon during the war. For all the horrors of it he still had sweet memories of his Filipina girl friend. She called him "bamboo knees" because of the indentations on his knees from the bamboo mat they slept on.

He regretted coming back to Baltimore. He wished he had stayed in his tropical paradise after the war. He got a job with the Cat's Paw Shoe Company after the war. One of a series of jobs where he never fit in.


I have the feeling I have been used as someone's cat's paw. Oh well I suppose it is good to be useful for something.



I have not been much for roll playing games on line.

I have my own dungeon master locked beneath a trap door in my amygdala, some times the trap door will fly at the turn of a phrase, when it is open the black rectangle beneath it resembles an open grave.

Down there in the darkness that stinks of dead rats and maggots my dungeon master speaks to me of my fears.

I used to tell the kids in the summer camp I worked at to never tell anyone they were afraid of snakes. Because if they did they would find a snake in their bunk.

I think I would have liked your uncle, ST, I've never fit in with any job I ever had either & had a Flip girlfriend myself. She had me thinking 'bout staying over there right where it was good. I'll never forget the way she would bathe me, get in that round tub with her jeans rolled up and one of my t-shirts on, walk round & round me with a brush & soap & wash cloth, then dry me off, trim my hair, and my nails. I ain't NEVER EVER been treated like that before or since. Girls here in the States all got their sweet points but most times seems things come down to some point of negotiation sooner or later. As in Nego-'she"-ation. Do I sound like a misogynist yet? It's not so. I don't hate women. I just know what I like & what I like is the way it should be. Period. I hear ya on the dwellers down in the dark. Got some of those myself. I keep some milk jugs and shotshells handy with their names written on them for in case they decide to come on up for a party awhile.

those voices in the dark are me
they are childhood fears
I would have to paint my own face on a milk jug
I honor the child in me



My uncle died from a broken heart.
He was a kind man
A big man about six foot two and two hundred pounds.
Drove a a truck through the night jungles in Luzon
His truck hit by a Jap mortor
laid over on its side burning
the guy in the next truck
stopped and pulled him out it
a little guy named Marvin Sherr
I don't think he was much more than five feet tall.
turned out he was also from baltimore
Marvin risked a court martial to save my uncle
because they had orders not to stop if another truck got hit, just keep on hammer hammer.
Marvin and my uncle were life long friends after the war.



about women
The Magician of Lublin got nothing on me.


Kate Bush wrote a song based on that novel by By Issac Bashevis Singer.
Or maybe it is just a coincidence in the Titles, but I don't think so.

Kate Bush
The Magician Of Lublin lyrics

When you reach for a star
Only angels are there
And it's not very far
Just to step on a stair
Take a look at those clowns
And the tricks that they play
In the circus of life
Life is bitter and gay

There are clowns in the night
Clowns everywhere
See how they run
Run from despair
You can be thrilled
And you can be free

"How?"

But only my friend
If you'll listen to me

When the fantasy bells
Of the universe ring
You can fly through the sky
On a dragonfly's wing
There is magic within
There is magic without
Follow me and you'll learn
Just what life's all about
Just what life's all about

I did not know there was a movie made from the novel. Kate Bush sang the theme song for it, but she did not compose it.

The Magician of Lublin,
A 1978 film directed by Menahem Golan, and starring Alan Arkin, Valerie Perrine, and Shelley Winters. The plot, based on a story by Isaac Bashevis Singer, tells of a travelling magician in turn of the century Poland whose deceptions and constant womanizing lead him to disgrace. For this film, Kate sang the theme song The Magician.

Kate Bush. I had, maybe still have one of her cd's around here somewhere. "Hounds of Love" its called. Strange piece of work, that one. Now I've got to find it, give it a listen.
" You don't want to hurt me
but see how deep the wound lies"

Running up that Hill
Kate Bush

"And in our younger days
you could say we were wild
and in our hungry ways
the safety lines were filed
We were running on the rims
We were burning out the tires
And all we really had to pay
Was the price of the fire"
Price of the Fire
John Stewart

later, Jack, time to shake something loose, got to get my buns outta this chair and move it down the line.

According to Navajo tradition, when a person is born the principle of life—breath or "wind"—is put in the body by the Holy People. At death, the "wind" emerges from the spirals of the fingertips and becomes a chindi. Infants who die very young and the elderly who have lived a long and full life do not produce chindi. Interestingly, some infants who die very young are "buried" in trees.
http://www.hyattcarter.com/Death_or_.htm

I got a feeling my chindi is going to be a bitch.


One foot on the jesus road
one foot on the Bodhi road
"a double minded man is unstable in all his ways"


I don't know anything about Kate Bush, I got her mixed up with Kate Wolfe

They say Wolfe wrote this song on her death bed

Acriss the Great Divide

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This is another song by Wolfe called
Medicine Wheel

Death obsessed in life
Bob Dylan got nothing on me
I am so busy dying
Life is sweet
and I wait for the roof to fall in
How did I live to be so old
These are my golden years
My pre-walker years
My good old days
How sweet it is.

"Cut me loose
let me fly
after all these years
I am still alive"
~jitterbug

The first Kate Wolfe song I ever heard
and I was a goner for her

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I listen and think about Silent Woman
who I will never see
smile on me again
maybe in my dreams

Thx for the vids, I don't think I've ever heard of her before, at least never heard her music. It was good, glad I took the time to listen..

Thanks for listening
Joni Mitchell and Kate Wolf has helped me through many a bad night
even more than Nietzsche and thoughts of suicide.

Here are a couple more of her songs if you got time.

The Sun Is Burning "remembers" me of Ferlinghetti walking the streets of Nagasaki in August of 1945, the day he said he became a pacifist.



The Sun Is Burning

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Give Yourself To Love

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Waiting for Thistles and Marigolds to come back on line

Thinking of wireman and Joni Mitchell
this maybe my favorite joni mitchell song but it is hard to pick one out of so many of her songs

Were captive on the carousel of time
We cant return we con only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game.

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used to date joni mitchell, but i dumped her.

I used to date too
But that was a long time ago, my last date was in february of 1980.


RE: Sunday
I used to pray I would die before my brothers, I could not stand the thought of theirr dying.

I was trying to think of a reply, your poem left me with such a numb feeling, that is how I remember grief, the numbness.
A beautiful mournful poem
thanks for posting

Grief is interpreted as mourning, not depression. Mourning, a positive process in life, leads the sufferer to change and growth, to a kind of rebirth, to a condition previously unknown.

thanks my friend. life is no joke. a hard teacher as they say. wish i was there with you to kick around memories of baltimore - a beer, a doob, and old times. you have become a brother to me.

thinking about brothers and sisters
the first time I got stoned
at the tender age of thirty three
marijuana visions of the world peace
the world as one
a scarry thought for rugged individualists I

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it was only ronck and roll
allman brothers
duane's last album?

Taling about Rhodes with the bear's brother
A collusus of a texan.
We all sitting around chewing the fat
two brothers and a brother in law
it was sweet
He was in Rhodes on his honeymoon
a good time was had by all

Wonders of the world
the brotherhood of man

"Isn't it pretty to think so"

jam jam jam
ho ho ho
merrily merrily
jamming all the way
>>>>>>>>>>>>>submit

yeah, i guess you're right.

sure I am right
that's why I am so smart
cause I am aways rich

I always wanted to buy a Peterbilt glidder kit
set it up in my living room as a work space

sic
hic
hoc

Colossus

of Rhodes

seven wonders of the world

and colostomy bags

I am gone going gone

sayournoras