Dino - man I read your post and had a case of spirit bumps go up my spine because I just read this line somewhere within the last two days -
I love this shit
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Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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constantine
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i just had me an oatmeat sammidge.
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Having happened that way I suddenly system to heart & building carefully person the rest of the piece with pattern. I walked out the door this morning and stepped right into a pile of mind. The day stood up - what a size everything was! The birds were all blue and had big bills. Such anythings were a gone boat "o that's a fine idea" I said to myself - ice Indians on the outskirts and weather within, why not? I could go for an oatmeat sammidge right about now!
Afterwards it will be time to go and shoot the river. We'll ship it simple to a complete scientist in the winter but keep all the language for ourselves as we will need it to backfill the holes. There are some hot hours coming up - say we could go to Texas! Jack lives there - he started the whole oatmeat thing to begin with & we could be right there to see into the horse's mouth!
Oatmeat history in the making! It will be grand! Fox News will be trying to find us for interviews. We'll have to make a run for it! Slip out the back into wild blue America!
A cloud of dust is all we'll leave behind.
yeah, just grand all around!
Afterwards it will be time to go and shoot the river. We'll ship it simple to a complete scientist in the winter but keep all the language for ourselves as we will need it to backfill the holes. There are some hot hours coming up - say we could go to Texas! Jack lives there - he started the whole oatmeat thing to begin with & we could be right there to see into the horse's mouth!
Oatmeat history in the making! It will be grand! Fox News will be trying to find us for interviews. We'll have to make a run for it! Slip out the back into wild blue America!
A cloud of dust is all we'll leave behind.
yeah, just grand all around!
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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constantine
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texas jack and mingo - that's a trip and a half! let's hit the alamo and stir some shit.
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Hell yeah, Mongolia!
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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" Wherever he laid his hat was his home" - Papa was a Rolling Stone - The Temptations
Dog wakes up in the morning, gotta go out. Everything is driven. We all got somethin' on our backs. We all got to answer to necessities. Even our dreams are not ours. I watch the dog sniff and lift his leg next to the old well. Does a dog have buddha nature? asks the old zen koan. Curtis Mayfield told the mind was diamond in the back sunroof top big in the seam with a gangster lean -
sunday morning ... being thankful - next breath ... next breath ... next breath
woo - hoo - ooo
Dog wakes up in the morning, gotta go out. Everything is driven. We all got somethin' on our backs. We all got to answer to necessities. Even our dreams are not ours. I watch the dog sniff and lift his leg next to the old well. Does a dog have buddha nature? asks the old zen koan. Curtis Mayfield told the mind was diamond in the back sunroof top big in the seam with a gangster lean -
sunday morning ... being thankful - next breath ... next breath ... next breath
woo - hoo - ooo
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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"and when he died all he left us was a loan"
Papa Was A Rolling Stone - The Temptations
The continuation of magic kingdoms: Lee Harvey Oswald was sent by warlocks, him and his brother, Patsy.
Papa Was A Rolling Stone - The Temptations
The continuation of magic kingdoms: Lee Harvey Oswald was sent by warlocks, him and his brother, Patsy.
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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Boys & their sticks are treeless reaching back in memory at riverside, an ancient practice not supported by archeology but by imagination and a great deal of fun.
Brother Broken says it is more humble gold to do to than to guess therefore mow your lawn.
You can't reinvent the Italians anyway & you can't replace rhythm. Don't choose chickens with hurried identities. Yesterday was not wise and neither will tomorrow be.
Ahh, lips!
Ps - the Indian was not invented either which makes all the world a Canada. Let us believe the poor boat since each of us has only so many birthdays. The birthday cake is a cage
radically finite in the sweep of eternity.
Brother Broken says it is more humble gold to do to than to guess therefore mow your lawn.
You can't reinvent the Italians anyway & you can't replace rhythm. Don't choose chickens with hurried identities. Yesterday was not wise and neither will tomorrow be.
Ahh, lips!
Ps - the Indian was not invented either which makes all the world a Canada. Let us believe the poor boat since each of us has only so many birthdays. The birthday cake is a cage
radically finite in the sweep of eternity.
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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"The rhythm of language gets in your bones"
The Book of Dogs - Anon.
Life - it's all a soundtrack to a Jewish movie
I got popcorn and a girl named Louie
healthy Gentiles everywhere
I come through the door singing a song
and breathin' the air
rooster up on a fence
he don't need words
or any sentence
he calls out to the rising sun
he says hey Baby quit peckin' the ground
raise your head look around
it's time for fun
The Book of Dogs - Anon.
Life - it's all a soundtrack to a Jewish movie
I got popcorn and a girl named Louie
healthy Gentiles everywhere
I come through the door singing a song
and breathin' the air
rooster up on a fence
he don't need words
or any sentence
he calls out to the rising sun
he says hey Baby quit peckin' the ground
raise your head look around
it's time for fun
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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The neighbors are shootin off
their potato cannon -
the raccoons down range in the woods
better brace for shrapnel
Memorial Day - another American Holy day where people do plenty strange things
their potato cannon -
the raccoons down range in the woods
better brace for shrapnel
Memorial Day - another American Holy day where people do plenty strange things
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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The world would be a better place if every one would eat a bowl of Cheerios and contemplate that bowl and the cereal within it.
Cornflakes wouldn't work. Too flat.
But a cheerio has that pleasing round shape. And so many of them all in that bowl lookin up at you.
A sacred circle of sacred circles
Cornflakes wouldn't work. Too flat.
But a cheerio has that pleasing round shape. And so many of them all in that bowl lookin up at you.
A sacred circle of sacred circles
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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*POOF*
Gone!
Gone!
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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"... all of 'em Zen Lunatics who go about writing poems that happen to appear in their heads for no reason ..."
The Dharma Bums - J Kerouac
Really? "for no reason" ??? you can trace cause & effect sure but reason? Guess not. besides there is no reason for anything - the ant tackles the mountain - so maybe he's right. My father believed in reason even if he never expounded the philosophy formally - I could see his actions and read that - he was a dyed-in-the-wool kind of guy - a real if - then operator.
He bet on the horses too
and played the lottery
so he wasn't without a certain degree of mystical notions ...
Tweety Bird cartoons made him laugh every time.
His bones gone back to the earth a long time ago now. Bones in the earth.
We would breathe together from time to time. I think about him when I'm out on the water in my kayak. Especially on Lake Ontario - a couple a hundred yards out from shore just going along - that's when those moments that I felt we were "with" come out of me, never those moments when we were "without" ... I watch the small waves my bow makes cutting over the water and the circular ripples that begin where my paddle enters the water for the next forward pull ... my father was not one for boats ... he would have probably shaken his head at my love of the kayak -
I remember my surprise the day I found out he bet on the horses - and the day a couple of weeks before he died when I went out to his house & took his car to run errands for my mother. I opened the door and was astonished at the lottery tickets blanketing the floor front and rear - like snow - I've often attempted to write a poem about that moment - I can get the scene down no prob but the experience of it I can't get into words much less language either by leaving it in or leaving it out ...
The Eskimos & the Aleuts say that the kayak & The People came into being at the same moment ... I think that is a truth ... their word "kayak" means "man's boat" and better, "hunter's boat" - and not yet being able to write a simple poem about one moment where my father's life and mine came together "for no reason" is why I go out there on the lake into that zone a couple hundred yards out & a bit where the 'with" moments of him & me come up out of me -
and I am hunting there ...
... and a bit more mystical than my father ever was.
The Dharma Bums - J Kerouac
Really? "for no reason" ??? you can trace cause & effect sure but reason? Guess not. besides there is no reason for anything - the ant tackles the mountain - so maybe he's right. My father believed in reason even if he never expounded the philosophy formally - I could see his actions and read that - he was a dyed-in-the-wool kind of guy - a real if - then operator.
He bet on the horses too
and played the lottery
so he wasn't without a certain degree of mystical notions ...
Tweety Bird cartoons made him laugh every time.
His bones gone back to the earth a long time ago now. Bones in the earth.
We would breathe together from time to time. I think about him when I'm out on the water in my kayak. Especially on Lake Ontario - a couple a hundred yards out from shore just going along - that's when those moments that I felt we were "with" come out of me, never those moments when we were "without" ... I watch the small waves my bow makes cutting over the water and the circular ripples that begin where my paddle enters the water for the next forward pull ... my father was not one for boats ... he would have probably shaken his head at my love of the kayak -
I remember my surprise the day I found out he bet on the horses - and the day a couple of weeks before he died when I went out to his house & took his car to run errands for my mother. I opened the door and was astonished at the lottery tickets blanketing the floor front and rear - like snow - I've often attempted to write a poem about that moment - I can get the scene down no prob but the experience of it I can't get into words much less language either by leaving it in or leaving it out ...
The Eskimos & the Aleuts say that the kayak & The People came into being at the same moment ... I think that is a truth ... their word "kayak" means "man's boat" and better, "hunter's boat" - and not yet being able to write a simple poem about one moment where my father's life and mine came together "for no reason" is why I go out there on the lake into that zone a couple hundred yards out & a bit where the 'with" moments of him & me come up out of me -
and I am hunting there ...
... and a bit more mystical than my father ever was.
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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stilltrucking
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Love that pic Jack, love that pic. Want to be right there right now - I got my haunts with my kayak and they ain't lacking but that pic is awesome - awesome - c'mon lets go !
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