Zuihitsu

[the mingo]

Thx folks for the support - sorry I been absent - took a job over the summer and I'm still at it - what comes into play here is that I'm not 18 or 27 or 35 or
43 or 59 or 65 anymore ( time was ain't now ) and the work tires me out on my feet all day working in the laundry room at the Hotel Babylon what a racket but by the time I get home I am more beat than Kerouac ever thought of being and I just want to eat and go to bed my mind as flat & dry as the Texas plains - got money but no time to spend it even off this minimum wage job - ain't had no time for bike riding except here and there and I have missed that - damn economy will put all of us in the ground burdens and all - funny thing is I have enough bread now to buy a brand new bike that's never been ridden by anyone but I think what the hell when do I have the time to ride it? - so that may wait til next spring - Have to get ready for winter anyway, firewood to purchase, fuel oil to buy - at least I'll be warm when the snows come - the firewood has become too much work may not be swinging the splitting axe too much this year - have been checking out out other sources of heat such as fuel blocks that you can burn in your wood stove -
I have bought some of these to size up the potential - they do good when the weather is 30 to 40 degrees but I'm not convinced of their use when it's 8 degrees above zero in January plus they are much more expensive than wood - it's just the ease of use they offer is very appealing, much easier than burning wood - six of one half dozen of the other who the hell knows ? - up at the Tractor Supply store the other day discovered they make electric woodsplitters and have been for years - I didn't know it that's how far I'm out of touch - price is appealing too -

moved up here to the Plateau to spend the days in quiet - ha, did I think I was going to get away with it? - it has rained for two days here - words of a song I heard once come to mind "it will be a lot better when the wind dies down" - Hell yeah, Mongolia!

The leaves are flying. they've turned and the rain & wind are beating them to earth -

Thx again everyone

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=59Q_lhgGANc

[sasha]

Welcome back! Fearing the worst for your absence (and experiencing a medical crisis), I've given my brother, my sister, and my daughter each a list of folks who might not otherwise learn of my demise, with instructions how to notify them. S8 is on the list. Glad to hear that your absence was more of a sabbatical than a disappearance!

Winter's conducting a dress rehearsal here today - no snow, but a cold, slashing rain driven by a stiff, gusty breeze. Power went out a 2am, and only came back an hour or so ago (about half past noon). Never did I more enjoy washing my dishes.

[stilltrucking]

core dump:
struggle for the legal tender
time was ain't now
damn economy will put all of us in the ground burdens and all -
the blessings of longevity
ohh lordy I count my blessing
even though I been cursed since the Book was written, the old one anyway
But I don't blame adam. I would have bit for it too.
Don't ask me what a core dump means cause I ain't sure
something like I need to get this out of my skull into fingers to this keyboard to these pixels in this text box

When the quittin' whistle blows and the dust settles down
There ain't no trophies or cheering crowds
You'll face yourself at the end of the day
And be damned proud of whatever you've made
Can't hang it on the wall for the world to see
But you've got yourself a Working Man's Ph.D.
Now, there ain't no shame in a job well done
From driving a nail to driving a truck
As a matter of fact, I'd like to set things straight
A few more people should be pullin' their weight
If you want a cram course in reality
You get yourself a Working Man's Ph.D.
Working Man's Phd

remember "all things google" I loved that thread
I just Googled and found a poem called "Adam's Curse"

I had a thought for no one’s but your ears:
That you were beautiful, and that I strove
To love you in the old high way of love;
That it had all seemed happy, and yet we’d grown
As weary-hearted as that hollow moon.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/ ... dams-curse

hit a zuihitsu when you can
Hell yeah Africa

[sasha]

"Core dump" harkens back to those days of yore when computers filled rooms and heated buildings. I worked with those beasts for several years before getting into engineering. Core memory was what we now call RAM - the place where the programs you click on reside as they run. When one of those mainframe programs shit the bed - usually because whoever had programmed it (me for example) had made a mistake, sometimes the only way to find out exactly what went wrong was to print out the entire contents of memory (in hexadecimal) and follow the breadcrumbs back to the root cause. That massive printout was called a core dump.

[stilltrucking]

10-4 like a three-year-old having a meltdown
ah yes the code
No doubt G d fucked up when It coded my DNA
Nietzsche died for my sins

like typing with my spinal cord, trying to get consciousness to the muscles in my fingers
something like that.

mingo wrote:

Gawd damn cats is what I got - 17 of them at last count - all from one kitten I found abandoned by the road on a bike ride ride last year - no good deed goes unpunished -

It's a big job just gettin' by with 17 cats and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll be working long as my two hands are fit to use

paraphrase Workin Man's Blues™Merle Haggard

[the mingo]

The old man is playing at casinos these days - other folks are having heart attacks - Merle Haggard is dead - cat in a chair, dog outside the door - like a razor's edge on glass - I look and find things looking back at me so I think "is this how you do it?" Tomorrow is coming fast, cats made flat in the road - if death is the end what good does moving forward do? So, death can't be the end.

Hey Roy & Jack - here we are still moss-free -

[still.trucking]

waking up today with the thought that even after I die I am going to live forever whether I want to or not
West Texas Hemingway
mingo wrote:

here we all are moss free

and mysteries to ourselves

‘When people tell you who they are, believe them’. But even more importantly, when people try to tell you who you are, don’t believe them.

Maya Angelou is dead
tomorrow is gone
and I am hoping you are sleeping the sleep of the just.

[wylde]

nostalgia will never be the same

just a dyslexic déjà vu

[stilltrucking]

nostalgia neuralgia
the best the worst
and jesu christ died for my sins
nietzsche too
sorry my brother in alms

my mind wanders and I wonder what am I doing here with all the user names.
Zuihitsu cookie monster loves beautiful things

[stilltrucking]

like a razor's edge on glass - I look and find things looking back at me so I think "is this how you do it?" Tomorrow is coming fast, cats made flat in the road - if death is the end what good does moving forward do? So, death can't be the end.

Zuihitsu
This is the only game in town for me these days,
Death can't be the end of what?
It is the end of the thing called life, the thing that is sitting here in this text box typing this.
It is the end of the meat
I used to believe in the continuity of germplasm
there is a bit in us that is immortal so long as we and our Descendents keep on breeding
So that gives me A Darwin Award
So I got to believe in the music when the saints go...
I been thinking about the Irish Wake a lot
I would love one of those
I making a play list of all the bands I want to come, all my heroes, all i got to do is win big on the lotto and pray to jesus
I spent the last four months driving an old school bus converted to party bus, no air conditioning 100+ degree temp index of 110+
I come home so beat and drained all I could do what I had to do to get ready for the next day then dive into my BeautyRest™
I hope you don't make a career out of it.
I missed my ZZZZZZZZZZZuihitsu

[Hypatia]

ming wrote:

"... the head is a useless appendage unless you are anchored in midchannel deep in the mud."
Tropic of Capricorn - Henry Miller

Time to go to sleep or time to wake up - down in the village the water is going over the old dam and the sound of it can't be named and nobody knows who the water is talking to - not even the dead can understand it -

It is a good thing I got two heads because one is always up my ass and the other gets caught in the zipper.
hope all is well wit you

[judih]

Big life joke
Money never wears a watch.

[the mingo]

Is it Monday?

[still.trucking]

must be Monday
I think I just heard the garbage truck
talk about exhilarating work
hanging onto a trash truck by one arm with the wind in my face
almost as much fun as working in the hospital laundry without the bedlam.

judih wrote :

Big life joke
money never wears a watch

jokes on me I wear two of them
smartwatch and a fitness tracker
amor fati
we are hard-wired for survival
the heart keeps rhythm to the brain
on hiatus
so high I can barely remain in contact with ground beef control
ALICE in wonderland contraptions that say drink me, stand up and move or eat me

Ramblin Rose and me on a two-lane texas blacktop
Zuihitsu in motion

[judih]

Fitbit doesn't always notice my sleep
but allows that I have a pulse - yay
I walk - true