perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

Post by **WIREMAN** » January 26th, 2006, 9:07 am

chilly morn
b-more town
taking a day off
just to slow down
it's been a constant
movement thang......yet
no escape.....coltranes horn
sounding thru the walls
naima.......mcoy tyner's
piano chords sweet
the day breezy & clear
the goddess blessing
me once again
the heat rolling from the walls
music constant
no complaints from thee
tonite we play & later i'll
poeticize..........

Post by **jimboloco** » January 26th, 2006, 10:55 am

chilly morn
light and breezy
sounds like here
pickup truck load of highschoolkidz
packed in the back yelling passed by
lord almost didn't survive high school
never mind the airfarce and vietnam
or the streets a marching or
or the streets in depressive alienation
years of interlude survival
woke one morning on a shuttleboat
heading to the oilrig
broke, scared, i saw flying fishes
enough to empower my journey
and now am speaking spanish an
gringolocorococo dude i yam
it up wid all sorts of folk ja
jazz rythms are natural
tried to waft in a few tunes meself thru
pacifica radio DC http://www.wpfw.org/
dey got early mawnin jazz
midday jazz afternoon jazz
evnin jazz an all nite jazz,
man it blows out from soul kitchenz
deep humility and powerful underground ztreamzzz
made you real enough
bemore free wail horn wail chordz
when will the people make the man go down
wade in the water
no connection yet i got the entire nation
here at my mouse and boink
http://www.democracynow.org/stations.shtml
from moscow idaho
to saint louie
where memphis to manchester
iz playing currently
http://www.kdhx.org/real/live.ram
an chuck the prophet and jenna roze
down from beal street where anything goes that flows
past yer noze i'm broke not broken
a token toke for thee an good ol ST
sailin on thru th myztery in reverie
grounded here is my base
fuck the elite

Post by **WIREMAN** » January 31st, 2006, 9:13 am

"LAUGHING IT ALL THE WAY!"

situations
rocks and hard places

perpetual

the return inevitable
but when will he?

perpetual

from time to time
but never like before

perpetual

rainy day
holiday
53 looming
breath has returned

perpetual

this is the "END"
I don't think so!

Post by **stilltrucking** » January 31st, 2006, 9:52 am

sunshine
my shadow on the wall
a beautiful morning
eternal return
a cosmic promise

Post by **jimboloco** » January 31st, 2006, 2:58 pm

the second coming of
jesus

buddha is always returning every moment

got to get some sunshine

loverly words truckmaster

minimalist impressions

the rainbow.

shrevesport 1985
my resurrection picture
did it in a funk
yet it sustained me
in 1990 or so
added the rainbow
framed and put into art show
now it graces the living room in a corner
my resurrection picture
still resurrecting

Post by **stilltrucking** » February 1st, 2006, 7:31 pm

Buddha tells me I am lamp unto myself
Jesus Christ is An Answer to Job*C Jung
A recovered memory of my future
No theology Just
The Faith Of A Heretic

" . . to live is to suffer, to survive is to find meaning in the suffering - if there is a purpose in life at all, there must be a purpose in suffering and dying - but no-one can tell another what that purpose is."

http://psychematters.com/papers/hiles.htm

*

Jung died on June 6, 1961. His last recorded words were, "Let's have a really good red wine tonight."

Post by **jimboloco** » February 1st, 2006, 8:10 pm

http://www.bc.edu/bc_org/avp/cas/ashp/blake_job.html

pretty decent colouration conveys an aesthetic suffering

Post by **jimboloco** » February 2nd, 2006, 10:31 pm

in what realm dwelleth the
oh fearsome apparition?
in a waiting room with beetlejuice
in a waiting room with jesus
waiting for golgotha
waiting for a clue

i gave some morphine today
judiciously so
is there life after death
yes but it might be the maggots that glean the chaff

so much to do
better get trucking
the buddhists say
time is precious
get with it
work towards your enlightenment

what i say?
slow down and get more done
this deadline sence of urgency is bullshit, buddha

savor the moments
in a waiting room at the pearly gates
i shit my pants
and peed yellow fog
as ST deleted the last post what inspired me
not wired for sudden vacant stares
or blanched betrayals.

Post by **Diana Moon Glampers** » February 2nd, 2006, 11:07 pm

He us such a liar and a bullshiter, just trying for a pity fuk. I kew him well.

they have seen it all before
the fear in my eyes
the way my body sags
when I see their reactions
dam I hate these waiting rooms

and I have been writing a history of my future all these years
now my fears have manifested
nothing but a sea change

walking on a beach with my pocket full of rocks.

angel in green
sister morphine
Freud refused it until
he found he could not work
so he asked his doctor for one big shot
Crazy mike believed dead was dead
I never was told about no heaven or hell
it was all here and now
so far it has been heaven
so much to do yet
I am sure it will all get done

Not only that
He is a coward.
Most of all he don't want to leave a mess for his family to clean up. So much crap to get rid of, all this stuff.

No idea what is up with him
He can't tell shit from shinola let alone read a CT scan. Time will tell meanwhile he counts down the good days? stupid bastard wanted to die just because he ain't been laid in twenty six years. Too bad he is wired so weird. Whores just ain't his thing. He wanted to be Himingway in Love. Love has no shame, love has no pride when I call out her name.

fears manifest. Homeboy kept telling him it is a horrible death. Not planing to see him go gently into that good night. He always had a high thresh hold for pain.

Remember him telling you about a premonition he had of that bad olld man Gary Snyder standing by his death bed telling him "what did you expect schmuck?"

more on mystic.board
http://www.studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.php?t=6015

Post by **jimboloco** » February 3rd, 2006, 4:31 pm

cameo appearances
keeping up
get yer ass in the grass
meloncholy putzing
ok by me er
have we met?

Post by **Diana Moon Glampers** » February 3rd, 2006, 8:07 pm

God Bless You Mr. Rosewater

Eternal return of spring
Cosmic promise
Cosmic consciousness
the dead know nothing
and neither do I
Melancholy?
it is more like a turd in the punch bowl for me
Somebody shoot me while I am happy
Everything is so perfect
and I always get what I got coming.
I remembered just in the nick of time
I have always been enlightened, I just forgot about it.
I am half done with life's certainties
Filed my taxes today.
I don't think I would want a diludad pump.
And I will never smoke again, not nothing
going to give it the good fight

I can't tell you how happy children make me.
Maybe that is what I meant by eternal return
No idea what Nietzsche meant either.
Where is e-dog when you really need him?

if the moderator don't mind a longish quote, I like this bit from The Power of Myth.

While the boy was talking, an army of ants parades across the floor. The boy laughs when he sees them, and Indra's hair stands on end, and he says to the boy, "Why do you laugh?" The boy answers, "Don't ask unless you are willing to be hurt."
Indra says, "I ask. Teach."
(That, by the way, is a good Oriental idea: you don't teach until you are asked. You don't force your mission down people's throats.) And so the boy points to the ants and says, "Former Indras all.Through many lifetimes they rise from the lowest conditions to the highest illumination. And then they drop their thunderbolt on a monster, and they think, 'What a good boy am I.' And down they go again."

http://www.wisdomportal.com/Enlightenme ... erses.html

Just where are the Halls Of The Great full Dead?
The Navajo speak of The Dance Hall Of The Dead. That sounds nice too.

Going to cut the tying lines
Let my mind drift so blind

And walk away from that lonesome place
Singing:
So long, its been good to know you

Post by **judih** » February 4th, 2006, 3:52 am

diana moon
i should have guessed that your words
have been written in other tongues

again you manifest
a wanderer through the slinky forests of who-man, human surreptiously out of time, in time, beyond crime

Post by **WIREMAN** » February 4th, 2006, 6:16 pm

rock & roll in me
case of harmonicas
at my side
bag-a-flutes bamboo
shakes & rattles in the guatemala bag
hey mister soundman
take good care of that electronic tambura....please!
the poetry deep inside
the PC becoming memory
waxing & waning
welding shop waiting
wired images emerging
so what if the groundhog saw
his shadow.......the spring will be sprung

Post by **jimboloco** » February 5th, 2006, 4:15 pm

if i was a good boy
i'd have no merit whatsoever
just a tremulous harp
wandering out of tune
the who-man in the moon
waiting for godiva
on her naked mare
beware the folly
of mirth and rebirth
in all her myriad formless musings.

Post by **stilltrucking** » February 5th, 2006, 11:53 pm

It was a good day for a sailboat. Fresh breeze
And I spend all day waiting for a phone call.
They have seen it all, heard it all
How do they expect me to act?
No body wants to know you when ...

I am In time
but not for long
give me a beat boys to save my soul
a fading melody

The seasons come and go
and time must have a stop
Rock on
Rock on
So
Rock me on the water
After all these years I am still alive
Cut me loose let me fly
Sail into the sunset

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