perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[gypsyjoker]

يلتزم بحدود الدين، متديّن

out on the road late at night
I see my pretty alice in every headlight
let him roll boys let him roll
he always thought that heaven
was just a dallas whore


the old lions in winter roar
it is all about the cubs
Obama got dama
should a rote a book about his mama

I been thinking about monkeys a lot lately
I heard that the Buddha had compassion for women
and crocodiles

where are their women
I guess they are gone shopping
cause you know times are tough indeed

He who knows the male
Yet keeps to the female
Becomes like the space containing the world

The two hands of God: the myths of polarity

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
jam my blues to a beat
a treat to dance my feets
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Sx8lqm2Lw0

[the mingo]

Heavy rain today
no wind tonight
the fog laying thick
on everything
yeah, destinations are without meaning now
maybe that's what they meant all along

[stilltrucking]

"only one way, your way" jay kay
so many ways to destination
only one way home
a Jesus road,
the path of the Buddha
all roads lead to Muleshoe Texas
I can't go home again
so i listen to the music a joyful noise to me
beats me daddy eight to the bar


at peace with my body at long last
a hippie looks at eighty
amor fati

high water on Texas
Oklahoma in the wind
an ill wind
an idiot wind
blows no good

[zero_hero]

I actually prefer the Andrew SISTERS version ot that song better but I did not want to post it because of the fifteen second stupid commercial that runs before the song. a cute little corporate death lizard selling insurance. Not that there is anything wrong with insurance. Whewee,thank god for the fascist Jew socialist atheist FDR for my medicare. ah the blessings of longevity. I want to live to be the oldest surviving intact male ape in north america.

so much estrogen in the water, are those pills I am taking that i piss out onto the watershed that pass into our drinking water, endocrine interrupters, gender benders so go the tad poles

evolution moves on, male lions have lighter manes
super predators like us/yours truly
strange book called The World until Yesterday, it left me feeling old and in the way and weary

[the mingo]

so many things working against the men -
i want to jam on it but
& 'cept it would just be words
I don't know what the talk is about "within"
when they say "within"
I close my eyes all I see is dark
I don't see no "within"
just dark
just dark
we a mystery even to ourselves
righteous & right on
and dark
we just think there is somethin' here
but we don't no not ever once
know what it is
I loved the Andrew Sisters
I truely did
little lizards and all
man when them girls got it together on harmony
it just made me know
that my pecker had it's roots
in my soul
o deep in my soul !
looks like I had a jam
in me after all

[tinkerjack]

come all within ain't seen nothin like the mighty Quin

the darkness within my skull grinning back at me

yes men got it tough but
it could have been worse
I could have been born a woman
I got to be grateful for that
a tough job but someone's got to do it
yeah it is all about words
such a chick thing they are

if souls are ever reborn
and I come back as a woman
i wish I could be born an old one
an old crone that no man would lust after

not even tinker jack

[the mingo]

sometimes it's like
listening to whales far off in your lungs
everything that falls to the floor of the sea
gets eaten
skookums down there
wangdoodles
& scores of heebee jeebees
the dog is licking his paws
and he don't think
bout none of it
his tongue just rockin away

[stilltrucking]

"with a dollar in my pocket I can hear that highway sound"
trying to imagine what it will sound like
those wide tires on my new bike
in an ocean of air and water
the continuity of all life
"i wish I was half the man my dog thinks I am" t. mann

yeah
heebee jeebeees
i get them everytime I take a shower these days
"doctor says I'll live five years...easy wind"

dem bones dem dry bones
i ride to live live to rid
I peddle my bike up Camus's hill
how I chop my wood and peddle my water

[WIREMAN]

Axe handles
Gary snyders and Lew welches
They gave up trying to find ol Lew
Easy winds
Then the kids come in and takeover
I said this towns a little Peyton place
and nobody under 40 knew what I meant
Somehow they all know bout bonanza though

[SadLuckDame]

I like that
there's a June bug
in town.

Gonna be out in the rain
stomping in mud,
feeling dirty
and peaceful.

I think those June bugs
gonna go stomp, too.
Make their noise,
be there in presence
and present
the june bug bonk!

[stilltrucking]

bad old man
bad old men
Gary Snyder
a bad old man
he takes care of himself
lucky chromosomes maybe
Kerouac and Lew Welch, one a literal suicide the other a virtual suicide. He said he was going to drink himself to death, he was too good a catholic to do it any other way, I ain't criticizing him, he did more with his time then I will ever do, he gave the world his beauty, I call him Saint Jack, cause I think of him as a martyr

I been thinking about the old saying about one man's meat is another's poison, I been thinking about it as "signal" to "noise",

the forlorn rags of old age at forty seven, that is sad to me,g,
Lew Welch was booze killed him too, according to Gary Snyder the drugs they gave him to "cure him"s of his alcohol disease led to the suicide. omething called Anabuse

I have finally stopped trying to learn all about my literary heroes, I just want to appreciate what they gave me from their life work, not from their death.

A lesson I learned from Sylvia Plath.

random words
looking for a beat

[stilltrucking]

I want more and less

I want to use less
consume less
eat less
smoke less
use less medications
less gas
I want to be light as a feather on the earth
leave it no worse for my being here
I want to
dance more
live more

I want to earn my keep
do my part


if I could give back one one hundredth of a thousandth of what Jack gave the world I would feel redeemed.

feeling old and in the way
for all the resources I use

[the mingo]

sooner or later
if we are lucky
we get to be walking anachronisms
still driving
running over other folk's dogs
feeling bad about God
the way we get used to effect
transformations in the world around us
jam on that

[stilltrucking]

yes
jam everthing

Jam this
I feel good about God
God has been good to me so far
I fear him not, that old son of a bitch

I got
No words to jam God with
I wind up writing words like G d.

I reject the word God , I would like to be free of it.
I want to forget about FEELIING BAD WITH /about GOD
I don't want no truck with guilt gods

If I feel bad it is my own dam fault
I got no complaints about karma
I always get what I got coming
I never have to ask for trouble
but still I do
fool that I AM
Hindsight in hindsight
so many things different



Buddha me a a sacred heart OF JESUS
A zen PRAYER TO SAINT JACK

WHERE can i find a man who forgets about words and...

[WIREMAN]

Just in from the salt mines
41 years in the rod patch
40 years thinking bout saint jack
Dharma this/beat that
Jam essence
Jam presents
Jam live
Jam on this screen
Jam I wish we could one night to jazz
Jam u jack
Jam u mingo
And judih
Jammed with D plenty
Miss her
Levi came and jammed live @ cafe Nola
Jammed a new year in with LRod
Jammed the drums with Carole jean many many nights
She is irreplaceable
She was the party
But this is about jam
One thing about jam
It is Perpetual!