Mile Marker Zion

[the mingo]

It's time. Isn't it always ? (Thoughts on going to work. Or going anyplace else for that matter. Or even staying in one place. Or not.) Language as a tool for communication is highly overrated, as you can see.

Perhaps it's better to think of language as art instead of a vehicle for communication.

And, as everybody knows, art is another name for just plain fun.

[still.trucking]

"We are but whirlpools in a river of ever-flowing water. We are not stuff that abides, but patterns that perpetuate themselves.
A pattern is a message, and may be transmitted as a message."

The Human Use of Human Beings---Norbert Weiner.

All I can do is pray for a hearing heart.

[the mingo]

"A pattern is a message and can be transmitted as a message."

Now there's a message. Thanks for the quote, Jack, son of Crazy Mike.
Got me thinking this morning. Got me thinking 'bout the sounds the birds are making outside and the sound of the county trucks gearing down to deliver fresh asphalt. To renew the old roads because they are still viable. Still needed. Still alive. A road is a living thing, a pattern, a message. Transmitted from one generation to the next.
Remembered or forgotten I find myself wondering what's the difference ? There is a road not far from here part of which was abandoned before my time. I have yet to discover why even though I have tried. Several miles of it were left to the woods and the passage of time. I may never know why. The pattern is one of mystery.

[the mingo]

Mouse ! Mouse ! Where are you ? Look, I made you something.



Hope you're still around. I've my ear to the walls !

[the mingo]

White beads and brown beads make a good combination next to each other in a pattern. Especially when they are allowed to be their own background. Lots of birdsong going on outside the lodge. If I could put it in this box I would. Water snakes are nasty wild. Corner one if you don't believe me or step on one that you didn't know was there. Do that & watch how lightning fast things get crazy. And you will probably get bit. More than once if you aren't fast enough on the backpedal. You will walk away a believer & thanking God the damn things ain't poisonous. Amen. I can't believe I had to consult the dictionary on the correct spelling of poisonous. My father used to use a shotgun to kill snakes. He hated them all with a deep & abiding fear.
My uncle one day explained to me why but I can't say more because it's between my uncle & me. Plus my father left this world many years ago. I would try to find pieces of any snake my father had sent back to its maker with that double barrel shotgun but all I ever found was the crater left in the earth by the shotgun blast.
Eve should have had my father's shotgun. It was not just any shotgun either. She needed a Beretta Silver Hawk side-by-side with 32 inch barrels loaded with double ought buck. As soon as the Serpent opened his piehole she could have shoved the business end of that deadly gun in there and emptied both barrels straight down his throat.

[WIREMAN]

snakes on everything
way past where that
buckshot sends 'em
i know some folks befriend 'em
in india they charm 'em
i saw a man on the river ganges DVD
wearing them like ear charms
i don't like 'em myself
especially the, copperheads
when i lived in the virginia countryside
they were all over them foothills
once i was mowin' tall grass
in the apple orchard and i ran into
a whole ball of snakes schoolin'
like sardines...........

[the mingo]

Never saw them like that though in the spring they all wake up around here about the same time. You walk out your door and they are everywhere. Stops the mind for a moment at first glance.

Good to see ya here, Mark.

[the mingo]

The glue on the ball is the call of the tombstone but who needs to be reminded ?

Not all my verbs are wild. Some have been vaccinated.Some have even founded their own countries with governments coining money. Others issue porn for the lonely.

Here the grass is June high. Moths rule the night. Moths & the moon. The rain brings out the bullfrogs. My house is haunted to the gills with all the bullfrogs I have run over on my way back to the lodge after dark after work. I import milksnakes to eat all the ghosts of the bullfrogs.

It's funny how things start, how they run their course, how they run out ...

I'm having strawberry shortcake for breakfast & there's nothing the bullfrog ghosts can do about it.

I'm fine I'm fossilized alive low tonight near 55.

Bugs Bunny rules. Don't stand face on to Daffy Duck when he's about to say "You're despicable".

The inner workings of things are even more awesome than surface features iceberg-style.

Suck Swan Hollow Road - be glad your address is not there.

[the mingo]

As human beings we are presented with two states for the experiencing of existence. Awake or asleep. Both of these states have their own conundrums.

[still.trucking]

"suffering succotash"



Daffy Duck the CB handle of a guy I ran sleeper team with.
So many veterans become long haul truckers. Maybe it is the solitude, I don't know.

[the mingo]

I don't know why either, Jack. Sometimes when you come back to a place neither you nor the place can never be the same. So you just keep moving. Keep humping. Til you tire out or retire. The ghosts never do.

[WIREMAN]

work zombie's.....krishnamurti's "happy bus driver" (rather be)
mind full mindfulness
elliot ness......untouchable
takin' it 1 check at a time
stoppin' on a dime
art pleasurin'...like heaven.....freedom.....



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[the mingo]

i check at a time that ain't no lie...
my eyes straight ahead
no left or right
I walk through the day
and sleep through the night

[the mingo]

Free speech - it's a "right" in this country. Indeed, it's the law. The trouble with law is its susceptibility to corruption. Corruption that creeps into the law in mockery to introduce fear. Fear is the breeding ground, & the excuse for cruelty. Cruelty in the name of "safety". In contexts such as these to curtail free speech in any form for any reason is to be for cruelty in any form & for any reason. The history of our nation is far from pure when it comes to the adherence to its founding principles. The very manner of government founded by the Constitution has, more than once, turned its back on that same Constitution when deemed expedient & then cloaked the maneuver in the "common good". Even from the beginning the Bill of Rights had more enemies than champions and it remains that way to this, our own day. It is not the words of our founding documents but the ideas behind them that make fearmongers & fanatics not only of our enemies but of our elected officials as well. I do not want a "safe" future for my children's children. I want a free one.

[the mingo]

Many times I have sat
watching the wind lift the leaves
& waited for the rain to come