perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!
- still.trucking
- Posts: 1967
- Joined: May 9th, 2009, 12:56 am
- Location: Oz or someplace like Kansas
- still.trucking
- Posts: 1967
- Joined: May 9th, 2009, 12:56 am
- Location: Oz or someplace like Kansas
sitting at the wall with you
I can not express my gratitude for the art
words fail
or second thoughts fail
I like Ferlinghetti a lot
says he is not a beat writer
first thought is worst thought
but he still admired st. jack. of K's writting
(random thoughts intrude)
Dichotomy
lobotomy
bottle in front of me
{probably the weed}
Looking at the wireman on the wall
I see the the Han Shan in the mirror
Looking at the woman on the wall
I see them all.
I can not express my gratitude for the art
words fail
or second thoughts fail
I like Ferlinghetti a lot
says he is not a beat writer
first thought is worst thought
but he still admired st. jack. of K's writting
(random thoughts intrude)
Dichotomy
lobotomy
bottle in front of me
{probably the weed}
Looking at the wireman on the wall
I see the the Han Shan in the mirror
Looking at the woman on the wall
I see them all.
you know jack
tis a wired han shan
beyond the clouds
them poets in the hills
like old times still
once upon a time in china
or even the catoctin's
alan watts
ikkyu
gary snyder
lew welch
sekou sundiata
lord buckley
ryokan
krishnamurti
henry miller
saint jack
li po
wang wei
anais nin
erica jong
and most of all
that cold moutain of a man
han shan

wired in '71
tis a wired han shan
beyond the clouds
them poets in the hills
like old times still
once upon a time in china
or even the catoctin's
alan watts
ikkyu
gary snyder
lew welch
sekou sundiata
lord buckley
ryokan
krishnamurti
henry miller
saint jack
li po
wang wei
anais nin
erica jong
and most of all
that cold moutain of a man
han shan

wired in '71
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
1 week later
ten years after
put a tiger in
yer tank
see the u.s.a.
in a chevrolet
audi or toyota
told a man by all
means stop at the
grand canyon
saw my 1st band
of gypies there
back in '63
wired ramblings on
the day before
liberation
independence
freedom
clap yer hands!!!!
ten years after
put a tiger in
yer tank
see the u.s.a.
in a chevrolet
audi or toyota
told a man by all
means stop at the
grand canyon
saw my 1st band
of gypies there
back in '63
wired ramblings on
the day before
liberation
independence
freedom
clap yer hands!!!!
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
july fourth morphed
now it's a day for humanity
inanity
just now made the grade
graduated from insecurity
into wired mind strummings
straight into the spaces inbetween
chords and synchronous sounds
watching the lines flow into the wallshadows
concretely succinctly
your laughing han shan sutures
are bursting at the seams
it seems
seemingly so
listening to
patriotic ferver
with an humane oomph
and wired minds bending
with the times
into joyous survival
tribal epiphanies
shallow satories
deep moments
feeling somewhat complete
somewhat fulfilled
yet cause it took so long
to just get here
just now being here
after all this time
not wasted
seems like maybe
we should had oughta try
and breathe indra's breath
breathing us
into the new day
brothers
sisters
into indra's net
into the void
what it the sound of one hand clapping?
ham bone!
slippityslappp!
now it's a day for humanity
inanity
just now made the grade
graduated from insecurity
into wired mind strummings
straight into the spaces inbetween
chords and synchronous sounds
watching the lines flow into the wallshadows
concretely succinctly
your laughing han shan sutures
are bursting at the seams
it seems
seemingly so
listening to
patriotic ferver
with an humane oomph
and wired minds bending
with the times
into joyous survival
tribal epiphanies
shallow satories
deep moments
feeling somewhat complete
somewhat fulfilled
yet cause it took so long
to just get here
just now being here
after all this time
not wasted
seems like maybe
we should had oughta try
and breathe indra's breath
breathing us
into the new day
brothers
sisters
into indra's net
into the void
what it the sound of one hand clapping?
ham bone!
slippityslappp!
[color=darkcyan]i'm on a survival mission
yo ho ho an a bottle of rum om[/color]
yo ho ho an a bottle of rum om[/color]
- still.trucking
- Posts: 1967
- Joined: May 9th, 2009, 12:56 am
- Location: Oz or someplace like Kansas
I saw that light today, St Jack's golden light
I have only seen it maybe three times in my life that I can remember seeing that clear golden light.
Today it was behind me as I was riding my motor cycle down a two lane texas black top. I looked around to see where it was coming from but it was just there like the light of the midnight special shining down on me.
I always see it the same time of day, the sun just setting. .
I am happy for a while
going to lay me down for a couple hours and dream on it.
Got to sleep fast, alarm set for two AM.
Drinking run and coca cola
still working for the yankey dollah.
I have only seen it maybe three times in my life that I can remember seeing that clear golden light.
Today it was behind me as I was riding my motor cycle down a two lane texas black top. I looked around to see where it was coming from but it was just there like the light of the midnight special shining down on me.
I always see it the same time of day, the sun just setting. .
I am happy for a while
going to lay me down for a couple hours and dream on it.
Got to sleep fast, alarm set for two AM.
Drinking run and coca cola
still working for the yankey dollah.
- stilltrucking
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- Joined: October 24th, 2004, 12:29 pm
- Location: Oz or somepLace like Kansas
I been Shpongle-d
I always got to Go
My wi fi mojo
working words towards
divine truth
what's the odds on that
el diablo wants to know
money talks
numbers don't lie
robber barons and dark princes
it is the same old story
gimme that old time religion
that old time rock and roll
african devil music
it'sgot a beat
you can't lose it
doodle art by my brother, (aka) the jitterbug

I always got to Go
My wi fi mojo
working words towards
divine truth
what's the odds on that
el diablo wants to know
money talks
numbers don't lie
robber barons and dark princes
it is the same old story
gimme that old time religion
that old time rock and roll
african devil music
it'sgot a beat
you can't lose it
doodle art by my brother, (aka) the jitterbug

- still.trucking
- Posts: 1967
- Joined: May 9th, 2009, 12:56 am
- Location: Oz or someplace like Kansas
sailing away to america
and the streets of Baltimore
was paved with gold on Lombard St
in Jewtown
the old shul now a museum
the stone angel say I can't go home again
I still got a streetcar running by my door Little Liza Jane
Perpetual jamming
powered by electric blue
lightning bolts
typing cool jazz
everythings coming up roses
in Baltimore
and the streets of Baltimore
was paved with gold on Lombard St
in Jewtown
the old shul now a museum
the stone angel say I can't go home again
I still got a streetcar running by my door Little Liza Jane
Perpetual jamming
powered by electric blue
lightning bolts
typing cool jazz
everythings coming up roses
in Baltimore
tryin' to make it
to baltimore that is
not john water's hon town
but my baltimore
fells pt.
hollins mkt.
hampden
and now up on harford rd.
that's where cj is
tt tucker
saw
birdhouse studios
it's a wonder i ain't
up there more
'cept for fredrock
my show's been up here
for goin' on 6 weeks now
and i sold my josephine
400 george washington's
that i need to help cj out
o she's laffin' in the face of it
that grim reaper's better to
smile at anyway
he's got all our #'s
to baltimore that is
not john water's hon town
but my baltimore
fells pt.
hollins mkt.
hampden
and now up on harford rd.
that's where cj is
tt tucker
saw
birdhouse studios
it's a wonder i ain't
up there more
'cept for fredrock
my show's been up here
for goin' on 6 weeks now
and i sold my josephine
400 george washington's
that i need to help cj out
o she's laffin' in the face of it
that grim reaper's better to
smile at anyway
he's got all our #'s
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
- stilltrucking
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- Joined: October 24th, 2004, 12:29 pm
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oh them nashville cats
picking and grinning
Trying to make to nashville
in my dreams
I hardly ever hear any music in my dreams
I can only remember one dream in the past sixty eight years
that had music playing in it.
first thoughts wired one
flowing with coffee and cigarette
morning news playing in the background
turning into a drone
going to get up and turn it off
find some morning maniac music
Spongled again maybe
but I can't deal with the lyrics
go to be instrumental
I need a saxophone that sounds like that train horn I heard last week.
sometimes the trains come high balling by my shack every half hour
most sound the same
blast that horn like choking a chicken
but one last week I heard
I swear I ain't lying mark
he made that horn moan
he played it so sweet
lonesome and travelling
took my blues a little further down the track
that dam radio still on
I got find some music
be back
I was worried about the avatar
it helps me keep her in my thoughts
my numbers are grim
I got the statistical blues
I don't want to mourn for myself no more
One of these days I am going to hear the music just like a radio in my head
you know if there is a rock and roll heaven they must have a hell of a band.
Dam that radio is still on the news.
I would play some Waren Zevon but I can't take the lyrics
All I need is a sax.
picking and grinning
Trying to make to nashville
in my dreams
I hardly ever hear any music in my dreams
I can only remember one dream in the past sixty eight years
that had music playing in it.
first thoughts wired one
flowing with coffee and cigarette
morning news playing in the background
turning into a drone
going to get up and turn it off
find some morning maniac music
Spongled again maybe
but I can't deal with the lyrics
go to be instrumental
I need a saxophone that sounds like that train horn I heard last week.
sometimes the trains come high balling by my shack every half hour
most sound the same
blast that horn like choking a chicken
but one last week I heard
I swear I ain't lying mark
he made that horn moan
he played it so sweet
lonesome and travelling
took my blues a little further down the track
that dam radio still on
I got find some music
be back
I was worried about the avatar
it helps me keep her in my thoughts
my numbers are grim
I got the statistical blues
I don't want to mourn for myself no more
One of these days I am going to hear the music just like a radio in my head
you know if there is a rock and roll heaven they must have a hell of a band.
Dam that radio is still on the news.
I would play some Waren Zevon but I can't take the lyrics
All I need is a sax.
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