The Will to Shower, notes to myself

[the mingo]

My tires are good for the rest of the season, Jack. Next winter is problematic.

[still.trucking]

life and death
winter focuses the struggle
mother goose is hoping it snows
it sounds like fun to her
I am not that bored

what is the name of that trucking song
"road up in Maine...
a ribbon of ice...
a tombstone every mile"

Next Winter
I want to be in someplace warm
like Nome.

[still.trucking]

Got the last dream in the latest flurry cleared from the boards this morning.
Someone won't make peace with the past now being hunted by lions. Can you say Holy Babylon & the Great Goose Mother?

How do you say ptsd?

Boy we are so much better at keeping time than bonobos. and we are much better at naming things, labels, once there was this guy who got to name everything in the world, and his children are naming things like crazy till this day. Dreams are like free movies. Good bad or indifferent, as close to a poet I can ever get, but they are like puffs of fluff, they vanish with the mist seldom remember my dreams except for the ones with themes, like my dreams of metafistical homelessness, my lost dreams, erotic, religious, never had a dream about music that I can remember,

I am sure bonobos must dream too, even dogs do?

Sometimes I have felt I am a dream about puppy dog heaven.

[short timer]

cutting and pasting

Signs of Approaching Death

When a person is just hours from death, breathing often changes from a normal rate and rhythm to a new pattern of several rapid breaths followed by a period of no breathing. This is known as “Cheyne-Stokes” breathing—named for the person who first described it.

Cheyne-Stokes respiration


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I compressed much of my grief into an odd fantasy that in the afterlife they had moved down to Miami Beach and were experiencing eternal bliss together, with endless sunny beaches and Early Bird specials. Florida, I imagined, was actually some form of Shangri-La where all of our deceased elderly could be found happily wandering around if we just looked hard enough.
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No other period of life has such a feared and mysterious ending. Childhood ends with the budding of puberty and the new challenges of adolescence. Adolescence passes away in the excitement of pulsating hormones, shedding its awkward, uncertain skin in the journey into young adulthood. The subsequent stages of adulthood bring undiscovered treasures of love, children, work, and spirit. Even in the face of failure or lost opportunities, there is always hope for something new. But aging seems to bring this process to a halt. The horizon is unknown except for the single fact that a true ending will come ...

[still.trucking]

dictionary of biblical imagery
an encyclopedic exploration of the images, symbols, motifs, metaphors, firgures of speech and literary patterns of the Bible.




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