perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[stilltrucking]

wireman fine
staying touch
that is good to know

My brain is numb
my fingers are dumb
jam jammed

[sasha]

somebody's got to do it
someone's gotta jam the jam
someone's gotta play a few more choruses
jammin the groove
while the horn player sits it out
noddin'
smilin'
keep it goin' brother
play
maybe it's the sax
weavin a tune out of nothin
or the guitar
turnin 6 strings into 1000 chords
or the piano
painting life
it's all about the jam
jam tells it like it is
jam speaks truth

[judih]

silence takes a solo
audience sing-along
peanutshell crunch

[silent woman]

circus boy
at the tender age of 33
I ran away from home

peanut crunch
and elephant trunks
sisters and brothers
honeycomb hearts

where is my brother wireman
why doesn't he write

I always wondered if Sylvia Plath and Kerouac crossed paths one crazy nite in Brooklyn back in the fifties,
could have happened even if he did not.

good jam bad jam
I'll heed the call and jam till I damned

from here up it is all the herbs talking

paste from stilltrucking

I been thinking a lot about death the past few days. Hell I always think about death it seems, trying to settle my affairs, so if I died right now I would be square with the dharma,

if I was a good Buddhist and be reborn again I think I would like to be born again as that nine year old kid that committed suicide in Baltimore back in 1949. I would cross that river to the other side and all my friends and loved ones departed would be waiting there for me, uncle morris and aunt betty and uncle abe and grandpop and grandma, crazy mike and the rose of san antone.

yeah I could die a good Christianize death and go to heaven, why the hell not, my little dog Nikko would be there too, and the orange cat that got run over by a taxi the day JFK was murdered would be there too. And Jack and Jackie and little Adolph and the Genghis Khan

What ever we want it to be, till the awareness in us returns to the one some call G d, others cosmic consciousness, awareness. And thus does death lose it's sting.



even if I got to still be me in the after life, even if I were in hell,
I got a patron saint there eternal life is sweet but eternal damnation is the down side.

jammer down in the fast lane

[still.trucking]

EVERY TIME I post with a different user name I know I will live to regret it.
I guess I still have that image of the litkicks threads in my mind's eye when I post these random text boxes of mine. ...
the way the posts on different threads feed off of each other, the threads weaving together into strands ... is it just my vanity
probably
Losing my religion (the death of action poetry)
Post by Lostwire » Sun Apr 20, 2014 11:31 am

[sasha]

Damn
Shazam
Slam Bam, Thank You, Jam
Give us this day our daily bread
that we might slather it
with

jam

wherefore art thou
wireman
master of the jam

[short timer]

I wish I knew
I miss his action

[sasha]

don't let the music stop
keep it going
keep it real
keep it loud & long & sweet
honey jam band
jammin slammin hamminit up
sing, brothers & sisters,
lift your voices to the electronic sky
let it be carried by the virtual wind
seven times around the world
at light speed -
he will hear you
and maybe set his wire pliers down
and smile

[saw]

hikin' out at marshy point
oh man, what magic
thursday was full of spectacular fungi
and the colors before the cold
70's in the mid-atlantic
the planet she is warmin' up
B 4 R I's
our skin knows something is up
but I made the best of it...ha ha
soaked up everything nature had to offer me

[saw]

[saw]

saw some fun guys out there

[Terri]

wonderful fun guys
big colorful fun guys
a sulfur chicken in every pot,
that's what we want

like a viennese pastry
but no, even more amazing
and they're too pretty to eat
too wonderful not to

[saw]

alien life forms
up from the moist soil
or is it soul
it's been the strangest year
for extraterrestrials
they have come to party
because they are wild and crazy guys
fun guys as well

[MrGuilty]

Funguys from alien worlds have indeed
taken over
would you like fries with your tax cut?

[mnaz]

Go, go, GO! Go man go !
Never was one for the "Beatnik" vibe, or
the Cali-cali Berkely birkenstock bing bing,
but there's something in that Kerouac mix
early on, climbing mountains, rolling roads,
taking our temperature, raising it, free
flowing, head in the West, pointed East...