Zuihitsu

[the mingo]

Damn, I'm glad I somehow avoided being a Japanese novelist - I'd much rather be a Japanese taxi driver flying down those 5 foot wide alleys & streets like a WWII Zero pilot bombs away dream babies -

I'd like to read at least one Japanese novelist who had at least one foot in a happy rain puddle -

what a fucking mess.

[the mingo]

"By the way, have you looked for your father?" - On the Road - Jack Kerouac


Her racist fingers were my secret delight. I never told her. They added lift to her words. I listened when she spoke & I watched those fingers fearing to miss a single gesture.
It happened even if she only asked were any milk or cheese in the fridge. Even if we were in different rooms out of sight of one another and she spoke I could imagine how her fingers were adding lift to every word & how the dance was played out -

- being charged with this secret I kept it, I knew any revelation of it was the way of ruin.
I can speak of it now because she is gone. Her fingers are gone too.

She asked me once Do you remember how it was? My answer then was Yes.

Still is.

"There was nothing clear about the things he said, but what he meant to say was somehow made pure and clear." ~ On the Road - Jack Kerouac

[stilltrucking]

That fucking word needs to be banned from the fucking language and you know why? Because it makes us all STUPID!"

The stupid language of Zuihitsu that I been spending my time.
we were singing a jingle about where the yellow went after the A bomb hit the orient
happy rain puddles both feet
walking the streets of nagasaki
we gave them humant shadows etchedd on walls by nucvller light they gave us zen we gave them baseball
cold weather shivers shaky one finger on a key spontaneous prose

[the mingo]

happy rain puddles both feet

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[stilltrucking]

zuihitsu so cool it is almost hip
the old drunk who was father to his daughter
greek mythology can't get my head out of plato's ass
i call her iphigenia she called herself baby driver

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biblio.com

[stilltrucking]

He told his daughter to use his name

hopes your day was good, mine was another sweet day that got away from me.

OCD song for me tonight
Coyote joni Mitchel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zeaO5UZ5OcI

[stilltrucking]

https://birgitjuergenssen.com/aktuell/

[the mingo]

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[stilltrucking]

by WIREMAN » Sun Dec 05, 2004 12:28 am
back to that distance
we never traveled
back to that drink the
wine, it will make you
forget the past..........
ashes of time, space
time continum, knockin'
em down by degrees,
red emma's coffee house
our new bastion of anarchy
presente ragas con slide
guitarra...........................
by WIREMAN
Thu Feb 24, 2005 11:50 am

Red Emma's
of all the juke joint dives
in this god forsaken world
you could find me in, ya
had to pick this one red emma
well momma take yer anarchist
doctrine back to old henry's cave
and enjoy that salty air of
those pacific palisades, or why don't
ya go to baltimore, open a coffee
shop on st. paul st. and call it Red Emma's

stumbled across it yesterday
reminds me of being entangled with a woman
so grateful his work here
for your writing also
thanks for keeping in touch
cypher greetings from cyber pal
hot shower luxury my carrots and sticks
writing zuihitsu

[still.trucking]

"Down the hole is down the hole, might as well have a little fun on the way"
the zuihitsu theory of relative fun

[stilltrucking]

https://www.pem.org/explore-art/maritim ... nd-history
I used to say remember the Maine,Lusitania, Arizona
and the USS Liberty
today I was watching a show about the USS Vincennes
my country tis of thee
Red Emma's by wireman, you read that?

A group of people here that I am entangled up with ......who haunt by dreams
I mean to say I hope this was a good day for you too.
flash back
silent woman's 1974
I think that is when I had a conversion down and out homeless in Tennessee when I started out again innocent as a new born again and joined a Quaker meeting.
another good day for me

[sasha]

Five degrees Fahrenheit; aka -15 Celsius. Or, as we say here in NH, "Fucking Cold".

The storm has passed, driven out to sea by this dense polar air mass. Morning sun low in the sky paints gracefully curving shadows on the freshly resurfaced ground, achingly beautiful. Dave has just left after plowing my driveway and it's time to finish the job.

Boots, cleats, headband (for my ears), gloves, heavy quilted coat. No glasses - the cold makes my eyes water, so I can't see any better with them than without. And it's easier to wipe them clear.

Footsteps crunching in the snow. Walk on the white, not the gray - it's so cold the ice left behind by the previous storm is hard as diamond, and the cleats slip on that stuff as if I weren't even wearing them. At least the hardpack provides a little traction.

As usual, Dave hasn't left me much to do - he's even made a pass to dig out my car, left parked out of his way at the end of the driveway. I exhume the vehicle; looks like about 8" fell, now packed down to about 5" of dense powder. It clears easily, and in about 10 minutes the car's uncovered and running and warming up for the trip back to the house.

Dave has also plowed out an approach to my mail & paper boxes, though there's a bit of a windrow left behind. Another 15 minutes or so takes care of that. Almost - but not quite - wishing there were a little more to do, I cut off the corner between the driveway and the road before the short drive back up to the house. Once the car is parked in its proper place in front of the main entry, I clear a short path to the oil fill pipe and another to my compost pile. The job is done less than a half-hour after it was begun.

Eight degrees Fahrenheit, -13 Celsius. Time for a nice cold beer.

[judih]

four degrees celsius and i complain
my fingertips deny their ice-cube condition
blood flows everywhere eventually

[sasha]

By Tuesday, it's expected to get up almost to zero! (C, not F)

[stilltrucking]

Star-crossed,
paper will burn

uncle abe used ta say there is an upside to an illness no matter how dread.
How many satellites did the solar flare fry

40 SpaceX Starlink satellites that are currently plunging from orbit and heading for Earth, knocked from the sky by a geomagnetic storm originating from the sun.

I got out and about in the sunshine today, hope you did too