Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I am not to sure about that link of yours dav. Strange little pop ups
they be harshing my mellow.

But you know I am the most paranoid jew boy on this site. I just come here to hide.

I tried it again and it works fine. I may have clicked on a link on that page. Or mabye it did what the pop up threanted to do, install some software or script on my page. This happened to me once before with Osho site. Proabably harmless but you know this is GO and I just go wit da flow

infriendship
jack tilles

Just ignore that and close it up. Yeah I hate that as well. But hey where else can you go to pay tribute to him.
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Mercedes Benz C Class

It works ok now. Some little pop up boxes are insidious. Offer to check you registry for free and sh*t like that. I don't know nothing about Merton. Sounds like my loss. Going to check around. I get back to you.

All those pictures you posted about the new art museum in Madison. Wisconsin skyies. It is etched on my retinas. I got so I dreaded Wisconsin skyes, truckers winter paranoia I suppose. I love this board, kind of like AP wedded to Mindless. It is all part of the flow, even the typos

Summer skies in Wisconsin

& met a
tragic fate

A tragic accident
a tragic fate
when push comes to shove
and west meets east
The Greeks saw a randomness to fate
A wheel of fortune
I go to meet my fate
the wheel of fortune spins
I need a vowel

Dav check your PM's

Zen and The Birds of Appetite Thomas Merton

Boy am I smart. I can read the title of a book and get enlightened.

One of the problems I have found is money. All these wonderful books I can't buy. I need the money for cigarettes. So I live in this statistical reality of mad molecules and CAT scans. Such perfect clarity about my fate. You just can't fake your fate.

Chances are fat
Time and chance come to all men
I take my chances. I read somewhere on a neo nazi site that there is a 140 year old man who has been smoking four packs a day of unfiltiered Camels the last hundred years.

appetite
Homeboy keeps a close watch on his appetites
Except for his need for speed.
He cruises at 85 or 90 mph on his bike. I wish he would just do his age and hold it down to 75

I need a tooth pick
or a stalk of celery
These Camel Lights ain't satifying my appetite.

lying jack I am going to lite up soon as i>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>submit

I had an appetite for silence. I turned off every whirring beeping, whirling, clicking, spinning sound and there was no end, I finally gave in and turned my computer back on. I sit before my window waiting for a friend. A red bird passed through, perched on a limb of the tree that stands before my garden.

hanging text box
no train
no wind chimes
just a sound like the snore of a catapillar diesel
woman walks by stares at me through the window, before I can tear my eyes off the tree she is gone from view.

perpeual
the story
of man &
woman
living on
the land
no need
for plans
just moving
thru the sands
of time..........................primed..............

perpetual...

a 'what-came-before-time,
what-holds-the-universe',
sort of
?

must be an energy thing...

wiredmanandwoman
strolling thru time
stoked and primed

of the visionary kind
poet of our times
rumi-fi-fie-fo-fum'd,

poetry and storydance
accompanied by a
persian master musicians
saz and lute
santur and ney flute
getting to the essence,

visionarily rumi-natin'
by a man who barks
yet does not bite
he just makes you
all knowing smile
and yes laugh,

dancing the expression
flowing with the word
the storydancer zuleikha,

a memorable day,
a day that was
destined to be................

sufi master
nasruddin has ta
get ya goin
easrly in th morn
iran
child of persian literary tradition
now the enemy
to be scorned
made up lies
made up enemies
don't believe it
wired on anger
wired for resilience
th gordian knot untied

Sufi Lives

don't believe it
wired on anger
wired for resilience
th gordian knot untied

the digital meat machine
the monkey brain
Freud's ignorance
fantastic theories
so now we got bigger eyes
it is a on/off world
mystical teachers metaphor
just flip a switch
fear/anger
ying yang
when a government goes mad
flipping that switch on/off fear/anger
the enemy has armed us with their lies.
only way to stop fear/anger
is to call upon a Higher Power
Nature.
God
Speak truth to power
buy the truth and never sell it.

off work, made fifty cents. a good day.
undepressed looking out my window, busy day in the gardens, neighbors, dogs, cats go about their appointed rounds. It is a bird's nest in the branches. of the oak tree that stands before my garden.

lrods hands appear
in perpetu
santu-santorum
we brought in
the new year
words & music
o what a night.................

those are my hands.

and yes we did...
a grand new year
it was!