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What are those adVERTISERS think"in
KILL THAT t.v.!

It'll rot your brain
and take you where you never thought you'd know
(my typing finger is lagging this evening..............)
ever had com'in to ya. (i would've placed that, but my mind is traveling in three-hundred Sixty degress.) sorry. shew....
Turn it off. Now.
You'll feel restless.
but give in to the long term reward..
NOW>>>>

A little less of the electromagnetic waves
a little less of the diosphere
a little less of what you thought life
was about
shocking surprise?
ULF's are real...
Science is determining
backcounter methods
of allocating our species

c'mon
did you reaLLy thing you
had it figured out?
Did you really think you
had life cornered?
think again,
my friend.

Life is large and
caught in back seats
of confusion
and teen nights
pondering the stars


And then, your old
past your prime, but
thinking like a youth

Life. It truly is surreal
What is perception
(our ego?)
I hope not.
There is more to life.
Go get lost in the desert
or in some natural preserve
where mountain lions roam.
challenge your spirit
challenge your soul
you know
deep down
where I am coming from

humble yourself
genuflect
pray
pray for us///////>
us man/womankind

Full Circle (Use Headphones If You've Got Them)

Follow this link and listen while you read. You'll see:
"Listen Here!"

Several years ago I was in a record store looking through the CD's and picking them based on cover alone (didn't your Mom teach you anything?). Did it intrigue me? Was it dashed with enough mystery or style to justify a listen? Well, there were a few, but one that stands out in my memory was this CD with the band members sitting on a log in a forest (I know, sounds intriguing, right?). The image was filtered through a green filter lens, further enhancing the "greeness" of the understory. The name of the CD was Tomorrow The Green Grass. The band was The Jayhawks. After I found a few CD's I went over to the player in the store and strapped on the headphones. First CD, it was alright - nothing drew me in track-to-track. The second, man I should learn to not judge on cover alone! The third, well this was different, warm and rich (this is starting to sound like a familiar fairy tale. hmmm..). The melodies and honest lyrics hit me almost instantly. This was The Jayhawks CD. From song to song, I was pulled deeper into their sweet melancholy. The melodies lifted me. Funny how a great sad song can make you happy. I guess they hit that spot for me on the music my Dad listened to and I grew up listening to (listening to my Dad play them on his gibson and listening to the records with him. He's quite the musician and personality). Johnny Cash, Buck Owens, Elvis, Eddie Arnold, Johnny Paycheck, Bobby Bare Sr.(my dad went to school with Bobby.). Good country music. Music that speaks to your soul.

Well, I was looking up Mark Olson this past weekend. He's one of the former and brilliant members of The Jayhawks (hopefully your listening to him right now). It turns out he's on tour! And, he's playing at Iota in Arlington, Va. with The Last Town Chorus. I've played there myself (open mic). One night I was looking at the wall of posters and artist solicitation and there was a poster of Bobby Bare Jr. (the son of my Dad's classmate and musician too) who was scheduled to play. I called my Dad that evening from Iota in a bit of shock.

I called my Dad today and told him I was getting tickets for us to go see Mark when he comes to town. I mean, Bobby Bare, childhood memories, similar venues, transcedant music carried on through generations, posters on a wall that evoke, synchronicities, magic, spark, love of what I am. Thank you Dad.......

The Smell Of Frankincense, Myrrh & Copal Resin

Light the coals
bathe in the rising plume
the cleansing plume

First the copal resin for love and purification
Let it circulate through the rooms
I walk through the rooms

Salt is life
Here is life
Sacred and new
Without strife

Cleanse
push away
and invite the spirits to gather

At 30,000 feet the earth
looks like soft geometries
and placid communities
of bohemians with a penchant for math

No wonder God has not intervened

Then I add the Myrrh
the frankincense
the cloud rises
over me
envelopes me
I look into the plume
I see the time when
we thought about civil stone cottages
and the fields were plentiful
I see the mule straining under the weight
of the whip
I see the strong, tired man
the loving sacred wife
everyday
this was life

I remember the buried prophet in the furrows
Waiting for the curious
Life made more sense
It contained more mystery
That's where my mind resides
It's where I find moments that
allow you to drift to the otherside

This is what I strive for.
The intangible
the pure circumstance
the majick
the lust of life
the pure thought dream

I wake from that dream and
there was a life lead there
visions and realities no less
more certain than the one I hold
as we speak

Give Into Free Form Thought

the muse
the thief
the uncontrolled spectre
slinks past me.

One
Two
Three
4

It's more for me
than it is for you
and I've been lost the the iambic pentameter

Lost quatraints
and given rules of creation
Jesus
Lucifer
Antagonist
Progenitor
mmmm................

these warm walls have been built slowly with scents and mystery and closets

You build the walls
bicker with the mortar
and the cacophany of machinery

We live in the rooms
that love built
we ruminate on lives past

it's not after years that the
warmth and comfort
comes to fruition

There's a cut on my finger
right down the side
how did that happen?

I'm still there
on that deserted beach
I see the signed stones

THey write to me
they call to me
for a change

This life is funny
if you really dig deep
it'll make you weep

New Life - Fronds

A shot while hiking.

In Addition (Oh The Irony)

2 billion people were expected to attend all the shows around the globe. This is slightly less than 1/3 the world population. Oh, the irony. Here's a concert highlighting enviromental awareness and all it probably did was contribute to our disasterous impact on this planet we live and depend on.

Dire Earth (Will We Really Change?)

I was watching the Live Earth Broadcast last night. The Police we're playing, and though I've never been a huge fan, they were putting on a good show. They streamed from one song to another and jammed a lot during the songs - changed up the songs quite a bit. Yeah, it was all going swimmingly until, Kongya West entered the stage going, "Yeah, Uh, Yeah, Uh...Yeah (guess what he said next..) Uh, Yeah".....This is an artist?????? I can't stand rap. It's the worst invention of entertainment ever produced. they can't sing, all they do is go yeah, uh, yeah, uh and holler about their bitches, nappy headed hoes and bustin caps and stupid ape-like shit....someone please pull the drain on these people. Aren't there exterminators for this kind of job?

Anyway, what a crap effort, trying to make people aware of their enviroment. All it made me aware of is someone made a lot of currency on this one. Here's a photo
that was sent to me from one of the field crews after the concert was over. Have we really changed? nah, I don't think so...besides who's naive enough to think this will do anything to make people think more about this planet and what 6 billion+ humans are gnawing away at this precious life-giving sphere - myself included!

For a species, deemed so intelligent, we surely are shitting on our own front step.

Dressed To Kill