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Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007all he has promised
himself
this hamish of good intention.
this hero of his imagination.
crashing haphazardly
through the feilds of his great potential
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all he has promised
himself
this hamish of good intention.
this hero of his imagination.
crashing haphazardly
through the feilds of his great potential
La Mar (The Ocean)
Monday, November 6th, 2006This day is getting older,
in fading light it’s beautiful.
This wind is blowing colder,
and too soon I’ll feel it’s pull.
Still, I took all my chances,
earned myself an even score.
Try to learn my lessons well.
And I don’t have the answers,
for those questions anymore.
Only love can beat both heaven and hell.
So sturdy up, sturdy up your heart,
for the road is long ahead.
I’ll be with you even though we’re apart,
but your road is yours to tread.
And so it goes, and so it goes,
and so it goes, slows your mind, mind, mind,
so it goes… and so it goes, and so it goes, slows your mind, mind, mind.
I’ve grown old on this ocean,
gave her all, my stronger years.
Gave my wife my devotion,
when she died, the ocean my tears.
I’ve tried to teach you well son,
all of everything I knew.
Of how to live this life be true.
Don’t bow your head to no one,
and no matter what you do,
if you start then see it through.
So sturdy up, sturdy up your heart,
for the road is long ahead.
I’ll be with you even though we’re apart,
but your road is yours to tread.
And so it goes, and so it goes,
and so it goes, slows your mind, mind, mind,
so it goes… and so it goes, and so it goes, slows your mind, mind, mind.
The Pre-Wash
Sunday, November 5th, 2006Let me preface this with a little information about ‘Da Bomb’, the hottest hot-sauce ever.
From the website: Da’ Bomb The Final Answer – The hottest of all of the Da’ Bomb line. Rated at 1,500,000 Scoville Units. Not for direct consumption, use as a food additive only. Warning: Do NOT eat straight out of the jar!
The few brief encounters I had with ‘Da Bomb’ seem to have permenantly upped my endurance levels when it comes to eat hot sauces. I am in serious contention with the Mexicans here, them handing me slices of peppers and me eating them without second thought. Loading on the picanted sauces. The was actually a Mexican crying at the table the other night from the salsa, while I was busily adding more to my tacos.
Anyway, this is all thanks to Captain John (see ‘Out Both Ends and Crossing the Channel’) who brought me through the burning ring of fire that is an initiation rite at his house. Speaking of Da Bomb, one time I merely picked up the bottle and later went to the mens room. That was what promoted me to institute what I lke to call the ‘pre-wash’. Always wash your hands before you go to the toilet. I mean, you are clean down there, and its not like you are pissing on your hands, so whats the point of washing after? You are however handling filthy objects all day long on your way to the toilet and could possibly contaminate your ‘cash & prizes’ with 1.5 million scoville unit hot sauce residue. Lesson learned.
Wont you take me to…Mushroom Town
Sunday, November 5th, 2006Apparently there is a town 4 hours north of Puerto Escondido where there lives a lady who from all description sound like ‘The Oracle’ from the Matrix. Its somewhat hard to get there, a bunch of different busses to some crazy part of Mexico up in the mountains. There lives a lady in her mid-sixties, but looks about 85 who when you arrive lets you stay for super cheap and innudates you with joints, hash, and mushrooms. Mostly for free..She is like the Shaman of the Mushrooms or something.
So troops of brave souls have been coming back raving from this place spreading the rumor around for other searching souls to go test their mettle. Apparently the trip is worth if for the scenery alone as it is way way way up in the mountains and you can see like 30 mountain ranges from the lady’s porch. Its all word of mouth and every 4 days or so another small group of like 3-4 will come back and spread the news, whereupon another group will follow the instructions out.
Now before you innundate me with ‘you should haves’, let me just say that mushrooms and I do not jive. Mushrooms and I do not play well together. I dont want to go there. In fact, if a little mushroom came along and said ‘eat me!’, I would say:
No……
Mushroom.
I will not eat you, or any of your tasty friends, however hallucinagenic they may be.
To my endearing public
Sunday, November 5th, 2006I will now endeavor to refer to myself as ‘us’ whenever possible. For example ‘give us a beer.’ Also, I will no longer physically laugh. I will henceforth only verbally utter the phrase ‘much laughter’, twice.
Madness and Reason
Thursday, May 18th, 2006Michael Foucalt (1926-84) wrote ‘Madness and Civilization’, a history of attitudes to the insane. He postulated that up until the 17th century, the mentally disturbed were kept out in the open and much more accepted as part of society. The move to lock them away in asylums began after the elevation of reason.
Unravel
Friday, January 27th, 2006while you are away
my heart comes undone
slowly unravels
in a ball of yarn
the devil collects it
with a grin
our love
in a ball of yarn
he’ll never return it
so when you come back
we’ll have to make new love
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Thursday, January 26th, 2006
ITS BETTER TO BURN OUT, THAN FADE AWAY
J