Drive your cart and your plow, over the bones of the dead.

Just a little something Ive been working on. kinda crappy but fun regardless.

I gathered all my days just to hold them against you

I hear the countless voices of the human heart

Flying unseen,

From the dim past to the dim unblossomed future.

Hear, within my own breast,

The fluttering of the homeless bird, which

In company of countless others,

Through light and darkness,

From shore to shore unknown.

The void of the universe is resounding with the

music of wings:

"Not here, not here, somewhere far beyond."

Rabindranath Tagore, from Balaka: A Flight of Swans (1916)

Drinking deep from the bowl of fire

Found out yesterday about Raelynns engagement. Ray proposed on the sly on monday March 26 2007. Still have mixed feelings about the whole thing. Lots of things I cannot say. Like finish school. Get a secure career before you have kids. You know, fun stuff like that. I am however, smart enough to keep my mouth shut. I know that she is happy and in the end it is all that really matters. It is her life and she has to live it the way she sees fit. I will try to hide my dis-ease. I hope it is not apparent. I am truly happy for her and concerned at the same time. The dichotomy of being a parent I guess. I just hope she finishes school before she has a baby. I know how dificult it is otherwise...

why wasnt I more grateful when life was sweet?

This is a picture of my neice Eve. sweet hair huh? funny how its cute and acceptable for mothers to spike the hair of their babies but once a teenager does it, it is counter culture and looked down on.

The knife was cold, the blood was warm

Memories of my childhood... my father used to bring movies home from the library. Perhaps I can find the one with the skeleton riding a horse that scared the crap out of me.

Sky Piece

So much sky
in the space of the desert
my soul rises
from a mournful Earth
into a clarity
above Time

While Time is
it is best to be
in both worlds
Music
as the bridge

-Thomas Chapin

I'm a slow motion accident

who took years to write a failure.

I have been looking for this song for around three years now... I am glad I finally found it. Funny so late. It isn't meant to say or imply anything. It meant something then. I still love the song. This video is not so great.

C'mon pretty, you still got it.

"Persians celebrate the new year marking the first day of spring with some variation of day based on the vernal equinox." I looked at this a little later and tried to read it, it made no sense, read poorly and in general just... Yuck. So, lets's try again. so, here it is.
Persians celebrate the new year by marking the first day of spring. There is some variation of the day chosen for celebration, based on where the vernal equinox lands. See, this year is a good example, the first day of spring is considered to be March 21st. However, the vernal equinox landed on the 20th at something like 5:08pm. So the new years day can be either the 20th ,21st or the 22nd. the celebrations usualy last for thirteen days and involve everything from cleaning to throwing sprouts in the river or untying knots in handkerchiefs.
Anyway, I hope that adds some clarity.

The last time I saw Jesus I was drinkin’ bloody mary’s in the South in a bar room in New Orleans rinsin’ out the bad taste in my mouth…

so, I have been thinking about Norouz lately. Persians celebrate the new year marking the first day of spring with some variation of day based on the vernal equinox. It is a celebration that is varied greatly, deeply rooted in zoroastrianism and celebrated all over the middle east. I wish there was a local celebration so I could participate at least a little.
I guess what I am trying to get at is this, we always seem to focus on the fact that we are different from others instead of looking at how we are similar. These people are the same as us, celebrate the same things as us with variations based on traditions. We should learn to accept one another, learn to be intolerent of intolerance and learn to celebrate with one another.


Zardî-ye man az to, sorkhî-ye to az man

you're an eighteen wheeler, I can't handle you.

Dave, my regional manager was in town yesterday... Not a bad thing. It just makes for long days and all the usual extra clean up business. Inventory is the 31st so I need to take a day off before then. Damn, the days are just flying by. Juliette went back to mexico. Shane is talking about a trip to the Dolomites. Doug ended up with gout. Ha, I guess I shouldn't laugh because he wont avoid meat or alchohol. Poor bastard.

I guess this means spring is upon us. Every one is preparing to fling themselves headlong into it. crazy. I've been repoting plants myself. I should start thinking about tomatoes.

Dusty in london: or more trauma from our friends at debeers.

It seems funny to me that so few people remember Dusty Springfield. There seems to be so much speculation all over the net about who performed it in the commercial. Some people even think it was Streisand. Many people have performed it but the commercial is definately Dusty Springfield. The track can be found on "Dusty In London". Her voice is so beautiful it kills me.

What Are You Doing The Rest Of Your Life?
Lyrics by: Alan Bergman
Lyrics by: Marilyn Bergman
Music by: Michel LeGrand


I want to see your face in every kind of light
In fields of dawn and forests of the night
And when you stand before the candles on a cake
Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make

What are you doing the rest of your life?
North and South and East and West of your life
I have only one request of your life
That you spend it all with me

All the seasons and the times of your days
All the nickels and the dimes of your days
Let the reasons and the rhymes of your days
All begin and end with me

I want to see your face in every kind of light
In the fields of dawn and the forests of the night
And when you stand before the candles on a cake
Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make

Those tomorrows waiting deep in your eyes
In the world of love that you keep in your eyes
I'll awaken what's asleep in your eyes
It may take a kiss or two

Through all of my life
Summer, Winter, Spring, and Fall of my life
All I ever will recall of my life
Is all of my life with you

pour me in a suitcase.

Oh, my goodness, loving the corned beef, guiness, cabbage, guiness, potatoes, guiness, soda bread, guiness, aged irish cheddar, etc. Now I just get to look forward to the eating of the reubens for the next couple of days, just need to pick up some sourcraut (SP) This year I actually made two corned beefs and man were they good.

I do however, miss the days of the big fest at Toms, with Grigory the gray and the karilon folk trio. Damn that was the best vodka I've ever drank. Those were good times.

When you play my song, play it slowly, play it like, Im sad and lonely

Maybe you can solve my mystery, wrap me in your arms and whisper

you miss me

mercy mercy, Ms. Percy

I have just recieved a down payment for a piece of artwork that is yet to be determined. This will be the third I've sold in about as many months. The last two have been sketchs so its not really a big deal, but one a month isn't bad since I am not even trying. Somehow demand just appeared out of nowhere. I guess I will just ride it and see how it goes. Matts wife Tracy has hers up at Empyrion this month. I wonder if she can get me a show.


But the Devil whoops, as he whooped of old: "Its clever, but is it Art?" - Rudyard Kipling

I could slip away, wouldn't that be better?

Killing it decisively, in the warm afternoon sun.

death and mankind will be stunned when nature arises to give account before the judge

Satan afflicting Job with boils by William Blake.

the hook is my home

So last week I took friday off. It is nice to have a job where thursday as you are leaving you can tell your boss you wont be in again until monday. Did a bunch of yard work all weekend. Worked up a nice blister on the middle finger of my right hand. worked till I couldn't hold the chainsaw up anymore. Managed to lop about a foot and a half off an extension cord with the hedge trimer. I havn't told mike yet. Thankfully I didn't manage to electrocute myself. I decided to quit about this time as continuing would have put me in danger. My hands still hurt. well ache anyway.

veni, vidi, egeo domum

The Recent full moon just before the full lunar eclipse.

come child, in a cross bone style
come to me, come and rescue me



I need a breakfrom all of this, I will be back in a while.
M

I don't need to travel to get there.

Something is going on.
It happened this morning.
I can feel it.
I have not pinned it down yet but something has happened.
Like a seperation, a void.
Something is missing that used to be here.

Hater I have your diamonds, still.

My friend Gary came to town yesterday to take his dog to have acl surgery. We went out last night. We ate the best barbque I have had since the last time I ate at Dixies so many years ago. The pulled pork was spicy but not to hot, full of flavor and not smothered in sauce. The greens were tastier than I have had in many a year. Mustard and turnip greens that is. The red beans and rice was mind alteringly good. And the beer well, it went down smooth. Man, I am definitly going back.

The beauty of the rain is how it falls

It strikes upon the ground and then its lost.



Thank you Thao.

You want the bigger picture? Cant you see there? We're in hell.

Ok, I guess somethings in this are perhaps confusing. But, this was created to get my brain out. To vent, to rant, to ramble. The intent was never really communication or the transference of Ideas. So, I am sorry if they don't make sense to you. They are not intended to "make sense" or to "confuse". Please remember that some of them are confusing to me also. But I do find that getting them out of my brain is somewhat helpful. Also consider that you are perhaps seeing only one side of a conversation or an outsider watching only half of a ongoing dialog. Kind of like call and response. Like if I say "I really liked seeing a man with no head walking thru the trees on the B. I.." some "creep" will get that. just like if I refrence "the Pipes" you would get it, because it relates to you. I do hope some of this makes sense, since at times we are speaking directly to each other.

I'm not really trying to be intentionaly obscure. I hope somebody gets it.

spokane tell me

spokane

you and me, like a million to one

Me: I had a pretty good weekend.
M.: Shining like a new mint quarter

Me: The sausages and Guiness were good and I laughed my ass of to kiss kiss bang bang
M.: Shining like the franklin mint

Me: Out of the blue, Rob wants to make it a three piece.
M.: Rolling with the dopes you know

Me: The two piece doesnt exist.
M.: Rolling with the wrong gun on you

Me: Got more compliments on sunday than in the last two years.
M.: Going in an off-white honda

Me:Um yeah.
M.: I want to give myself to the water

trying "not" to think of a monkey while taking medicine

Strange, Jarod was here thursday night. I enjoyed a pleasant visit with Carolyn today. Gary just called me. I guess I somehow became "Joe Popular" overnight. Well, at least for a couple of days anyway. Lets see how this plays out.

Sit on a potato pan, Otis

Today my friend Carolyn will be in town. She is taking her daughter Taylor to an eye apointment. She is going to try and stop by and visit. That should be nice since I haven't seen her in a couple of years.


Friends, Gods appology for relatives.

Take me to a scenic lake, I will skip your heart of stone

I suppose if you gloss over the surface of the story you could be. If you notice, I do suggest that the problems were of his own making. Was it his fault and not hers? I am not trying to devalue you or the place you have held in my life. I do agree that several someones jaded me way before I ever found you and for that I am sorry. however, I do feel that I did let you in anyway. I understand that you feel I never did. I do not think that you are my ruin regardless of some of the things that I have said. Contrary to popular opinion about your thoughts, they still matter. They always did and do regardless of what you choose to believe. You have chosen to exist outside my life. And I respect that. That doesnt mean you don't matter or that you do not have a continuing effect on me and my life, even if only indirectly. You may be remembered as my biggest failure, perhaps there is a another one coming. maybe bigger, maybe not. I honestly do not know. I do know you mean the world to me. Someday that may be gone, but for now the shine has only started to fade. So Samson? Delilah? I don't know. The only thing I do know is at some point in the past, before we hurt each other, we mattered to each other. That is what I take with me.

"Socorram-me, subi no onibus em Marrocos"

beating a drum in search of a fugitive

Ashley, my oldest daughter, turns 22 today.
She is throwing a big bash.
Man, seems like yesterday.
Too fast.
I miss you.
I love you.
Hope your birthday is the best.