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Too many losses.
Too much grieving.
Poets in the sky,
heaven receiving.

......

I don't think I'll be able to make it to your birthday celebration, Mark. I'm going to Texas for the Memorial Celebration on the weekend and get back on Monday night. We'll see if I can get caught up and able to handle being seen in public again so soon after. I've been having a pretty hard time, here.

Jam ram
Jam hanuman
Jam essence

I definitely understand Doreen ....my hearts with you...

Mind wander
Mind ramble
Mind in between .....a tweener
Sunday night sad
Day warm
Grip felt
Tightening the equilibrium
Amidst the varied tastes.....of it all
Tiger won @ Doral
.................................cont.

........on the road....when u comin out???
Always bout Jack
All the 50's that were the 40's
Like the 70's was the 60's
Now I'm rambling
But it's jam
It's forever
Perpetual..........

wiry vision of the world out there...kudos sir.

Thanks Artguy
Been taking more time
for the wire side

Back after a month and nothing's happened......

what's happening?
when I feel like I know
I don't know nothing
it feels like I been down this road before
or I will be down it tomorrow
it beats me

May those who are born after me
Never travel such paths of love"

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Holidaze
Holy days
Day upon day
They b flying bye
No reason to wonder why
On the hop aboard and ride

out west
back east
up north
down south
I think of all the voices
been through this land
all the voices
been thru this land

all the voices on the CB radio through the night like Kerouac's windshield it just keeps coming at you, all the rachet jaw motor mouth truckers hyped on the freedom of the motion, like saint jack hipped to the freedom of momentum.
all the the websites and text boxes lined up on the internet like headlights on the stretch of interstate eighty between california to the delaware water gap
bejieng to Peking illinois from peru to Lima Ohio
up and down all around the sorrow and joy




all the voices, all the songs, all the curses, all the churches all the toilets all the factories all the stuff all the night streets bopping to the music, all the good the bad the ugly the beautiful all the got dam words all the peoples under the steeples all the young americans all the old greedy bastards and young greedy bastards, all the children sequestered under the rug in air port vip lounges'
all the jams

the quivering meet machine meets its maker -the mad molecule

Cracked me up, Jack, cracked me right the fuck up!

What a jam!

Wow! The dancing guy was just too too MUCH!
Loved it to death!



THX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I needed that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HA _ they ain't got no emoticon for this!
HA!

All the lil fuckers
Don't mind using them now
Although they are a slur on Japanese people
Made. Me a Quoth the Raven fan
Feet on dry land
Domino sugar sign hangin overhead
Pull mydaisyhilarious
Saint jack Ben Gazzara and ST
In a semi somewhere outside elko Nevada
Headed for truth or consequences New Mexico
Onto old Mexico, cross the rio grande
Wet in the sand
Passing out chess pieces
Looking for Tao of pooh

all the damn bees dead or dying
i hear the Russians said
that if Obama don't rein in Monsanto
they will nuke us out of our insanity
wow
'Ol Poo can't find a bee
much less honey
his Tao won't be too much good now
maybe Poo nuke us with his Tao
a last hurrah
no more cowboy no more indian
no more apple damn pie
the monks cracked me up
still I wonder
where are all their women?