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mortuary madness
sail on columbia
what was the native werde fer th collumbia anyway?

and I have been writing a history of my future all these years
now my fears have manifested
nothing but a sea change


walking on a beach with my pocket full of rocks.

i saw it once
onthe way to that mystic lady's home
fer wandering strollerz
waifs and poetic bumz
what's er name?
i plumb fergot
ah i followed a little trail of gingerbread crums
to the sweet witch
hester prynne

again you manifest
a wanderer through the slinky forests of who-man, human surreptiously out of time, in time, beyond crime

surely a prinzezz in waiting if ever there was un
no doubt would go good with trout fishing\
oops/
don do nuthin th doctor wouldnt dooooo

you crack me up jimboloco with words and pictures

The first time I saw that one was a couuple years ago. It reminded me of a picture my uncle abe used to have on his wall. A Japanese print I think. A man and woman, a stream, and trees and reeds.

He made it back from Luzon, married my Aunt Betty.

Now I look at it and I feel relief. Like I was driving for days and days and then the road ended and I did not have to drive anymore. I could get out and walk.

Bless The Broken Road
Rascal Fflattz
Written by: Marcus Hummon, Bobby E. Boyd & Jeff Hanna
Lyrics
"I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you

Chorus:
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true

Chorus:
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

Now I’m just rollin’ home into my lover's arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road that led me straight to you"
well my wife liztenz to it evry morn on th way to work
on th cuntry muzik ztation
an amazing graze zlick would approve this message
even from her elegant estate deep in the sierras

thank you
I changed it because I liked that ying yang thing that soozen was using. There was an army Division in world war two that had a ying yang shoulder patch.
http://29thinfantrydivision.com/

But then I thought about those dam cartoons in the news
and I did not want to offend anyone with it.

e-dog was offended by it
he said it was a corrupt symbol
I was thinking that is bullshit
it is a three thousand year old Chinese bowl
I got a new avatar coming soon.

crackung ip
saw bamboo church with swaztica
atop where th lil ol cross should have been
i was in a state of cognitive dissonance
til i saw the buddha with long nails
an he spoke to me in french
geografica vietnamita
whilzt th otherz gaped and
left i turnd round an bowed
an th buddha with th long nailz bowed back
neath th turning wheel of karma
th duh dharma youze bumz
an zo don be diss dat bowl
kerizt allready
th poor bum iz gettin censord
pretty bowl
carried by ancient voicez
whisperz of memoriez
not to be swept away like
broken pottery shardz,
youze bumz

cao dai

i was in a state of cognitive dissonance

good days are still with me
they leave me swinging in the wind
medical lies
they don't know if I can handle it
can't get no truth out of them
but it don't look good
meanwhile my thoughts run to cremation
it seems to be the cheapest way
but ain't Kosher but what the fuck, I got the faith of a heretic
looking for pre paid burial
smokers with lung cancer easy on medicare
we go so quick
Tipping point the guy who coined that phrase just won a noble prize
he was the one that figured out the lung cancer medicare thing too.
Princesse
not really an issue again'
the last one that could have been was the nurse practioner a couple years ago, the one who said she adored me, took my blood pressure by holding my arm to her body from breasts to crotch. My arm was stiff for a week. The one I made the date to meet her at the synagogue for her yoga class and never showed up
She could have been my last lover
these days i would rather breathe than fuck
I got to clean out throw out lighten up
I am no hunter s thompson
ain't going to leave no mess for my family to clean up
going to fight the good fight take it as far as I can
with my last ounce strength going to move to Oregon
or walk a beach on the thiird coast
worried about my sister
Homeboy told her about the nodules
Finally got through to doctors offfice
after two days
trying to get the results of the ct scan
Doctor was not in
PA felt uncomfortable talking to me about the results
Homeboy said that don't sound good
The pain will start soon
Going to go with out dope relief as far as I can
he says they will have to knock me out and take a look
hard to keep an interest in world affairs
I think maybe I might have to go to emails
spilling my guts in public not so good.
this is just a melancholy putz
scared
but relieved
I really liked artman's step in the grave ku
going to dance on my grave
Miracles I don't expect
but who knows
it could happen
then what?

this is the last one here jimboloco
too personal
going to journal them
send you snail mail when I am done
leave it to you post them if they are worth it
unless I survive
then I will do it myself

In Friendship
jt

saw a movie this am
damn i forgot the name
they carried ashes
on a journey
of awakening

on a journey
of awakening

at our finger tips.....perpetually
"GO!"...the power to "JAM"....
any time of day or night, when
the feeling hits ya just right
all ya gotta do is click it on &
hopefully someone's gonna
join on in and the word will be
long gone, riding the cyber waves
creating a lil bit of that old purple
haze, right now that 2-way radio's
ringing in my ears, but if any of ya
wanna jam?.....just let meknow when,
I'll be right back here..................wired

Been over a year since the man started this jam.

still jamming it after all these months
rock on roll on perpetual jam.

on a journey
of awakening

PI, i could never finish watching that movie. I feel a sleep the first time, then I tried about six more times. Going to try again. slip me a koan jim.
I ask teach

dont prostrate yerself
the guru will only be whimsical
let you know after manyaya
just be ready to bow

slushed into improv
ice on the rebar
slippin & slidin
back to Baltimore
condos, condos, condos...........
D.C. needs em
Charm City bleeds
row houses for
a song, me the pied piper
sayin, "come on!"

sayin, "come on!"
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two thirty pm cst
got to get to work by 3pmcst
myboss is going broke

Never steal from your boss
You don't bite the hand that feeds you
Iis okay to nibble at it affectionately sometims

music i want ta get lost in bongo beat of baltimoe be bop hopping words.
yeah
listening
send.....>>>.

bleeding baltimore,
he makes a wilderness and calls it peace
I want to put a propeller on his beanie
Let spin
lift him up
drop into todays banner of comfort station

come on
come on
hammer hammer

me & the band
the machines
that don't talk back
they just ring
sounds of the
sub continent
tabla & tambura
me on my wood flutes
drums...shakers....harmonicas
words bleeding from my soul
"I walk along a wall,
a parapet with no regrets!"

motorcycle madness
motorcycle dreams
riding up that eastern seabord
see old jitterbug again.

listening to pod cast two
jitterbug jaming in B'more too

Put a city in my name

Nashiville tennessee be nice to pass through the Ahens of the south, listening LR singing sourthern man.


meanwhile I know Jesus loves me just like it said on the neon sign. at the Union Gospel Mission down on lower broad way, jus up the blook from Tootsie's saloon and around the corner from the RyMan and Linebaugh's cafeteria, And ten honky tonk dives with live music, judy collins in the bar looking like plain jane in a babushka and no make up. She said she go a thousand miles to hear Bob Seger play. Coincidence Old Boy was plaing out at Opryland,