Days go by.

So many days without a post.

I promise to be a more gracious host.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tYGCpGzFWh0

One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fires were burning,
Down the track came a hobo hiking,
And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning
I'm headed for a land that's far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we'll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
There's a land that's fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night.
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
And the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh I'm bound to go
Where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall
The winds don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all around it
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
The jails are made of tin.
And you can walk right out again,
As soon as you are in.
There ain't no short-handled shovels,
No axes, saws nor picks,
I'm bound to stay
Where you sleep all day,
Where they hung the jerk
That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
....
I'll see you all this coming fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

You want profound?

Most of what we know about the universe is based on wavelengths of light. Matter and energy can be expressed as functions tied to and based upon properties of the wavelengths. We may find that everything we are and experience are simply conglomerations of different wavelengths projected onto the multi-dimensional screen we call existence.

To be continued...

Birthdays leave me...

Birthdays.



Birthdays leave me...



Nothing. Nothing at all, good. Six years of nothing would have been lovely after a succession of the multi-colored.

"What's the word for the opposite of glamor?"

Invisible Monsters (1999) by Chuck Palahniuk

Perception

So we went sailing, and I forget my sunglasses, so Manus buys me a pair on the dock. My new sunglasses are the exact same as Manu's Vuarnets, except mine are made in Korea not Switzerland and cost two dollars.
Three miles out, I'm walking into deck things. I'm falling down. Manus throws me a rope, and I miss it. Manus throws me a beer ad I miss the beer. A headache, I get the kind of headache God would smote you with in the Old Testament. What I don't know is that one of my sunglass lenses is darker than the other, almost opaque. I'm blind in one eye because of this lens, and I have no depth perception.
Back then I don't know this, that my perception is so fucked up. It's the sun, I tell myself, so I just keep wearing the sunglasses and stumbling around blind and in pain.

Invisible Monsters (1999) by Chuck Palahniuk

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