Coffee is really bad stuff

REQ:

Obsession – nearly
I’m your biggest fan
Bought all your albums

This letter is a request
I have all your prints
But haven’t found an original in my price range
It would mean the world to me

Don’t feel obliged though
I have nothing to give in return
And it would mean so much less without your charity

Also, (if you actually see fit to oblige!)
Please take your time
Your time is valuable to us both
In fact, even when complete,
You needn’t donate it immediately
Show the world first and benefit all you can
Only when it’s become useless to you

God knows it’s a futile obsession – nearly
(Your voice inspires me)

A journal entry

Saturday, July 22, 2006, I started driving at noon. After a stop to send an email to HELC saying I was beginning my journey, I headed for Missoula. I arrived there about 6pm and went into a K-mart looking for a power inverter…ended up asking a dude at a gas station where the Wal-mart was and got a power inverter there…… Drove and slept by the Yellowstone river (after looking at a couple “Fisherman’s Access” places - labeled “Day use only”). Found a little spot by piles of barbed wire and telephone poles and brushed my teeth…slept in car about 11:30.

Woke up about 6:30 after a hearing a few trucks go by. I was a bit concerned that I was parked in someone’s backyard so I sat up to see a jack rabbit grazing beside the car and cow trucks going by. Got out stuff and fried a couple eggs for breakfast. Took some photos (jackrabbit, scenery, cranes), washed dishes, started driving. Talked to a few people on the phone, got gas….got gas (emailed from a hotel)...stopped in Miles City, Mt to have a look at the Holiday Inn Express that beat the Hunt Lodge in ratings…after Wal-Mart the car started making a wob wob noise so I became concerned. I found the uninteresting Holiday Inn (they must be cheaper!), and asked where a tire place was. They sent me back to Wal-Mart and the guys there didn’t think it was a tire thing but balanced my tires anyway (they were off). This didn’t fix the problem so I called home and jointly decided to head for Bismark, ND, and try to find a mechanic in the morning. I got to Bismark around 7pm and since it hadn’t gotten much worse, continued to about 30 miles shy of Fargo. I exited at the exit labeled “Ayr” and found a dirt road past a farm and slept by some red barns. Had cereal for breakfast, took some photos, and headed for Fargo. A got off the freeway a couple exits into Fargo and wondered around before finding a Goodyear tire shop…I asked them where a mechanic was and one of them went for a drive with me…their in house mechanic ended up confirming it was my passenger front wheel bearing. Called Dad…$180? Told mechanic to do it and then wandered around for a few hours…typed this bit.

Where are the tall?

Guilt inside
Locked doors
Hide
From the ones who care
Hide
From the ones who care

Open wide!
Ahhhh....
Inside
We're sick, hide...
From the doctor?

Love is why
I'm broken now
Their minds
So broken now
It hurts
Research, research to help
It's no help
To hiding lost patients

Remember the way out
It's through the scary doors
The dark nights, the bright lights
Give up! Carry yours!

Threatened by
A dimming sky
A shivering searching thought
A match by the sea
A burning tree
An escaped dog - shot

When does the nap begin?
Sleep means dreams live again.
(A sailor takes a wife
Finds an island and wrecks deliberately
Dances, sings, dies)
Dream dies
Dreams are lies
Cries

The broken are all the same
Shamed heroes without names
Blamed for lies - hide!
Cries cried
Pride!

We're all so small!
Barely able to crawl!
Stand up just to fall
And try our shaky legs again

The tall...where are the tall?
Too busy with work to call
I fall, I fall, I fall
The tall have too many children
Way too many children

Denied pride hides cries cried
Lies lied - A dream of a nap

I guarentee it

Chalet turret – I made a bet
Down inside (the dungeon hide)
Won some but lost now
Found some but lost them now
I bet regret
Chalet turret – nothing yet
Have we met?
Never bet
Never bet

Song of Songs 8:6

Lovely video _ Beautiful character

mewithoutYou-Paper Hanger
(click little play button)

Have mercy on us

Innocence is the difference between a man and a boy
Every man is guilty
Boyhood dreams of a master-piece
Trampled and filthy

There is respect, though
For a well-worn tool
The dull and broken ones, though
Have been abused by a fool
I heard of a master painter
Whose talent was such
He painted a master-piece
With a broken brush
But I doubt, sometimes-I still doubt

Street gutters make poor drinking fountains
But an even poorer bed
I’ve drank and slept in the palace
This concrete hurts my head

Reality is guilty
Now I’m a man
(forgive us, please forgive us…)

Sounds Familyre

ok, for those of you who appreciate asthmatic kitty and the sounds familyre...finally....a picture worthy of the Danielson Legacy! I'm sure it's been there for awhile but I just found it. It makes a brilliant wallpaper (you can almost see those fruits shaking back and forth as Brother freaks out). For anyone who didn't understand a word I just said, attending a Danielson concert is awesome if you're interested (enigmas demand only those who already understand, in part). Or try the mp3 sampler at above websites. Uh...and there's a new Danielson record, Ships, out soooooon (chords and notes and beats and repeating and stops and starts and singing words).

Respectable Lyrics

Just found this song by Fear Before the March of Flames to be admirable:

"The Long Road To The Middle"

Is there nothing sacred anymore?

Raise your head and say:
WELL DONE,
WELL DONE,
WELL DONE.

Before they put you in a casket,
So you know that you were worth it.
Before they put you in a casket,
So you know that you were worth it.

Try keeping something to yourself for a change.
Said the boy who cried wolf,
"So you don't end up like me."
Sex, drugs, and rock & roll never looked so good.
Said the best fifteen minutes of your life,
To the future nine to five,
Forty-something family man.

Raise your head and say:
WELL DONE,
WELL DONE,
WELL DONE.

Raise your head and say:
WELL DONE,
WELL DONE,
WELL DONE.

How much do we lose? How much is gained?
How much do we lose? How much is gained?

How much do we lose? How much is gained?
How much do we lose? How much is gained?

Try keeping some things to yourself for a change.
Try keeping some things to yourself for a change.
How did you spend your fifteen minutes?
Fifteen minutes.

I'll try

…if I failed, I must have tried.

Yet, my eyes are scars of wasted opportunities.

Now seems so hard.

…if I failed, I must have tried.

Yet, my eyes have something like scales.

Everyone failed. Everyone dies.

…If I fail, at least I’ll try.

Every note becomes nothing.

Yet, its energy heats the air.

…If I fail, at least I’ll die,

I’ll warm your throat like tea relaxes imperfectly.

(Remember now your creator in the days of your youth,

Before the difficult days come,

And the years draw near when you say,

“I have no pleasure in them” – Ecclesiastes 12:1)

I am a butterfly

I am a butterfly

I am a monkey and someone just asked me to get the banana from the tree, but nah.

I am an elephant, and when the guy asked me to get the banana from the tree, I immediately went to the monkey since he can climb trees.

I am a monkey and the elephant just walked over here and asked me to get the banana from the tree. What is it with these people? They think since I’m a monkey I actually like to climb trees and get bananas? As if it was effortless! The elephant could probably just reach up there with that trunk and grab it. I bet he could just shake the thing until one came down!

I am an elephant and I keep trying to explain to the monkey that I need him to get me a banana from the tree for the man. He must not be understanding. All he’s doing is jumping up and down and making screeching noises. Maybe if I draw in the dirt with my trunk…

I am a monkey and this stupid elephant is really starting to get on my nerves. Hey elephant?! You think I’m stupid? I get it! You want me to climb the tree and get you a banana! Do you understand that it would be much easier for you? Is that supposed to be me? It looks like a bug attacking the moon! Ha! Hello?!!!

I don’t know about this monkey. He’s still not understanding and now he looks angry. I better watch it, I’ve seen him climb trees. I bet he could run right up my trunk and claw my eye!

WOOOugh…Settle down elephant. It’s fine. You can just put that big ominous trunk back hanging down where it belongs. I’ll just go over this way slowly. Hey! There’s a butterfly up there on that banana. I love butterflies! If this crazy elephant wasn’t trying to kill me I’d climb up there and have a look.

...

I am a butterfly. The monkey and the elephant have been going at it for a while. Wonder what the problem is? It’s just a shame the master hasn’t got his banana yet. Don’t know what I can do. Maybe if I fly down there I can talk some sense into them. But how will they hear me over their screeching and stomping?

Guess I’ll try.

...

I’m an elephant and I don’t think life could get any worse. First the monkey’s raging around, could jump on me at any time, and now there’s a butterfly headed straight at me. I can’t handle butterflies. Yes I can. Just relax elephant, they said it can’t hurt you.

Yaaaay elephant! You’re finally listening to me! I like that trunk much better down here. Oh hey! The butterfly’s coming down as well! Finally some luck. Maybe I’ll get to see it after all. Right Mr. Butterfly, just land someplace and spread out those pretty wings. Oh….wait…looks like he’s landing…. I’m coming Mr. Butterfly!

...

I am a butterfly and I thought that maybe if I landed close enough to the elephant’s big ears he would probably hear me. So I did. I’m not sure exactly what happened after that. I guess I just didn’t get there soon enough. I guess the monkey had had enough talking and went at the elephant or something. All I remember is the elephant screaming…monkey jumping around…next thing I remember the elephant had completely snapped the tree off and the monkey was at the top holding on for dear life. I’m just glad the master didn’t get hit in all the commotion. I guess he was standing right there. Why was he smiling at me? Too bad I didn’t get to talk to the elephant, I bet I could have prevented the whole thing.

...

I’m an elephant, and in retrospect, that filthy monkey is soooo lucky that guy was standing there between us after I knocked that tree over. I should have smashed them both. At least I got some bananas.

I’m a monkey…remember that guy from before? He gave me a banana. I guess he had had his cause he gave the rest of them to the elephant. Huh, he seems a nice a guy. Wait! ?? How did he climb the tree? Where’s that butterfly?

Cheer up lad...

Times past, a day's work brought relief fast,
A home, a reflection, an accomplishment....
Apparently sipping tea/enjoying a new cd,
Isn't nearly enough for society (let him be educated)

I asked for an honest opinion from the world and received it,
It said trying harder won't acheive it, no one beleived it, am I a fool?
Let me be educated, I guessed,
Found myself depressed
Nearly died.
Ph.D?
It's just for money.

One day I was sitting in the cafeteria when my friend walked up and sat beside me. He had a tray full of pig slop and I thought it pertinent to at least comment. His response, however, was quite unexpected; he spit slop in my face and said he rejected the idea that any food was inferior to another. After a few awkward hours of silence, I asked him if I could try a bit as the spit might have been tainted. He oinked. I think it meant no.

Please forgive me for my bitter state.
The pig spit has stained my face and lost me a mate.
I'm learning how to stain others now, it's quite the thrill.
I've aquired the art of relieving myself through abuse of Advil.
(Three cheers for the stressed out dependent! Here's a degree. Cheer up lad...)